Myriad Realms Free Mercenaries

Chapter 130 I Come to Ferry You
"Uh..." Jin Yifang looked at Su Yunxiu, scratched the back of his head with a smile, took out a few pine nut candies from his waist pocket, handed it to Ouyang Fei, and said, "I love Xiuxiu too." Eat this, so I will carry some on weekdays."

"Hahahaha...Okay, okay, very good." Ouyang Fei felt very happy for some reason, grabbed the pine nut candy in Jin Yifang's hand, threw it into his mouth, and then looked at the smiling man standing quietly beside him. Pu Zheng.

Seeing this, Jin Yifang hurriedly introduced each other: "Brother Ou, this is Master Puzheng of Shaolin Temple. This time we were ordered by General Li to pull out this red-clothed altar, and Master led us to wait."

"Master, this is Hero Ouyang Fei Ou. A few months ago, Xiuxiu and I were trapped by the wolf's fangs. It was only thanks to Hero Ou that we saved our lives. It can be said that he is the savior of Xiuxiu and me."

Hearing this, Puzheng smiled and raised his palms, and said: "Amitabha, Lord Ou has a heart for the people of the world. He is really a chivalrous man, and the poor monk admires him."

Ouyang Fei clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Master, you are being polite. I just do what I can. Since I am lucky enough to meet you this time, Master, I will go with you! If you don't dare to say anything else, the five hundred red-clothed disciples will Leave it to me."

Puzheng was refreshed when he heard the words, and said happily: "It's the best, it's not too late, I'll go now!"

"It's up to the master to decide."

With the addition of Ouyang Fei, Jin Yifang and Su Yunxiu made a firm decision, mainly because Ouyang Fei's sniper rifle impressed them so deeply, there was a feeling that a single gun in hand would make a thousand soldiers turn away.

At that moment, the twelve Tiance military masters got on their horses one after another, Puzheng and Jin Yifang Su Yunxiu galloped towards the red-clothed altar with lightness kung fu, and Ouyang Fei used the spiral nine shadows to follow closely beside the three of them without missing a beat.

Sifangxing and Ouyang Fei can't use the martial arts of the beggar gang at will, because there is no way to explain it. After all, stealing martial arts from other schools is a taboo no matter in any world. Fortunately, he also learned the martial arts of the Nine Yin Manual.

Ten miles away, in a flash, a group of 16 people stood in front of the red-clothed altar.

"who?"

"It's Tiance Army, quickly report to the altar master, the enemy is attacking."

Seeing Puzheng and his group of masters approaching with murderous intent, there was a sudden chaos outside the gate of the red-clothed altar, and dozens of red-clothed disciples rushed out with swords and knives in hand.

These red-clothed disciples are different from the glamorous and revealing NPCs in the game. They are a group of fanatics who have been brainwashed and taught the art of fighting.

No need for others to say anything, Ouyang Fei directly picked up the sniper rifle and fired, the muzzle sparks kept jumping, and the disciples in red fell down one by one with blood on their bodies.

The footsteps of Puzheng and the others were hardly hindered in the slightest, and they walked up the steps in the gate of the red-clothed altar step by step. The man got off his horse and followed closely behind.

None of the red-clothed disciples rushing from all directions could get within ten feet of them, as long as they appeared within Ouyang Fei's sight, they would immediately fall to the ground and die.

For these red-clothed disciples who have joined the Red Clothes Sect for a long time, even Puzheng, a merciful monk, has no mercy at all, because these people are hopeless, and if they have just been bewitched, they can still try to save them. one time.

Assassin, the leader in red, traveled around the Middle East for ten years in his early years, preaching and preaching. During this period, he discovered a highly effective hallucinogen, which became one of the important tools for Assassin to control believers in the future.

Assassin secretly spent a lot of money to build a base in a remote area, which is full of sensuality and beauty, and then sent people to poor villages to pick some strong men with well-developed limbs but less flexible minds, and brought them into the base after being stunned by hallucinogens.

When these people woke up, they were presented with magnificent furnishings and beauties and wine. Assassin told them that this is the so-called heaven and life in heaven, and let the group of people enjoy it wantonly.

After they enjoyed it for a few days, they were anesthetized and sent back to their original village, and told that only by following Assassin's guidance could they re-enter the kingdom of heaven after death, and then sent them out to carry out the assassination mission.

These deluded people are not afraid of death, because in their hearts, death is the only bridge to the kingdom of heaven, so when carrying out assassination missions, they often risk their lives in order to return to heaven earlier.

Assassin took advantage of this group of desperate killers to establish his own terror kingdom, spreading the red-clothed forums all over the world.

As Ouyang Fei and his party continued to move forward, the red-clothed disciples died wave after wave, and soon exceeded a hundred. Gradually, no one rushed forward like this meaninglessly, and retreated to the square at the top of the sub-altar .

Although the disciples in red were not afraid of death, and even regarded dying in battle for the religion as a way to return to the kingdom of heaven, no one was willing to do such a meaningless death.

Ouyang Fei put down the already hot sniper rifle, and followed Puzheng upwards silently, but he found that as he got closer to the top, the atmosphere around him became a bit weird.

Puzheng's state at this time is very strange!

"Duk...duk...duk..."

The red-clothed altar fell silent for a while, only the sound of Yu Puzheng's Zen staff and the knocking of the stone steps.

No matter how long the stairs finally came to an end, Ouyang Fei and his party finally reached the square at the top of the Red Clothes Altar.

I saw three or four hundred red-clothed disciples standing quietly in the square at this time, but standing in the middle was a beautiful woman in a white flowing skirt, just like one of the ten thousand red roses, one left behind and independent white peonies.

The woman was 23 or [-] years old, with tall temples, half-exposed shoulders, and two strange-shaped long swords of the same style as Su Yunsleeves on her back. With a mocking smile on her face, she watched slowly walking towards Her uprightness.

Ouyang Fei looked secretly, this person is Xiu Niang who betrayed Qixiufang, right?But I don't know why she betrayed Qixiu. The mission details only say that she has an old relationship with Puzheng, but what kind of old is this old?It can't be an old love!

But it is not certain, although Ouyang Fei has never played the game of Swordsman Love, but he also had a general understanding of this world when he took on Su Yunxiu's mission last time. Generally speaking, the main theme of this world is: Swordsman, Love.

Then it is not a particularly unexpected thing that Shaolin eminent monks had such a past with Qixiu beauties.

At this moment, Ouyang Fei noticed that around Xiuniang, there were four beautiful women with revealing clothes and flirtatious looks. Their weapons were different from the other red-clothed disciples, which was a huge purple ring.

Judging from the aura emanating from them, they should be masters. Ouyang Fei couldn't help but look at them a few more times, and put more energy on them.

"I don't know what's the big deal for the master to bring someone to my red clothes division?" Xiu Niang asked with an inexplicable smile on her face, as if greeting an old friend.

Pu Zheng's face was as calm as water, calm, his eyelids drooped, and he didn't look at Xiuniang, but he didn't know whether he didn't want to, didn't want to, or... didn't dare.

"I'm here to ferry you."

(End of this chapter)