Who lost this loyal dog?

Sun Tzu said: The love of soldiers is the speed.

As the commander-in-chief, Wen Hongyu acted vigorously and led the crowd to set off for Jingzhou.

In this dispatch, the Xiaoyao faction can be called the best of the best. Needless to say, the leaders such as Li Chengru and others, Zhang Ze has a little sense of their aura, whether they are gentle or fierce, but every time All are very strong.

Presumably the same is true for the other six factions, going all out to win the battle that cannot be lost.

It's just...it always feels a little strange.

Taking advantage of the break, Zhang Ze glanced at his companions as unobtrusively as possible, trying to find out the problem.

once, twice...

Sensing his movements, Wen Hongyu just turned his head and looked at him, and nodded slightly.

"Master, did you find something?"

Tianyi picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water, and brought it to Zhang Ze.

"I don't know..." Zhang Ze frowned and thought hard, trying to find out the crux of the matter, but after several times of searching, he found nothing. He obviously only felt that he was a little short, but he couldn't make any progress.

He glanced around.

This is an inn in Jingzhou, and it is the last place for them to stay before entering Lingxiao Mountain.Wen Hongyu ordered to take a rest here and replenish water.

The originally lively place was suddenly silent after they entered. Except for the store owner who rushed forward to greet him, the rest of the diners were as quiet as quails. They lowered their chopsticks a lot more lightly. It's a group of flood beasts.

Ordinary people are naturally full of vigilance against the people in the rivers and lakes who fight and kill, not to mention that a group of martial arts people with sharp knives undoubtedly means a big trouble.

In this regard, Zhang Ze expressed his understanding.

But it's not a person who doesn't think it's a big deal if he doesn't watch the excitement.

In the corner, the sound of small conversations at a dining table caught Zhang Ze's attention. He slowed down his breathing and pricked up his ears.

I only heard one of the younger voices say: "Hey, Master, look there, are all the members of the Seven Sects here?"

"Tu'er be careful." Along with the sound of bamboo chopsticks hitting the skull, another more calm voice warned, and then praised the channel: "It's all there, Tuer has a good eye."

"They are all wearing martial arts clothes, your apprentice and I are so blind that I can't see..." The voice paused for a while, and then said, "Master, master, help me quickly, is Young Xia Yu still alive?" inside?"

"We martial arts practitioners must return to the original and guard our hearts, and sharpen ourselves. You are better off. You are always a jade young hero, and a jade young hero is short..."

"Master..."

Zhang Ze didn't have the time to listen to the conversation between the master and the apprentice, and he finally found the abnormality.

Bi Yan, Lu Xiaoyu, Rong Fang... He counted them one by one, but he didn't see any of these familiar faces.

If it is said that they were unable to catch up because they had a task, then why is Yu Changfeng who is in the Xiaoyao faction not there?Could it be that there is something more important than the decisive battle?

Furthermore, at such a critical time, Chen Wufeng, the only familiar member of the Beggar Gang, also disappeared.

An inexplicable but ominous feeling climbed up his back little by little, Zhang Ze silently looked back, his brows knit together unconsciously.

Hope everything goes well.

Thinking about the manpower dispatched by the seven factions this time, and comparing it with the known forces of Netherworld, he let out a sigh of relief.

Jingzhou, Lingxiao Mountain.

The endless mountains are quietly located in an inaccessible place. The luxuriant trees are covered by insects and birds, and the business is full. Along the way, there are fewer and fewer people. No one has visited for a hundred years, but the mountains are not desolate.

Under their feet is the narrow path stepped on by the previous pathfinders, and there may be a ghostly contribution in it, winding and extending into the mountains, leading them to the established goal.

When they arrived at the place, Wen Hongyu and the other sect leaders took their disciples to set up camp and explore the terrain non-stop. Zhang Ze, who was temporarily free, reported to Wen Hongyu, and took Tianyi together to join the team of surveying.

It's just that unlike other people who spread outwards with the camp as the center, Tianyi followed behind his master, watching in silence that his master was only momentarily confused at the beginning, and then he jumped up the tree tops neatly , the target is clearly galloping in one direction.

Tianyi tapped his toes lightly on the branch, and understood what was going on at a glance.He closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment, then mobilized his inner strength, and he followed his master like a ghost in the square inch of shadow behind him like a shadow.

Zhang Ze hurriedly landed on the ground, with the wind under his feet, he couldn't wait to turn around around, and finally he returned to the place where he fell at first, turning his head according to the inexplicable feeling in his heart.

There should be a mountain there, and the treasure house is in that mountain.

Looking far away, without any accident, he saw the top of the mountain at the end of his sight.

Sure enough, Zhang Ze sighed lightly and said, "I've been here before."

Zhang Ze paused for a moment, looked around again at the strange yet familiar forest, and repeated: "I've been here more than once."

In his forgotten past, in his nightmares every night, he stood here again and again, fighting, then being defeated, and dying, followed by a huge roar that resounded through the forest and buried everything.

Was it his failure that led to those never-ending journeys?

Will there be a different ending this time?

Zhang Ze's slender and powerful five fingers spread out in front of his eyes—because of holding the sword for a long time, the skin at the base of his fingers was worn and healed, and now a thick cocoon has formed, and he will not be injured again.

Compared with when he was a fledgling at the beginning, he has made great progress during this period of time, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Coupled with the help of the martial arts master Wen, a strong premonition reverberated in his heart. , will definitely be a different ending!

"It's getting late, we should go back, Tianyi."

Compared with when he left, the camp was almost completely changed. The redundant trees were cut down, and the potholes were repaired and leveled.In order to ensure the concealment of the action, there was no way to light a fire in the mountains, so everyone could only eat a few pieces of dry food with the cold water in the kettle.Fortunately, the internal strength of the people present is not low, and the unique chill in the mountains and forests will not cause much trouble.

According to the on-the-spot investigation, after discussing with several major leaders, Wen Hongyu began to assign patrol tasks to each disciple.

He took out the treasure map that was stitched together, and clicked on a position above: "This is where the treasure house is," he moved his finger, and landed on a place nearby: "This is where we are now. There are two sides around here. Mountains, the terrain is steep, we must be careful to prevent the enemy from attacking us by surprise."

As he said that, Wen Hongyu pointed out a few condescending points, and said: "Master Shen, Master Ye, I will trouble you to arrange disciples to guard these places in turn tonight."

The two heads of Huashan Emei who were named nodded in response.

"Master Chen, I entrust you with patrolling the forest where the treasure house is located. Once you find any traces of Nether, report it immediately."

The head of Wudang happily accepted the order: "Senior Wen, please rest assured."

"Abbot Yongxin,..."

In the silent deep forest, it seems that only Wen Hongyu's calm and steady voice, and the short and powerful responses of the elders in charge are left.

Following the orderly delivery of instructions one after another, the disciples of various sects took action one after another, silently walking through the lush forest, and quickly and tacitly built a radius of hundreds of miles into an impregnable rock.

A trace of killing intent gradually rose, and gradually permeated the entire mountain forest.Sensitive and startled birds and beasts seemed to sense the danger, and calmed down angrily.

Zhang Ze finally felt a little bit of urgency belatedly. He watched the people who had received the tasks leave one by one, and he was the only one left in place: "Senior Wen, do I have any tasks?"

Wen Hongyu had expected it a long time ago, so he just smiled gently: "Replenish your energy and stay vigilant. It might be very lively tonight. At that time, it will depend on you."

Is it night? Zhang Ze nodded and made a note to himself, but he didn't know if this commotion was caused by You Ming or...a traitor?

In order to maintain the best condition and be able to face the enemy at any time, he chose to use meditation instead of sleep.

Compared with the noisy daytime, Lingxiao Mountain is very quiet at night. Zhang Ze let go of his perception to the limit of his ability, but he could only perceive the rustling noise of nocturnal insects under the cover of branches and leaves.

In the distance, the night watchman deliberately took a slow breath, and the footsteps of the patrolling disciples were so light that they almost blended into the night scene.

As the chill gradually deepened, Zhang Ze imitated his companions to restrain their breath, gathering his own breath to the extreme with each breath, and completely blending into the increasingly dense night.

A large piece of cloud floated from nowhere and slowly covered the only light source in the dark night, and the forest, which could barely see things, could not see for a moment.

The cool wind swirled around Zhang Ze's side, and there was an ominous breath in the wind.

Those people really picked a good time to kill and set fire, Zhang Ze's body was ready to go, he breathed lightly, and quietly opened his eyes in the darkness.

After a muffled "bang", Tianyi silently came to his side, and transmitted the voice into secret: "Enemy attack."

Zhang Ze looked at Xiao Xiao who was lying on the ground, and raised his eyebrows—he was still breathing, Tian Yi didn't kill him.

"It's not Nether." Tian Yi explained.

After Zhang Ze nodded, he said, "Senior Wen."

Tianyi understood, raised his head to identify the direction, and took the lead.

Zhang Ze followed closely behind, rounded a few bends, stopped abruptly, and hid himself in the shadows.

Not far ahead, two groups of troops were silently confronting each other in the dark. The troops headed by Wen Hongyu were besieged in the middle of the empty camp. Have time to return to defense.

On the other side, the person who planned all this with one hand waved his arm, and the minions surrounded all around fiercely threw their swords at the prey who fell into the surround.

Although his vision was dim, Zhang Ze still recognized the person through the faintly visible tall figure. This person was the current leader of the Beggar Gang, Kang Sun.