The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 181 Chivalrous and Soft (45)

It took half an hour to serve a meal, such an unsatisfactory messenger, I will ask Yao Yun to replace him tomorrow.

"Yes."

Leng Ci lowered his head, exited coldly and closed the door.

He held the tray in his hand and pursed his lips tightly. Before Yuan Luoxing was injured by Sikong Ling, he knew his chance had come, but now that Sikong Ling was here, he couldn't do anything.

It seems that there is no way to capture Yuan Luoxing today.

Thinking of another injured person on the bed, Leng Ci raised a smile on his lips.

Soon, he will be able to lead people to flatten this place, and it will not be too late to clean up Yuan Luoxing at that time.
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It was night, a large group of Jiang Hu people followed behind a young man in white, and groped in the dark to the mountain where the Demon Cult was located.

These people wore the gang uniforms of various sects, and their positions were divided according to the style of their clothes. Among them were some gangsters in rough linen clothes.

This group of people was organized, purposeful, and followed in an orderly manner. The formation was neat, so as not to disturb the patrolling guards in the Devil's Cult, and the voices of the people among them were very low.

"Master Leng, why is this road so steep? It's so dark here, are you sure you're on the right road?" Without lighting the torch, they didn't even know where they were going.

The surrounding area was so quiet, as if there was no human habitation. It stands to reason that the Devil's Cult knew that they would take action, and they should send people to patrol at night, but they walked all the way and didn't see anyone.

It's kind of weird to be so quiet.

"You can rest assured and follow me. In order to take you up the mountain in the dark today, after I got the topographic map, I walked here many times in the middle of the night. I have long engraved this road in my heart, and I will definitely not go wrong. "

With cold words and certainty, the person who asked the question felt a little relieved.

In order to completely destroy the existence of the Devil's Cult, Master Leng came out of the Dark Camp of the Devil's Cult and made his way step by step to the present day. He is a decent man and would deceive them for no reason.

"Everyone behind, please follow carefully and don't fall behind. The success or failure of destroying the Demon Cult depends on this. No one is allowed to fall behind."

The people behind responded in a low voice, and supervised each other.

They stumbled forward all the way, and when they reached halfway up the mountain, a black shadow suddenly flashed past.

The crowd suddenly became alarmed, "Did someone run past us just now?"

"I also saw a black shadow just now."

"Everyone, don't shout, so as not to attract more people, listen to my password, and rest martial law in place." Someone raised his voice to stabilize the situation.

Those who still wanted to scream were covered by the calm people around them, and the team became quiet in an instant, and they could hear all the troubles clearly.

After a while, a noisy flute sound sounded. A group of people found the sound of the flute unpleasant and searched for its source.

The whirring flute sounded in his ears, Luo Xing looked at the expression on the face of the captured man who wanted to die, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a look of helplessness flashed across his eyes.

The little thing didn't know what happened recently, so she played the flute when she was free. She had seen the expressions of the Demon Cultists before, and thought that Sikong Ling's flute sounded better, but she was immune to hearing it.

A group of people were lying on the ground, Luo Xing disguised the demon cultists according to their appearance, and asked Yan Xiao to take them into the team after the disguise was finished.

Yan Xiao learned the martial arts from the dragon and phoenix picture, and his body-light kungfu was as fast as a ghost, and he brought him out without anyone noticing, and then sent him back without anyone noticing.

When the number of people was almost the same, Luo Xing clapped his hands, then wiped his hands with a wet handkerchief, "It's up to them next."

"Baby Xing, what did they do? Who are these people on the ground?" Sikong Ling finally put down his magic flute, and came over curiously. Almost synchronized.

Luo Xing stretched out his hand and held Sikong Ling's well-articulated hand, "It's getting late, go back to sleep."

Si Kong Ling was led away for a while before he realized that his attention had been diverted again, "Xingbaby, you haven't told me why you asked Uncle Yan to arrest so many people."

"I'll tell you tomorrow."

"I guess I know now." He was curious now.

Some of those people's clothes looked familiar, as if they were disciples of some orthodox gangs.

"Be good, eat candy." Luo Xing stuffed a candy backhand and put it in Sikong Ling's mouth.

The piece of candy was huge, Sikong Ling couldn't speak, fearing that the candy would fall out, so he could only keep quiet and follow.

After returning to the Demon Cult, Si Kong Ling was able to speak, but Luo Xing lay down on the soft couch and closed his eyes to sleep.

Sikong Ling pursed his mouth angrily, and sat far away staring at Luoxing.

Angry.

He didn't even tell him, he went to see it himself.

Si Kong Ling stood up and walked out quietly.

"Stop, come here." Luo Xing opened his eyes slightly.

Sikong Ling bit his lower lip, walked over to Luoxing and sat down in a moment.

He turned his back to Luoxing, with an awkward look on his face.

If you don't tell him, and don't allow him to see it by himself, Xingbao is not cute at all.

Luo Xing stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, "Your cold poison is about to flare up, don't run around."

Sikong Ling counted with his fingers, and it was indeed tonight. The last time the cold poison broke out and almost killed Baby Xing, he still has lingering fears.

Sikong Ling couldn't think of anything immediately, and quietly leaned against Luoxing's arms and closed his eyes to absorb the warmth.

Xingbaobao is very warm, which keeps him from being so cold that he wants to hit someone.

Luo Xing wrapped Si Kongling with spiritual power, dispelling the chill deep in his body, in fact, she also really wanted to go to the theater.

When the fight breaks out, she can still sneak in and fight.

[…] A pious little pity.

The task target's father is going to have a cold attack, and you only think about fighting.
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The long team rested for a quarter of an hour, no more shadows were seen, and a group of people got up and continued to climb.

In the back, the road is even steeper, and it is even more difficult to climb up under the black lights.

Someone in the crowd fell down and screamed again and again.

Leng Ci, who was walking at the front of the line, raised the corners of his lips, stopped suddenly, and said in a raised voice, "Do it."

Those standing close to him were quickly choked and knocked unconscious to the ground.

The people who were a few steps behind saw it, and immediately took out their swords and pointed at Leng Ci, "Master Leng, what do you mean?"

The man's voice hadn't finished yet, and the crowd behind quickly became agitated.

"Uh...Senior Brother Song, what are you doing?"

"Ah~ master, why did you suddenly attack your disciple?"

"Sister."

"Senior brother..."

Some people said in reverse, "No, I've been tricked, and withdraw quickly."

"If you want to run, can you still run?" Leng Ci sneered, and a large number of people from Hidden Sword Villa rushed out from the dark.

A group of people fought together quickly in the dark, and they couldn't tell which ones were from Hidden Sword Villa and which ones were from their own, so they could only wait for someone to fight back before fighting back.

　Is it strange that my mountain has no name, don't ask me why, because I don't remember where it was mentioned, and I'm afraid of making mistakes.

　　(Shy face.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)