Dream Broken You Pavilion

That night, the people led by Shang Wuyang and Geng Yu broke up into pieces, and quietly descended the mountain in batches from the secret road behind the mountain without anyone noticing.

Before that, Qian Cangli had already sent someone to divert Miao He's eyeliner and clear the way for them, which allowed them to go down the mountain smoothly without being noticed by the blood slave.

After descending the mountain, they dispersed immediately, until they arrived in Qingzhou two days later, and completed the rendezvous according to the time agreed with Deshun, then quietly assembled the scattered troops, and quietly deployed the troops in the surrounding dense forest like this , everything is going on in an orderly and orderly manner as planned...

At midnight on the third day, Miao He's blood slaves in the Taoist Temple of Sanqing Mountain in Qingzhou became shackles without any suspense.

A hundred dark guards led by Ah Jun sneaked into the Taoist temple without anyone noticing. Taking advantage of the dark night and high wind, they attacked one by one with lightning speed, cut their throats, twisted their necks, and finally Xiao Yuntian, who was hidden in the dark, swarmed up like a bamboo.

Most of these blood slaves are from Hunan, just like Man Luo back then, they all became real blood slaves after being trained by blood slaves.Except for Man Luo's strong martial arts, the rest are no more than second-rate characters, but they have lost their true nature under the guidance of the blood slaves, and they fought desperately and none of them surrendered. Cutting with knives and axes, more than a thousand blood slaves were all wiped out. At the same time, a total of 22 Taoist priests who were imprisoned in the firewood room were found. The whole attack process took less than an hour. So far, another secret hidden by the blood slaves in Hunan The stronghold was wiped out.

However, Manro disappeared without a trace.

Shang Wuyang's heart was filled with the joy of victory, riding on a tall horse, he looked majestic and majestic at Geng Yu and smiled.The people from all walks of life took their weapons and all the casualties and casualties away from the battlefield as planned, without leaving even a single needle, and quietly dispersed and left under the cover of night.

Sanqingshan Taoist Temple, on the battlefield that has just experienced a fierce battle, has not left any trace of the attacker except for the corpses of blood slaves lying in a pool of blood and the air filled with the smell of blood witnessing a sudden bloody storm …

At the mountain crossing, in the woods on the side, a woman in black soft armor led a brown war horse to block the way of everyone, Shang Wuyang reined in the horse.

"Master." The woman opened her mouth.

"Man Luo?" Shang Wuyang got off his horse, walked up to her hurriedly, and asked:

"Why are you here? I'm going back to the mountain soon, your stronghold has been taken away, have you thought of a countermeasure for the old thief?"

Man Luo's complexion changed, his brows were frowned, his face was dark, he cupped his fists at Shang Wuyang, and said dejectedly:

"I would like to report to Master, our troops were suddenly attacked by an unknown enemy in the middle of the night, and all the blood slaves led by them were killed in the line of duty. During the fierce battle, the subordinates were injured. The subordinates deserve death. Please punish them, Master."

Suddenly seeing Man Luo say such words to himself, Shang Wuyang was startled, rolled his eyes, understood in his heart, coughed lightly, suddenly stared at a pair of "fierce" eyes, and imitated Miao He's With a hoarse voice, he reprimanded:

"Hmph, useless things, the old man's painstaking efforts are in vain, what use are you for? Don't let me go back and face the wall and think about it. If anything goes wrong, come and see me."

Shang Wuyang's frantic voice and arrogant expression are very similar to Miao He's demeanor.

Man Luo suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself loudly with a "slap", and blamed himself:

"Yes, this subordinate is trash, this subordinate should go back and face the wall and think about the past."

Seeing Man Luo's dejected look is like a scene of a defeated general being punished by his superiors. If Shang Wuyang hadn't personally experienced this battle, it would be hard to tell the truth from the fake.Everyone didn't know which song the two sang, and Geng Yu suppressed a smile and watched the excitement.

Shang Wuyang was still a little worried at first, worrying about endangering Man Luo's own safety, but seeing her lifelike acting skills now, it was as if he was telling Shang Wuyang that she had already thought of a countermeasure, and Shang Wuyang gave it a shot. The heart also temporarily put down.Thinking of the resounding slap Man Luo gave him on the face just now, he said:

"You really can do it to yourself."

Man Luo said indifferently: "I made the young master laugh."

Shang Wuyang saw blood stains on Man Luo's face and hands, and asked, "Are you injured?"

Man Luo raised his hand to wipe his face, looked at the bright red blood in his hand, and said:

"They all belong to blood slaves. It's not that easy for anyone to hurt me." He wiped the blood from his palms on his clothes indiscriminately.

Looking at Man Luo up and down, Shang Wuyang frowned, and said, "But, you are not injured, how could you deceive that old thief's eyes?"

Man Luo smiled slightly and said, "What's so difficult?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she moved, and the saber of a guard at the side came into her hands. She raised the saber high and slashed at her left shoulder fiercely.

Man Luo's speed was extremely fast, this sudden move surprised everyone, Shang Wuyang suddenly swung his sword to separate the big knife, and shouted:

"What are you doing?"

For Shang Wuyang's sudden block, Man Luo felt strange, and replied seriously:

"It hurts!"

Hearing her tone, and looking at her serious expression, Shang Wuyang really couldn't laugh or cry, it seems that to him, it was not her own arm that was cut by that sword, it was because she didn't have painful nerves at all that made her able to Cut yourself down like this?

Shang Wuyang shook his head helplessly, "Man Luo, you can do this even if you hurt yourself, the blood slaves are indeed a group that doesn't feel pain..."

The word "walking dead" came to his lips and he swallowed it.

He said again: "Let's say you cut it yourself, can a shrewd eye like the old thief not see that you cut it yourself?"

"Oh? Is that so?" Man Luo looked at the knife in his hand, gestured at his left shoulder, and nodded seriously:

"What the young master said is that the location of the knife wound is indeed suspicious." Suddenly she raised her head, brought the handle of the knife to Shang Wuyang, and said:

"Master, come here."

"What?" Shang Wuyang was startled, his expression seemed to be inconceivable when he heard a strange talk from outside.

Man Luo stuffed the handle of the knife into Shang Wuyang's hand, then grabbed his hand holding the knife and lifted it up, aiming the blade at his left shoulder, "If you shoot, he will definitely not be able to tell the truth from the fake."

Shang Wuyang couldn't laugh or cry, let him kill the enemy without blinking his eyes, but let him hurt his own people, how can he do it? !

Seeing this, Man Luo was a little anxious, and urged: "If I don't get hurt, the old thief will kill me. You have to leave this place before dawn. If you don't leave, it will be too late. Don't hesitate, these flesh and blood wounds are nothing to me. Whatever it is, let's do it."

Seeing her resoluteness, Shang Wuyang raised the knife helplessly, after making two gestures, he still couldn't do it.

Geng Yu really couldn't stand it this time, if he continued to dawdle like this until dawn, let alone Man Luo, the whereabouts of all of them would be exposed without a doubt, and the matter would completely deviate from the established direction.

Geng Yu volunteered, stepped forward, and said:

"That's all, you have a deep love between master and servant, and the wicked should come down to do it."

As soon as the words fell, before everyone could see clearly, the steel knife in his hand roared towards him.He spoke suddenly, and the blade came even more suddenly. Without thinking, Man Luo raised his left arm to block, but there was a "squeak", and the blade unceremoniously cut half a foot from top to bottom on her left shoulder. Blood gushed out of his bloody mouth immediately.

Man Luo snorted, his left leg went limp, and he knelt down on one knee, his painful facial features squeezed together, his right hand tightly covered the wound on his left shoulder, and blood still came out from between his fingers.

Shang Wuyang was shocked, rushed forward to check the injury, and asked anxiously: "How is it? Are you okay?"

Man Luo was suffering from pain, his facial features were distorted and deformed, he gritted his teeth and said, "Exactly, just right."

Shang Wuyang took a closer look at the injury, and couldn't help but gasp. Although it didn't hurt the muscles and bones, the scar was three inches deep into the flesh, and it was half a foot long. Such an injury can completely make a person with strong martial arts lose his fighting power. In this way, It is reasonable for Manro to escape injured.Although he knew that Geng Yu had a sense of proportion in his actions, he still couldn't help but turned his head and gave him a hard look.

When Geng Yu received Shang Wuyang's complaining eyes, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he quickly glanced away, pretending he didn't see it.

Shang Wuyang took out the golden sore medicine from his belt, and was about to apply the medicine for Man Luo, but was stopped by Man Luo.She took out a small white bottle from her bosom, bit open the cork with her teeth, and sprinkled some medicine powder on the wound. In an instant, her head was covered with cold sweat, and her steel teeth were almost crushed.Put the remaining medicine powder back on the lid, put it back into his bosom, and tore off the cloth strip from the hem of his clothes with a "squeaky" sound, and bound the wound by himself.

Shang Wuyang wanted to step forward to help, but Geng Yu held his arm, "Young master, just let him do it by himself, this act has to be done in full, if it is missing, it will be fatal."

Seeing a sly look in Geng Yu's eyes, Shang Wuyang suddenly understood, and secretly said, "If you care, you will be chaotic", and now he can only stand on the sidelines and silently watch Man Luo heal himself.

After Man Luo finished treating his wound, the weather was not early, so everyone dispersed and returned separately.

Shang Wuyang and Geng Yu galloped forward, and under the cover of night, the group headed towards Fulong Mountain at high speed...

Seeing Shang Wuyang and the others leaving, a look of pain flashed in Man Luo's eyes. Just now, in order to avoid the young master's worry, she deliberately underplayed the scene.The reason why the vicious and cruel Yan Luo was able to run rampant in Chuanyang Kingdom for decades was not because of Miao He's cunning and cunning, nor because of his many crimes, nor because of his viciousness, but because of the emperor's appeasement and connivance. In Blood Slave Division and even Chuanyang Country, he can kill as he pleases, covering the sky with one hand.Only Man Luo knows best, losing the Sanqingshan stronghold in her hands this time, what kind of inhuman torture will be waiting for her next, I don't know if it is the cold wind or the cold heart, she suddenly shivered... …