Bai Linglong covered herself with her sleeves, and after a moment's thought, she had two pistols in her hands.
These two pistols seemed out of place in this world dominated by martial arts, yet they exuded a dangerous aura that could not be ignored.
"Gui Cui, Hei Feng, come here."
Bai Linglong beckoned for the two to come closer, and then began to patiently explain the structure, usage and shooting techniques of the pistol.
Her voice was clear and steady, and every word was like a precise instruction, reaching the ears of the two men.
At first, Xiaocui and Heifeng were puzzled, their eyes full of curiosity and confusion about this strange object, but as Bai Linglong explained, they were gradually shocked by the powerful power of the pistol.
"Can this thing really be so powerful?"
Heifeng took the pistol doubtfully, fiddling with it carefully, a hint of nervousness and excitement in his eyes.
He gently pulled the trigger and heard a light "click". Although no bullet was fired, the mechanical feeling at that moment made him truly feel the uniqueness of this pistol.
"That's right. As long as you master how to use it, its power will be beyond your imagination."
Bai Linglong nodded affirmatively, with confidence gleaming in her eyes.
Under her guidance, 께翠 and Heifeng began to practice repeatedly.
At the beginning, their movements were clumsy. Either they forgot to pull the safety, or they held the gun incorrectly.
But with Bai Linglong's patient training, the two gradually became proficient and were able to aim and shoot more accurately.
The night shrouded Qingyan Mountain. All around was quiet and silent, with only the occasional chirping of insects breaking the stillness of the night.
Bai Linglong stood in front of the window, looking at the bright moon outside, thinking about tomorrow's plans.
Heifeng stood behind her with an upright posture. Although his injuries had not yet fully recovered, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.
"Heifeng, we will set out tomorrow to take back everything that belongs to you."
Bai Linglong turned around and looked at Heifeng with a firm and resolute look in her eyes.
"놆, 덿子!"
Heifeng answered without hesitation, his voice loud and firm, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.
On the morning of the second day, the faint sunlight gently fell on Qingyan Mountain, coating the vegetation all over the mountain with a layer of warm golden glow.
Every leaf is like a lit emerald, shining brightly.
The birds are jumping and singing happily on the branches, as if they are cheering for this new day.
Bai Linglong, Heifeng and Gui Cui, facing the vigorous rising sun, set out on the journey to Mingyue Pavilion with firm steps.
Along the way, Heifeng looked a little solemn. He was well aware of the dangers of this journey, but with Bai Linglong by his side, he inexplicably felt at ease.
He cleared his throat and began to introduce the situation of Mingyue Pavilion to Bai Linglong in detail.
"My dear, Mingyue Pavilion is located in the deepest part of the valley, surrounded by mountains. It is in a very dangerous position. There is only one narrow and winding road for entry and exit. It is really easy to defend but difficult to attack."
As he spoke, he leaned over and used a branch to carefully outline the general layout of Mingyue Pavilion on the paper. "Look, the buildings in the pavilion are lined up in an orderly manner.
The tallest and most magnificent building was where the affairs of the pavilion were handled on weekdays and the core living area, but it was now occupied by the traitor Heihu. ”
Bai Linglong nodded slightly, watching Heifeng's gestures intently, and quickly constructed a three-dimensional picture of Mingyue Pavilion in her mind.
Heifeng went on to say: "The traitor Heihu, for his own selfish desires, not only colluded with external forces, but also cruelly killed many loyal brothers.
Ever since he occupied the pavilion, Mingyue Pavilion has taken on many assassination missions that violate the ethics of the martial arts world.
Its reputation plummeted, and now in the martial arts world, when people mention Mingyue Pavilion, everyone shakes their heads and sighs. ”
Heifeng's eyes were filled with anger and pain. He clenched his fists so tightly that his joints turned white from the force.
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