"Sir, go up directly from here. It is the holy land of Dongyue Continent, Qianyue Palace. Should we take a rest first?" A leading mercenary looked at the towering Mochouya and turned around and said respectfully to a man in the robe behind him.
If Yue Moqing was still in the holy land, she would definitely recognize that the person who spoke was Xu Yiwang, who had met once in the quiet leader!
The mercenaries brought by Xu Yiwang were all very strange. As the deputy captain of the law enforcement team of the Wangyue City Mercenary Union, he was also a powerful person. However, throughout the way, this deputy captain respected the group of robe behind him, just like a loyal errand.
However, none of them were fools. They knew that Xu Yiwang was so pleased with people, and their origins must be extraordinary and they could not discuss them. So although they felt confused, no one was so stupid that they spoke out.
"Can."
After hearing Xu Yiwang's words, an old man in the white robe responded lightly, his voice a little hoarse, but he was full of arrogance.
Xu Yiwang didn't mind either. He raised his butt and turned his head with a smile on his face, shouting at the mercenaries: "Stay in place, don't run around!"
That expression was as respectful as the previous one in front of the man in the robe!
The mercenaries cursed in their hearts, but they took the order with a smile on their faces, and they all smiled and said, "Yes, Captain Xu!"
Xu Yiwang nodded with satisfaction, then moved his eyes to the dangerous cliff, frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a long time, he called a mercenary and asked, "Is there any news about Yisen?"
"There is still no, but our people are still looking for them, so there should be soon." The mercenary did not dare to look at Xu Yiwang and said ungratefully.
"Should? Hehe..." Xu Yiwang smiled slightly and set his eyes on the mercenary's face.
The latter lowered his head with a panic look on his face. As Xu Yiwang's subordinate for many years, he naturally knew what Xu Yiwang would react next.
As expected, after Xu Yiwang smiled, he suddenly shouted loudly: "Waste!"
"A person of such a big one is lost like this? I can't even find it. Even if I die, at least I have a corpse, right? What big ones do you eat? There are so many people in the Blood Mercenary Group, are they all gone out of thin air? Find it for me again! If you can't find it, don't come back!"
"Yes!" the mercenary nodded, and then turned around and left, but he secretly complained in his heart: "You said that Xu Yilin is so big, and he can be missing. Can you blame me? If you blame me, you can only blame your Xu family for not being good at planting. Such a fool has been searching for you. Brothers have been searching for so many days, and there is no news at all. It is so easy to find it. Look for me!"
Of course, he definitely did not dare to say these words, so he could only secretly complain in exchange for a little sense of inner balance.
"Bad!" Looking at the mercenary's back, Xu Yiwang cursed again, but an unknown premonition arose in his heart. He began to regret that he should not have leaked this action to his younger brother Xu Yilin so early.
In his opinion, the reason why Xu Yilin disappeared must be related to the Qianyue Palace and this mission.
Except for him who was trapped in Qianyue and was captured by the people from Qianyue Palace by himself, Xu Yiwang could not think of any other reason that could make Xu Yilin disappear, because no one dared to attack Xu Yilin, whether it was Wangyue City or Shacheng nearby cities.
Not to mention his own heavenly level cultivation and the strength of the Blood Mercenary Group, just the two brothers Xu Yiwang and Xu Yiran, both hold important positions in the Mercenary Union of Wangyue City, and few people dare to think about touching Xu Yilin and his Blood Mercenary Group.
It was because Xu Yilin knew this clearly during his lifetime that he dared to do things so unscrupulously.
As a result, he met Yue Mochen, a pervert who had just emerged from the holy land, so he was killed directly.
Speaking of Yue Mochen, he was still in the ancient ruins at this time. Like Yue Yaolan who had just left, he was completely unaware of the Qianyue Holy Land being at the city.
"Hongyue, the Five Stones, is it really that important?" Yue Mochen pulled his thoughts out of the Qianyue Palace and looked at Hongyue and asked.
Hongyue nodded blankly, as if she didn't know why Yue Mochen suddenly asked this question, because Yue Mochen had always recognized the fact that the five-color stone was very important.
"Since that is so important, why not arrange everything? Why do you want such a person to be the messenger of the Five-Colored Stone?" Yue Mochen turned his head slightly and set his eyes on the face of the old man in the Qing family. Perhaps because he knew that his words had something to vent, he subconsciously avoided Hongyue's eyes.
Hongyue was silent, looked at Yue Mochen, and then looked at Qingtong on the ground, with a faint sadness in her expression.
: "Young Master..." Hong Yue said leisurely: "No matter how the other four envoys choose, Hong Yue will stay by the Young Master."
When Yue Mochen heard this, a warm current rose in his heart, but then he suppressed it. Although Hongyue had been trying his best to help him, without any slight harm, Yue Mochen always had a feeling in his heart that a conspiracy that had been planned and implemented since ancient times had been shrouding him. Therefore, no matter how much he experienced with Hongyue, he always had a sense of prevention in his heart.
Yue Mochen didn't want to doubt Hongyue, but he couldn't find a reasonable explanation for the facts. All of this was not all coincidence, right?
Maybe everything that happened to me was too strange, so I felt that way. Yue Mochen comforted herself like this.
After Hongyue finished speaking, she didn't wait for Yue Mochen to speak, and she turned into a rabbit form, but she didn't just jump up to Yue Mochen's shoulders like before, and just stayed quietly, looking a little helpless.
Yue Mochen turned his head and looked at Hongyue silently. After a long time, he bent down and picked up Hongyue's petite body.
Hongyue obediently hung her body around Yue Mochen's neck. The latter smiled knowingly, then lifted the single-final sword and walked towards Qingtong again.
When the Qing family Zun Lao saw him, although he was curious about how Hongyue existed, he did not have the heart to think about it carefully. He just begged Yue Mochen again: "Brother Xia Ye, don't kill my young master, I can exchange it with a secret about it."
"Secret?" Yue Mochen's single-final sword that had been raised was fixed in the air, and turned his head with interest to look at the old man of the Qing family.
"What's the secret?"
Just when the old master of the Qing family was about to speak, Qing Tong, who didn't know that he had escaped, just woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Yue Mochen's single-final sword raised. He was so scared that he almost broke his fear. He couldn't help but exclaim: "Don't kill me, I'm not Qing Tong, don't kill me..."