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When everyone heard this, they nodded one after another. Wen Min also said, "Senior Brother He's move is intended to disrupt the enemy's judgment and form a situation where plants and trees are all soldiers--assincere. My younger sister had a shallow experience before, and she did not intend to refute her brother against her. Please don't be surprised by her brother."

"Not hindrance. Everyone can speak freely." He Xu also smiled tolerantly and said, "Okay, everyone's opinions are unified now, right?"

Everyone nodded.

"Good!" He Xu also withdrew his magical powers at this time and pointed to the left, "Target, a canyon thirty miles ahead. Let's set off!"

"yes!"

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The scorching sun hangs high, no wind, no cloud, no green, no water, and the sun can make people's throats smoke. In this kind of place, only high-level monks who have reached the "Shangqing" level and can be invincible to the cold and heat can be in a state of no obstacle.

Meng Ji looked at the sun and narrowed his eyes. Even he could not look directly at the scattered sun at noon. He lowered his head again and looked back at the fellow disciples behind him - sweating, listlessness, fatigue, and fatigue. He couldn't help but shake his head. He wanted to scold him, but he still held it back.

He knew the reason why charity was not in charge of the army, but although everyone lived in the wilderness, they usually moved around the temple. Because the temple was blessed by the Virgin Mary, it was cool all year round. Only when they were on the turn, they would patrol the surroundings of the temple. Therefore, searches like today, which are far beyond the territory of the temple, even the people of the Changsheng Hall who lived in the wilderness all year round would be unbearable.

At this time, a deputy behind him stepped forward and said, "Elder Meng, the brothers have searched for two full hours. Their cultivation is not high. If this continues, I am afraid I will not be able to hold on."

Meng Ji nodded. The deputy looked happy and said quickly: "Elder Meng, do you see if this is the case? Let the brothers disperse, so the search speed will be much faster. Otherwise, if this continues, if it is too late, the wild climate will be involuntary. If there is any sandstorm in the sky, brothers..." The words were quite worried.

Meng Ji was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head and said, "Old Chen, I understand your concerns. But it's not possible." Seeing that Old Chen looked disappointed, he couldn't help but explain, "Old brother, we have known each other for hundreds of years. You know what kind of temper I have. I, Lao Meng, don't like to blame my subordinates, but today's things are not comparable. Jiao Huang just died in the morning, and the sect leader was furious about this." He said, looked around and then sent a message, "I have a deep understanding of the sect leader's temper. He was furious not because of Jiao Huang's death, but because Jiao Huang died... It's too straightforward!"

Old Chen was stunned and asked in confusion: "How do you say this?"

Meng Ji did not answer and asked back, "Old Chen, you say that if you are practicing cultivation, how about you compare to Jiao Huang?"

"This..." Old Chen's face changed. He said that he was actually quite inconsistent with the dead Jiao Huang, so he was still a little gloating when he heard that he was dead. But when he saw Meng Ji asking this question at this moment, although he felt uncomfortable, he still shook his head and said, "It's not as good as that!"

"Do you know how he died?"

Old Chen suddenly felt a sudden heart, knowing that Meng Ji asked so carefully, there must be a lot of inside information. He couldn't help but ask: "How did you die?"

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It is worth mentioning that nearly a thousand church members in the Changsheng Hall, except for a few, do not know that Jiao Huang, one of the seventeen elders, was attacked and died during a routine patrol. As for how he died, he was unknown.

In fact, this was a suggestion made by Meng Ji after Yu Yangzi ordered a search, so as to prevent the church from becoming afraid of the enemy after knowing it. It has to be said that Meng Ji was able to stand out in Changshengtang, and even a irritable person like Yu Yangzi relied heavily on him. His cautiousness, calmness and meticulous character is indeed very accessible.

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"Drunk with one palm in the chest."

"What!"

The people of the Changshengtang around them all looked at Lao Chen with confusion.

"Cough cough!" Old Chen coughed dryly and scolded, "What are you looking at! Ah! He mom cheered me up! You! You are talking about it! Pay attention to formation! I forgot about my usual training? I am all my mother's lack of training. When I go back today, I have to deal with you. How long has it been? I will forget all the teachings you?!"

Everyone knew that Lao Chen was Meng Ji's confidant, and one of them always sang a singular face and the other sing a singular face. Of course, Meng Ji is one of the few generous people in the Demon Sect, but Lao Chen is not born to like "black face". But because he is used to being a coach, his subordinates have a deep resentment towards him, so he got the title of "Chen Hei". As for his real name, others forgot.

At this moment, everyone was scolded by Chen Hei and couldn't help but shake it. The originally listless aura was actually ignited, which made Meng Ji, who was standing beside him laugh and cry.

When Chen Hei saw that all the bastards were cheering up, he couldn't help feeling proud. Speaking of which, the Demon Cult has been dormant for a hundred years. On the one hand, he tried his best to recuperate; on the other hand, after learning from the pain, he also took a path to cultivating the church members. They knew that their statements were not good, and they had been obstructed when they absorbed the church members. Later, they were suppressed by the righteous path, and it was even more difficult to plunder the children of good talents. Therefore, they simply gave up the "elite" model of "elite" in which people in the righteous path would rather be lacking than being overly ill. Instead, they changed to the direction of "militarization" cultivation, and maximized the number of people. In the recent Liuboshan battle, this new model has indeed been well verified.

Although Chen Hei felt secretly proud, he could not help but think of what he said just now about Jiao Huang's death, and his heart sank. As the saying goes, the person who knows you best is your enemy. Although Jiao Huang is not considered Chen Hei's enemy, it is not far apart. Therefore, Chen Hei has a very deep understanding of Jiao Huang. The two even "discussed" several times in private, but they just had something to do with each other, so they did not distinguish between life and death.

However, Jiao Huang, who is slightly higher than Chen Hei's cultivation, was slapped to death by a palm or as he was slapped to death by the chest! How profound should the Taoist practice of a murderer be? I'm afraid that the leader of the sect, Yu Yangzi, is just that.

"You know now why I would rather slow down my search than gather the church members?" Meng Ji said in a voice transmission.

Chen Hei thoughtfully: "If it is really as you said, the sect leader is afraid of it..."

Meng Ji nodded.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh.

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Chapter completed!