Chapter 311： 311 island

Chapter 311 311 Island

It is thousands of miles away from Erythrina.

Loess is everywhere, on the plateau with scattered dead trees.

A convoy of large and luxurious ox carts was driving towards Erythrina at a moderate speed.

On the official road, from time to time, galloping knights pass by, unconsciously slowing down and avoiding the road when passing by the convoy.

Among these knights, there are many messenger cavalry who come and go with the imperial army.

But they also did not dare to disturb the driver who collided with the ox cart convoy.

It’s all because of the flag erected in front of the convoy, which is impressively inscribed with the words Dahuanxi Maitreya belonging to Xizong Zhenfo Temple.

The flag cloth with red background and gold border is constantly being blown and pulled by the wind.

In the convoy, a slender middle-aged man with a beautiful goatee and sharp eyes like an eagle rode on a horse and looked far ahead.

The masculine temperament is calm, the face is calm, as deep as water, as if no matter what the situation is, he will not be moved.

This person is Cheng Hui, the gold-winged landlord after chasing and killing Xu Qingyou, the second race.

Following behind him were the three envoys of the Golden Wing Building, and the deputy owner was left behind in Dadu, responsible for stabilizing the situation.

He personally led the team and went to supervise the convoy to Erythronia.

"Lord, now we are divided into two groups with Zen Master Jin Yuan, plus Master Kongwu and Master Kongding who went to Erythronia before, this little Erythronia has gathered so many powerful masters at once. Even a full There are two masters listed.

Even if Dongzong is revived, it is not a small force. All this is for a mere third secret storehouse, so what? "A spirit envoy couldn't help but wonder.

"Yeah, actually that's all, I don't think it might be enough." Cheng Hui shook his head.

"If you know who is the target of this trip to Erythronia to investigate, you should understand that whether we can get there safely is still one thing."

He sighed.

"Do you know why we split into two groups? Master Jin Yuan is such a proud person, why would he agree to such a show of weakness?"

"Why is this?" the emissary asked with a frown.

"That's because." Cheng Hui looked forward from a distance, "The power behind that person is equally huge, right. These days, have you received the departure news from Master Jin Yuan?"

Several emissaries looked at each other in blank dismay.

"No."

"No subordinates either."

"Master Jin Yuan shouldn't be so disciplined, right? Will he still send us a letter?"

All three of them looked at a loss.

Cheng Hui couldn't get angry when he saw it.

"He will definitely not be so active, but we can take the initiative to release people in the team over there!?"

Since all the envoys died last time, this year's class are all death row masters who were released from death row in time to make up for their combat power. It is okay to fight and kill people, but in other respects, it is really a mess.

"Now there is a lot of conflict between the main temple and the Zhenyi Sect in Fu Province. Both sides need a lot of combat experts to mobilize to confront each other. A confrontation may break out at any time." Cheng Hui said.

"So on our side, the only support that can be mobilized is these. In name, the commander-in-chief is Master Jin Yuan, but in fact, Master Kongwu is the key that can really determine the outcome of the battle.

It's just that Master Kong Wu should have arrived in Erythronia long ago, but why hasn't there been any news yet? "

Several spirit messengers looked at each other again, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing this, Cheng Hui stopped counting on them.

He has seen Kongwu. A few years ago, he just switched to Xizong and went to Hailong Underground Palace. When he met Kongwu, who was still the Sea Dragon King at that time, the monster-like strong Xizong gave him a deep impression.

Compared to the rest of the masters of Xizong, Kong has been incompetent at the helm of Hai Long for many years, and he hasn't made any major mistakes. It doesn't just rely on force.

"Hope everything goes well"

Chirp!

While thinking about the situation of Master Jin Yuan's team on the other side, suddenly above the team, a small black eagle made a long cry and swooped down.

A golden-winged player stretched out his hand, caught the little eagle, took the bamboo tube from its leg, and passed it to Cheng Hui.

Cheng Hui took it, opened the sealing wax, poured out the scroll, and unfolded it.

Just saw the content on the scroll.

His expression changed slightly.

"Master Jin Yuan is in trouble!"

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The other side.

The ground was full of yellow sand, and three burly figures were running wildly on the sand. Every step could splash a lot of sand and dust, leaving deep sand pits.

They are physically strong, but their straight-line speed has far exceeded the imagination of ordinary people.

Often just a blink of an eye, then tens of meters away.

It's just that the three of them crossed a hill and were about to go downhill from top to bottom.

The person at the front stopped suddenly.

This person is tall, his muscles are like steel and iron bones, and he looks like metal under the light. There is also a string of gray and white stone beads hanging around the neck.

It was Master Jinyuan who led people to Erythronia.

At this time, his face was gloomy, and his eyes suddenly looked at a slightly narrow Yellowstone Canyon ahead.

The official road extends from here, and you must pass through this canyon to continue forward. Otherwise, you have to climb up the cliffs and climb over the mountains to find the official road by detour.

So this is the only way to go to Erythrina.

But at this moment, at the entrance of the canyon that must be passed, there is a person standing quietly.

The man was dressed in a black Taoist robe, his black hair was bound by crescent moons, his face was cold, he held the handle of the knife, and stood still. He didn't know how long he had been waiting here.

"The information is wrong." The man's eyes fell on Jin Yuan who took the lead. "The difficulty has increased too much."

His voice was cold and calm.

"There will always be errors in everything. The number of days is like this. I can't help it. After all, it is Xizong, and I can't completely predict it." A helpless female voice came from the dark part of the canyon.

"How about Mingyuan? Can it be solved? This is the teaching decree, and it can't be messed up." She also saw that the person who came, Jin Yuan, the master of the Western School, was much worse than the previous arrangement.

"It can't be completely blocked." The man said calmly.

"Then it will work?" the female voice said.

"." The man closed his eyes and remained silent.

After a while, the three of Jin Yuan had arrived near the canyon.

He slowly opened his eyes.

"no next time."

Suddenly, the man gently removed the crescent headband on his head.

click.

A head of pure black long hair spread out.

Accompanied by the faint silver light that slowly lit up the pupils of his eyes.

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Xuekui Island.

On a steep path covered with forests.

Zhang Rongfang's body was shrouded in a blue cloak, and the burly body was blown by the cloak from time to time, clinging to his body, revealing a trace of outline.

He has long hair and high beams, and wears a black mask. His eyes look out through the mask, with some inexplicable hope and interest, as if there is something he wants hidden on this island.

Beside him, black shadows passed through the woods and rushed towards the top of the hillside.

Bodies on both sides of the forest have already fallen one after another.

Some of them had their necks broken, some had their chests collapsed, and some were almost torn in two.

There are all kinds of tragic deaths.

Accompanied by the black shadow sprinting, there were also bursts of screams from the mountain.

Chick!

Suddenly, a feathered arrow flew out from the forest ahead.

The arrow spun in mid-air, breaking through the airflow, and the pointed black iron arrow with a light blue poisonous coating shot fiercely at Zhang Rongfang's chest.

Ding.

Zhang Rongfang stretched out two fingers, pinched the feather arrow precisely, with a little force, broke the arrow body, and threw it away.

"It seems that this place is very unfriendly to our visit."

Tian Ruyi behind him was holding the child Zhou Xinlan in one hand, with a look of approval on his face.

But I was speechless in my heart.

They came all the way, burning, killing, looting, and not letting go of valuables. The corpses killed by their men can be piled up into hundreds, so it's strange to be treated friendly by others.

Of course, on the surface, he naturally echoed his voice, anyway, whatever the son said was right and good.

"My lord, why do we kill people directly? Although the Venetian Kingdom is not as powerful as my Daling, it will not end well if a diplomatic accident occurs." He used to be a master of Qianshimen, so he can naturally be free.

But after joining the Shoujiao now, he will naturally be worried because of the exaggerated resources and money per month. Afraid of affecting the current happy life of Qianshimen.

"It doesn't matter. The islanders here are not good people at first glance. If they are really good people, how could they do such evil things to such a young child."

Zhang Rongfang sighed.

“Beating and killing a child every now and then is not the act of a good person.”

He looked back at Zhou Xinlan.

"You see how scared he is?"

Tian Ruyi glanced at the trembling child Zhou Xinlan, and felt that it was not the prince's turn to say this.

Who was this kid scared into? Don't you have any idea?

The two of them and a child quickly walked up the mountain along the trail and came to the gate of Lanshen Mansion.

On both sides of the gate, four ghost-faced corpses have fallen to the ground, and they have long lost their breath.

Half of the door panel was torn off violently, and the remaining half was hanging on it, and it was about to fall off.

There are still constant fighting sounds in the inner courtyard.

The god-worshiping masters of Qianshimen are extremely efficient. They are all wearing heavy armor and hard work. They are simply war machines, rushing forward.

It can be heard standing outside the door, and there are occasional vibrations and screams from inside.

"Let's go. It seems that the cleaning is almost done." Zhang Rongfang held the cloak with one hand and stepped into the courtyard gate.

Tian Ruyi walked in with Zhou Xinlan.

In the yard, on the walls, on the ground, and on the pillars of the house, there was blood everywhere.

Ghost-faced corpses can be seen everywhere, and they seem to be really desperately resisting.

But it's a pity that Qian Shimen came to accompany this time with a total of fifteen masters, and the weakest one is super-grade foreign medicine. Tian Ruyi, the strongest, has already completed her inner law.

The most important thing is that these fifteen people are all worshipers of gods and warriors.

They have lost the possibility of becoming stronger and moving forward, and now their only wish is to enjoy life and contribute their strength to the sect's newcomers.

This group of people are almost all idealists.

They all hope that in their lifetime, they can see the day when the Holy Gate is unified.

Now, the eldest son Zhang Ying is their only hope.

The three of them passed through the outer courtyard and entered the inner courtyard.

The only huge building on the island is the Lanshen Mansion.

The architectural structure of the Lanshen Mansion is similar to the shape of the word "mu".

Entering from the main entrance, you have to go through two layers of outer courtyards before entering the last layer of inner courtyards.

At this time, in the innermost inner courtyard, the corpses of ghost-faced men on the ground have begun to decrease.

Instead, there are a pair of ghost-faced blood robbers and Qianshimen masters who are fighting each other.

(end of this chapter)