"Big Brother, will the Sacred Alliance really help us?" Han Le asked worriedly. This was a bad plan, as they couldn't save their brother from the hands of the Anti-Union Religion.
Fang Mingguang had lost his former glory. His face was pale and exhausted. The injuries he had sustained the previous night were quite serious.
"I don't know," Fang Mingguang replied. He didn't have much confidence either.
He knew very well what the Sacred Alliance was planning.
The Sacred Alliance had protected the Intelligence Division because they had provided information about Lin Yun. However, the outcome was obvious to everyone.
When Lin Yun had destroyed the Intelligence Division, the Sacred Alliance hadn't helped them.
If he hadn't been at his wit's end, Fang Mingguang wouldn't have used this method.
Soon, Fang Mingguang and the others arrived at the entrance of the Sacred Mountain Range. Two guards were guarding the mountain gate.
"Who are you?" The two guards immediately raised their weapons when they saw Fang Mingguang and the others.
"Please report that the leader of the Seven Blades, Fang Mingguang, has an important matter to discuss with the Chief Alliance Master." Fang Mingguang put down his weapon. The two guards in front of him were pitifully weak. Although they had the support of the array formation, it wouldn't be difficult for him to kill them.
He had no choice but to lower his voice today. After all, he had a favor to ask.
"Fang Mingguang?" After one of the taller guards heard this, he frowned and said snappily, "Wait here, I'll go in and report!"
There was only one guard left who looked at Fang Mingguang and the others with vigilance in his eyes.
Han Le and the others were a little angry at the guard's gaze, but Fang Mingguang suppressed his anger.
As time passed, leaves fell, but no one came out.
"What's the meaning of this? You talked so much when you were recruiting us. Now, you don't even want to see us? "Han Le was furious. Veins appeared on his face. They had waited for an hour.
They couldn't accept this kind of hospitality.
If it hadn't been for Lin Yun during the peak battle, they would have died on the spot.
Today, he had only asked to see her, but it seemed that he had already been rejected.
"Shut up!" Although Fang Mingguang was indignant, he couldn't do anything.
At this moment, Jian Xiaoyao walked out of the mountain gate alone.
Seeing this, Fang Mingguang immediately cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, Sect Master Jian."
Jian Xiaoyao smiled and waved his hand. "Leader Fang, what's wrong? You look like you're injured. I was delayed by some matters just now. Sorry for making Leader Fang wait. "
Fang Mingguang said in a deep voice, "There's something that I would like to seek Sect Master Jian's help with."
At this point, Fang Mingguang did not continue. His intention was very obvious. He wanted to find a quiet place to discuss this matter with Jian Xiaoyao.
However, Jian Xiaoyao's attitude almost made Fang Mingguang's blood boil.
"If you have anything to say, just say it here. Is it inconvenient?" Jian Xiaoyao said with a smile.
How could an old fox like him not know what Fang Mingguang was implying?
"You!" Han Le's face seemed to be covered in a layer of frost. His anger was obvious.
"Han Le!" Fang Mingguang shouted coldly. A strong sense of humiliation surged in his heart. However, for the sake of the lives of Liu Yun and the others, he had to control his emotions.
"There's nothing inconvenient about it," Fang Mingguang said honestly. Fang Mingguang said honestly, "Sect Master Jian, a few of my brothers have been captured by the Anti-Alliance Sacred Sect. I'm here to plead for the Sacred Alliance to lend a helping hand and rescue my brothers."
"Oh? Is this true? "Jian Xiaoyao was extremely surprised, as if this matter had caught him off guard.
This overly artificial performance made Fang Mingguang's heart turn cold. He was already aware of the Sacred Alliance's attitude.
As long as there was a chance of survival, he would fight for it.
"It's absolutely true." Fang Mingguang's tone had become extremely deep.
Jian Xiaoyao thought for a moment. Then, as if he was deep in thought, he said, "The Seven Blades Group also helped the Sacred Alliance during the Pinnacle War. The Sacred Alliance naturally won't forget you."
"However, the Sacred Alliance is currently busy with internal affairs. I'm afraid we won't be able to transfer too many people."
"There are a few elders in this old man's sect who are free. Let them follow Leader Fang."
Hearing this, everyone fell silent.
After a while, Han Le's nostrils flared. He could no longer control his emotions. He pointed at Jian Xiaoyao and shouted, "You, he …"
Before he could finish his words, Fang Mingguang had already slapped him in the face.
"Big Brother …" Han Le covered his cheek. There was no resentment in his eyes, only indignation.
"I've made a fool of myself in front of you, Sect Master Jian." Fang Mingguang ignored him and continued to look at Jian Xiaoyao.
"It's understandable for a young man to have a bad temper, but Leader Fang needs to discipline him." Jian Xiaoyao was like an elder teaching a junior.
Fang Mingguang knew the Sacred Alliance's stance. The Sacred Alliance would not lend them a helping hand in this matter.
"We've troubled Sect Master Jian today. There's no need for you to worry about this matter. Goodbye." Fang Mingguang cupped his fists at Jian Xiaoyao. Without saying anything else, he turned around and left with his people.
Jian Xiaoyao could not help but sigh as he watched Fang Mingguang and the others leave. He felt like a fox mourning the death of a rabbit.
"Is Sect Master Jian feeling sorry for them?" After a while, the Lord Of Frost appeared behind Jian Xiaoyao.
"After all, they did their best during the Pinnacle War. What they did today inevitably disappointed them." Before Fang Mingguang and the others had arrived, Jian Xiaoyao had already known what had happened the night before.
After all, after Tian Yin's death, the Sacred Alliance had practically taken over the intelligence department. Their spies were all over the Western Continent.
"The Chief of the Sacred Alliance asked me to pass on a message. You should get ready. The plan is about to begin." The Lord Of Frost's voice was as cold and emotionless as frost.
Jian Xiaoyao looked surprised as he asked, "Has Thorn found them?"
"Yes."
Jian Xiaoyao's eyes turned sharp again. "I'll get ready."
Meanwhile, Fang Mingguang and the others, who had left the Sacred Mountain Range, felt indignant.
Han Le wanted to say something but was interrupted by Fang Mingguang.
"You know what can and can't be said here. He is a Wu Zun, the Sect Master of the Sacred Alliance," Fang Mingguang said coldly.
He could see the anger on the other people's faces. Although he did not show it, he felt indignant and humiliated.
Today, he had witnessed it once again.
"Big Brother, what should we do next? Even if we can find them, we won't be able to rescue them! "Han Le asked.
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