As Yue Pianling's words fell, it was already destined that there would be a bloody storm in Nanxuanzhou Mansion.
The purpose of this action is just like the name of the mission - Ghost Greetings.
The key to forcing the northern barbarian forces to make a choice is not at all the post that represents life and death. The most important thing is to create a ghost action that makes people feel frightened.
So this means that the forces that will not accept the post in the early stage will be wiped out and everyone in their forces will not be left alive. Even in order to make [Devil King], the ghost walking in the sun, more intimidating, the methods will be More cold and cruel.
Kill one party and surrender ten. This is the most effective and direct way Qin Fan can think of to break the centuries-old plan of the Northern Barbarians in a short period of time.
This also imitates the filial piety killing in Dark Art of War.
Even if someone later finds out that this method is too cruel, the bad reputation will be pinned on the head of Ye Mansion, or rather Ye Emperor.
This is the darkness it is destined to bear.
Those forces on the list have only three choices in the end: either wait for the purge, accept the name post representing "life" and betray the Northern Barbarians, or run away!
No matter which choice they make, these hidden dangers can be eradicated from Nanxuanzhou Mansion. As for asking for help from the Northern Barbarians, what awaits them will be a desperate situation.
Qin Fan thought for a moment and looked at Feng Modao:
"Inform Lao Huang and be prepared. If you find a powerful Northern Barbarian appearing, and if you are not sure of capturing him alive, you can kill him on the spot!"
Coupled with the reincarnated Black Thirteen and the two pseudo-celestial realm masters taking the lead, Qin Fan still didn't believe that the Northern Barbarians could break the situation with force.
Feng Mo nodded, looking a little eager to try.
After Yue Piaoling asked Qin Fan a few details, she left.
He can be said to be the most ruthless and decisive person in the romance, and he is the only one who can ensure the successful completion of this task, so he will become the Night Commander of the Ye Mansion.
Even Feng Mo, who had been following Qin Fan, might have felt a little unbearable during this period.
Yue Piaoling has witnessed the darkness of people's hearts since she was a child, and a shadow has been cast on her heart. The pure land of light deep in her heart can only accommodate a few people.
Other than that, he doesn't care about anything else.
Even if Qin Fan gave the order to the blood widow and ghost boy who had been his colleagues for many years, he would crush their necks without mercy as soon as possible.
"The falling stars and frost return to the night in mourning. Thousands of prides are as bright as the moon. The moon shines in the sky; it turns into a silent song and falls into the world of mortals. Everything looks like suffering, and the lonely rain falls..."
Hearing Qin Fan suddenly recite the poem "Yue Piao Ling", Feng Mo asked in confusion: "Your Majesty?"
"Nothing." Qin Fan sighed lightly, "I just feel that it is really right to create such a 'moon'."
"Lord!" Feng Mo's tone became serious at this moment, "'Yue' told me that he has always been grateful for your appearance that day, and that scene is something he will never forget.
It’s not so much that you created such a ‘moon’, but it was actually his own choice.
He is willing to be the moonlight hidden in the darkness. Even if the light it shines is filled with killings and corpses, to him the light is still pure and white.
Moreover, even if the way forward is full of thorns and blood, we will take the lead in paving a clean path for you."
(See Chapter 130 for some details.)
Qin Fan suddenly laughed a few times and said:
"Hahaha, I'm not going to let you take the blame for me. Let's go and drink with me."
Feng Mo nodded, but when he thought of Qin Fan's half-filled bottle, his originally stern face showed a moment of confusion.
Qin Fan had just taken a step when a prompt box suddenly popped up in front of him.
[It has been judged that the "Ghost Call" mission, as a hidden reward for the hegemony mission, is highly compatible with the "Demon King", and one million origin points will now be awarded to those with authority.]
'Tsk, that's so generous.'
Qin Fan's expression was not too surprised at this. The reason why he came up with this plan was because the title of "Demon King" inspired him.
A forgotten swordsman, a ghost in the sun, no one cares about them, but they also bring death.
The requirement of this mission itself is to use the player's ability to resurrect to enhance the deterrent effect, but there are probably not many players who can really make up their mind to accept this mission.
In fact, Qin Fan previously stated in the mission notes that he would have to die a few times. If it was more than a dozen times, it was obviously just a consolation. According to his estimate, it would take the [Devil King] thirty years to really raise the reputation of the Ghost Visitor. Second-rate.
It is also necessary to hand over ten name cards representing death.
For any player nowadays, dying thirty times is enough for him to clear all his skills and moves.
Looking at the reward for this mission, if it can reach the maximum number of times, it will naturally be a big profit. Adding the time limit for the start of the Qianlong List battle, Qin Fan guessed that it would be within thirty days.
Therefore, it is very difficult to send out fifty invitations in thirty days. If you can send one invitation per day, it is considered a success. After all, the opponent will not only kill the [Demon King].
There are many ways to imprison or temporarily stabilize him with words, thereby holding back the [Demon King].
Qin Fan's minimum requirement is for the ghost's greetings to become similar to ghost stories and spread throughout Nanxuan Prefecture. As long as this step is completed, it will be considered a success for him.
Immediately, he stopped thinking about these things. After leaving the Ming Tower with Feng Mo, he walked directly towards the tavern where Wan Jin Zui was sold.
On the other side, [Demon King], who had bought a ghost mask in the shortest possible time, approached Yue Piaoling.
"Senior, I need to buy some poison, the kind that can be hidden between the teeth and crushed to death.
The poison effect should be stronger at first, and it will only be enough if it can kill a Body Tempering Realm warrior later on."
After calming down, [Demon King] quickly discovered a quick way to complete this task. There was no need to make small talk or think of words to convince the other party.
After indicating his identity as a northern barbarian, the other party will either accept the 'life' name card, or he will die three times and hand over the 'death' name card.
All he has to do is race against time, and no one can stop him from taking the initiative to die!
And that "Thirteen Deadly Swords" was the reward he had to win. For this reason, he even decided to save the time of communication when facing each force when submitting invitations for the first time. He would commit suicide first.
To deter.
If the other party still talks nonsense the second time you submit a greeting message, then continue committing suicide.
Anyway, through the conversation with Qin Fan just now, he also discovered that this mission was not for him to talk to the target at all. In this case, in order to ensure speed, it was worth dying to the white number.
After all, when you have your own magic weapon, you also have the swordsmanship secret book that you most desire, and you can even show your face in front of Qin Fan, what does the mere loss of experience mean?
At this moment, Yue Piaoling looked at the other party with very satisfied eyes.
"You are very savvy, so let's consider the poison as privately sponsored by me. The current ghost market has sufficient supply in this regard."
Immediately, Yue Piaoling took [Demon King] in his arms and walked towards the Gu Poison hut.
A group of dozens of people were walking through the most prosperous street in the town. Although the doors of the shops on both sides were open, they looked unpopular, and there were very few pedestrians passing by.
This made several of the players feel a little guilty.
This is not the first town they have passed through, nor is it the first time they have seen such a desolate scene. It is just that they have been in Xuanyang Territory for so long that they are extremely uncomfortable.
Although the population of Xuanyang Territory was greatly reduced due to the invasion of the beast tide, due to the subsequent implementation of the plan to merge villages into towns and towns into cities.
As a result, the population in each town is still very large. In addition, Qin Fan has ensured the safety of the town after reorganizing order, and a large number of tourists come to Xuanyang Territory to live or play due to the ghost market, so almost everyone
The small town looks very lively.
Players in the Wangyou Ghost City camp originally thought that this was the norm, but now they discovered that this only happens in Xuanyang Domain.
Especially now, because the eight city lord positions are vacant, chaos occurs frequently in various domains, so even in broad daylight, it is rare to see people hanging out.
"This is nothing to take pictures of!" As someone who is used to always leaving the video recording function on, it was the first time that he took the initiative to turn off this function.
The depressive atmosphere brought by this small town made her feel a little uncomfortable, and even dampened her joy of just winning the first place in this month's event post.
It seems that during the competition for posts on this event, Sister Happy discovered some tricks.
The second-ranked one, that is, the post that took pictures of Xue Wuxia, is more popular among players than her post, after all, the other party posted it a few days earlier.
But the key to being overtaken by me lies in the influence of the people and events of that month!
The incident related to Xue Wuxia was the Dao Ghost Alliance. Although the impact of this incident was great, it could not suppress the destruction of Ten Thousand Poison Palace.
In addition, one is the new Daozi and the other is the master of Qinglong Pavilion. In terms of identity, the latter still beats the former by half, not to mention that there is a second protagonist, Shui Niesheng in the post she posted.
The advantage of two fighting against one is naturally more obvious.
The player who won second place could take pictures of Xue Wuxia. If some of the shots were placed on Yue Piaoling, who was pretending to be Qin Fan, they might even be able to get a 50-50 shot.
Originally, Sister Happy was very happy about this discovery, but after seeing so many desolate or chaotic towns along the way, she lost interest.
It is said that as a first test player, she was assigned to Xuanyang Domain from the beginning, and she was very close to Taoyuan Village. She was also the first batch of players to join the Wuyou Villa camp.
She can only know about the external situation from the forum. However, the players on the forum brag and bully every day. Maybe a few will discuss this aspect, but judging from the difficult situation of the players in the early stage, who the hell cares?
How miserable are these NPCs?
And when Sister Happy witnessed with her own eyes, people carefully hid in their homes, and only hurried out to buy food for a few days when the food reserves were insufficient.
The worried and frightened look on her face as she was afraid of being involved in the war between various forces made Sister Happy feel panicked in her heart.
"Why is this happening?"
"Probably because this town has not decided on a ruler yet, so this fight is inevitable." The person who spoke was Mi Xianchong, one of the four elders of the Poison Punishment Alliance.
He was not surprised by this scene. According to the news he received, the small town where his forces were located was even more chaotic.
The originally arrogant city lord was assassinated by an unknown force, causing the six gates to arrest people everywhere. As a result, when the moonlight fell, the whole city began to cry for murder.
As soon as the sun came up, there were corpses all over the place. There were officials and soldiers from the city lord's palace, members of the six sects, and disciples from various forces. In short, it was a mess.
He is not in a hurry to go back now. He just asks himself to guard the door and wait for his enemies to consume each other so that he can benefit.
Of course this is a good idea, but I wonder if other forces will give it this opportunity.
"Perhaps we can invite one of the forces in this town to join the Drug Punishment Alliance, and then help him rule this town smoothly."
Mi Xianchong touched his chin, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. This place was not too far from the small town where he was located, and it would be beneficial to him if he could support a force.
And as one of the four elders of the Poison Punishment Alliance, he has always wanted to shed this title and become the great elder of the Poison Punishment Alliance, or even the sole leader.
Then the support of some forces joining the alliance is indispensable.
Then he looked seriously at the accompanying players and the leaders of several forces in the Xuansha Domain and said:
"I have decided that in order to restore peace to this town as soon as possible, we must end this chaos!"
Nowadays, these four elders are considered disciples. Whenever they speak, they must first place themselves in a position occupying the moral high ground, so that any behavior they perform will appear to be a disciple.
The leaders of the forces who were ready to fight with Mi Xian nodded repeatedly and praised Bo Yuntian for his righteousness.
As for the players, they had no objections. When Mi Xianchong opened his mouth, they were given a mission. Now that they were still in double experience status, there was no way they would let go of this easy reward.
At this moment, a power leader stood up and said:
"Elder, I know something about this Gufeng Town. There is a Shafeng Gang with good strength, and its leader Sha Tongtian has admired you for a long time."
"Okay! It's him!"
Some of the players' eyes lit up, and they had some impressions of the name Sha Tongtian, which indicated that the opponent was probably the destiny body.
Immediately, everyone rushed towards the Shafeng Gang's station, but they smelled a pungent smell of blood just a few dozen meters away.
boom--!
After a sudden loud noise, everyone saw two figures rushing out from the third floor of the central building.
One was short and bald, with not even a hair on his head, his eyes were covered with red threads, and his eyes were protruding. He was Sha Tongtian, the leader of the Sand Wind Clan just introduced by the leader of the force.
The other person wore a gray robe covering his whole body, but what was exposed under the hood was a pale mask.
The masked man raised his arm, a bloody glove stretched out from his sleeve, and muttered in a low voice: "Imprisoning energy into stone!"
Then they discovered that an evil black wind enveloped Sha Tongtian, and his lower body began to petrify at a speed visible to the naked eye. This strange scene shocked everyone.