Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Mo Crow and Bai Feng shot at the same time, possessing the strength to fight head-on with the heirs of Guigu, and would definitely not be weaker than any Ninth-Rank peak master in the world.

However, at the moment when they started, Wu Lu and his party seemed to have made an agreement, and the rest of them rushed out from all directions, using various weapons and methods.

Wulu was not advancing but retreating. This old Baiyue man in his early fifties gave up his attack and went straight to the "salt refiner", shouting: "No one will try to take you away."

Mo Crow's complexion changed: "Not good!"

The black crow performed the technique of turning into a crow, and Bai Feng performed the three illusions of the phoenix dance. The two of them erupted with the strongest blow.

Chi!
A dagger popped out from the back of Mo Crow's hand, and hit Wu Lu precisely on the back of his heart. The latter paused and fell next to the "Salt Refiner".

The ink crow tugged and pulled, throwing Wulu away, and quickly asked: "Are you alright!?"

The "Salt Refiner" opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, and with a chuff, a slender, thin cut was opened in his throat, and blood spattered.

"Oops!"

Mo Ya and Bai Feng's expressions changed, and their expressions were gloomy.

Wu Lu died, but he held a thin sharp blade tightly in his hand, the edge of the blade was scarlet, and drops of blood slipped down.

Boom!

In the sky above the valley, there was thunder in the dark night, and electric snakes danced wildly.

Mo Ya and Bai Feng walked out of the tunnel, they looked up at the sky, and the lightning flashed down to light up the valley, reflecting their worried faces.

They, failed again.

"call-"

The ink crow let out a long breath, took out something, and released the bird signal.

An hour later, the staff of Bainiao and the night detectives all gathered outside the valley, and they moved away a thousand catties of refined salt and all kinds of strange-shaped refining equipment.

Several barrels of pitch-black stone paint (oil) from the land of Baiyue were sprinkled in the valley, and the black crow flicked it with his fingers, and two black bird feather charms, suddenly flint powder, rubbed in mid-air and ignited.

The bird feather talisman ignited, floated across the sky lightly, and landed lightly.

With a bang, the moment the Toba Talisman landed, flames erupted, burning up the entire valley in an instant.

Mo Crow ordered: "Retreat!"

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Kilometers away, on a mountainside

Li Changqing carried his sword box and held an umbrella, watching the fire in the valley a thousand meters away.

Apart from Li Changqing, Zi Nu, Yan Ling Ji, and Nong Yu were all there.

Yan Lingji felt dejected. Dozens of Baiyue people sacrificed for their master Tianze's plan and to revive Baiyue. Are these sacrifices worth it?
After a long time, Yan Lingji asked: "I will give you a thousand catties of refined salt. But why do you still leave the vessel for refining refined salt to Bainiao?"

"Aren't you afraid that night will find skilled craftsmen and first-class smelters to perfectly restore the refined salt refining process?"

The purple girl stood on the top of the mountain, her purple clothes outline her slender waist, her purple hair and purple eyes are charming and charming, she said indifferently: "Not to mention whether the night sky can perfectly replicate the refining process of refined salt."

"Even if it is done in a short period of time, the refined salt they extract will only be poison, a deadly poison more potent than arsenic."

Zi Nu suddenly showed a smile: "Besides, I left the containers on purpose and discharged them in an orderly manner just to allow them to quickly extract the highly toxic refined salt. If there is a first-class smelter, it can be done in about ten days."

"And with the power of the night, it is easy to find a first-class smelter."

Li Changqing echoed: "In order to make the plan flawless, these utensils are essential. However, without the most important step of purifying impurities, the refined salt, what Yemu gets will only become deadly poison."

"The crucial link, they are destined to never think of it."

Yan Lingji looked at Li Changqing with light blue eyes, and smiled: "You are so bad!"

"When Nightfall spends a lot of manpower, material and financial resources to finally refine the highly poisonous salt, their expressions must be quite interesting."

Li Changqing turned around and said: "Clean up, we should go back to Xinzheng."

"Once refined salt is on the market, it must start from Xinzheng."

When the girls heard the words, they turned around and followed Li Changqing. The three graceful figures stepped on the "Xuanji Step".

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At dawn, the black crow and white phoenix came to the Emerald Villa.

After hearing the description, Jade Tiger fell down the jasper wine bottle, feeling extremely painful, and said angrily, "Salt, my business empire, my business empire!"

"You two useless..." Jade Tiger turned around, pointing at Mo Ya and Bai Feng.

Mo Crow and Bai Feng had sharp eyes, and their aura fell on the Emerald Tiger.

Bai Feng said lightly: "I hate people pointing at me the most."

Emerald Tiger's face froze, and he snorted coldly: "Okay, let's see how you two will explain to the general when you return to Xinzheng."

Mo Crow said indifferently: "This is not a matter for Mr. Emerald Tiger to care about. Mo Crow has his own explanation."

Swish!Swish!
Two figures flew out and left the Emerald Villa.

The black crow and the white phoenix stood on the top of the tree, and the two were silent for a long time.

Bai Feng said with a worried face: "What will happen if you don't go back?"

Mo Ya calmly said: "If you don't go back, you will die. And it will be a miserable death. If you go back, there is still a chance of survival. Bai Niao needs us."

"As long as we are obedient and loyal enough, there is a high probability that we will not die now."

The young Baifeng looked at the sky, the dawn was breaking, the morning light was rising, the sky was blue and white clouds, he said softly: "Actually, I am more afraid of one thing than death."

Mo Crow blinked and asked, "Oh, what's the matter?"

Bai Feng replied seriously: "Compared with death, I am more afraid of not living, not really living."

When Mo Crow heard these words, his expression was moved. A touch burst from his heart, and a tiny electric current started from the brain, and instantly spread to the nerve endings, limbs and bones.

"Baifeng, you have grown up." Mo Ya smiled gratifiedly.

The young Baifeng blinked, not knowing why.

For some reason, he read a bit of ominous premonition from Mo Ya's gratifying smile. Is it an illusion?
Mo Ya suddenly laughed and said, "Do you dare to gamble with me again?"

Bai Feng asked: "What are you betting on?"

Mo Crow laughed and said, "Which of us will be the first to return to Xinzheng?"

Bai Feng shook his head: "Every time we compete, the result is the same speed, is there still a need to compete?"

"Needed." Mo Crow said solemnly: "Today, I will teach you another lesson. The hunter raised a falcon. This falcon is very smart."

"In order to survive, a smart falcon will not try its best every time it hunts, and will not catch all the prey at once; it looks forward to the day when it can spread its wings freely and fly with all its strength for itself."

Bai Feng looked confused, but he still agreed: "Okay, let's compare."

The ink crow chuckled, and a bird feather floated out of his hand, and the bird feather fell gently, slowly approaching the ground.

On the top of the tree, the black crow and white phoenix leaned forward, standing on the leaves with a lunge, ready to go.

The next moment, the black bird feather talisman fell to the ground.

It was at this moment, with two flashes, one black and one white lightning flew out, the two treetops made a swish sound, and the ink crow and white phoenix had long since disappeared.

The silhouettes of the two people flew across the mountains and forests, as if they were startled, and as fast as lightning.

Bai Feng stared at Mo Crow, who was ten feet away, with a surprised expression: "You, your speed?"

"Is this your real speed?"

Fighting intent ignited in Bai Feng's heart, his true qi was circulated to the extreme, his body skills were urged to the extreme, and every part of his body was fine-tuned to make himself fly faster.

He is studying, learning the movement posture shown by Mo Crow. In this regard, he has always been very talented. He created the top-notch movement technique of Phoenix Dance and Three Illusions when he was only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Mo Crow pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "This kid."

Today, Mo Ya decided to teach Bai Feng all the physical skills he knew, because he was afraid that one day in the future, he would suddenly have no chance again.

"Compared to death, I am more afraid of not living, not really living."

"Baifeng, Baifeng, I actually said this sentence when I was young. But do you know what price you have to pay for this sentence?"

Mo Ya suddenly smiled, flew upside down, and said backwards: "Boy, in terms of speed, you are still far behind."

"Come on, catch up with me."

Whoosh!Whoosh!
Bai Feng's eyes were excited, and he exploded with all his strength to catch up.