The moon over the willows.
Tonight is an exceptionally clear night, with a round moon disc hanging in the sky, bright and unblemished.
But the world beneath the moon is not so beautiful.
In the Mei family of Xi’an City, the whole house was lit up with large lanterns long before the sun had set. By the time night fell, the bright moonlight coupled with the bright lights all around illuminated the entire Mei House as if it were daylight.
“Brother!” Mei Yuanzheng, the third of the Mei family, entered the house with quick steps and shouted towards Mei Yuanwei, the head of the Mei family.
“Third brother, didn’t I tell you to leave with second brother.” Mei Yuanwei walked over quickly and pressed Mei Yuanzheng’s shoulder, “How can you come back. Isn’t coming back a death sentence.”
“There are too few people left in the house, less than the number of people in a family, the killers of the Green Dragon Society can’t exterminate the family and will continue to hunt them down. I’ll die with my elder brother, just so they can kill enough people.” Mei Yuanzheng smiled and spoke calmly, as if he had not come to die, but was just returning home from an ordinary trip, without the slightest hint of fear.
“This big family, and now how many people left, plus you, and which is enough for a family ah ——” contrary to Mei Yuanzheng, Mei Yuanwei is hot tears, can not own.
It was the fifth day after Luo Wenzheng said that he had bought the Green Dragon Society, and all the people in the Mei family had left, leaving only Mei Yuanwei and a few old servants who had stayed in the Mei family all their lives, plus Mei Yuanzheng who had rushed back, which could be considered the entire Mei family.
They were just brothers who had come over to share the Yellow Spring.
“Clan Chief Mei, Third Master Mei, there is no need to worry, with us three brothers and teachers here, we can definitely keep you safe!” With a clear voice and an incomparable confidence, the three young men in green daoist robes stepped into the main hall, making a promise that they would definitely fulfil.
Mei Yuanwei turned his head to look at these three young and confident Daoist priests of the True Martial Sect, who had arrived at the House yesterday, saying that they were there to help the House against the attack of the a*sa*sins of the Green Dragon Society.
This was something Mei Yuanwei believed; there was no one else in the Mei family now except for a few people who had volunteered to die, and there was nothing to lie about. There was no need to use deception to kill the killers of the Green Dragon Society, at least not against the Mei family.
Mei Yuanwei believed that the three of them were here to help him, but did not believe that they could help him.
It was true that the Green Dragon Society a*sa*sins had never had a Divine Origin realm expert so far, and the several times they had attacked and killed Innate masters, they had also piled them up by virtue of human tactics. Every Xiantian expert who had become famous had left behind quite a few corpses of Green Dragon Society a*sa*sins, even though they had all been killed in the end.
On the occasion of Tian Bohu’s birthday banquet, the Green Dragon Society even deployed nearly a hundred a*sa*sins and killed nearly nine out of ten before defeating Tian Bohu and the guests at the birthday banquet and completing that mission.
This gave some people the impression that although the Green Dragon Society had a 100 per cent success rate in its list, it was not very strong. Every mission was paid for by killers taking their lives alive. Every expert who was confident in his own strength, after comparing the casualties of the Green Dragon Society’s missions, concluded that if he was careful, even if he was surrounded by the killers of the Green Dragon Society, it was not impossible to kill his way out.
The three brothers from the True Martial Sect were among those who were extremely confident.
“Daoist Master Qing Ren, you are still young, there is really no need to put your lives on the line for my Mei family for nothing. It is better to ——”
Mei Yuanwei was kind-hearted and could not bear the thought of these three chivalrous men who were willing to come to their aid at such a moment to die in vain. But he obviously used the wrong approach, a confident young man with drive, denying anything cannot deny his ability. Such a way of persuasion can only have its opposite effect.
Before Mei Yuanwei could finish his words, he was interrupted by Qing Ren, “Please don’t worry, Clan Chief Mei, just some ground rats hiding their heads, we, True Martial Disciples, are not yet in our eyes.”
“But… watch out!”
Mei Yuanwei only saw a ghost-like, blood-coloured figure suddenly appear outside the door, a hooked claw in his hand ruthlessly concise, a handful of hooks cut the throat of the True Martial Disciple standing behind Qing Ren, closest to the door.
After Mei Yuanwei shouted, he drew his sword and used the “Xuanwu Zhenhai Sword”, the most defensive of the Four Elephant Techniques, to protect the life of his disciple.
Seeing that he could not kill another person, the bloody figure flew backwards with a bizarre lightning technique. In mid-air, the red ribbon wrapped around him spread out into the shape of a pair of wings, helping him glide into the open space beyond the main hall.
“Senior Brother Qing Lun!” The senior disciple who had been saved by Qing Ren cried out in grief, kneeling down to support the still unbroken Qing Lun.
“Senior brother Qing Qi, focus on the enemy.” Qing Ren pressed Qing Qi’s shoulder with one hand while he watched out for the bloody figure in the distance. Although Qing Lun was not dead now, he could not support himself for much longer given his current condition. His throat had been severed by three hooked claws, and there was no way back for those present to save his life.
The first priority was to repel the sudden appearance of this blood-coloured figure.
“Ga Ga Ga ——” The blood-coloured figure hunched this waist and half-crouched on the ground as if it were a beast waiting for an opportunity to prey, laughing strangely and licking the blood from the hooked claws, “The blood of a disciple of the Pure Daoist Sect is truly delicious.”
“You’re from the Green Dragon Society?” When the visitor appeared here, the first thing that came to Qing Ren’s mind was the Green Dragon Society who had come to exterminate the entire Mei family.
“Gah —— Little Daoist is quite smart, how come you can’t think straight and dare to meddle in our Green Dragon Society’s business?”
With the words of the blood-colored figure, one after another of the Purgatory Sword Guards appeared around and pressed in.
“Little Daoist of the True Martial Sect, when you go to hell, remember that the person who killed you is me, Blood Bat No. 8, gah gah gah ——”
With a strange laugh like a night lord’s ghostly howl, Blood Bat Eight stomped his right foot and swept against the ground, the corners of his mouth still stained with Qinglun’s blood, “Ga Ga Ga —— the delicious blood of the Daoist disciples, I will drink enough tonight ——”
Ten wicked sword guards are also like ghostly figures, quickly approaching, with thin swords in their hands like poisonous snakes spitting their letters, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
“D*mn!”
This is the kind of noise, how can Qing Ren not know that he was presumptuous and underestimated the ability of the Green Dragon Society. The price of this underestimation was the lives of the three of them.
Even if he had to die, Qing Ren would have to drag one or two others with him, especially the one who had killed Qing Lun’s brother, Blood Bat No. 8.
The sword danced in the air, bringing up bright colours of flame. Unlike Qingzhou who specialised in the ‘Xuanwu Zhenhai Sword’, most True Martial disciples practised two or more of the Four Elephants Jutsu according to their respective qualifications.
The other Four Elephants technique practised by Qing Ren is the “Vermilion Bird Burning Sword”, which is the opposite of the “Xuanwu Zhenhai Sword” and is renowned for its power.
