nine thousand years old

Chapter 97 Up Mopan Mountain
kill!

Roaring like a dragon, the Xiuchun knife slashed at the Bailian bandit, blood splashed, and the flesh rolled up. People fell down one after another like leeks being cut, and the strong smell of blood spread, making people sick, and the ground His corpses are piled up like a mountain, as tragic as hell.

Not long after, the 200 people who were sent to the periphery by Su Hanyun in advance also came in from the outside. The troops from both sides converged, their faces were filled with unconcealable sternness and ferocity, the smell of blood spread, and the evil spirit was extremely strong.

Simply, everyone has been killed!
"Master, kill everyone, this is their general!"

Jin Yiwei Qianhu brought Wang Meng, who was completely paralyzed, with a face full of despair and fear, in front of Su Hanyun. This guy had been completely crippled, lying on the ground like mud, curled up thinking and shivering.

"You order, everyone, put on the clothes of the White Lotus Sect bandit, and prepare to go to Mopan Mountain!"

Su Hanyun ordered in a cold voice.

Jin Yiwei Qianhu wiped off the blood on his face with a respectful face, and led the Dongchang fanboys to get busy, while Su Hanyun lowered his head, lifted Wang Meng's head, and said in a dark voice,
"Cooperate with our family and let you die happily, otherwise..."

Snapped!
The five poisonous claws slapped the latter's chest, and the strong poisonous gas spread. The skin on the latter's chest was instantly black, and then quickly began to corrode, peel off, and the foul smell spread. Wang Meng trembled violently and wailed.

"I promise...promise..."

"it is good!"

Su Hanyun pointed at his chest with both hands, and the spreading speed of the poisonous gas stopped immediately. Wang Meng shivered and curled up together, his whole body was completely devoid of energy.

In a short time, all the Dongchang fans changed into the clothes of the White Lotus Sect bandit, and people hid the Xiuchun knife under the carriage filled with kerosene and explosives, and then gathered in front of Su Hanyun again.

"Master, you are ready!"

Jin Yiwei Qianhu also changed into tattered clothes, and messed up his hair by the way, kneeling at Su Hanyun's feet like a messy starving man.

"Take us to Mopan Mountain!"

Su Hanyun threw Wang Meng at the foot of Jinyiwei Qianhu. Wang Meng nodded tremblingly with despair on his face. Qianhu picked him up and put him on the front carriage. Following Wang Meng's command, the carriage slowly headed towards Mopan Mountain. Go deep.

"Master, you..."

Qianhu returned to Su Hanyun's side, looked at the black python suit on his body, and said in a low voice,

"Do you want to change into clothes too?"

"Need not!"

Su Hanyun sneered and said,
"Tie up our family, take it over, say that we have been arrested, so that the so-called saint can be drawn out, and our family also wants to arrest her, go back and interrogate her, and see if we can find some useful information." Information."

"Master, is this... too risky?"

Hearing this, Qian Hu could not hide his solemnity and worry on his bloody face. They pretended to be Bailian sect bandits and broke into Mopan Mountain. It was already very dangerous. Once they were discovered, even if they detonated the explosives, they might not be able to escape safely. .

And the Governor wants to catch the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus. Although the woman's spells are fake, it is said that her martial arts are not weak. Moreover, there are two envoys of the White Lotus and ten generals by her side. Know some masters!
This is no joke!

The Governor is nine thousand years old, His Majesty's own younger brother, if something happens to him, it will definitely cause great turmoil, moreover, no one can deal with the matter of Guan Long!

"It's okay!"

"The White Lotus Sect is nothing but a threat to our family!"

"Just do it!"

Su Hanyun didn't care about it. With the Star Absorption Dafa and the Sunflower Canon, and the Longquan Sword beside him, he believed that no one in the White Lotus Sect could stop him, and even if it was dangerous, this matter had to be done!
Now that the situation is urgent, the Zhao family has already started to make some moves, and the Wind and Rain House does not inquire much about the news from the Zhao family. It is necessary to get some useful information from the mouth of the white lotus saint to facilitate follow-up actions!

"Supervisor...that subordinate offended!"

Seeing that Su Hanyun insisted on this, Qianhu didn't dare to say any more, even though there was still unconcealed worry on his face, he bowed his hands respectfully, ordered someone to fetch the rope, tied Su Hanyun up, and put him in the grain cart superior.

……

White Lotus Sect!
The huge felt tent stands tall, and the slightly gloomy sky seems to be pressing on the top of people's heads. The golden banner engraved with bright red talismans flutters and rattles with the cold wind.

The saint was dressed in white, sitting upright in front of the yurt, her hands formed strange handprints, her face was extremely dignified, surrounded by dozens of disciples, who also sat cross-legged and closed their eyes, with pious expressions, chanting unknown words scriptures.

Countless people knelt around the yurt, and their expressions were extremely devout. They kowtowed and muttered, praying to God, praying to the saint, and sending down food!
This is the Bailian religious meeting held every other month. The white lotus saint will appear in front of people and pray for the people on Mopan Mountain. After this blessing, the people will get some food, and sometimes, There is meat!
People are looking forward to it.

boom!
Not long after, a strong aura emanated from the Saintess of the White Lotus, a gust of wind blew up, the white robe fluttered, and the Saintess's hair fluttered.

"go with!"

She suddenly opened her eyes, and glanced towards the southeast direction of the yurt, and then a strangely shining thing shot out from her body, and shot towards the stove in the distance. With a bang, the thing fell, and everyone All the stoves were burning at the same time, and the flames were raging.

Some of the cooks who were in charge of cooking ran to the stove, lifted the huge cover, their faces were full of excitement, and they shouted,
"There is food!"

"There's also meat!"

"The saint's spell has manifested!"

"Thank you saint!"

"Thank you saint!"

The faces of the people also showed unconcealable excitement, and they all kowtowed in thanks, and the piety in their eyes became more intense.

"Grateful to the sky, grateful to the gods!"

The white lotus saintess stood up slowly, looked at the sky with sincerity, then knelt down and kowtowed, and read a series of scriptures, and the disciples also got up and knelt down.

"Thank heaven, thank the gods!"

The people did not dare to take the slightest hint, and once again sincerely kowtowed to thank, the mighty voice swept away, breaking a bit of sacred meaning.

Not long after, the ceremony ended, and the saint stood up under the grateful and pious eyes of the people, and walked towards the felt tent with the support of several disciples. The color of gratitude is stronger.

And then, someone sounded the gongs and drums, and people rushed towards the food distribution like crazy. They haven't had enough food for a long time, and there is still meat today, so they must eat enough!
People's faces are filled with happiness.

"A bunch of idiots..."

The saint stood at the door of the yurt, her eyes swept over the crazy crowd, her face showed unconcealable disgust and disdain, she had lost interest in these guys, the barren mountains and wild mountains here are really boring, When can I go back to Datong, that is the paradise on earth!
"Saint, the King God will be back!"

After a long silence, a disciple came to the saint, bowed and said.

"How? What about food?"

"A total of [-] dans of food, all of which were snatched back, and, I heard that some kind of overseer was also arrested!"

The woman said in a low voice.

"what?"

The saint's face showed unconcealable excitement, and her eyes lit up. She caught the governor and was nine thousand years old. This is a great credit. The Zhao family has already started to take action. Time to catch that eunuch, the Patriarch of the Zhao family will definitely reward him well!
Maybe you can go back to Datong Mansion!
"Go, tell Wang Meng, when you arrive at the camp, immediately bring that Lord Governor over here. I, the Holy Maiden, have to take a good look at it!"

The saint ordered.

"Yes!"

The female disciple twisted her alluring waist and left slowly.

At the same time, a group of carriages loaded with black powder and kerosene drove slowly into the camp of the White Lotus Sect, driven by Dongchang fans who pretended to be White Lotus Sect bandits.

"Several of you, disperse the carriages to various places, and prepare to distribute the food. I don't want anyone to snatch it. Wait for Lao Tzu's signal, and distribute it together at that time!"

Jin Yiwei Qianhu grinned, pretending to be grinning, and told the people that the reason why the carriages were scattered everywhere was to spread the fire and kerosene as much as possible when the gunpowder exploded. All over Mopan Mountain, let the fire get out of control, and the so-called food distribution signal is the signal to ignite gunpowder!

"Yes!"

The fans all knew it well, with a cold light in their eyes, they dragged the carriage and scattered to various places. The people around them all focused on the food, and didn't even notice that these people who pushed the food had already It's not the guys who went to grab the food back then.

"Take me to see the saint!"

Su Hanyun glanced at the limp Wang Meng, and said in a dark voice.

(End of this chapter)