The task object always does not follow the routine [Quick Pass]

Chapter 5 received five small waste materials

At night, the moon and stars were sparse, and there were several teams of people patrolling back and forth in front of the mountain gate of the Cangqiong faction.

At this time, there was a rustling sound in the woods, and several shadows poked their heads out of it.

"Boss, this small sect is quite cautious, there are still so many people patrolling at such a late hour."

"With just this few people, it can be solved in a few strokes. The Sky Sect is the best sect to conquer in this area. This mission is only allowed to succeed, not to fail."

"Understood, boss, when shall we do it?"

"Wait, wait until the third watch."

In the guest room, a thick red candle tirelessly shed tears.The candlelight reflected a slender figure leaning against the window waiting for something.

At this time, the butler knocked on the door, holding a tray with fine patterns engraved in his hand, on which were steaming two dishes and one soup.

"Xie Daxia, the young master has not eaten yet, look..."

Murong opened the door and glanced at the untouched food, then frowned slightly, this little bastard has learned how to go on a hunger strike.

"Put it here, I'll go find him."

"Hey." The butler quickly brought the tray into the room.

When Mu Rong went out, he went straight to the woods where they practiced their swords. After stepping into the bushes, a piercing sword aura rushed straight to the door.

Murong hurriedly turned over to dodge, broke a branch, and became entangled with the other party.

After fighting with dozens of moves, the opponent showed his defeat. After a while, the sword was kicked away by Murong, and the sharp branch pointed directly at the man's throat.

After seeing the man's appearance clearly, Murong sighed lightly and threw away the branch.

"Ajin."

Bai Jin didn't respond to him, and sat on the ground angrily, hating himself for being useless, he could only take dozens of moves from his master, not even a hundred moves.

"Ah Jin, go eat."

"I won't eat." Bai Jin said angrily.

"Why, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you have such a big temper?"

"I..." Bai Jin wanted to say that it was because of the martial arts conference, but after thinking about it, he held back.What is he trying to say?Do you continue to act like a baby to Master to make him change his mind?

This will only make Master look down on him even more!

Master hates the weak most.

"I'm not hungry."

Mu Rong saw that he clearly had something on his mind, but he didn't want to say it, and he couldn't, so he patted his head and sighed in his heart that the child had grown up.

"Eat as much as you're not hungry, don't waste the painstaking efforts of the housekeeper."

Hearing the concern beyond his words, Bai Jin felt a sore nose, the warm hands on his head comforted him as always, he couldn't help but rushed over and hugged Mu Rong tightly.

"Master, don't leave me behind."

"Okay, okay, I won't leave you behind."

"really?"

"Go to dinner, and I won't leave you behind."

"Okay, I'm going to eat, master will eat with me."

"Ah."

The two went back to the house to eat together, and they ate until the third watch.

There was a strange movement in the woods, and with the sound of the watch, dozens of black figures jumped out and rushed straight to the mountain gate of the Cangqiong Sect.

The shining sword was waving chaotically in the silent and dark night, and the dazzling blood swayed in the air, kicking off the prelude to the bloodbath.

There are really not many people in the Cangqiong faction, and the whole faction adds up to no more than a hundred people, so soon, without even hearing a few screams, corpses were piled up at the feet of the bandit-like shadows.

"It's not good...it's not good, thank you, Master, the mountain gate was attacked, everyone...everyone died..."

At this time, one of the three disciples selected by Mu Rong at noon ran over with his face covered in blood. When he mentioned the miserable situation in the front yard, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

When Murong heard this, his heart skipped a beat, it's still here!

"Ah Jin, you hide here and don't make a sound, just wait for me to come back." Murong hurriedly ordered Bai Jin to put on his sword and leave with the disciple.

"Come on, take me to see it."

"Master!" Bai Jin wanted to follow, but was locked in the room by Mu Rong.

Hearing the sounds of fighting and screams coming from the front yard, Bai Jin's heart beat so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat.

Looking in the direction of the front yard worriedly, Bai Jin paced back and forth in the room anxiously.

Murong followed the disciple to the front yard, and what he saw was blood droplets dancing with the tip of the sword. The strong smell of blood hit his sense of smell and made him want to vomit.

It's been a long time since he saw blood, and this level made him sick to his stomach.

"Thank you, Master, be careful!"

In a daze, I only heard a crisp sound of cracking silk in my ears.Murong quickly reached out to help the person who fell in front of him, his hands were wet and sticky with blood.

"Qingyue!"

"Thank you, Master..." Qing Yue couldn't stop spitting blood, that face that was ecstatic earlier, now there was nothing but ashes.

Lying on the ground not far away were all the people who had been with him day and night in the past ten years, the housekeeper, the cook, a few servants who often came in and out of his room, and a few disciples who often reported to him about the situation in the sect... …

They all died under the swords of those bastards in front of them!

Mu Rong had never felt so angry before, his eyes were red and he growled softly.The sharp sword was unsheathed again, and the slender sword shadows were harvesting every enemy's life without hesitation.

The feared number one killer in the arena is just like Shura who is fighting bloody battles at this time, treating human life like nothing.

It's a pity that they are outnumbered, and no matter how sharp a sword is, it will become dull after being corroded by enough blood.

Mu Rong supported the ground with his sword, covered in blood.Surrounded by men in black who were frightened by him, they hesitated to act rashly.

Bai Jin was in the room listening to the suspected master's roar in the front yard, feeling very anxious.Something must have happened to Master!

Picking up the stool and banging on the window fiercely, Bai Jin broke through the window and fled to the front yard.

"Hehe, you really deserve to be Xie Rong, the well-known Dugu swordsman in the world. With just one person, he killed most of my men." At this time, the boss, a man in black, clapped his hands and praised him, and started to poach people. thought.

"It can be seen that Xie Daxia has a deep affection for the members of the Cang Qiong Sect. In this way, let's make a deal. If Xie Daxia is willing to switch to my sect, I will let the rest of the disciples go. What do you think?"

"No way!"

Before Mu Rong could speak, he heard a childish voice behind him, and immediately after that, Bai Jin hurried to Mu Rong's side, saw the blood on his body, his face turned pale, and he held him tightly. up his sleeve.

"Master, Master, are you alright?"

"Why are you here, go back!" Murong scolded with a cold face, but his heart was beating violently because of Bai Jin's sudden appearance.

This silly boy, let him hide and don't come out, why is he so disobedient!

The qi returned to qi, but there was still a warm current flowing through the bottom of my heart.

All these years, raising this silly boy was not in vain.

"No, I'll be where Master is, and I won't go back." Bai Jin was playing with his temper at this time, but Mu Rong was no longer angry, but very relieved.

"Master, don't promise him, you belong to me, Master, you belong to me alone." Bai Jin said, hugging Mu Rong tightly.

But these words annoyed the boss, and a younger brother beside him was also annoyed, and smiled sullenly: "Boy, what are you? I can kill you with one knife!"

As he spoke, the man brandished a big knife and slashed at Bai Jin.

Murong hastily drew his sword to block him, protecting him behind him.

The war was about to break out, and since Murong made the first move, he showed his position.So the boss stopped being kind, and called the younger brother to besiege the two of them.

Between swords, lights and swords, Bai Jin was quietly protected by Mu Rong's arms, watching the scars on his body gradually increase because of protecting himself, the heartache couldn't be more painful.

Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

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