Chapter 1,061: Return of Carriage

Shortly after the birds returned to their nests, Zhao Xinyu reappeared in the area that still smelled of blood and was filled with evil spirits. He looked at the blood stains still remaining on the ground. He smiled coldly and returned to the low jungle where he was hiding.

"Boss, why don't we change places?"

Zhao Xinyu looked at the area where the Yinlong headquarters was located and smiled lightly. It won't take long before Jiao Hongzhuo will send people to thoroughly investigate the area where he can hide. Something happened here just now. As long as Jiao Hongzhuo and people from the Xuantian Sect come over, they will not pay attention to this. area.

"why is that?"

"We have killed more than 20 people here. Now people are all about bad luck, so they won't come here."

"Since they all feel unlucky, they will still pass by here."

Zhao Xinyu nodded. People in the cultivation world have experienced too many deaths and killings. They will not have any chance. Jiao Hongzhuo cannot control the people of Xuantian Sect at all. This road is the closest one to the outside. There have been incidents here. They won't think that we will still be waiting for them here, and only by cutting off their thoughts will Phoenix be safe.

"Boss, Phoenix is ​​only at the Xuanwu Realm. She may be fine with the scum recruited by Yinlong, but she won't be able to deal with the masters of the Xuantian Sect."

Zhao Xinyu's eyes flickered for a few times and he sighed quietly, "The Shiwanda Mountains are very repellent to the Han people. Phoenix won't let me send people there. She said he can handle everything there."

A cooing sound came, and Zhao Xinyu's eyes shrank slightly, looking into the distance, and his whole body suddenly merged into the darkness.

Ten minutes later, a group of hundreds of Hidden Dragon disciples came from a distance. Although they were far away, Zhao Xinyu could smell the strong smell of alcohol, which made Zhao Xinyu shake his head.

When approaching this area, hundreds of people stopped almost at the same time. Then they communicated and passed through the area quickly without even taking a second look at the easy hiding places around them.

After these people left, Heifeng looked at Zhao Xinyu, "Boss, are they really?"

Zhao Xinyu smiled faintly, and with the sound of flapping wings, Jinhen appeared again, "Boss, there are still people behind, four Saint Martial Realm and four Imperial Martial Realm."

Zhao Xinyu smiled coldly and looked in one direction, "Where are you going to evacuate from later?"

A moment later, eight figures shot out from a distance. They passed the place where their colleagues were killed without any intention of stopping.

If anything in the past, they would definitely be cautious if their colleagues were killed, but a team of a hundred people passed in front of them, and when they came out, Jiao Hongzhuo specifically asked them to strictly search every area they passed. Just over ten minutes have passed since the formation of the hundred-man team. Even if there are enemies, they will target those more than one hundred people if they take action.

But just as they were passing through the small jungle, a sudden change occurred. Four figures appeared without warning. The owners of the figures were only more than one meter tall. There was no trace of human life in them, and some were only gloomy. breath.

Their hearts shrank, secretly thinking that something was wrong. Before they could react, the masters of the four figures had already taken action. The four holy warriors instantly fell to the ground. When they fell to the ground, their eyes were full of dissatisfaction. Believe it or not, they couldn't believe that four child-like puppets could be so terrifying.

The next moment their consciousness dissipated, they saw that the four fellow disciples who had reacted had just made a move. Their bodies froze and fell to the ground like wooden stakes. Then there was no aura filling their bodies. A voice appeared around them, plundered their wedding rings and treasures, and then disappeared.

A few minutes later, hundreds of figures turned back. When they saw the eight corpses on the ground, their expressions suddenly changed, and they screamed strangely and headed towards the Hidden Dragon headquarters.

At the Hidden Dragon Headquarters, Xuan Ming, who had just rested, was called out by his disciples. He didn't know what happened. When he came out, his expression suddenly changed when he saw the eight corpses placed on the ground.

"what happened?"

"Third Elder, the eight of them were ambushed again by the Japanese at the place where the disciples of the sect were attacked just now."

Xuan Ming's body shook a few times, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the ground, followed by the aura on his body, "Black Dragon, I, Xuan Ming, will not destroy you and you will not be a human being."

When Jiao Hongzhuo and Hu Zhenyu, who were following, heard this voice, their eyes shrank slightly. Jiao Hongzhuo was thinking about how there was a team of 100 people searching for the way ahead, and how the Black Dragon people were not discovered. What kind of masters did they send? They killed four Saint Martial Realm and four Imperial Martial Realm masters in such a short period of time.

Hu Zhenyu's heart kept trembling. He could feel that Xuan Ming had always been hostile to him. His cultivation level came from the Black Dragon. He was the ghost king with extremely high bloodline of the Black Dragon. He had joined the Black Dragon for many years, and he only knew that the cultivation level of the ghost woman was profound. Guess, now in less than two hours, Black Dragon took two shots in succession, killing seven Saint Martial Realm and nine Imperial Martial Realm. How many masters did they send here? If Xuan Ming doubts himself, he will Escape was easy, but it ruined his planned plan.

"Jiao Hongzhuo, those losers I sent out just now were killed by me and buried with my people." Xuan Ming looked at Jiao Hongzhuo angrily.

As soon as he said this, the faces of the centurions who came back changed drastically. They all looked at Jiao Hongzhuo with their bodies trembling and praying together.

Jiao Hongzhuo's eyes flickered for a few times, "Master, they really deserve to die. The black dragon masters who were able to kill Senior Brother and the others in such a short time are simply not something they can detect at their innate level."

Xuan Ming took a deep breath and looked at the masters of Xuantian Sect, "Come on, follow me out. We must find all the hidden Japanese today."

"Master, I have sent special personnel to search all over. If they are still there, there will definitely be movement. When the time comes, we will go out together, and I don't believe we can't keep them."

Xuan Ming nodded and looked at the eight corpses on the ground. There was a trace of helplessness in his eyes. He brought out the masters of the sect twice. What he originally thought was that he could control the secular world without paying a lot of money. , but he didn’t expect that in just a short time, the elite disciples that the sect had worked so hard to cultivate had suffered so many losses. Although he was an elder of the sect, he didn’t know how to explain to the sect now.

After sending Xuan Ming and the masters of Xuantian Sect back, Jiao Hongzhuo returned to his room with a hint of disappointment. He originally thought that with the support of Xuantian Sect, he would be able to control the world without spending anything, but he didn't expect that it would be too much. For a long time, Xuantian Sect has lost nearly twenty Shengwu realm masters. "Hongzhuo, what's wrong?" Xisai and Xisi both looked at Jiao Hongzhuo, their eyes full of questions.

Jiao Hongzhuo sighed, "Just tonight, the damn Black Dragon attacked and killed seven Saint Martial Realm and nine Imperial Martial Realm masters of the Xuantian Sect, and a dozen of the Yinlong disciples were also lost."

Xisai and Xisi were shocked, and there was a hint of horror in their eyes, "Black dragon?"

Jiao Hongzhuo nodded, "The relationship between the Xuantian Sect and the Japanese has been forged."

Xisai's eyes flickered a few times, "Hongzhuo, I see you are exhausted too, go and rest."

In the courtyard of the Jiao family in Yanjing, perhaps because of the break between Jiao Hongzhuo and the Jiao family, the number of sentries in front of the door and in the courtyard increased significantly.

Although it was late at night, Jiao Meng, who was nearly a hundred years old, did not feel sleepy at all, and there was even a trace of bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

Beep beep, a slight knock on the window sounded, and Jiao Meng's expression suddenly changed, "Who?"

But just as the word left his mouth, a voice came, "Grandpa Third, it's me."

Hearing this voice, Jiao Meng's body trembled, and there was a hint of excitement on his face. Although he had only heard this voice once, it was deeply imprinted in his mind.

He quickly arrived at the door, opened the heavy door, and a figure flashed in from the outside. When he saw the owner of the figure, Jiao Meng was stunned again. The owner of the appearance was obviously not the child in his mind, but it was An old man about the same age as him.

"Third Grandpa." While speaking, Zhao Xinyu rubbed his hands on his face a few times, and his handsome face appeared in Jiao Meng's eyes.

When he saw a face that made him feel happy, a smile appeared on Jiao Meng's face, "Xinyu, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Xinyu smiled and said, "Grandpa taught me."

While speaking, Zhao Xinyu looked at Jiao Meng, and then a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes. Jiao Meng had been treated by him, and he had also given Jiao Meng some heavenly materials and earthly treasures. According to what Luo Xiao said last year, Jiao Meng's He looks the same as them, but now Jiao Meng's appearance is at least ten years older than Grandpa and the others.

"Third Grandpa, you..."

Jiao Meng smiled faintly and took Zhao Xinyu's hand, "Don't say that. I already predicted a few years ago that he is no longer a descendant of the Jiao family, and his life and death has nothing to do with us. How about your grandfather's side. "

"Very good. They were talking about you a few days ago. When you step back, they will go over and join Grandpa and the others."

Jiao Meng's body trembled, and his expression became complicated, "Xinyu, I..."

"Third Grandpa, what happened back then was not your fault. Someone was secretly targeting our family. You must be good. Come, let me take care of it for you."

Jiao Meng smiled faintly, "Wait a moment, I'll give you something."

The breath from the desk filled the air from the jade bottle, which made Zhao Xinyu's eyes shrink slightly.

"Third Grandpa, where did you get this jade bottle?"

Jiao Meng chuckled, "I don't even go out of the house very often, how could I get it? Your grandfather gave it to me. He said that you would come over secretly to read it, so he asked me to give it to you. He really meant it." Yes, I knew you would definitely come."