The infinite redemption of the Holy Light

Chapter 259 Mask Collection
A month later, the Demon League was established and announced to the world.

Tu Shan, Nanguo, Beishan, and Western Western Regions, the four major demon kingdoms have all joined the Demon League and passed the agreement proposed by Tu Shan.

The speed of the process surprised everyone.

Immediately afterwards, many people in the Dao League responded one after another. Basically, many young talents in the Dao League publicly declared their support for building a peaceful world with the Dao League.

Among them, headed by the young lady of the Dongfang family and the next-generation heir of the royal family, and the new hero of the Dao League, Wang Ming, is in contact with the secular forces, and the Five Poison Sect is the executor behind it. The alliance ruled in divisions.

It is said that there is a huge force behind it.

For a moment, Daomeng fell into a huge shock, not knowing what to do.

"Hey, have you heard? Is Daomeng really going to negotiate with Yaomeng?"

"I heard that Ximen Chuisha of the Ximen family and Jin Renfeng, the head disciple of the Dongfang family, were killed by the Poison Emperor at the border of the Southern Kingdom a month ago. The monster race is so hateful, why should we live in peace with those hateful monsters?"

This is a simple and unsophisticated hall, and countless people holding swords are discussing outside the hall.Inside a huge mountain villa in the depths of the main hall, there is a charm of time.

No one dares to underestimate this hall, because this is the strongest and oldest family in the Dao League - the royal family.

But it didn't take long before the peaceful atmosphere here was suddenly broken.

At this time, a cloud of fire descended slowly from the sky, and Wang Huan looked at the huge sword array suddenly assembled below with a peaceful expression.

The sword energy below shot straight into the sky, and the huge formation surrounded the hall, as if there was something suppressing the core of the entire sword formation.

"What are you doing here?" A smiling old servant flew into the sky like a rich man.

But besides the head of the royal family, he is the butler who can best decide the affairs of the royal family.

Wang Huan looked at him kindly: "I'll borrow the sword."

"What kind of sword do you take?" the old servant said with a smile.

"A sword of heaven and earth." Wang Huan said indifferently: "I'm like lending a sword to a person, let him open up a path for the world's creatures in advance."

It was the seventh day of July.

A certain party was staring blankly at the scabbard in his hand.

Mask sword fairy, no, Wang Quan Baye still wore a mask like a clown, and he suddenly flew to a place.

Because there are two lines of characters engraved on the scabbard: "The seventh day of the seventh month, Bamboo Pavilion on the Huaishui River."

On the Huai River, a small boat in the big river slowly passed by. A beautiful woman in light green clothes held a flute and looked at the blue sky. Finally, she came to a bamboo pavilion with green mountains and green waters with some regret.

She seemed to be waiting for something, glancing in all directions.

"Hey, what are you doing?" A voice suddenly sounded from the bamboo pavilion.

Dongfang Huaizhu suddenly raised his head and saw the voice she was expecting, standing on the top of the bamboo pavilion.

She smiled and jumped back into the boat.

Wang Quan Baye suddenly floated, and floated to the cabin in the middle of the small boat, and sat on it: "Miss, do you want to play a song?"

"Actually, I don't know." Dongfang Huaizhu said calmly.

She deliberately pretended to have a cold face: "Actually, I chose to use the bamboo flute as a magic weapon, just because it was the most beautiful among the magic weapons given by my father when I first learned magic..."

"Besides, I don't know how to recite poems, sing, play chess, calligraphy, cook or cook, and I don't even think about washing dishes and stacking quilts—the only thing I'm good at is fighting." Dongfang Huaizhu kept saying Narrating.

Finally she stopped, the corners of her mouth curled up: "Disappointed?"

Holding the sword in his arms, the masked sword fairy suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly: "Hahahahahahaha!!"

Amidst the long laughter, Wang Quan Baye stood up suddenly, took Dongfang Huaizhu's hand, stepped on the board of the boat, and pulled her straight into the sky.

"I don't know anything in my life, I can only be handsome with a sword-are you disappointed?"

In the azure water of the river, King Quan Hegeye dragged her across the water, like a pair of mandarin ducks, and finally reached above the white clouds.

"Throw away the mask!" Dongfang Huaizhu suddenly stretched out his hand, took off the mask of King Quan and Hegemony, and threw it into the water.

Wang Quan Baye showed a handsome face, and looked at the thrown mask with a wry smile: "I'm the big brother of the mask, it's not good if I don't wear a mask."

"Who doesn't let you wear a mask anymore, I just prepared a better one for you."

Dongfang Huaizhu smiled, and took out a new mask from his bosom.

"This is a gift from me to you."

……

In a dilapidated Taoist temple somewhere, there is a dilapidated signboard with three big characters "Potianguan" engraved on it, which seems to fall off at any time.

A beautiful young girl in a yellow Taoist robe and white lining, with a mask that covers her eyes like a butterfly, jumped into the Taoist temple.

There is a huge stone statue in the Taoist temple.

The stone statue looked like a Taoist. It was very tall, a full [-] meters long. A voice suddenly came from inside the stone: "Girl, what do you want?"

"I want... Yu Yulou's Yuehua Amber Bracelet, Tiansang Pavilion's Yuxia Immortal Clothes [-]th Anniversary Edition, and a lot of food from Yaoxinzhai..."

The voice in the stone statue was taken aback for a moment: "Uh... girl, what do you want?"

He seemed to repeat only one sound.

"You can give it to me when you want to take advantage of the next month's discount." The girl's words seemed to be deliberately difficult.

The face of the huge stone statue was even sweating, "...girl...what do you want?"

"Leave if you don't see me off." The girl pretended to leave.

"Hey, don't! I, I will send it!"

With a snap, a figure suddenly rushed out from above the stone statue, hitting the statue's stone face all of a sudden: "Hey, what are you doing!"

"As the interviewer of this issue, how can you say unnecessary words?" This is a person wearing a black facial mask and holding a black long sword.

The so-called contact person is to play the role of distinguishing the identity of the comer and protecting the organization.

"If you say redundant words like this, it's easy to expose the organization!"

"But..." The face of the statue was helpless, and it suddenly turned into a person with a three-eyed mask: "But... junior sister..."

The beautiful girl stuck out her tongue: "It's bad, I can't stick to my duties, and I want to blame me, and don't call me junior sister."

"Please call me the beautiful fantasy swordsman."

A group of figures suddenly flew out from the teleportation array in the sky.

"Junior Sister, don't mess around."

(End of this chapter)