At night, everything is quiet.
In a dense forest somewhere outside Jiayuan City, a figure slowly walked out. He was covered in black clothes and his true appearance could not be seen clearly. However, his movements were steady and his aura was domineering.
He coughed slightly, and suddenly, the surrounding dense forest was filled with shadows. Hundreds of similarly masked figures in black quickly rushed out, bowing to the former and saying: "Greetings to the master."
"Is everyone here?" The host asked directly without talking nonsense.
"Master, all 108 members of the Blood Guard Battalion are here." One of them, or the leader, immediately replied.
"Very good." The master nodded and said coldly,
"I have raised you for so many years, and tonight is the time to see the results. Someone else will be responsible for rescuing the hostages. You have only one mission, and that is to kill. There is no target, just a target. No matter whether you are male, female, old or young, leave no one behind. .”
"I obey my orders."
"Set off……"
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Mo Mansion,
It was silent at this time. After a busy day, it seemed that everyone had fallen asleep.
Most of the lights in the inner house, the front hall and other rooms were extinguished, and the light became increasingly dimmer.
Suddenly, there was a very slight sound on the roof somewhere. Although it was very small, it was particularly clear in this extremely quiet environment.
"Damn it, have those intelligence guys got their brains kicked? This is clearly a warehouse, not a dungeon at all." On the roof, a figure put down the tiles in his hand and cursed.
"Have you found it? Do you want my help?"
"No, I'll do it myself..."
A strange voice suddenly sounded behind him. The man in black responded subconsciously, but suddenly realized, no, who is this? For a moment, a chill ran down my spine, and I almost fell down without paying attention. However, when he turned around and looked back, all he saw was pitch black. Where was anyone?
"Who? Who is teasing me?"
"Ha" he was answered with a sneer, mixed with a hint of ridicule, and then a gust of evil wind hit him. The man in black felt like he had been slashed on the back of his head and passed out.
"It's already the seventh one. It's a pity that the master has to keep him alive and doesn't know what to do?" A whisper came from the darkness again, without any nervousness, as if he had just caught a chicken, as relaxed and natural as possible.
"boom……"
But at this moment, a loud noise was heard suddenly from the gate, instantly breaking the silence of Mo Mansion. The next moment, shouts of killing shook the sky, and dozens of masked men in black with weapons in their hands filed in. At the same time, figures appeared all over the surrounding courtyard walls, all of them leaping high and flying down.
"Wash the Mo Mansion with blood, leave no one behind, kill..." A cold shout came, and all the people in black rushed away, in the direction of the inner house.
However, after more than a hundred figures fell to the ground after browsing the inner wall, a sound of "thumping" sounded from the darkness. When they looked closely, they were actually flying arrows all over the sky, shooting densely.
"No, there's an ambush. Get out of the way..."
Someone hurriedly shouted a reminder, but unfortunately, it was too late. In the darkness on the other side, the second round of arrow rain struck again, and on the other side, the third round.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of flying arrows from three directions swept in like locusts. Is there any place to hide? For a time, shouts, curses and screams came one after another.
"Nothing can be done, retreat quickly..." When the man in black saw this, he knew something was wrong and shouted again. Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, he was hit by an arrow in the heart and fell to the ground.
"Okay, stop."
Suddenly a voice came from the inner house, and all the archers drew their bows and stood up. The next moment, a figure slowly walked out, it was Mo Juren.
Looking at the dead and injured men in front of them, the man in black couldn't help but order with some pain: "Have someone bandage them, try not to die."
There are more than a hundred people, all of whom are second-rate experts. Naturally, some people will get away with it, but after all, they are only a few, and the majority of them are those who can't escape.
Mo Juren took another look and nodded with satisfaction, thinking to himself, what a good material, he can finally let go and do something big in the future. This is also thanks to Brother Ouyang's generosity. Otherwise, where would we find so many people practicing martial arts?
Unlike him, Ouyang Feitian was about to explode in a street outside Mo Mansion. It was obviously a silent sneak attack, but why was it ambushed in advance? Almost the entire Blood Guard camp was lost. This was the strongest power in his hand. He had cultivated it secretly for many years. During this period, he spent an unknown amount of financial and material resources. It was just gone, and his heart was bleeding.
A traitor must be a traitor. Damn it, don't let yourself find him, otherwise he will be cut into pieces.
And Mo Juren, when did he become so scary? Can you actually place eyes next to yourself? You must know that this operation is top secret. No one knows the inside story except myself and a few direct disciples. Even the Blood Guard Battalion was notified at short notice today and the target was only known a moment before the operation.
"By the way, disciple!" Ouyang Feitian suddenly thought of something, and his expression suddenly changed wildly. Why haven't the disciples who entered Mo Mansion to rescue Wu Jianming come back yet? Could it be that something unexpected happened too?
Looking at the dark door of Mo Mansion in the distance, it looked like a giant mouth of a monster, waiting for his entry.
At this moment, he hesitated. It was obvious that he was completely defeated tonight. Going in again would not help, and he would even risk his own life.
If the guess was correct, the traitor was most likely one of several disciples, which chilled him even more. Nothing was more resentful than the betrayal of one of his own.
Anyway, since you can't afford me, don't blame me for being heartless. As for the others who have been wronged, don't worry, my master will avenge you sooner or later.
After finding a reason to convince himself, he glanced at the door of Mo Mansion in front of him again unwillingly, and then he felt cruel and told the remaining men to flee in confusion.
On the roof, Han Li watched this scene from afar with cold eyes, but did not pursue him. He was also pondering in his heart. Master's refusal to allow him to take Ouyang Feitian's life may have another deep meaning.
Are you deliberately maintaining the balance between the major forces in Lanzhou, or are you afraid of something?
Ever since he embarked on the path of cultivating immortality, he has already felt how powerful he is. In comparison, no matter how many mortals there are, they are just ants and no match at all.
It is no exaggeration to say that with the cooperation of his master and his apprentice, it would be easy to defeat the three major gangs in Lanzhou. In this case, the master still chooses to be forbearing, and there must be taboos.
Such a being, without even thinking, must be a cultivator of immortality.
Unfortunately, at present, he is still ignorant about immortal cultivators and does not know much. Master never talked about it. Every time I asked about it, he just said it was not the right time.
Timing, when is the right time?
"Brother, it turns out you are hiding here!" But at this moment, a clear and sweet voice suddenly came into his ears. After hearing it, Han Li's face suddenly changed wildly, he took the Wind Control Step under his feet, and quickly disappeared into the night .
"Huh, I'm not a tiger, why are you running away?" Mo Caihuan stamped his feet angrily, raised his jade hand, looked at the white jade bottle in his palm, and murmured in a voice that only he could hear,
"There was so much movement just now, and I don't know if he was injured or not. What an idiot."
