…

An Ruoxing led a team of people to search and rescue people further away in the mountains and forests again, and heavy snow hit his face and body.

It made him feel as if he had returned to the past of searching and rescuing with Shen Zhixuan and others.

The vast expanse of snow seems to be the same everywhere, and there seems to be no difference in any gathering point. Even the rescued people seem to look the same!

But around him, five brothers are forever missing.

Watching groups of people being rescued, I feel the surprise of gratitude for being suddenly reborn from despair.

I watched groups of victims being escorted by the guards, dragging their families onto huge sleds, and then speeding away.

Another expert who sent people back joined the search and rescue team.

I think of Shenzhixuan Zhao Yi and others’ smiles from the bottom of their hearts every time the search and rescue was successful.

"Deputy Chief, there were more than 3,000 people this time, and several nearby villages were brought back together. A lot of people were found this time."

A voice said happily in my ear.

This voice was the same as the one that sounded mysterious every time he rescued people before. Even the words he spoke and the happy emotion in his voice were the same.

An Ruoxing smiled in a daze: "Old God, where are we now? There are still many people waiting for us to save."

As he spoke, he turned around and said, "Then..."

Suddenly seeing the person's face clearly, An Ruoxing felt a sudden pain in her heart, and tears suddenly rushed out without any warning.

"Okay, okay, continue the search and rescue..."

An Ruoxing wiped his eyes in embarrassment.

The visitor lowered his head and said sadly: "Deputy Chief..."

"I'm fine."

An Ruo

people."

"Go ahead!"

"yes!"

Once again, it was confirmed that no one existed in the village buried in heavy snow, and An Ruoxing ordered someone to send the victims away on sleds.

The snow is more than ten feet thick. Even if ordinary people are alive, they will never be able to leave the mountains and forests. No sleds or other tools can be used. Moreover, there are no roads at all. Mountain streams, cliffs, etc.... nothing can be seen.

All we can do is wait for the defenders to rescue us.

Watching several Guardian masters pulling sleds away at lightning speed, An Ruoxing turned around and led the team into the wind and snow again.

Somewhere in the air, he felt that Zhao Yi and the others were not dead, and were still firmly following him.

This made his steps in the snow much calmer and firmer!

“Meaningful!”

"This is what we fight for our whole lives!"

"Death without regrets! Old God, wait for me, brothers will eventually be reunited!"

…

Fang Che had the Golden Horned Jiao to lead the way, and no one found him in the overwhelming terrain. The Golden Horned Jiao was scouting ahead and would not miss anything.

If you encounter a defender searching for and rescuing you, take a detour immediately.

You won't encounter it at all.

For Fang Che, he is not planning to search and rescue, he just wants to kill people, find those small sects, and kill them all.

Although he does not participate in search and rescue, he is protecting the search and rescue!

This is the fundamental problem of once and for all, but others do not have such conditions as him, so only he can do this.

But in the eyes of Mo Wang and others, it was the leader who led him and others on a wild run and traveled thousands of miles without being inhabited.

"This southeast is so vast and sparsely populated!"

The six people were all amazed.

Even in the most remote places of Solipsism, as long as it is not in the ancient mountains and forests ruled by monsters, there are still traces of human beings, but what is going on here?

finally.

Fang Che waved his hand.

Everyone stopped immediately, then quickly dispersed, going around invisible in the blizzard.

There were more than a dozen people active in front.

Moreover, the golden-horned dragon felt the breath of death all over.

It's fifteen men in white.

One of them held the same bucket of blood as Fang Che's.

A steady stream of blood is pouring into the blood bucket from the ruined mountain village below like blood fountains.

On the ground were the bodies of more than three hundred ordinary people.

Some of their bodies are still squirming. But...it's no use.

There are also two corpses of the defenders, lying quietly in the snow, with monstrous anger still vaguely visible on their withered faces!

finally.

After the blood was collected, the leader waved his hand with no expression on his face.

"Walk!"

"Walk?"

A voice came out coldly.

"You come to my southeast and want to leave?!"

Fifteen people looked stern at the same time, and they gathered together instantly, back to back, forming a defensive formation.

Clang Clang…

The swords were unsheathed at the same time.

The leader put away the blood bucket, looked into the heavy snow with hawk-like eyes, and said coldly: "Who is pretending to be a ghost in front of me?"

Under the vigilant gazes of the fifteen people, the wind and snow parted like a curtain, and a man, dressed in white, with a beard on his face, walked out of the wind and snow, Shi Shiran, with his hands behind his back.

Beside him, there were three people on each side, forming a guard formation.

The head of the bearded man looked at the fifteen people with eyes like a vulture looking at a rotting corpse. He raised his chin slightly and asked arrogantly: "Where did they come from? Where did they come from? Tell me your name and let me listen."

When the leader of the fifteen people saw these seven people coming out, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It really scared me...it turns out they are acquaintances, Brother Night Demon, and my younger brother Lu Juntong."

Others also breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out to be the Night Stalker!

Although Night Demon has a bad reputation, in this Guardian Continent, he is one of his own!

I saw the face of the Lord Night Demon Cult Leader was full of dissatisfaction and anger, looking at these fifteen people fiercely.

Mo Wang and others all understood the thoughts of their leader: I led people for thousands of miles to find someone to kill, but I finally found a village, and I was actually intercepted!

This is so depressing!

If you don't get angry now, when will you wait?

In fact, Fang Che was very disappointed. It's not the Destiny Cult! You said you're not the Destiny Cult, why did you come out to do this? It's delaying me from killing people!

"Your name is Lu Juntong? Do you know me?"

Fang Che lowered his eyes and looked at Lu Juntong with malice: "Lu Juntong, what organization are you from?"

"Brothers were ordered to establish the Tianli Sect...Brother Night Demon, we met once during the Gu City God Raising Project. I surrendered to you..."

Lu Juntong said humbly.

"Oh? Have you ever surrendered to me?"

Fang Che tilted his head, his eyes were fierce and mocking: "Now he has suddenly become the leader? Tsk...it's really these days...only my orthodox religion really has no one left, any cat or dog can be the leader...I suddenly

How come I, the leader of the Night Demon Cult, am so worthless?"

Lu Juntong's face turned blue and white, but he didn't dare to get angry. He smiled and said, "Brother Night Demon, you are..."

"Who are you, the leader?"

Fang Che's eyes were still malicious: "I didn't hear you clearly just now! Say it again!"

"Tenrikyo!"

"What Tenpori Religion?"
To be continued...