When Li Yijie saw this, he became even angrier and shouted, "An Yesun, what did you say? Do you want to fight? "He rolled up his sleeves and was about to charge forward. Meng Anying was sitting on the right side of the chair being pushed by him. She quickly pulled on his sleeve and said in a low voice, "Yijie, calm down. We still need him. Don't be impulsive."
An Yesun didn't take Li Yijie seriously from the beginning. When he was about to charge forward, he ignored him. He walked to the front of the group and stood parallel to Li Yijie, but there was a large distance between them. He said coldly, "I'll say it again. Do what you can. If you think you can't do it or don't dare to go, then tell me. There's nothing shameful about deserters before a battle. "After he finished speaking, he swept his gaze across the group from left to right.
Nangong Xue raised her head and stared at him. She didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she felt that when his gaze fell on her face, it seemed to linger for a moment before immediately looking away. It was so fast that it didn't leave any trace. Nangong Xue lightly shook her head and then nodded slightly, indicating that she wouldn't back down and was willing to go. She felt that he should have seen it.
Li Yijie couldn't fight with him, so he swallowed his anger and turned it into a war of words. He sneered and said, "That's right. There's nothing shameful about deserters before a battle, but there are some who become traitors in the middle of a battle. That's the real shame!" If anyone heard this, they would know that he was mocking An Yesun for betraying the Sacrificial Shadow Sect and surrendering to the imperial court.
An Yesun didn't point it out. He coldly said, "If you ask me, it's shameful to drag others down with you because your martial arts aren't good enough. That's why some people who have mixed martial arts and aren't good at using internal energy should think twice. "He calmly retorted.
Li Yijie looked at the crowd, but in fact, he was mostly looking at Nangong Xue. When An Yesun finished his first sentence, Nangong Xue shook her head and then nodded. In her heart she was even angrier, thinking, "Xueer is openly flirting with this scoundrel?" Her anger was getting bigger and bigger. She raised her voice and said, "Some people have walked too much at night …"
Listening to him, Meng Anying knew he would not be able to continue. Her face turned pale, she pulled Li Yijie and said, "Yijie, don't quarrel with him. That kind of person is not worth your anger."
An Yesun did not wait for Li Yijie's reply, he said, "The Sacrifice Shadow Cult's headquarters is complicated, I don't want anyone to make the slightest mistake." "I don't need your fake kindness," Li Yijie said.
An Yesun humphed coldly and said, "I'm fake kindness? Don't judge others by your own standards. Li Yijie, An Yesun means what he says and will not be like you, a hypocrite who only talks about benevolence and righteousness! Every secret room is connected to the mechanism. If there's a mistake, the mechanism will automatically send out a warning and Devil Jiang will know that someone has broken in. At that time, we won't care about shirking responsibility, we will all be wiped out. Therefore, if you don't have the confidence, you might as well not go in from the beginning, so that you won't drag me down. "
Li Yijie did not know how to refute this. He did not interrupt, but he was not satisfied. He said, "Are we going or not? Or are we just going to listen to your nagging? " An Yesun did not pay him any attention. His gaze swept over the crowd again, pausing on Nangong Xue's face. His gaze showed that he could not bear to leave. But as soon as Nangong Xue looked up and met his gaze, he immediately looked away. Seeing that no one wanted to leave, he laughed coldly and said, "Good, you all have guts." He raised his hand and beckoned, saying, "Let's go!"
Nangong Xue was dazzled by his movement. In her daze, she suddenly felt that his aura was more like that of a Meng Zhu than Li Yijie's. She couldn't help but raise her right hand and imitate his movement, purely for her own amusement. As soon as her hand was in front of her eyes, she saw Li Yijie turn around and look at her. Nangong Xue was very embarrassed. She had no choice but to turn her hand over and wipe her forehead with the back of her hand, pretending to wipe sweat.
The wind was cold that day, so it was impossible for her to sweat from the heat. She did not know if Li Yijie noticed, but she was very embarrassed. She quickly lowered her gaze and looked at her feet. But as soon as she thought about the conversation in the hall the day before yesterday, her mood dropped again.
Along the way, they met many other Wulin fellows who were rushing on their own. When they asked, they all had the same destination: they were heading to the Devil Cult's headquarters. Thinking that it would be easier for them to find shelter in the large group, they all asked to join them. Li Yijie thought that with one more helper, he would have a better chance of winning, so he did not refuse any of them. The group also sewed a large banner out of cloth several feet long, bought some small drums and bugles, and hurried on with their journey.
This was the most important event in the Wulin world, so its influence was enormous. No matter how isolated the Sacrifice Shadow Cult was, there was no way they would not have heard about it. But along the way, they did not encounter any ambushes. It was not clear whether Jiang Liechen had enough confidence, or whether the low-level disciples had heard about it and were deliberately hiding it.
In any case, their journey was always smooth and unimpeded. Li Yijie did not waste his time thinking about it. From time to time he would glance at Nangong Xue. He saw that her eyes were blank, as if she was worried about many things that she could not say. Although Li Yijie was not happy, he knew that a great battle was about to begin. He did not want to waste his energy on meaningless quarrels, so he did not mock her again.
After traveling for more than half a month, they finally arrived at their destination. When it was close to midnight, the sky was once again filled with rolling thunder, as dark as ink. The disciples thought that since the weather was the same, the omens must be the same, so this time they did not make any fuss.
This was a small town that they did not even know the name of. It was extremely remote and desolate, with very few people, and very few birds came here. The headquarters was located in the corner of a wasteland. The area was vast, but it was as dilapidated and messy as an ownerless grave. A few years ago there were many trees planted in the surroundings, but now they had all been cut down. No one would have thought that the famous Devil Cult headquarters would be built in such an inconspicuous place.
The palace was also built in a grand manner, not much inferior to the imperial palace in the capital. The only difference was that it was much smaller. The Forbidden City, on the other hand, was dazzling with gold and jade. The bricks of the Devil Cult's palace were all painted black. Looking at it from a distance, it really did look like the halls of the underworld.
In front of the palace, there were two stone tablets, one on the left and one on the right. They were made of the same material as the tombstones, only reaching the height of an ordinary person's knee. There were words carved on the tablets. But the sky was dark, so it was hard to see clearly. A disciple had already taken out a fire from his sleeve and was just about to light it up when a bolt of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky. It was so fast that it seemed as if it was going to split the sky into two halves. The bright light also illuminated the surroundings as if it was daytime. The white light and the gray background contrasted each other, illuminating the tombstone with a kind of gloomy purple light. For the first time, Nangong Xue felt that color could be so terrifying.
The light illuminated the words on the tombstones clearly. On the left was the words "Death to Trespassers", and on the right was the words "I, the Unique and Righteous". The carvings were deeply carved into the stone, and the edges of the carvings were sharp and aggressive.
A man holding a sharp axe sneered and said, "Death to Trespassers? How arrogant! You're looking down on us too much! Today, I am going to trespass, but the ones who will die are you bunch of demons and monsters! " After saying this, he swung his axe down diagonally, chopping off half of the stone tablet. It rolled to the ground and kicked up a cloud of dust. Only half of the word "Swordsman" was left, and the word "Death" was added. The man stepped on the slightly slanted top of the tombstone and said, "Now it looks a lot better!"
The other man holding a saber felt an itch in his heart, so he did the same and shouted, "I, the Unique and Righteous? I, the Unique and Righteous, your granny! I'll let you bunch of demons and monsters go to hell and become the Unique and Righteous! "He thrust his saber out, making a big hole between the word" I "and the word" Alone ".
An Yesun watched the two men's actions in silence. He remembered the title of "Offering Sacrifice to the Shadow Sect, the Most Revered in the Wulin World". It had always been famous in Jianghu, and those who heard it were all terrified. Every time he finished a mission and returned to the headquarters to report, he would see the words "I, the Unique and Righteous" on the tombstone. Like a child, he would always be secretly happy that his name was included in the list.
Recently, he had also participated in the operations of the Shadow Sect's enemies, destroying the memories of his childhood and Menglin. Perhaps that would prove that this girl had completely disappeared from the world. He only felt that it was funny and desolate, so he couldn't help but snort. It was a mockery to himself, but also a contempt to the righteous people.
The axe-wielding man turned around and sneered, "What are you doing, Perished Hall Leader? Are you feeling sorry? Then I advise you to calm down. What's the big deal about smashing two tombstones? After the Demon Sect is destroyed, we'll set fire to this devil's den. When that time comes, won't your heart be broken into eight pieces? "
An Yesun thought, "I can't show weakness in front of these bastards." He deliberately sneered twice and said in his usual tone, "I'm laughing at your stupidity. You only know how to vent your anger on dead things that can't resist. What kind of ability is that? If you have the guts, you can also wave your axe and chop off Jiang Liechen's head! "
When the axe-wielding man heard this, the mocking expression on his face immediately disappeared. He smiled apologetically and said, "Perished Hall Leader, didn't you say that you'll take care of that devil yourself? We … hey, hey … it's not that we're afraid of him. It's just that we've already made a promise, so we must keep our word … "
An Yesun let out a heavy snort and walked past the two men. Li Yijie also followed closely behind. When they were close to the palace, they saw a gilded door in front of them. The plaque on the door was made of white bones, with the five characters' Kan zhi han luo men 'engraved on it. The characters looked like Xiaozhuan script, but they also looked like it, but they were not. For the time being, they assumed that the carver was not proficient in seal script. They didn't know what the Devil Cult Hierarch was doing. It was a long time before Xiaozhuan was widely used, yet he was trying to make it look mysterious.
Li Yijie did not read much. After looking at it for half a day, he could barely make out the last character, 'door'. He asked, "Is this … the 'four doors' you were talking about?" "Nonsense," An Yesun said. Li Yijie said, "Speak politely, nobody will die." By this time, they still could not see clearly how the defense of the door was, and they did not want to ask An Yesun, so he turned around and waved his hand. When everybody had caught up, he said, "Everybody, we'll follow the original plan. Each group will be led by a martial art expert to attack. As for the Falling Star Door … we'll have to trouble Yellow Mountain Liu Shibo, is that okay? "
Liu Mujian was not interested in attacking the palace gate, but since he was assigned this way, he was openly praising his high martial art skill and wide knowledge in front of everybody. Even if he wanted to gain this false reputation, he had to accept this mission. Immediately he smiled and said, "I'll follow Meng Zhu's orders."
In order to prevent infighting, Li Yijie did his best to avoid being biased. He said, "Uh … Hall Leader Xue, you're familiar with the situation of the headquarters' mountain gate, so I'll leave the Falling Hell Gate to you. What do you think?" He thought that since he had taken the initiative to surrender, he had to find a way to give him something to do. Hall Leader Xue said, "Understood." Most of the people he was leading were the leaders of the Sacrificing Shadow Cult who had surrendered. The rest of the Upright Sect disciples were not willing to go with him. Instead, they would be labeled as the Devil Cult's evildoers, which did not sound good.
Li Yijie said, "This Meng Zhu will personally attack the Han Luo Gate. There's also the Netherworld Gate … I heard that their strength is not the strongest, but their mechanisms and formations are very complicated. We'll have to find someone with a more flexible mind, and we also have to avoid being confused by illusions … "He didn't know much about the disciples of the other sects, so he didn't even know many of their names. Finding someone with a stronger strength would be very difficult.
Someone behind him coughed and said, "Someone with a more flexible mind, wouldn't that be very easy?" Li Yijie turned around and saw Lu Qian. He replied, "When I said flexible, I didn't mean to play petty tricks, but to be able to adapt to changing situations. Their martial art skills must also be high enough. Although this is a fake battle, I still can't completely trust those people from the Devil Cult. If they set a trap to harm us, that would be terrible. Therefore, we can't be negligent in these battles. "
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