Desperate Night

Taizhou, Qingchen Temple.

Yu Mo Yuhen and other veteran Taoists were sitting in the main hall, looking at the Taoist disciples who slowly entered the door and sat down.

Zhengming, Zhenghong and Zhengxia are all among them.

There is also the newly added Zhengrou, that is, Yu Hong. And Zhengying, a cool woman with sharp temperament and tall figure.

Zhengming seemed to have lost his previous vigor, his expression was gloomy, his head drooped slightly, and one hand was wrapped with gauze. It was obvious that he had been injured in the past few days.

Masahiro looked calm and was not injured, but it was said that he deliberately ran away out of fear several times during the operation. He was reported to the temple by the official warlock, and many people knew about it.

Zhengxia looked solemn, holding a hospital report with her head lowered, wondering what she was thinking.

The last one, Zhengrou Yuhong, was sitting cross-legged on the futon with a calm expression. On the contrary, he was the most normal looking one.

"Zhengrou, did you really defeat the phantom soldier Guo Chengfei head-on?" Guanzhu Yuhen had already asked once, but now he asked a second time.

"It's not repelling, it's defeating!" Yu Mo quickly corrected loudly.

Everyone in the hall looked at each other and said nothing, but they all looked at Yu Hong.

The phantom soldier Guo Chengfei is different from the Yuan Tai Qizi.

He is a rare special warlock who is good at modern warfare. It is powerful in itself and has repeatedly repelled small-scale attacks by the armed forces. He also killed many people.

He is one of the ruthless characters with a very outstanding record.

But he didn't expect that he would fall into Yu Hong's hands.

"It's like this. Everyone knows that I'm good at close combat. I was just lucky and happened to be very close to her. Then I quickly got close to her and destroyed her in one fell swoop before she could use any of her techniques." Yu Hong He answered seriously, "Actually, it's my luck. The magic of the Phantom Soldier has been used up by my partner a lot before. That's why I had the opportunity to take advantage of it."

"That's it." Yu Hen showed a clear expression.

The rest of the Yu generation also nodded.

"This makes sense. Zhengrou is a martial artist and is proficient in fighting. It's understandable."

"In fact, Zhengrou must be extremely talented and able to spot the best opportunity."

"It's true. Even if an opportunity is placed in front of him, the average person will not be able to seize it. It is fleeting."

Yu Shiyu, Zhong Yufang and others agreed repeatedly. You and I made up all the processes directly for Yu Hong.

Zhengying, who had just returned, had never seen such a battle before. He felt that he had just gone out to perform a mission. After returning, the entire Taoist temple had changed. It seems that I am no longer my biological child.

Not only are there three less uncles and uncles, but the atmosphere in the hall has become all centered around the newly joined Zhengrou.

And these changes all originate from the righteousness and softness of the five elements and three gross elements.

For a time, she became more curious about this new junior brother.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. After so many strongholds of the Mud Prenatal Cult are pulled out, they will inevitably retaliate. And we don't know which point they will retaliate specifically. The only thing we can do is to reduce the dispersion of power and gather everyone together. Together to avoid being defeated individually." Yu Hen said.

"That makes sense. There is no need to be so scattered next time. All the small strongholds will be destroyed, and only the big ones will remain." Yu Mo nodded.

The two of them are now the commanders-in-chief of the entire Qingchen Temple. At a glance, everyone in the Qingchen Temple that can be defeated is here.

Those who can compete with the cadres, and have been tested in actual combat, are the five old ones, plus Zhengying, Zhengming, and Zhengrou who has just shown his strength. That’s eight people.

These strengths are still a bit weak against mud prenatal education.

The two frowned slightly, feeling uncertain.

Having been operating in Taizhou for many years, how could they not know what mud prenatal education is? The reason why they have been peacefully together for so many years is because both sides have taken a step back and have their own fears.

Now that they are really fighting, they understand how big the gap is between Qingchen Guan and Mu Fetus Cult.

"Don't worry, in view of the situation in Taizhou, Pindao has applied for support from Daomai. Support will arrive in the near future, and this time the support will be from the experts of our old friend Zihe Palace. Welcome everyone when the time comes." Yu Hen took out Checked the phone.

"Well, the flight will probably arrive tomorrow morning. I'll go back to Zhengxia. You can take someone to pick it up. Is that okay?"

Zhengxia is like a brick, it can be moved wherever it is needed.

Zhengxia glanced at Yu Hong.

"Master, may I ask if the visitor is a man or a woman?"

"This time it's a woman, just call me Senior Sister. The opponent is Feixia Sword Meng Chengshuang, one of the Four Swords of Zihe Gonglong Mountain." Yuhen replied, pinching his beard with a look of reminiscence. "Speaking of which, I was able to invite her this time because her father and I grew up together. We had a close relationship. I helped the girl poop and pee. In the blink of an eye, the little girl had a bigger fart. He has actually grown to such a big size. It’s true that these years have passed.”

"The master of the temple is talking about the little girl who came to the temple more than 20 years ago?" Yu Zhong on the side also showed a look of regret, "The one who always likes to pull our beards?"

"That's right." Yu Hen patted his thigh and nodded.

So a group of old guys began to recall their past experiences.

Yu Hong and others listened drowsily below, but no matter what, there was an old man in this family, and they had complicated connections accumulated over time. It was hard to tell when they would dig out any cards.

Just like the former Kuchan Taoist, the dignified future Master of Zihe Palace was invited over so easily. Although they were just dropping by, one could still see the background behind the Taoist and the others.

After more than half an hour of reminiscing, Yu Hen adjusted Yu Hong's seat.

According to the order of ability to fight, his position was ranked after Zhengming and Zhengying.

Since then, Yu Hong's status has risen sharply, and his reputation for actual combat has quickly spread through the adjustment of rankings.

In addition to Qingchen Temple, Taizhou also has a few discrete sorcerer circles.

The number of sorcerers in this circle far exceeds the number of people in Qingchen Temple. In essence, the only people in Qingchen Temple who can be called sorcerers are those in the Daozhong class.

The Jinyu class is basically a bunch of mediocre people, and the others who rely on talismans to get by are not counted.

Discrete sorcerers are different. It is easier for them to get started, the difficulty of practice is lower, and the threshold is also low.

And because there are not many spells to learn, and even many only need to learn one, they get started faster than Daomai in some aspects, and the qualification requirements are lower.

Not long after Yu Hong's position was adjusted, the news quickly spread from the temple. As the saying goes, one person tells ten, and ten tell a hundred.

Taizhou is a seaport, and a large number of merchant ships entering and leaving will hire some wild sorcerers to escort them.

After all, as time goes by, the frequency of mysterious events everywhere is getting higher and higher, and everyone's safety awareness is also growing.

Such an increase in the market has also given rise to the breeding of wild magicians.

Compared with the expensive Taoist disciples, wild magicians are much cheaper.

So there are not many magicians in Taizhou now.

At this time, in a small bar on the entertainment street in the suburbs of Taizhou.

Cheng Shu, who had just come out of the hospital, sat in his usual seat, leaning against the window and looking at all kinds of passers-by outside, with a dazed look.

The skin injury she suffered a few days ago has almost recovered at this time.

She was wearing a black lace dress, revealing a large area of ​​white chest skin, and there was not even a trace of scar on her skin.

From the outside, this is a plump young woman with a curvy figure and willing to give benefits.

But no one knows that she has not even married at all and is still a virgin.

The light in the bar is dim, and the soft music is looming, which gives people a sense of tranquility and peace.

Good soundproofing prevented the noise and the sound of the sea from coming in.

Cheng Shu picked up the drink and took a sip. The spicy strong liquor combined with the refreshing sweet and sour strawberry juice refreshed her somewhat drowsy spirit.

"Sister Cheng Shu? You're here so early?" Two young people dressed fashionably approached and pulled out chairs to sit down.

The two were not very old, much younger than Cheng Shu. One was a beautiful girl who looked like a high school student, wearing a milky dress and carrying a small cowhide handbag.

The other was a yellow-haired boy wearing black and white striped bell-bottom pants and a black shirt. He was about 20 years old. He sat down with his mobile phone and waved to the waiter to order food.

"How is it? Is there a lot of work here? What's good? Sister, please introduce us. We're a little tight on money recently." The yellow-haired boy sat down and whispered with a playful smile.

"When did you brothers and sisters arrive?" Cheng Shu was a little surprised to see these two people who shouldn't be here.

The elder brother is He Yuchong and the younger sister is He Yuling. They both come from a small family that specializes in calculating Feng Shui. The two siblings have some talent since childhood and can see all kinds of grievances and spells. So in order to protect themselves, they dropped out of school very early and stayed at home to learn and pass on their unique skills.

Five years ago, the two debuted and started to mix in the circle. Now they are considered to have some reputation.

In the circle, they are called the Wind Chime Twins. It means that they are well-informed and extremely vigilant. At the slightest sign of trouble, they will immediately jingle like wind chimes.

"I have been here for some time. I was originally here for vacation, but as you know, the association always receives a lot of tasks that want to get free stuff from us." Cheng Shu replied.

"Sister, are you still in that official association?" He Yuchong asked in surprise. "That association doesn't give any benefits, what's the point of staying in it?"

"What? You all quit?" Cheng Shu asked.

The association they are talking about is an official association exclusively for wild sorcerers - the Yasong Folk Customs Research Association.

This association was originally a product created by the official to gather folk sorcerers.

But after discovering that the strength of folk sorcerers was far inferior to that of regular forces such as the Taoist and Buddhist sects, the official allowed them to develop freely, and now cut all their benefits, turning them into a semi-idle organization.

"I retired early. Now we have formed our own associations, big and small. No one wants to be inferior to others, right?" He Yuchong said with a smile.

"Well, that's good. You are still young, maybe you can make a name for yourself in the future." Cheng Shu nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

"Sister Cheng Shu, you come here to take the task first, and tell us about the situation in this circle?" He Yuling smiled sweetly.

The two of them are not good at fighting techniques, and they are auxiliary, so when facing this chaotic situation, they rely more on information and intelligence.

"Here, the main situation is that the Nitai Sect, a subordinate force of the Seven Evils Alliance, is fighting hard with the Qingchen Temple, a subordinate force of the Taoist sect, and the official platform is on the Taoist sect. The fight is fierce now, so don't get involved." Cheng Shu said simply.

"Then is there any famous master? Please tell us his name so that we don't offend him if we don't know his true identity." He Yuling skillfully took out a red envelope and secretly put it into Cheng Shu's hand.