Chapter 1787 Escort Mission. (Four in one chapter! Please subscribe!!!)

The night is low, and the blood moon is like a hook.

The lush vines are like sage, densely covering the entire village.

Between the low bunkers, there are streets and alleys.

At this moment, under the scarlet moonlight, people were coming and going in a hurry.

The guard at the entrance of the village stood with a gun in his hand, his breath was flawless, and his expression was alert.

Suddenly, the space not far away fluctuated slightly, and a figure with golden armor stained with blood and bright eyes filled with water quietly appeared. It was "Kong Meng"!

She had just appeared, and countless methods had been scanned one after another. After confirming that everything was correct, the many killings that were about to take place quickly fell silent, as if nothing had happened.

The two guards looked at the criss-cross marks on her golden armor and the smell of blood that had not yet dissipated from her body, and bowed solemnly.

The guard on the right looked behind her, paused, and asked: "Yinjiang and the others...?"

"Kongmeng" nodded slightly and said: "Senior Yinjiang and my two companions have all died in the battle."

The guard on the right sighed softly, but did not continue to ask, but moved out of the way.

"Kong Meng" walks into the village.

The situation in the village was the same as when she first arrived.

The busy figures of mortals are mixed with traces of the eighty-one kalpas coming and going like the wind.

Everyone seemed to be in a hurry, paying no attention to others.

In just a few days, "Cuiyu", "Xiangzai", Yinjiang... all died, leaving her alone on the path to the village chief's house.

"Kong Meng" had an ups and downs in his heart, and before he knew it, he had walked into the private courtyard.

The old man in linen clothes was sitting in front of the hall, closing his eyes to rest. When he noticed "Kong Meng" approaching, he opened his eyes and looked at the empty space behind her, but his expression did not change much.

The human race is weak, and for a long time, it has often been the blood of other races.

If you want to get rid of the identity of blood food and truly stand in this world, sacrifice is indispensable.

From "it" to "him".

The ethnic group has gone through countless blood and tears. As long as this road filled with corpses can lead to the glorious era of the human race, all the costs will be worth it!

The old man in sackcloth had long been used to seeing separation between life and death. At this moment, his eyes did not waver. He only asked calmly: "How is the situation of this mission?"

"Kong Meng" calmed down and said: "This battle will be a great victory!"

The old man in sackcloth suddenly relaxed and said, "Tell me about the specific process."

"Kongmeng" said: "Senior Yinjiang took us to the meeting point... On the way, we met Senior Zun and Senior Zun's companions..."

"Senior Yinjiang, 'Cuiyu' and 'Xiangzai' have all fallen."

"'Gu Miao' was seriously injured when he attacked the 'Heart-Eating Demon', and later won the battle with him, and has already obtained the immortal position of the 'Heart-Eating Demon'."

"He was taken by a senior to participate in the task of cutting down Jianmu, so he never returned to the village."

The old man in sackcloth nodded slightly, and then said: "I understand."

"Thank you for your hard work in this crusade against Netherworld."

"In the next few days, you can take a good rest in the village."

"I will have some cultivation materials sent over."

Hearing this, "Kongmeng" immediately shook his head and said: "Senior, after the Netherworld mission, there are two more missions."

"The first is to escort; the second is to kill Jianmu."

"Now I have completed the task of entering the underworld."

"I want to know what the escort mission is exactly?"

The old man in sackcloth looked at her, his eyes slightly dark, and asked in a calm voice: "Do you want to take on this mission?"

"Kong Meng" nodded.

The old man in sackcloth was silent for a moment, and then said: "Due to some special reasons, this task is now advanced."

"The mission started last night."

"Tonight and tomorrow night, these three nights, you can accept this task."

"You have just completed the mission of entering the netherworld. If you want to take on the escort mission, you can only rest for one day at most, so you must set off immediately!"

"As for what this mission is."

"You will know when the time comes..."

After a pause, the old man in sackcloth continued, "I remind you, don't push yourself too hard."

"Forty-nine calamities, you can still become an immortal..."

Hearing this, "Kong Meng"'s pupils shrank, and he immediately knew that this mission was related to Dao Jie!

As her mind raced, she quickly said: "Senior, I don't need to rest!"

"I want to participate in this mission immediately!"

The old man in linen clothes nodded slightly and said, "Just wait a moment, they will be here soon."

"Kong Meng" responded: "Okay!"

Immediately, she stood with her hands down and waited patiently.

The old man in sackcloth closed his eyes and seemed to continue to rest his mind.

The blood moon moved slightly, and amidst the mighty pouring of the emperor's liquid, a burst of footsteps came from far away, and several Mahayana men with perfect auras were seen striding in.

Behind them, followed a mortal with no cultivation.

Several of these mortals, "Kong Meng", have seen them in and out of these two times. They are old and young, male and female. They are all wearing tassels that are easy for movement and work, and look resolute.

The Mahayana who was walking at the front came to the old man in sackcloth, bowed and saluted, and said in a deep voice: "Village chief, all the mortals who are leaving tonight are here."

"A total of two hundred and seventy-four people."

"It's all father's sperm and mother's blood, born from a normal pregnancy, and no monks' methods were used."

The old man in sackcloth nodded slightly, his eyes swept over the mortals, and found nothing unusual. He immediately stood up and said, "Follow me!"

He did not leave the small courtyard, but walked directly into the inner room of the bunker.

All the monks followed him very calmly.

Among the mortals, a few young children showed some curiosity and excitement.

In these years, even children have no leisure. From the time they can walk, they are taught step by step to do things within their ability.

The time they can occasionally play is also used to practice skills such as hunting, gathering herbs, and healing wounds.

However, the nature of children is hard to control. Growing up in this village since I can remember, I have to seize every opportunity to play and "adventure" everywhere.

The courtyard where the old man in sackcloth is located is undoubtedly a forbidden area in this village.

They have been curious about this place for a long time, and now they can enter in person...

Although he was still thinking, he saw that after the old man in sackcloth entered the inner room which was as sparsely furnished as the outside, he walked directly towards an empty wall without any intention of stopping.

His figure was like a bubble, blending into the seemingly extremely solid wall.

Everyone followed suit.

"Kongmeng" was slightly surprised. With her eyesight, she could not see the tricks behind this wall at all.

She got caught in the crowd and walked behind the wall.

There was no obstacle or anything abnormal. As if she had stepped through a piece of air, she had appeared in a dark and deep corridor.

This corridor is obviously located underground. Judging from the traces around it, it is semi-natural and semi-artificial.

On the ceiling of the cave above, there are stalactites hanging staggeredly, like the sharp teeth of a giant beast.

Every 100 steps or so on the cave wall, there are mummy corpses of sharks tied with five-flowered flowers kneeling on their sides, with holes cut out from the top of their skulls. Pure white flames burn blazingly, dispelling the darkness.

As the light flickered, dense clouds and seals appeared in all directions throughout the corridor.

Quiet, peaceful, pure... the glimmer of light kept flickering. However, deep in the corridor, there was an extremely violent aura, like an invisible ferocious beast, creeping coldly, as if waiting for many human beings to enter it as if they were donating blood and food.

In the bloody mouth.

The old man in sackcloth kept walking, leading a group of people walking in the dark corridor.

Step, step, step...

No one in the entire team spoke a word. For a while, apart from the subtle breathing, only the echo of footsteps could be heard.

After a moment, the vision suddenly opened up, and at the end of the corridor, an underground hall appeared.

This hall is very open, with shark mummies nailed to the walls. The fire is brilliant, making the hall as bright as day.

The floor of the hall was deliberately flattened, like a square.
To be continued...