On the official road outside 'Bei Mo City', a new moon quietly raised the frost in the sky. Under the moonlight, nearly a hundred warriors in uniform uniforms were hurrying on the road.
Dust was scattered everywhere in the official road, and the clouds seemed to cover the entire sky.
This is an elite team from the first sect in the "Red Sky Mortal Domain", the "Zhijian Villa". The purpose of their trip is to come to "Northern Desert City" to investigate and deal with the remnants of the "Red Ghost Sect".
One day ago, the senior officials of the 'Zhijian Villa' received a tip that a remnant of the 'Red Ghost Sect' appeared in 'Beimo City'. This remnant was the old leader of the 'Red Ghost Sect' thousands of years ago, who committed suicide.
He lost the city lord Ling Yang and killed innocent people in the "Northern Desert City". But in the end, for some unknown reason, he died in the hands of a young man.
The Red Ghost Sect's 'treasure of suppressing the sect', the semi-spiritual weapon - the Red Ghost Golden Seal, seemed to have fallen into the hands of that young man.
Therefore, the senior officials of the 'Forging Sword Villa' decided to capture the young man and take back the 'Red Ghost Golden Seal'.
For this operation, the 'Forging Sword Villa' sent a total of three high-level mystics, ten mid-level mystics, and twenty low-level mystics, and the cultivation level of the remaining warriors was at least the eighth level of mystical veins.
In the center of the team, a dozen warriors surrounded a young man. The young man looked about sixteen or seventeen years old: he was dressed in brocade clothes, with a sword on his waist, a face like a crown of jade, and eyes like shooting stars. It was obvious at a glance that he was a child of a wealthy family.
His name is "Jiang Yi", he is the nephew of Jiang Cheng, the owner of Zhujian Villa, and the cousin of Jiang Zhou.
Different from the playboy Jiang Zhou, Jiang Yi has practiced hard since he was a child. At the age of sixteen, he was already a low-level mystic and the leader of the new generation of the Jiang family. However, no matter how outstanding Jiang Yi is, he comes from a wealthy family after all.
The son of a young man still has a very strong dandy temperament.
Nearly a hundred people rushed to the "Bei Mo City" in a mighty manner. When they arrived at the city gate, it was already dawn. The city gate had not yet opened, so nearly a hundred people were waiting at the city gate.
After days of traveling, Jiang Yi felt extremely impetuous. When he arrived at the city, his impatience finally turned into anger.
"You! Go into the city and find someone to open the door!" Jiang Yi pointed at a warrior and shouted.
"Yes, young master." The warrior accepted the order, jumped up, and in a blink of an eye jumped onto the wall and disappeared into the "Northern Desert City".
"Rumble--"
Not long after, with a burst of noise, the city gate finally opened slowly.
"Walk!"
Jiang Yi gave an order, whipped the horse's back vigorously with his whip, and entered the city first.
At the city gate, stood a short and thin old man. The old man was already very old, but his cultivation was still there, so he was sent to keep vigil at the city gate.
When Jiang Yi saw the old man, he became angry.
"Why is it so slow to open the door!" Jiang Yi cursed.
"Young master, please forgive me. Little old man, I am ordered by the Lord of the City to open the door only at chen o'clock." The old man replied.
"Oh. So that's it." Jiang Yi sneered: "Since you are so responsible, I must reward you with something."
"Thank you sir, this is the little old man's job." The old man smiled.
"In this case, I will reward you with a riding crop!" Jiang Yi smiled ferociously, swung the riding whip, and whipped it down towards the old man's head and face.
"Snapped!"
The horse whip hit the old man's face, and his flesh and blood suddenly became bloody.
The old man let out a cry of grief, covering his face covered with blood with both hands, and dared not speak in anger.
"snort!"
Jiang Yi seemed to have relieved himself, and left with a cold snort and left.
Hundreds of horsemen and horses passed by the old man first, but no one came down to check the old man's injury. The degree of ruthlessness and indifference is evident.
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...
But Ye Junlin and Li Mo were very drunk, and when they woke up, it was also dawn.
The two teenagers touched their heavy heads and smiled at each other.
Once a man drinks, speaks the truth, and lives life and death together, he becomes a brother. How can there be any random polite words between brothers?
"What are your plans for the future?" Ye Junlin asked straightforwardly.
"What can I have planned? I am full now and the whole family is not hungry." Li Mo said with a smile: "So, I decided to rely on you. I will go wherever you go."
"Okay." Ye Junlin didn't say much, but every word was sonorous and powerful.
"I want to go to Ziyunhai."
"Let's go together!" Li Mo made an indifferent gesture.
The two young men made quick decisions, packed up quickly, and hit the road quickly. By the time Jiang Yi entered the city, they had already left Beimo City through another city gate.
Jiang Yi searched the city like crazy, but failed to find the young man he was looking for. He couldn't help but got angry again and cursed his men as "trash! Trash!".
Just when Jiang Yi was about to 'start the killing spree', a young warrior finally found out the whereabouts of Ye Junlin.
But after hearing this, Jiang Yi's face didn't look happy at all. Instead, he became even more angry: "I knew you didn't tell me earlier, you're a loser!"
After Jiang Yi scolded him, he kicked the warrior. The warrior did not dare to resist at all and took the kick forcefully.
At this time, Jiang Yi was afraid that Ye Junlin would escape, so he didn't bother to assemble his team. With only about 20 men and horses, he rushed out of the city and chased Ye Junlin.
The originally gloomy sky suddenly started to rain lightly.
The patter of raindrops fell on Jiang Yi, making the "tyrant" Jiang Yi even more furious. With nowhere to vent his anger, he suddenly exerted his strength and hit the horse hard with the whip. The horse felt pain and suddenly let out a cry.
But Jiang Yi didn't show the slightest pity. He exerted force with his wrists. After a while, the horse's body became a mess of flesh and blood.
It rained lightly, but this did not delay Ye Junlin from rushing on. A colorful round ball, like a protective shield, was placed on Ye Junlin. The rain hit the photomask and slid down one after another.
Li Mo, like Ye Junlin, also summoned a red light mask. But the White Wolf King disagreed, and sighed inwardly: "Human beings are hypocritical." Then he continued to walk into the drizzle with his head held high.
The earth began to tremble at this moment. Vaguely, there seemed to be more than twenty powerful auras coming from behind.
"Xiaobai, what's going on?" Ye Junlin asked.
"Okay." The White Wolf King sent a message to Ye Junlin with his soul, then slowly closed his eyes and felt it carefully.
"Three high-level profound practitioners, six intermediate-level profound practitioners, and eleven low-level profound practitioners are chasing us." White Wolf King replied.
"It's not a good thing!" Ye Junlin thought deeply for a while, then decided to avoid the danger for the time being, and took Li Mo and the White Wolf King to hide in a dense forest beside the road.
Jiang Yi arrived with his troops and horses in a flash, and the vast crowd of troops passed by Ye Junlin and others.
"It's actually someone from the Sword Forging Villa!" Ye Junlin said, with a murderous look in his eyes.
An old warrior wearing purple brocade clothes could not help but frown as he sensed murderous intent.
"Sir, there is murderous intent in the forest." The old man said to Jiang Yi.
"Oh?" Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows, seeming to be very interested.
"Let me see which little turtle dares to kill us." After Jiang Yi finished speaking, he suddenly started his horse and ran towards the forest where Ye Junlin was...