As soon as the people from Shenxing Clan left, the task of guarding fell on the Six Swords Sect.
"Senior Zhuge, do you want to find a few more people to help you?"
Chen Guang asked casually.
Zhuge Ling waved his hand generously. "Chief Chen, don't look down on me. Our Six Swords Sect used to be a sharp blade under the emperor. Ten people from our sect are enough to handle such a small matter. Moreover, we have many masters here. Even if the two evil sects send more spies, they will only be small fries. They won't dare to invade us. "
After a brief pondering, Chen Guang felt that it made sense. "Then I'll have to trouble Senior Zhuge."
"Chief Chen, you are too polite."
After returning to the tent, Chen Guang thought that it would be dawn the next day before the reinforcements arrived. It would be a waste of time to keep the others here.
Therefore, he asked the others to rest while he sat in the tent and played with his phone.
He couldn't sleep.
He didn't know if he was excited, nervous, or looking forward to something.
He shouldn't care about the internal force martial artists. Maybe with his personality, if he hadn't been involved, he would have turned a blind eye to it.
For example, if Wenwen's sudden disappearance didn't make him so anxious, he wouldn't have been so impatient. He would have taken his time to plan.
In a sense, he was indeed a selfish person.
He rolled around in the sleeping bag, but there was no cute girl to warm his bed. Xin Qin was dragged away by her master, and Wu Miaowan, the vixen, couldn't be counted on.
At about 3: 30 in the morning, he got out of the sleeping bag, walked out of the tent alone, and went to the lake in Ninghai.
The autumn wind in September carried a faint fishy smell unique to the saltwater lake. It blew gently from the surface of Ninghai and blew on Chen Guang's face.
The cold moonlight danced wildly on the sparkling surface of the lake. The mottled glow was like a mischievous fairy.
The sound of water came from the other side of the endless saltwater lake. It passed through Chen Guang's eardrums and flew to the mountain behind him.
The sky was clear and cloudless, and the stars were twinkling. This was a scenery that could not be seen in the city.
Chen Guang simply lay down and pressed his back against the warm or cool beach. He put his hands behind his head and looked at the stars in the sky.
He didn't know which one was the real star and which one was the "eye" he borrowed from the old men in Beijing.
Chen Guang knew that he might have to kill a lot of people this time.
If he had a choice, he didn't want to kill.
But now, the wicked would be tortured by the wicked. Someone had to stand up and clean up the malignant tumors of the Jianghu that the secular power and power could not punish.
Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, the person sitting in this position was him.
Worst comes to worst, I won't treat them as real people. I'll just treat them as NPCs in my World of Cups.
Just like in the Second Punishment Realm, he had single-handedly slaughtered the entire World Shattering Holy Tribe, which was the group of assassins from the World Shattering Organization.
Wait, I can't think like that.
Back then, when I was pulled into the Punishment Realm, it was either them or me who died. I had no choice.
Also, almost everyone in the World Shattering Organization had a path to death. Me killing all the World Shattering members was to enforce justice on behalf of the heavens and to protect myself.
This time, I'm taking the initiative to attack.
My motive from the beginning was to kill.
The Poison Sect and the Dark Sect were indeed evil sects that committed all kinds of crimes. They were unreasonable and had no regard for human life. They were stubborn and put up a stubborn resistance.
It was obvious that they had lost the upper hand, but they were still so stubborn. They must be plotting something.
It couldn't be anything good.
But no matter how many reasons he came up with, he was here to kill.
Did I bring the Holy Grail into the gutter after all?
Although I always say that I'm still a mortal, my way of thinking is gradually moving towards the direction of an inner force martial artist?
No, I might have gone to the extreme.
Be it in the World of Cups or in the real world, many people had died in my hands or in front of me without me realizing it.
This was an experience that any ordinary person could never imagine in their entire life!
I'm thinking like a god!
Chen Guang shook his head. He didn't know what was wrong with him recently.
These days, there were always a lot of thoughts in his head. They were strange and meaningless.
He thought that maybe it was because the matter of becoming an inner force martial artist hadn't been resolved yet. Although he said that he didn't care, he was still too depressed in his heart.
Maybe I'll feel better after I resolve this matter?
He still stared blankly at the sky. His mind was blank. Vaguely, he unconsciously "saw" the countless threads of faith that were flying towards him from the void.
He even felt that he might have "seen" the omnipresent power of the Holy Grail.
Speaking of which, what exactly happened to the four missing corpses? This matter was still bothering him.
Forget it. Since he couldn't figure it out, he might as well borrow a phrase that Luli often said.
Either he prayed for his own luck, or there would always be a way out. When he killed his way to the two evil sects, these problems would naturally be solved.
At this moment, a series of hurried footsteps came from behind him. Chen Guang sat up straight and turned around. He saw Zhuge Ling, the head of the Six Swords Sect, jogging towards him.
"Senior Zhuge, what's the matter?"
Chen Guang stood up and asked.
Zhuge Ling looked around and took out a sealed plastic bag from his pocket. There was a piece of cloth in it. "Chief Chen, I found this on a tree when I was patrolling."
Zhuge Ling handed the plastic bag over as he spoke.
Chen Guang took the bag and his pupils contracted.
This piece of cloth was made of silk. Its original color should have been pure white, but it was now stained with blood. The blood had been there for two to three days and it looked a little mottled.
"Chief Chen, this is?"
Chen Guang didn't reply to Zhuge Ling. He frowned even more.
He opened the bag and rubbed the cloth in his hand for a moment.
"Senior Zhuge, where did you find this piece of cloth?"
Finally confirming his thoughts, Chen Guang sniffed with a panicked expression.
Zhuge Ling pointed in the direction of the deep mountains. "About five kilometers from where we set up camp, there is a dense forest halfway up the mountain. This piece of cloth was found on a big tree at the edge of the forest."
"Take me there! Are there any signs of fighting at the place where you found the cloth? "
Chen Guang walked forward quickly and asked.
Zhuge Ling replied, "No."
As the two were walking, Abbess Xin Yuan suddenly came out of her tent. "Chief, where are you going in the middle of the night?"
Zhuge Ling said without hesitation, "Abbess Xin Yuan, I found something over there …"
"Okay, don't ask! Abbess Xin Yuan, please call Senior Wu. Oh yes, call Boss Long and the guide he found. Let's go and see the situation. "
Abbess Xin Yuan hesitated a little. "But Chief Chen, what about your safety?"
Chen Guang knew that her worry was reasonable, but this piece of cloth was clearly the white windbreaker that Wenwen liked to wear!
It should be in the position of her pocket. There was an ink mark about two millimeters long left by a signature pen. This was once accidentally touched by Chen Guang when he turned the pen. At that time, she was heartbroken and gave Chen Guang a good beating. He remembered it deeply.
Finding pieces of Wenwen's clothes stained with blood nearby, was there anything worse than this in the world?
He couldn't sit still for a second!
"Then invite Taoist Cang Song from Plain Clothes Sect and Master Pan from Fist Sect!"
Abbess Xin Yuan was relieved and asked Wu Qingming to join them.
The two split up. Abbess Xin Yuan went to wake up Long Dingtian and his guide. Wu Qingming went to find Taoist Cang Song from Plain Clothes Sect and Fist Tyrant Pan Da from Fist Sect, who were also masters of the eight major sects.
With these two people in charge, they could rest assured when traveling at night.
Zhuge Ling was a little unhappy. "Abbess Xin Yuan obviously doesn't believe in the strength of Six Swords Sect. With me and the nine Elders of Six Swords Sect, so what if the two evil sects come?"
Chen Guang waved his hand and said, "Abbess Xin Yuan is thinking for me. I know that Senior Zhuge is powerful, but it's always good to be careful."
In fact, he was more anxious than Zhuge Ling, but this place was not like the city. The deep mountains and wild forests were a good place for an ambush.
In less than a minute, a group of nearly twenty people followed Zhuge Ling's guidance and entered the mountain.
Taoist Cang Song and Fist Tyrant Master Pan not only came in person but also invited the elders from their sects.
With the strength of the eight major sects, this small team could be said to be the elites.
Xin Qin and Wu Miaowan wanted to follow, but Chen Guang refused.
Although Xin Qin and Wu Miaowan were geniuses, they were only at the peak of Bone Force. It would be useless to bring them along.
"Chief Chen, in my opinion, we should have dragged everyone along. I keep having goosebumps all over my body."
Along the way, Long Dingtian gripped his large ringed sword tightly and spoke with a little uneasiness.
Chen Guang shook his head. "I'm afraid I can't wait."
"What's wrong?"
"Don't ask so much. Let's talk when we get there."
"Alright."
Long Dingtian said embarrassedly.
Chen Guang stared at Zhuge Ling, who was leading the way. He didn't realize that Long Dingtian seemed to be a little more talkative than usual.
He seemed to be … unable to hide his excitement.
The group moved very quickly. Although Chen Guang only had the cultivation of Muscle Force, his physical body was strong. Along the way, rocks flew under his feet, but his speed was not any slower than Long Dingtian and his guide.
"We're here. This is the place. I saw a flash of white light on a tree when I was passing by. I climbed up the tree and found this piece of cloth. "
After climbing over a mountain, coming out of the valley, and passing through a dense forest, Zhuge Ling finally stopped and pointed at a tree that was so wide that two people could hug it.
Just as he said, this tree was indeed at the edge of the forest.
However, this dense forest revealed a strange feeling because there was actually a boundless sea of fiery red flowers at the side of the dense forest, and even under the illumination of the quiet and beautiful moonlight, it revealed a dark and deep scarlet red color.
Chen Guang couldn't care less and was too lazy to ask for help. He rushed up and used his Qilin Arm. His fingertips dug into the tree trunk and climbed up.
Soon, he reached the middle of the tree. He stopped beside a branch and hugged the branch as he slowly moved forward.
On the other side, Zhuge Ling also stepped on the tree trunk and flew up horizontally. He landed beside Chen Guang and pointed at the place in front of him. "Chief Chen, this is the place."
Chen Guang frowned. "If the clothes are stained with blood, then there should be blood on the branch, right? Why is there nothing here? "
Suddenly, Zhuge Ling laughed. His voice was sinister and proud. It was eighty percent arrogant and ninety percent arrogant. It was very evil. "Of course there's nothing here! Because I've been carrying this piece of cloth with me all this time! "
Chen Guang's eyes widened. "What?!"
Before he finished speaking, he tilted his body and deliberately threw off the tree trunk. He fell down the tree like a head-on spring onion.
Just as his head tilted, there was a flash of cold light. Zhuge Ling's sword suddenly cut through the position of his arm that was grabbing the tree trunk!
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and let go in time. Otherwise, both of his arms would have been cut off at the base!
Head down and feet up, Chen Guang, who was falling from the tree trunk, suddenly saw a dense crowd of heads peeking out from the sea of flowers. There were also countless cold lights that suddenly appeared from behind the dense forest. He understood what was going on.
There were at least a hundred people lying in ambush here!
I've been tricked!
I've been ambushed!
This is a trap!
Zhuge Ling is a traitor!
No wonder a group of spies from the Poison Sect came to their deaths out of nowhere. Coincidentally, they all fell into Zhuge Ling's hands.
He had obviously used this trick to provoke the Shenxing Sect Leader, Dai Quan, who was in charge of guarding, to want to steal the credit. He had made Dai Quan take the initiative to scout in and put the security of the entire campsite in the hands of the Six Swords Sect.
That was how he was able to set up this trap and lead me into it!
What good acting skills, he even fooled me!
No, maybe I've been too worried and impatient these past two days. I've lost my composure and neglected some details that I normally wouldn't have neglected!
Looking at Zhuge Ling who was chasing him down from the tree, Chen Guang's anger was indescribable.
"Zhuge Ling! You're courting death! "
Abbess Xin Huan, who was under the tree, was furious. She tiptoed and flew up from the ground. The horsetail whisk in her hand was emitting a silver light. Countless flying whisks flew towards Zhuge Ling's long sword that was aimed at Chen Guang's legs.
Zhuge Ling was not afraid. His long sword vibrated and made a buzzing sound. He shook off the silver threads of Abbess Xin Huan's horsetail whisk and continued to stab down towards Abbess Xin Huan's head. "How dare a small fry from the Thousand Despair Sect fight with me?"
"Me too!"
Beside him, Wu Qingming also tiptoed and charged forward. Dozens of colorful damask flew out from her sleeves and swept towards Zhuge Ling like a venomous snake.
As soon as the two of them started fighting, they used all their skills and the battle instantly became white-hot!
Chen Guang finally landed on the ground. He almost fell head first onto the ground.
Fortunately, his body was strong. Suddenly, the ground was soft mud, so he used his hands to support himself on the ground and rolled a few times to stabilize his body.
On the other side, Abbess Xin Huan and Wu Qingming were already fighting with Zhuge Ling in mid-air.
The swordsmanship of the Six Swords Sect was extremely exquisite. As the Sect Leader of the Six Swords Sect, Zhuge Ling was not at a disadvantage when he fought against two experts who were at the same cultivation level as him.
At the same time, the other nine Sect Elders of the Six Swords Sect also drew their swords and charged towards Chen Guang.
"How dare you!"
Taoist Vasp Caelo's words were like thunder, he took a step forward and opened up both of his hands. Under the burst of power, his robe fluttered in the wind and both of his palms pushed forward. A strong force burst out from both of his palms and forced the three elders of the Six Swords Sect to retreat.
"You're courting death!"
On the other side, Master Pan from the Fist Faction first stomped on the ground, causing a rock the size of a human head to fly up. He waved his right hand and slammed it on the rock. The rock shook and turned into thousands of gravel that flew towards the other three Sect Elders of the Six Swords Sect.
Clanging sounds could be heard and sparks flew. The three Sect Elders of the Six Swords Sect waved their swords like silver snakes and barely managed to block the power of the Fist Tyrant's punch.
Long Dingtian held his Great Ring Saber and rushed to Chen Guang's side in panic. He shouted, "Chief Chen, run! I'll cover you! "
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