In the vast fog, a bonfire was burning.
Large chunks of chopping wood were thrown into the campfire, causing the flames to flutter and explode into a large cloud of sparks.
With the heat generated by the campfire, the spark steamed upward, encountered the fog that covered the mountain forest, and quickly extinguished and cooled, and disappeared.
On the other hand, the fierce bonfire dispelled the chill and fog in the Qingxuanmen camp, leaving only the ground reflected in the firelight.
The disciples of the Qing Xuanmen sat around the bonfire, each with their backs to the bonfire, facing the outside of the camp.
While the bonfire was baking the backs of the Qingxuanmen disciples, the firelight passed through the gaps between the Qingxuanmen disciples and fell to the ground, stretching along the ground while being swallowed up by the darkness.
"All the disciples obey the order!"
The master of the Qingxuanmen Gate stood on the side of the bonfire, his voice was solemn, and he said extremely coldly: "Be ready for battle, don't relax!"
"No one is allowed to leave until dawn, so stay here for me!"
"Yes!"
While everyone was shouting, there was also the sound of frightened forest birds leaving the nest in the distance.
"Dad, what's going on?"
The girl Ling'er, who was still yawning, asked her father with a puzzled face, and the young man Zijin hurriedly whispered: "Senior sister, don't make trouble."
"No, why am I ....."
The girl Ling'er just wanted to speak, but noticed her father's cold eyes, immediately closed her mouth, took a step back, and hid behind the young man.
Looking around, the girl Ling'er complained in her heart, and she didn't dare to say it.
Although she is delicate, she also knows how to read words and feelings.
Knowing that her father was uncomfortable at the moment, she also sat cross-legged on the cold ground, holding the thirteen who was dragged out by her to keep warm.
Although it is early spring, the earth has not yet steamed, and the winter is still lingering on the earth.
As the saying goes, the spring cold is precipitous!
The girl Ling'er, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, had only been sitting down for a quarter of an hour, and she was a little restless and writhing.
The ground was too cold, too hard, and there were small pebbles that were panicking, so it was more comfortable to guard the campfire.
"Really, I don't sleep at night, why do you want to pull everyone to keep vigil here!"
The girl Ling'er put her chin on the head of the thirteenth dog, and at the same time that she hugged Xiaoha with both hands, the young man Zijin also sighed.
Now I know that the disciple on duty has completely disappeared, and there is no one dead or alive. Except for him and the master of the Qingxuan Sect, only a few disciples knew about it.
As for why the news is blocked and not let everyone know?
It's not for fear of causing other disciples to fall into panic and people's hearts fluctuate, so that they will lose their previous judgment and calm execution.
So for their good, blocking the message is a must.
"Senior sister, bear with me!"
Zijin took off the cloak he had temporarily taken out earlier and draped it on the girl's body.
"It's good when it's dawn."
"Okay....."
The girl Ling'er sighed, hugged the dog in her arms, and closed her eyes directly.
What? You say you don't want to sleep!
She's the daughter of the door owner, what's wrong with sleeping?
Not only can she sleep, but she can also sleep with her priceless Northland greyhound.
Although this greyhound's is a little smelly, it is like a stove in your arms, and it is very comfortable!
When the girl Ling'er closed her eyes and fell asleep, Duke squatted at the entrance of the tent and smacked his tongue.
I was going to feed the dog, but as soon as I entered, I found that the dog was not in the tent at all, and before Duke could look for it, the entire Qingxuanmen people had already moved.
"It's still too much drag!"
Duke, who whispered inwardly, sighed, a lot of the things he did tonight were a little redundant.
It should be direct, crisp.
Well, now, something unknown has taken away the disciple who was knocked unconscious by him, and he has been found alive.
All the rest of the people gathered together, ready to watch out for the surroundings to avoid another accident.
"In my last life, I read novels written by others, and it was very easy for the protagonist to do these things!"
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Duke lay on the tarpaulin of the tent and muttered to himself. Gale Novel
"How can it be my turn, it's a little bit not good....."
"It should be the reason for the first time, but even if it's the first time, it can't hide that I made too many mistakes, so I should be more direct and simple."
"Just take advantage of the night to knock that girl unconscious, and then take the dog away."
"It's all my fault for being greedy, and I didn't make things so complicated!"
The cat, who has summarized what he has done before, secretly reminds himself in his heart that he will avoid such mistakes in the future.
He is not afraid of making mistakes, but what he is afraid of is that he knows his mistakes and makes mistakes again!
No one makes mistakes, but if you make a mistake and don't know where you are wrong, and you don't know how to summarize and be surprised, it is a big mistake.
Isn't growth just in the summary of successes and failures, gains and losses?
"Looks like I want to take the dog with me, so I'll have to find another opportunity."
"I don't know, after this night, where will the people of Qingxuanmen go!"
While Duke stared at the people of Qingxuanmen, he suddenly raised his forelimbs and stood up directly, his eyes solemnly raised his head, his nose kept stirring, and he smelled the smell in the air.
"This smell......" Duke kept taking a deep breath so that he could recognize the slightest hint of unusual smell in the air.
At this time, a vicious wind roared out of the forest, and the moment the evil wind rushed out, it also carried the mist towards the camp.
The vicious wind shook the bonfire violently, and the whole camp was plunged into light and darkness as the bonfire swayed.
Everything in sight was affected by the faltering light of the fire.
The constant alternation of light and darkness, the replacement of fire and darkness, made the sight of many Qingxuanmen disciples have been greatly affected.
"He Fangxiao is so small, he dares to pretend to be a ghost!!"
The Qingxuanmen master had spring thunder in his mouth, and the moment he shouted in a low voice, his right hand, which was not holding a sword, shook his sleeve robe, and the wide sleeve robe was full of wind, and it also swelled.
At the moment when the entire sleeve robe of the Qingxuanmen Lord was propped up, his right arm quickly stabbed out, and a strong palm wind whistled in the camp.
In just a moment, the mist that was carried in by the evil wind was dispersed by the palm of the Qingxuan Sect Lord in the blink of an eye.
The fog was visibly oppressed, and a lot of the fog flowed down the ground during the turbulent airflow, and more of it was torn apart by the palm wind.
"Tsk, the power of this palm..... At least ten years of immersion in the True Qi Realm!
Duke smacked his tongue, and at the same time secretly said that it was good that he hadn't made a random move before, but fortunately he had reined in the precipice.
Otherwise, it ......... if this guy finds out
Civets and greyhounds are bundled, buy one get one free!
"But ....."
Duke sniffed the smell in the air, which was faint just now, but since the wind hit, the smell in the air has become stronger.
"This smell is ....."
The cat's eyelids jumped and she covered her little nose directly.
"Knock, it's a fox smell!"
At the same moment, Thirteen, who was held in the arms of the girl Ling'er, also struggled violently, opening his mouth and howling.
"Woooooooo
"Woo woo woo !!"
"Whew... Ahh Woohoo.... Whew!! ”
.........
A series of howls directly attracted the attention of all the people in Qingxuanmen.
After the master of Qingxuanmen slapped his palm, he turned his head to look at his daughter.
"Ling'er, let this greyhound be quiet."
"Dad, I can't control him!"
Ling'er hugged Thirteen's neck, but Thirteen still looked fierce, and the power that erupted in her small body made the girl Ling'er, a martial artist, almost unable to restrain her.
"Master, this greyhound should have sensed that something was wrong!"
The young man stared at the barking thirteen moments, and suddenly said such a sentence.
"Greyhound warning?"
The Qingxuanmen Lord frowned, this is not a good sign! The
barking of dogs could be heard far away in the silence of the night, and at the same time a pair of eyes in the forest narrowed.
"Riding a horse, what kind of dog is this, why is it so dirty!"