The lieutenants carried the two men up the low slope.
With such a big commotion, I guess the generals were also rushing over, but it ended too quickly... so quickly that it made me feel dazed.
As expected.
As soon as I walked up, I saw Hong Lei and Zhao Kanglin rushing over with dozens of people.
"What happened?" Hong Lei's eyelids twitched.
"It was a big deal... but now it's fine."
It was really difficult for Wang Meng to explain clearly to the general in just a few words, so he could only move forward while carrying the man.
Several lieutenants were chattering excitedly, waving swords and black knives...
It took Hong Lei a long time to figure out what had happened.
His expression was somewhat complicated.
In fact, when he saw the seriously injured Dai Bing, he had already guessed something.
I just don't quite understand.
I clearly told Shen Yi to keep an eye on her.
How could the other party target people like this... Besides, there was also a man wearing a butler's uniform tied together.
The deacon of Qingfeng Mountain is not a good person.
Even if you confront them, it is hard to get the upper hand.
"General, how should we deal with them?" Wang Meng put the man on the ground.
Hearing this, Zhao Kanglin said coldly: "This is a time of trouble. There is no need to follow the rules and waste manpower to supervise. This person almost killed his colleagues. If he is a traitor, he should be killed!"
Hong Lei frowned and looked at him, then turned around and asked, "Is Shen Yi injured?"
Wang Meng opened his mouth and said, "Uh... I don't think so. Lord Shen looks very relaxed."
He recalled it carefully again, then nodded affirmatively.
"Nonsense!" Zhao Kanglin sneered.
How could it be as easy as these beginner warriors said to fight one against two?
Hong Lei was too lazy to pay attention to him. He looked at the three cloud patterns on Dai Bing's cuffs and wondered how many demons he had to kill and how many people he had to save to earn that much.
Besides, Shen Yi was able to injure the two men so badly, so he didn't mind stabbing them again. Instead, he left them with a breath, tied them up and sent them to him. Perhaps there was another meaning behind this.
He sighed and said in a deep voice, "He's almost being beaten to death, why are you still keeping an eye on him? Just keep him. If he's lucky enough to survive, bring him back to the Demon Suppression Division for disposal."
Hearing this, Dai Bing, who was lying on the ground dying with a gloomy expression, glanced sideways at his senior brother and swallowed the fishy sweet taste in his mouth.
The two looked at each other, with complicated and bitter expressions on their lips.
It was clear that the young man had cut off his escape route with his own hands. In the end, he was able to temporarily save his life, but he had to thank that man for his ruthlessness.
"If you are stubborn and only know how to stick to those little rules, you will never achieve great success in your life."
Zhao Kanglin showed contempt. The superiors said he was to guard the place, but Hong Lei really didn't move at all.
If I had known this would happen, why would I have called these people over?
Seeing that they completely ignored his words, Zhao Kanglin snorted coldly: "Where is Mr. Shen? Why didn't he come to report such a big thing?"
Wang Meng and his captains had tolerated him for a long time, and subconsciously wanted to fight back.
But then he saw Shen Yi walking slowly down the low slope.
Judging from his expression, he didn't look injured, or even like he had just fought.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Kanglin's face twitched and fear flashed across his eyes...what those captains said was actually true.
Thinking of this, he turned his back silently.
Hong Lei smiled with emotion and said, "Brother Shen, you are very skilled."
What a young talent, he makes an old man feel ashamed of himself.
Shen Yi walked to his side, pondered for a moment, and reminded him: "It's time to take action on the mountain." "Huh?"
Hong Lei's gesture of bowing was slightly delayed, and he replied subconsciously: "It's just a deacon who is desperate. Brother Shen doesn't need to be so cautious. General Chen..."
Halfway through his words, a look of surprise flashed across his square face.
The deacon in the sect fled under the cover of night, indicating that he disagreed with his superiors. Elder Nujian was on the cliff, but he did not stop him.
If the entire Qingfeng Sect has become divided.
Could it be that the old leader is really willing to risk the wrath of the world?
For all the disciples on and off Qingfeng Mountain, whether they worked together to resist the Demon Suppression Division or surrendered their disciples, the pressure was on the top of the mountain.
But if the people above want to protect someone, but the people below want to escape.
Wouldn't this group of people, who were originally only responsible for guarding the gorge, have to face the counterattack of most of the disciples of the mountain sect?
Thinking of this, Hong Lei gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you for the reminder!"
He snatched the torch from the person next to him, walked to an open area, and used all his Jade Liquid Realm vision to look up at the top of the cliff.
I saw that Elder Nujian, who was sitting cross-legged, had stood up at some point.
He took off the wooden hairpin on his head, and sparse silver threads fell loosely on his shoulders.
There was no ripple in his cloudy eyes, yet there was a strange sense of anger, as if it was not an emotion but some kind of background that he had deliberately accumulated.
The old man looked down and his eyes fell on the deacon of Qingfeng Mountain.
Looking at the disciple, there was still a breath left.
He sighed slightly, the anger in his eyes was just a little bit away from being full, but it could never completely occupy his eyes.
"Didn't you say that you seriously injured him?" Hong Lei shouted to the person beside him.
"I… hurt him anyway."
Zhao Kanglin was a little lacking in confidence. The aura of Elder Nujian at this moment was three times sharper than when he was at his peak. "Why rush? If he dares to come down, we will set up a demon suppression formation and make sure he never comes back."
This person seems unreliable, but what he said is not false.
The generals of the Demon Suppression Division have access to all kinds of superior martial arts and precious medicines. When facing disciples from various sects, even those from a big sect like Qingfeng Sect, they are not afraid of them at all, and are even able to defeat them.
With two lieutenants in the middle stage of Jade Liquid Realm guarding this place, and dozens of captains forming a formation to help, there would be basically no accidents in capturing the old and frail Angry Sword Elder.
What Hong Lei was worried about was... looking at the expression of the old man Nujian, either he had gone mad and was looking for death, or Guanjian Gorge, the most unsuitable place for escape, had become the breakout point for this group of disciples.
"Shen Yi obeys orders."
He turned around and pulled out an iron plate from his waist: "Take my oral order and, in the name of the commander-in-chief of Guanjian Gorge, go and invite these eight generals over. Remember, be quick! Be careful!"
Shen Yi raised his eyes. This was only his second time on duty. It was fine for him to offer some suggestions, but he would not be so conceited as to think that his judgment would be more accurate than that of this veteran.
The cultivation level of the Jade Liquid Realm is not weak, but in this situation, it cannot play the role of deciding the outcome alone, and it cannot be more useful than the eight generals combined.
He reached out to take the badge, but it was snatched away by another person.
Zhao Kanglin gritted his teeth and said, "I'm injured, let me go."
Hearing this, Shen Yi remained calm, but the group of golden eagle captains next to him gritted their teeth and looked away.
Hong Lei glared at the dandy with a look of disappointment. The other party was the one who gave the order for the Demon Suppression Formation. This thing was the inner camp's trump card, and he, the people from the outer camp, had no idea how to use it.
"Go quickly and come back soon!"
After saying that, he looked at Gao Ya again. Fortunately... the old man still needed some time to accumulate.
Shen Yi looked at him in silence, but his expression did not show the same relief as Hong Lei's.
Under his powerful eyesight.
Behind Elder Nujian, at the far end of the high cliff, a group of disciples with weak auras slowly approached the edge of the cliff. Some were in the initial stage, and some even had not yet reached the perfection of their mortal stage.
(End of this chapter)