Following the Pavilion Master's large group, Ghost Hand's face was expressionless. He couldn't help but ask Mu San, "Are we thieves supposed to protect people too? What kind of rubbish mission are you, the Deputy Pavilion Master, arranging?"
Mu San's face darkened, and he responded, "This is the Pavilion Master's arrangement! Do you dare to question the Pavilion Master's decision?" Guishou was silent for a moment, his eyes falling on the back of the man in red on the horse in front of him. He did not dare to raise any objection.
Mu San patted the horse's head gently and said to Guishou, "We in the Black Hawk team are responsible for buying and selling information and transmitting intelligence. We all have to go! How can you escape?" After saying that, a helpless expression appeared on his face.
At this time, Sword Soul rode his horse and came to them, saying excitedly: "Just regard this action as following the Pavilion Master to broaden your horizons! Here is another chance to fight side by side with the Pavilion Master! I really can't wait to see the Pavilion Master's style when he kills the enemy!" After speaking, Sword Soul led the Black Sword Team to quickly catch up with Dark Moon Enchantress's horse. His eyes were full of admiration and fanaticism, as if the Pavilion Master was the hero in his heart.
Ghost Hand watched Sword Spirit's retreating figure, a complex wave of emotions welling up within him. He knew this mission wouldn't be easy, but at the same time, he was filled with curiosity and anticipation about the Pavilion Master's abilities. Perhaps, this was also a chance to prove himself. He took a deep breath, deciding to temporarily put aside his doubts and follow the main force to meet the coming challenge.
Mu San stroked his beard, a smile breaking out on his face as he sighed, "What Sword Spirit said is truly quite sensible! When the Pavilion Master said he wouldn't go, you had no idea how I felt at the time. It was like I was about to die!"
Ghost Hand scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "Mr. Mu, my martial arts skills are really mediocre, and I don't know what I can do to help the Pavilion Master!"
Mu San glanced at him and whispered, "Our Pavilion Master has always had a special liking for gold and jewelry! I heard that the Wu'an Palace in Nanyi is full of rare treasures! If your people can manage to steal these treasures, the Pavilion Master will definitely be very happy!"
After hearing Mu San's words, Guishou's heart was moved. He knew that this was a rare opportunity to serve the Pavilion Master and win her favor.
The people from the Dark Moon Pavilion came to the edge of a small town. Dark Moon Fairy was not in a hurry to go into the town, but instead had people set up camp in the woods not far from the town.
Dark Moon Enchantress slipped into the tent set up by the Black Hawk team like a ghost, and then disappeared without a sound, without any movement.
The sun set in the west, and night fell. Mu San frowned slightly, turned to look at Ying Yi, and whispered, "Go and ask the Pavilion Master to come out for dinner."
Ying Yi obeyed the order and respectfully walked to the outside of Dark Moon Fairy's tent, calling softly, "Pavilion Master! Dinner is ready. Please come out and enjoy!" His voice was filled with a hint of awe. However, as time passed, the tent remained completely silent. Ying Yi couldn't help but feel puzzled. He raised his voice slightly and called out a few more times, "Pavilion Master! Pavilion Master!..."
The wait seemed to be getting longer and longer, and a sense of unease gradually grew in Ying Yi's heart. The tent was completely silent, with no response at all. This unusual silence made him feel that something was amiss. He began to speak with a hint of anxiety: "Pavilion Master! Ying Yi is coming in!"
He shouted as he reached out to lift the tent curtain. The moment his gaze fell upon the inside, his heart sank. The tent was empty; there was no sign of Dark Moon Enchantress, nor any signs of a struggle. Only the vibrant red dress lay quietly on the ground, as if deep in sleep.
Ying Yi's face turned pale instantly, his eyes filled with panic. He stumbled over to Mu San and whispered, "The Pavilion Master is missing!" Sword Spirit and Ghost Hand, who were sitting next to Mu San, also heard this, and their faces turned extremely grim.
How could the Pavilion Master suddenly disappear? Had she abandoned them and run off? This thought flashed through their minds, but they quickly dismissed it. The Pavilion Master had always valued loyalty and loyalty, and would never do such a treacherous act. So where had she gone? All sorts of speculations flooded their minds, and the three of them were filled with worry and fear.
Mu San frowned, his eyes filled with worry, and he lowered his voice and ordered, "Don't make any noise for now, take a few brothers and look for him quietly!" There was a hint of anxiety in his voice, as if he was very worried about the safety of the Pavilion Master.
Ying Yi took the order and hurried away. Mu San's brows furrowed even tighter, and he wondered to himself: Where on earth has the Pavilion Master gone? His heart was filled with doubts and uneasiness.
Before Mu San could figure it out, someone from the Black Sword Team suddenly shouted, "Enemy attack! Be alert!"
The roar was like thunder, shattering the silence. Upon hearing it, the Sword Spirit immediately drew his sword and, with lightning speed, flew to the Black Sword Team. He glanced around, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, and sternly shouted, "Friend or foe, show yourself! Otherwise, don't blame us for being blind!" His voice was firm and resolute, exuding a sense of authority.
Shang Lu led his men slowly out of the woods. His steps were steady, his expression serious, his eyes revealing a resoluteness. He stopped, clasped his fists, and declared, "I am Shang Lu of the Soul-Seizing Sect! I have been ordered by the Sect Master to meet the Dark Moon Pavilion Master!" His voice boomed, echoing throughout the venue.
Du Zhong jumped out from behind Shang Lu, his face filled with excitement and anticipation. He couldn't wait to ask, "I'm Du Zhong! Where's the Dark Moon Pavilion Master?" His voice was filled with anxiety, as if he had special expectations for the Pavilion Master.
Mu San stepped forward and stood before Shang Lu. His expression was calm and resolute. He said, "Our Pavilion Master is resting! Just tell me if you have anything to say!" His voice exuded a confidence and sense of responsibility, making people feel that he was a trustworthy person.
Shang Lu clasped his fists and saluted, saying respectfully: "Mr. Mu, the brothers of the Soul-seeking Sect are all here. We will follow the arrangements of the Dark Moon Pavilion Master in everything!" His eyes were full of respect and loyalty, showing their absolute obedience to the Pavilion Master.
The atmosphere in this peaceful forest suddenly grew tense, as if enveloped by a powerful murderous aura. A middle-aged man, dressed in businessman's attire, stood atop a tree like a ghost. His voice boomed like thunder: "How about you all just follow my instructions?"
Beneath the tree, the members of the Dark Moon Pavilion and Soul-seeking Sect were all facing a formidable enemy, feeling unprecedented pressure. Du Zhong jumped up in shock, cursing, "Who the hell do you think you are? How could we, Soul-seeking Sect and Dark Moon Pavilion, listen to your orders?"
The corners of the man's mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile. The long sword in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and with a sharp sword energy, it rushed straight to Du Zhong's face like a gust of wind.
Shang Lu was startled when he saw this, and quickly reached out to pull Du Zhong aside. He saw the powerful sword energy cut a deep chasm in the ground, which was chilling.
A trace of contempt flashed in the man's eyes, and he sneered: "If anyone disagrees, come and fight!" His voice echoed in the woods with an unparalleled majesty.
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