The lanterns were bright, and the dim yellow light was shining everywhere. The man was wearing a dark red gold silk armor, with a few elegant red feathers inlaid on both sides of his arms. He was originally a handsome man.
Just a pair of slightly tilted phoenix eyes, as charming as two blooming blood roses, and a body of gold threads gleaming in the twilight. At first glance, I thought she was a enchanting woman dressed in luxurious clothes.
After a few breaths, a small red light flashed and fell on the red owl's shoulder. It was the red owl's soul-chasing bird. It was covered in reddish-brown feathers and blended into the dim moonlight. Its huge head was tilted to the side.
He just stared at Mo Crow.
"Since you have completed your mission, why are you following me if you don't report it to the general?"
As the leader of the Hundred Birds, Red Owl is the most bloodthirsty and murderous person. The dark red gold silk armor is stained with the blood of countless people. Everyone in the Hundred Birds has blood on their hands, only Red Owl has blood on his hands.
The owl is the most special.
"Of course I am going to report the mission to the general, but when I saw you, I wanted to tease the little guy. Speaking of which, there is one thing about you two that surprises me!"
The red owl seemed not to pay attention to the cold words with Mo Crow, and then responded casually, gently touching the soul chasing bird on the shoulder with one hand, leaving the white figure on the other side of the eaves, and looking at Mo Crow seriously.
crow.
"Oh, what could surprise you?"
Mo Ya's expression remained unchanged as he sensed the white figure not far away from him. He moved his hand casually in the void, and a black feather fell into his hand, surrounded by traces of black aura.
"The thing that surprises me is very simple. Why have you two been on a mission together for so long, but you haven't made any progress? You are still so ignorant!"
The red owl narrowed its charming red phoenix eyes, looked at the Mo Crow on the side, and then at the Bai Feng not far away, and responded casually.
"What did you say?"
Bai Feng, who had been following Mo Ya and didn't want to tangle with the red owl, appeared in an instant. A fire seemed to rise in his heart. He frowned and looked at the red owl and shouted angrily.
"Sometimes, one more person will only cause more trouble. One person's action is the most reliable!"
The red owl was not surprised by Yu Baifeng's sudden appearance. Among the hundreds of birds, the leader could choose an assistant. Unfortunately, his assistant was useless and he had to kill him.
Seeing Bai Feng's angry eyes, Red Owl spoke tactfully and was very contemptuous.
"Since you are so capable, if you don't report it to the general quickly, maybe the general will reward you!"
Bai Feng has been putting up with the red owl for a long time. He may have made his own mistakes in many tasks, but when the other party mentioned it, he felt very unwilling to do so. He clenched his fists and was about to rush forward.
But then Mo Crow raised his hand to stop him. A pair of sharp black eyes looked at the red owl. A black aura surrounded him, and there were many more black feathers in his hands.
"Reward?"
"How dare you ask for a reward when you serve the general? Only by completing the mission without making mistakes is the way for the Night Killer Group to survive. Mo Crow, the little guy next to you will lead you to true death!"
The red owl was very excited about Bai Feng's anger. He covered his mouth and chuckled. He continued to caress the soul-chasing bird on his shoulder. After finishing his words, he showed a look of pity to Mo Ya. Soon, he turned into a dark red stream and ran towards
Fengyuxuan in the front yard.
"Let's go, we have a new mission tonight!"
Watching the red owl leave, Mo Ya didn't say anything. He glanced at Bai Feng beside him. This was the assistant he personally selected at the Ghost Mountain Blood Tan. In his body, he felt a sense of disapproval.
The breath of bondage.
Patting Bai Feng's shoulder, he transformed into black air currents, and wisps of black feathers rose and fell. Bai Feng nodded, his feet moved like the wind, and followed Mo Crow into the depths of the General's Mansion.
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"I heard that this is the headquarters of the Qijuetang killers. I thought there would be many masters here. I'm here to ask Zhou Qing, the swordsman from Zhao State, for some advice!"
At the end of the night rain, a young man in green shirt, holding a strange sword, came to an ancient house deep in Beicheng District. As a place for civilians to live, under normal circumstances, around the time of Xu, there should be no lights flickering in the entire Beicheng.
But here, the lights are still dim and the spiritual awareness is shrouded. There are several Xiantian realm warriors here. It has become Zhou Qing's practice in recent days to come to challenge with swords. At least he has to do a full set of tricks.
However, it seemed that this area was already aware of Zhou Qing's arrival and was well prepared. As soon as Zhou Qing finished speaking, men in strong armor and swords appeared all around and surrounded Zhou Qing.
"I think you are the heavy swordsman who has become famous in Xinzheng these days!"
"I am Qijuetang Tang Qi, and I have met your Excellency!"
Looking around, Zhou Qing stabbed the heavy sword in his hand gently on the ground, silently, and stood quietly. Then, an old man in blue and white plain robes walked out of the house, holding a long sword, dressed up, and walked to Zhou Qing
Qing came forward and bowed his hands.
"I know you. I heard your name from other gangs a few days ago, but I didn't expect you to be so old. There are still masters in Qijuetang. Don't be afraid. You should know that I never kill anyone!"
Looking at the old man in front of him, Zhou Qing nodded. Regarding this man's reputation, there were quite a few rumors in Beicheng District. Compared with other gangs, Qijuetang is a killer organization, although this organization is very ordinary.
In my own perception, there are only five warriors at the innate level. Most of them have just entered, or they entered by chance. They are not stable at all. In such a Qi Jue Hall, it is okay to snoop for information, but the killer organization has gone too far.
"The chivalry of Zhao Guo's swordsmen is well-known in other countries. Tang Qi has admired him for a long time. I heard that Your Excellency challenged the warriors in order to improve their swordsmanship. The Qijuetang people here are not strong enough and I may not be able to satisfy Your Excellency."
"I would like to exchange the information of another strong person for your challenge today. I wonder what your intention is?"
Tang Qi smiled bitterly in his heart. Ever since this man started to challenge the first gang, he had started to collect information about him. Now, after many days, he has a clear understanding of the opponent's strength.
The current innate warriors of Qi Juetang are definitely no match for the other side. Although the other side does not kill people, it does not mean that it will not seriously injure people. Several gangs that were challenged by it before were annihilated by other forces the next day.
Not long after Qijuetang first established Xinzheng, if it suffered a heavy blow, all the previous efforts would be in vain. I thought about it for a long time, combined with the information I had, and gave Zhou Qing the current response.
"Another strong man? How strong? Where is he?"
Zhou Qing had a slight smile on his face. He didn't expect anyone to bargain like this. It was really interesting. But bullying them all day long made Zhou Qing feel ashamed. If there were strong enough warriors in Xinzheng, it would be a good choice.
After saying that, he gently placed one hand on the top of the jet black heavy sword, and looked at Tang Qi with a pair of bright eyes.