The demon leader is back

Ying Qi stepped forward, stepped up the steps step by step and walked in front of the leader.

Qin Wuyan looked solemn: "You are the person I trust the most... No, you are the only person I trust. This seat entrusts you with an important matter. Here are six invitation cards, which you personally send to the six In the hands of the head of the sect."

Ying Qi knelt down on one knee, and took the invitation with respectful hands.

The post is black in color, with exquisite patterns engraved on it, which is extremely mysterious.

"Open it and see."

Ying Qi was stunned, without thinking too much, took out an invitation card and opened it, and the blood red words jumped into his eyes.

Order of the leader of Tianshengjiao: Wen Xiangming, the head of Liuyun Sect, led all his disciples to the holy mountain of Tianshengjiao to pray for the crime of besieging the holy religion on August [-]th. Anyone who violates the order will die!

This post was written by the leader himself, and the last word of death, Ying Qi seemed to see the monstrous murderous intent from it, even a strong-willed person like him could not help but feel trembling in his heart, it is conceivable that if a weak-minded person When I saw this post, I was afraid that I would lose my will on the spot.

Ying Qi opened other invitations, and the content was the same.

Where is this invitation card? It is clear that the death card is a letter of war issued by the leader to the six sects, and it is a letter of war that if you do not surrender, you will die. What is right is the wrath of the heads of the various factions, if you can't match it, you will die!

Ying Qi put away the invitation: "This subordinate is so heartbroken that he will definitely fulfill the order of the leader."

This is the anger of the leader, the counterattack of the leader, and revenge against those people who dare to offend the prestige of the leader.But it's not purely personal grievances. The leader of Tiansheng Sect will not be offended. Anyone who violates it will die!

Qin Wuyan held Ying Qi's hand to help him up: "Go!"

"Subordinates obey."

Ying Qi left the main hall, went back to tidy up quickly, and left the main altar of Tiansheng Sect alone.

A horse carrying a shadow guard in black galloped past on the mountain road, stirring up dust all the way.

On the cliff, Liu Ying, a girl in a goose yellow dress, glanced at the people running on the mountain road, her blood-red glazed eyes were motionless, humming a tone that no one could understand, her bare feet were hanging down, and she was walking back and forth. Kick swing, carefree.

Yingqi never sleeps and rests, heading east all the way.

The sun slanted to the west, and the magnificent fire clouds filled the entire sky.

Yingqi galloped his horse and stopped at a post station.

Days of driving made his face look tired, and the horse was also exhausted. He needed to rest.

Moreover, the Liuyun faction is coming soon, and he needs to restore his body to its peak, otherwise it would be extremely dangerous to face the entire Liuyun faction with his own strength.

Yingqi cherishes his life, very much, even though he can sacrifice himself for the leader, but that is his duty, and he cherishes his life the most.

Moreover, if something happened to him, who would fulfill the leader's order?

There were not many people in the post station. When Ying Qi walked in, there were only two or three tables in the lobby on the first floor where a few people from the rivers and lakes were eating, and the environment was very quiet.

In such a quiet environment, the chattering voices were very obvious.

"The leader of the Tianmo Sect is really not dead, so the devil is back?"

When Ying Qi heard it, he paused.

"I don't know, it seems that the ghost of the devil came back to take revenge. I heard that on the day when he killed the shadow guard of the devil, the devil suddenly appeared, and it was snowing heavily. There are countless casualties right now, that's really... tsk, blood is flowing like a river!"

"How can there be ghosts in the blue sky, are you a liar?" The speaker was a tall and burly man, hissing with his arms folded, and the hair on his whole body stood on end.

Can't tell that this big, strong man is actually afraid of ghosts.

Ying Qi sat down at a table distance from them, Xiao Er promptly brought out side dishes and tea.

"Hmph!" A disdainful cold snort spewed out of his nostrils, "If you want me to say, it's good for that devil to die, and it's harmful to live..." People.

Whoosh!

"Ahh..." A chopstick pierced through the palm of the hand, and bright red blood flowed out from the wound, dripping on the table.

The man raised his hand that had been penetrated by the chopsticks, howling in pain.

The partner at the same table looked at Yingqi, the man in black seemed to be a world of his own.

"Why did you hurt my brother?"

"He said something that shouldn't be said. If I hear the words that slander my Holy Cult leader again, it won't be me next time."

Holy religion leader? "We are clearly talking about the leader of the Demon Cult. What does it have to do with you? Who is your sect? Please report your name."

Ying Qi ignored that person and drank tea on his own. He drank cold water all the way, and now he was about to reach Liuyun School, so he had to take good care of him. He could no longer drink raw water or cold water, lest he would have diarrhea in an emergency.

Looking at Ying Qi's leisurely appearance, the man was furious, and was about to teach this ignorant boy a lesson, but was interrupted by another voice.

"Brother's attack must be too ruthless!" Near the table were several young men and women, and one of them came to Yingqi, "Brother, you better apologize to the other party, it will be seen later For the sake of saving face, let's forget it, okay?"

Speaking of the last two words, the young man looked at the injured companion, although he had a soliciting attitude, but his tone was tough.

The injured man's companion was a man with a small face and small eyes. He sized up the young man with his bean-like eyes and snorted softly, "Okay, but he has to compensate my brother for his medical expenses."

"Of course." The young man turned to Ying Qi, advocating justice as a matter of course, "Your Excellency hurt someone, I apologize and pay some money, we are all friends in the world, don't be too extreme, leave some regrets for yourself Lu, see you later."

Ying Qi turned his head and glanced at the young man: "Liuyun faction?"

The young man frowned proudly: "Yes, I am the disciple of the Liuyun Sect, Bai...poof!"

Ying Qi shot without warning, Liu Yun faction's surname Bai didn't even react to counterattack, and directly vomited blood and flew outside through the wide-open wooden door of the post station.

The other disciples of the Liuyun Sect stood up together, and with a flick of their swords, they said, "Senior Brother Bai!"

One of them chased to the door to check Bai Moumou's injury, and the others pointed their swords at Ying Qi.

Ying Qi flicked his fingers on the swords of several people, ding ding ding... The sword made of fine steel broke, and the force of a finger was so terrifying.

"Go back and tell Wen Xiangming, the head of the Liuyun Sect, that Ying Qi, a disciple of the Tiansheng Sect, will come to visit with the order of the leader, and you must personally bow down to welcome the guests."

The disciples of the Liuyun sect will cry in anger: "What is the Tiansheng sect, you dare to call the head of my sect by the name!"

Ying Qi stood up, her jet-black long hair fluttering, turned around, and faced the disciples of the Liuyun Sect with a handsome face, the stern shadow guards in black were like monsters lurking in the darkness, as if they would be caught by the crowd if they moved slightly. This demon devoured his flesh and blood, and his soul was exhausted.

The disciples of the Liuyun Sect were immediately suppressed by this momentum, and could not help but take two steps back.

In this post station, the remaining guests at the last table tapped the table rhythmically, boom!Boom!Boom...

Once and for all, it seems to knock on people's hearts.

Ying Qi turned his head to look over: what a profound internal force.

The person who knocked on the table was a handsome and handsome man who was a few years older than Yingqi: "Tianshengjiao? The world calls it the Tianmojiao. It turns out that you are a member of the Demon Cult."

Ying Qi looked at the other party and searched for information in his mind: "Gentleman's sword--Shen Qianqiu."

Junzijian Shen Qianqiu is a short-lived swordsman in the rivers and lakes. He was born in the rivers and lakes. In the Spring Tournament, he swept away the invincible opponents of the younger generation, and finally lost to Qin Wuyan, who was still the young master of the Tiansheng Sect.

Then, the swordsman disappeared as mysteriously as when he appeared. No one has seen him again, but the rumors about his sword remained.

That is the sharpest, yet most upright and upright swordsmanship in the rivers and lakes - the style of a gentleman, and people in the rivers and lakes gave it the title of a gentleman's sword.

Ying Qi remembered that even the leader praised his exquisite swordsmanship.

"Junzijian!" Several young disciples of the Liuyun Sect exclaimed, "Hero Shen, this man is a villain from the Demon Cult, and he is ruthless. Please join hands with us and kill this villain from the Demon Cult."

Shen Qianqiu was unmoved: "What is my virtue and ability, I can't afford the title of hero."

"Shen..."

Ying Qi's stern eyebrows swept over, instantly silencing the young disciple of the Liuyun sect.

"Young Master!" With a light and gentle voice like a magpie in the empty valley, a stunning woman in a red gauze dress walked into the post.

In an instant, the inn seemed to be brought into the bright spring, with flowers blooming and the spring feeling moving.

The young Liuyun faction male disciple stared blankly at the beautiful woman, even the two female disciples were stunned.

Even in Shen Qianqiu's eyes, it was amazing.

The only one that was not affected was Ying Qi.

"Silver Candle." Ying Qi's cold and indifferent voice exploded in this psychedelic dream, waking up the bewildered Liuyun Sect disciple.

The beautiful woman in red walked up to Ying Qi, took out a tightly wrapped small bag from her arms and handed it over.

Yinzhu smiled gently: "The leader was worried that the young master would not be able to eat well, so he specially ordered me to bring it. It was delivered all the way with internal force, and it was still warm. You should eat it while it is hot."

Ying Qi took it, the touch/hand was indeed warm, and looked at Yin Zhu in surprise.

It took him more than three days without sleep to get here after he left the Tiansheng sect, but the silver candle was actually running internal energy all the time for more than three days?

The maid brought by the leader is really extraordinary.

At this time, Bai Moumou was helped in by his fellow apprentice: "What thing, dare to hit me, you want to die!"

Silver Candle slowly put a handkerchief on her hand, and smiled at Ying Qi: "I have to go back and return to the leader, young master, just leave now."

Yinzhu turned around, her stunning appearance met Bai Moumou, who stared at her obsessively for an instant.

Yinzhu passed by Bai XX, and slapped him with a padded hand, and Bai XX flew out following the trajectory of being hit by Shadow Seven last time.

Yinzhu threw away the veil, and Shi Shiran left.

After leaving the station, Yinzhu's figure quickly disappeared on the road.

A hand suddenly stretched out in the empty void, grabbed the silver candle directly and forced her to stop.

"Yeah, are you still there, Master?"

The person who made the move was Qin Wuyan, the leader of Tiansheng Sect, and the leader's clear eyes glanced at the silver candle: "How is the matter going?"

"This subordinate personally delivered the things you brought to the young master."

"Yeah." Qin Wuyan nodded reservedly, "It's none of your business here."

The silver candle-red veil fluttered in the wind, and a soft voice echoed in the open field: "Master, since you are worried about your son, why don't you go with him?"

Qin Wuyan's eyes were cold: "Is this what you should ask?"

"It's the subordinate who has overstepped."

Qin Wuyan snorted coldly, and after a while: "He is the shadow guard of this seat, how can there be a leader to protect the shadow guard? Then where is the face of this seat's shadow guard going?"

Yinzhu's drooping eyelids twitched violently: To put it bluntly, isn't it just thinking about your little shadow guard who is sleeping in bed, you can just hold it in your hand, what's the point of implicating me, a weak woman, to run errands with you?

and……

Yinzhu raised his eyelids, and carefully glanced at Qin Wuyan, that inexplicable look was filled with: You are sick!

It’s not enough to follow the feelings openly, but it’s okay to follow them secretly?

abnormal!

The author has something to say: Today is a double update, and there will be another chapter later