After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

Mo Xuanfang pinched Wei Qing's neck with cold fingers, and his hoarse voice was frantic: "Why don't you listen to my teacher? Why don't you listen to my teacher..."

"Master, you hurt me." Wei Qing was almost out of breath.

Mo Xuanfang had never laid a heavy hand on him before, but this time he acted uncharacteristically. Wei Qing was both shocked and frightened. Could it be that the master has lost his mind and half stepped into the path of the devil?

As soon as he spoke, Mo Xuanfang's strength increased a bit, and Wei Qing half-opened his mouth, sucking in the remaining air.

He was so close to Mo Xuanfang, so close that each other's heavy breaths were entangled in one place, the fragrance of Da Luo Jinxian had faded a lot, replaced by a more scorching breath.

The strength on the neck seemed to relax a little, and Wei Qing took a deep breath.

The breathing on the top of the head suddenly stagnated.

Mo Xuanfang's eyes were red and misty, passing through the gauze curtain, blurring Wei Qing's vision.

"Si Ying..."

He pressed against his lips through the curtain.

The tulle was tossed and grinded in the mouth, as if it was about to be crushed, crushed into powder, and turned into ashes.

Wei Qing's heart seemed to be ground to ashes in this extreme tenderness.

Master, you are the Great Luo Jinxian, the Lord Ziyun...you are the god who protects the common people...

You are not someone you hate...

Wei Qing's tears rolled to his lips, soaking through the thin gauze curtain.

And I, don't be your sin!

Wei Qing suddenly withdrew his palm and hit Mo Xuanfang hard on the chest, pushing the bewildered and intoxicated fairy two meters away.

Without waiting for him to stand still, Wei Qing's magical weapons flew all over his body, separating the two of them into a wall, and flew out of the house while in chaos.

He flew out of Ziyun Palace, over the top of the snow peak, and over the stretching Yukun Mountains.

The wind dried his tears, and the moon was as round as in his hometown. For ten years, Ziyunzong has long been his home.

No matter how much he pays, he will save his master and find his home.

Wei Qing settled down in his own house in Heyang City.

In order to sneak into the house of Heyang City Lord Fu Qingfeng and find out the whereabouts of Guanyuan Scarlet Nightmare Pill and An Zechuan, under Fu Zhijie's arrangement, Wei Qing joined a team of Orion from Qibao Mountain.

It was night, and they wanted to go into Sunset Cloud Valley to help Heyang Mansion get something. Seeing how mysterious they were, Wei Qing didn't ask many questions because he was afraid of revealing his identity.

Wei Qing dressed up as a rough man, wearing sackcloth clothes, with ashes on his face, thinking to take a step, and when he followed them into the valley, it was getting dark.

There were about ten hunters, all carrying knives, axes, bows and arrows. The equipment looked ordinary, but it was polished under the night, and it was obviously forged with high-quality black crystal ore.

Their cultivation base is not low, and some of them are even higher than their own. Presumably, working for the government all the year round is indeed beneficial, so it is no wonder that they flock here.

But what Wei Qing didn't expect was that there was another group of people joining them here.

Wei Qinghuo took a closer look in the middle of the team, good guy, he turned out to be a member of Ziyun Sect.

Ziyun Sect disciples actually wanted to help Heyang Mansion of Tianyan Kingdom. Wei Qing saw old acquaintances Li Yu, Lu Fan, and senior brother He Jiyou from the fourth hall of the middle school last time in the team, and there was even Yingluo.

There were more than forty of them in a group, like elites from various halls, Li Yu was leading the team.

But it seems that most people don't know the purpose of this trip.

"What is the mission this time?" Wei Qing heard Ying Luo quietly asking He Jiyou, "Why do you want to bring some weird people?"

Seeing Li Yu looking this way frequently, He Jiyou hurriedly gave Ying Luo a wink, motioning to stop talking.

Li Yu stepped forward to scold them, ordered the team to be quiet, and took out Meng Xuanzhen's token, probably because he was afraid that he would not be able to restrain the crowd, so he deliberately killed a chicken for the monkeys to see.

Wei Qing hadn't seen Ying Luo for a long time, so he had an impulse to go forward and tell them the truth, but now he couldn't figure out what he was going to do, and he was afraid that he would startle the snake and ruin the big thing.

At this time, the leader of the Orion called Uncle Shan and shouted anxiously: "There are many mountain spirits and monsters at night, and they can't stay in the valley for long. With your jittery skills, you have already taken a good one and warmed it in your hands." , let’s go quickly.”

All the disciples of Ziyun Sect looked over in disdain. Wei Qing saw Lu Fan's eyes lightly passing over his body, and Yu Jian turned around and flew away first.

Wei Qing didn't dare to call out little Ah Zi, so he jumped on a broken sword and reluctantly followed behind.

Ziyun's disciples caught up with him one by one, flying in the air like a flock of silent eagles.

After all, the hunters are not as good as Xianmen Dazong. Although their weapons are exquisite, they are still clumsy on the imperial gear, so they are all made of ship deck boards, fishing nets, sickle hooks and other farm tools. It is estimated that some floating materials are mixed in them. Barely controlling it, he can only fly at low altitude, and his speed can't even catch up with one or two of the disciples of the sect.

You must know that weapons can be improved, but the imperial implement is a natural treasure of heaven and earth. In the age of the end of the Dharma, resources are scarce, and even if you have money, you can't buy mineral aura. Kill the opponent with one blow.

Therefore, in many countries, including some sects, there is a trend of comparing imperial devices, which can be regarded as a symbol of status.

After seeing those hunters, Wei Qing realized how precious his Golden Crow Reaching Heaven Chariot was. He couldn't help thinking of Mo Xuanfang, and wondered how he was doing now, and whether he could wait until he returned to the sect.

Confused, his body staggered, and he was chased by a hunter.

It was only then that I realized that I was also a hunter, so I almost gave it away, so I quickly pretended to be unsteady and fell behind among them.

After flying for a long time, they arrived at the designated place. The Ziyun disciples were impatient and complained one after another.

Li Yu said coldly: "Uncle Shan please lead the way quickly, don't miss the hour."

It must be entering the valley at night and going deep into the hinterland, so these hunters are needed to lead the way.

After entering the valley, everyone changed to walking. The Sunset Valley at night was indeed several times more dangerous than during the day. There were many evil obstacles covering the valley so that you couldn't see your fingers, and all the roads were invisible.

Disciple Ziyun sacrificed a dozen night pearls, which can illuminate the surrounding distance within ten steps.

Wei Qing thought, no wonder last time Xiaoyu said that the ghost flowers bloom at night, but no one came to pick them. It turns out that it is indeed a deadly business.

The Orions are familiar with the road, as if they have a radar in their bodies, walking fast ahead.

Wei Qing's feet were weak, so he could only walk at the end of the team.

After walking not far, a pair of shiny eyes appeared in the fog on the right front, separated by a long distance, but then a second pair and a third pair appeared...

Countless pairs of eyes were moving in their direction, from slow to fast, one after another, everyone in the team gasped unconsciously.

Uncle Orion Mountain gestured in front of the team to stop.

At this time, the earth shook rumblingly, Wei Qing had to react for a long time before realizing that it was the sound of animals running across the mountains.

From a distance, you can see the blurred shadows of those animals. They should belong to the same kind, but judging from their height, they are not the magic deer they saw last time, they are a little shorter.

Wei Qing was wondering what kind of monster it might be, when suddenly a roar came from the northwest direction, shaking the whole valley.

Everyone's faces changed color, and Ying Luo whispered over there: "Dragon Clan..."

"It's the Dragon Clan..." Several disciples shouted out.

Wei Qing's heart skipped a beat.

So many elites have been mobilized, and they came to this land with dragons, they want to herd pills.

Sure enough, Ying Luo and the others surrounded Li Yu and asked, "Li Yu, what's your plan? You didn't say it was Mu Dan when you were doing the mission. Why did you lie to us?"

Li Yu took out Meng Xuanzhen's token and slapped Ying Luo's face: "You guys have seen it clearly. Seeing that Ling Ru met the deputy suzerain, what's the matter with calling you Mu Dan? Mu Dan also got the consent of the Twelve Palace Masters. You are all selected by your hall master, representing each sect and hall, and everyone must participate. If you don’t want to participate, you can, and you will be expelled from the sect immediately, and you will never be hired.”

As soon as these words came out, no one dared to criticize them anymore, but they dared not speak out and resisted with silence.

At this time, there were two more dragon chants, and countless shadows turned a corner in front of them, all of them ran towards the northwest.

Uncle Shan shouted: "Go quickly, if you don't go, you won't be able to catch up."

The hunters all followed and ran over.

Lu Fan stood up and said: "I think everyone knows the character of Deputy Sect Master Meng, if Ziyun Sect hadn't come to a critical juncture, he wouldn't have had to start the matter of Mu Dan.

In fact, we cultivators should not be limited to etiquette, as long as it is for the good of Ziyunzong and to protect the common people in the world, what about Mu Dan?

What's more, the dragon clan is also a demon clan. Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to the people of the world. Brothers and sisters, please focus on the overall situation. My Ziyun clan has always advanced and retreated together, and will never leave a single disciple behind. "

The speech was impassioned, and most of the fellow students expressed their willingness to participate.

Wei Qing was even more worried about Mo Xuanfang, if Master Xindao wasn't in a terrible condition, why would he allow these people to mess around?

But it was inconvenient to make a sound at this time, and immediately followed the crowd and ran to the place where the dragon roared.

After crossing two not-so-narrow mountain streams, the fog in front gradually thinned. During this period, the roar of the dragon continued, but the sound was low.

After running for a short distance, the eyes suddenly opened up, probably to a lawn outside the valley, where the fog could not condense and was blown away by the wind.

The dragon's roar was deafening, and it sounded extremely miserable, as if he had been injured.

Uncle Shan waved his hand, and the team behind him quickly followed him to the side path, and crouched down at the mountain nest on the edge of the lawn.

Wei Qing just found a place, and before he could stand still, a lot of half-human-tall animals rushed out from both sides, with big green eyes, and he didn't know if they were the ones he saw before.

The team was full of veterans, and they all held their breath, and Wei Qing also held back his silence.

Taking a closer look, these green-eyed monsters are actually big mice that walk upright, with their two front paws hanging on their chests, and they run only on their two thick hind legs.

In the night, they looked like a group of dwarves, staggering to and fro, with weird and funny postures.

But Wei Qing couldn't laugh at all.

At such a close distance, he heard the dragon's roar in the mist getting more and more heart-piercing.

He has met An Sheng and knows the strength and arrogance of the Dragon Clan. They are not a race to be bullied.

So he really couldn't think of anything that could make this race that once dominated the Three Realms wail so tragically.