Star Trace Gate

With a precise strike from the Fairy of Flowers, the wall-breaking spike went straight into Niu Xi's anus.

Following closely behind, Ren Ye, Dapanglong and Guitoudao, together they lifted Niu Xi's body, followed the poison wine pot that led the way, rushed out of the illusion, and jumped into the tunnel together.

After the five people left the inner courtyard, Du Jiuhu, who was familiar with the environment of the tunnel, was responsible for the rear guard. He used the earth escape technique to gather the mud and gravel in the tunnel while escaping, so that it blocked the entrance and formed a closed shape.

In this way, even if the soldiers coming to reinforce discovered the tunnel, they would not be able to jump in and chase after them.

When they were leaving, the fat dragon asked with some curiosity, "Where did Weng Sanren go? Wasn't he with you?"

"…His mother died suddenly, and his father hanged himself. It was an emergency, and his parents told him in their dreams that he went home to attend the funeral." The Poison Wine Pot replied with gritted teeth.

Everyone didn't understand why, but they could all feel that the Poison Wine Pot was already furious.

All five of them were injured, and they had to escort Niu Xi, whose back injury was blown, so they didn't dare to be careless. They could only move through the tunnel as fast as they could, trying to get to a safe place as soon as possible.

Fortunately, the journey was safe and sound. It took everyone less than a quarter of an hour to rush out of the tunnel and leave the Wohu Temple.

While fleeing through the mountains and fields, Ren also looked back and saw that beacons had been lit around the Wohu Temple to report military intelligence, and there were war horses, torches and flags everywhere.

Obviously, after Niu Xi was captured alive, the entire Wohu Temple was in chaos, and generals at all levels went crazy.

At this time, if Ren Ye and the other five were blocked and captured alive, they would have to face more than 10,000 extremely angry soldiers, more than 10,000 war horses, iron horseshoes, leather whips and so on... The consequences would be absolutely unimaginable.

After running for several miles in the mountains and fields, the five people arrived at the place where the military horses had been hidden in advance.

The fat dragon stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and whispered: "I never thought that the spy's work would be so exciting and interesting, much better than in..."

Far more than what?

Ren Ye muttered to himself as he looked at him, as if he was looking forward to the second half of the sentence.

The fat dragon glanced at Ren Ye and continued, "Alas, it's much more straightforward than some of the things that happen in the martial arts world."

Haha, this old guy is really cunning and is very cautious.

Although the Fat Dragon stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, he actually did not feel exhausted or tired. He was just too excited that he was sweating excitedly.

After a brief pause, the five men prepared to mount their horses and leave.

"Tap!"

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Weng Sanren running towards them with an anxious expression and disheveled hair.

When he saw his five teammates and Niu Xi, he immediately cried with joy and said, "You actually accomplished what you did? God really helped us six gentlemen! It's a blessing, a great blessing! When I came back just now, I had made up my mind. If the five of you are not out of trouble, I will bring the treasure to the Crouching Tiger Temple and stay with the five brothers to fight a matter of life and death. Even if we are crushed to ashes, we will never separate."

The five people just watched him perform quietly and smiled as if to say "Fuck you".

The fat dragon looked at him and asked politely, "Brother Sanren, have your parents been buried?"

"? What do you mean?" Weng Sanren looked confused.

"Shameless villain." Poison Wine Pot made a brief comment and then jumped on his horse.

No one paid any attention to him. They handed the unconscious Niu Xi to Gui Toudao and then rode away on their horses.

Weng Sanren followed behind on horseback, still shouting: "Wait for me, brothers. Master Fo, I see you are injured... I have a Qi Jin Gu Pill, which is very good for treating external injuries."

Ren Ye was stunned while riding on his horse: "Bring it here."

"then."

Weng Sanren didn't just say it, he raised his hand and threw two pills to Ren Ye.

The pill exuded a strong fragrance, was about the size of a human eye, and had a fluorescent glow on its surface. It was obvious at first glance that it was a priceless miracle drug.

This old guy really runs when he has something to do, and he can be regarded as the track and field champion of the Bulao Mountain area. But he is also willing to spend money when he encounters something. There are many treasures in his crotch. Not only did he give two to Ren Ye, he also gave two to each of the others.

But even so, no one still cares about him.

In Crouching Tiger Temple, there was chaos and leaderlessness; on the official road, the moonlight was bright, and the six gentlemen walked against the wind.

……

About an hour later.

Late at night, in the main hall of the Bulao Villa, Wu Yuanjun, the witch leader of the White Python tribe, was standing at the window of the third-floor attic, staring in the direction of the Crouching Tiger Temple.

He was wearing a blue robe, with half of his slightly yellowish hair tied up on top of his head, and he looked very quiet.

On the left, a little boy about six or seven years old, wearing a decent and gorgeous dress, with a pretty and cute face, asked: "Daddy, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Wu Yuanjun was silent for a while, then smiled bitterly and said, "Dad wants to see tomorrow's weather, whether it will be windy or sunny."

"Daddy is so busy with official duties, how can he have the leisure to observe the wind?" The little boy did not understand the meaning of the witch master's words, and only advised naively: "Mom is concerned about your health, so you should go to bed early."

"You have to observe. Only by understanding the wind direction can you save many people and many things." Wu Yuanjun turned his head slightly and touched his son's head lovingly: "Jing'er, it's getting late. Go to bed early."

"Tap!"

While the father and son were talking, the sound of footsteps stopped outside the attic.

Then, a voice came: "Report to the witch master, the six gentlemen have returned to the villa and successfully captured Niu Xi."

Wu Yuanjun paused for a moment, turned around and said, "Bring my second brother into the hall first, and then order the six gentlemen to wait outside the hall. I will talk to them one by one later."

"As ordered!"

"My second uncle is here, but why did the guard say he was arresting me?" The little boy in fancy clothes looked up and asked his father.

"…He mis-worded it. Dad just wants your second uncle to come over and sit down with him." Wu Yuanjun replied calmly, then raised his head and said, "Come here, take Jing'er back to his room to rest."

……

Outside the palace of Bulao Mountain Villa, after Ren Ye and the other six people returned, they handed Niu Xi over and then sat in the messenger room waiting to be summoned by Wu Yuanjun.

Soon, several servants came in with dinner, fine wine, and top-quality tea, and served the six gentlemen.

Everyone first used some medicine to treat the external injuries on their bodies. The methods were varied, but very effective.

However, no one chose to use the Yiqi Jingu Pill given by Weng Sanren. This showed that the five people were very knowledgeable and could see that the pill was very valuable and it would be a pity to use it; secondly, Weng Sanren's character had been ranked the lowest in everyone's mind, and no one trusted him and was afraid that he would secretly poison them.

After taking care of the external injuries, everyone began to eat, drink and relax.

"Just now, I heard from the housekeeper in the palace that the witch master will meet with each of us separately in a while?" Weng Sanren blinked and asked softly, "But this mission has been completed. According to common sense, if there is a meeting, it should be met by everyone together. Why do we have to talk individually?"

The big fat dragon ate the vegetables and had already gulped down two bowls of rice. "Although the six of us share the same name, we each have our own mission in this incident of capturing Niu Xi. In addition, the situation in Bulao Mountain has changed suddenly, and undercurrents are surging. The witch master also needs to identify the capable people around him, who are the ghosts and who are the humans. Haha, even a childhood playmate like Niu Xi has betrayed us, let alone us. There is only one purpose for meeting alone, and that is to know... the true performance and reaction of the six of us in this operation."

"That makes sense." The Poison Wine Pot agreed: "The Witch Master is too high up, and there are many things he can't see or see clearly. Only when we meet alone can we say something that no one else knows and that is convenient."

Ren Ye looked up when he heard this: "So, brothers, what are you going to say?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

After a moment, it was Gui Tou Dao who spoke first: "In this operation, the five of us risked our lives, and we have done our best. If any one of us is missing, Niu Xi will not be captured. When I meet the witch master later, I will report the outstanding performance of all the brothers truthfully and objectively. In a word, we share the happiness and the difficulties together."

"I agree. The five of us brothers are all upright people, so we will naturally stand together." The Poison Wine Pot nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely speak well of you in front of the witch master and strive to get the best rewards for you all."

"As a child of the Jianghu, you must act in an upright manner." Baihua Fairy nodded slightly: "I will also report the truth."

"No problem." Ren Ye immediately agreed, "I am very lucky to have made friends with you all during this trip to Bulao Mountain. Come on, let's drink this cup together."

"Okay!" The fat dragon glanced at everyone and raised his cup with a smile.

When Weng Sanren saw this scene, his heart was broken: "Brothers, what about me? What about me?"

Everyone glanced at him and asked in unison: "Who are you?"

"Brothers, you don't recognize me?!" Weng Sanren suddenly stood up, raised his arms, and slid them towards the ground.

"Wow!"

In an instant, five piles of star sources emerged, each pile containing twenty thousand.

"Do you recognize this thing?" Weng Sanren pointed at Xingyuan and asked with a smile.

The five people looked at the neatly arranged star sources with awe in their hearts.

The fat dragon was the first to greet, "Brother, please take a seat."

"There's a life or death stake between the six of us, so we'll have to say nice things to each other later!"

"Let me be objective. The reason why Brother Sanren turned around and ran away just now was mainly to get the treasure, and this was also for our safety." After Ren Ye received the Xingyuan, he said seriously and solemnly: "He is still... not bad."

"I agree."

"Drink together, drink together!"

"...!"

Damn, this Star Gate is so profitable. I’ve already made $95,000 from unexpected gains alone.

What a pleasure.

……

In the main hall of Bulao Mountain.

Wu Yuanjun sat behind the desk, staring at Niu Xi on the ground with bright eyes, and asked softly: "You and I have been sworn brothers since childhood, and have shared honor and disgrace for many years. Why are you turning against me now?"

Niu Xi lowered his head and said in a daze: "Brother, I didn't rebel against you, and I didn't think about pleasing the emperor, getting promoted and getting rich."

"Then why did you do this?" Wu Yuanjun asked calmly.

Niu Xi knelt on the ground, and after a long silence, he said with tears on his face: "For the people, for the dead souls, for the women, children, the elderly and the weak in my southern Xinjiang whose families have lost their male members. Big brother... For a hundred years, there have been constant wars in southern Xinjiang. Now that the country has been settled, it is time to recuperate. We are resisting... How long will we have to fight? How long...?!"

In the empty hall, a slightly sad voice echoed, and the light flickered.