Chapter 2293 Tian Heng and His Five Hundred Warriors

The day after Ye Tianlong finished his strategy meeting, it rained in Riyue Lake, and then the sun came out again.

Riyue Lake is the largest freshwater lake in Taicheng, with a length of about 50 kilometers, a maximum width of 15 kilometers from east to west, and a lake area of ​​500 square kilometers.

The reason why Riyue Lake is named this is because "the sun, moon and stars here are twice as big and brighter than elsewhere."

If you go boating on the lake on a moonlit night on the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, the moon will be extra bright and round, and the scenery will be intoxicating and amazing.

In the middle of Riyue Lake, there is a small island 500 meters above sea level, clustered on the blue waves, with beautiful scenery. This is the mountain gate of Lone Star.

There are many buildings built against the mountain here. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are seven districts built in total, which are also the levels of Lone Star Mountain Gate.

The area at the bottom of the mountain is the lowest level of the children, with a thousand people all year round. As you go up, the number slowly decreases, and the last area is the core children.

There are a total of 3,000 people in the seven districts. With the addition of newcomers who pop up from time to time, the Lone Star Division basically maintains around 3,500 people.

It's just that the bustling Lone Star Mountain Gate in the past is now much deserted. Not only are the disciples rarely seen coming in and out, but there is still lingering blood on the island.

And this blood makes the mountain gate seem even more peaceful, especially as it gets closer to the top of the mountain, the loneliness becomes more obvious, just like the Guanghan Palace.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, there is a building on the top floor of the mountain gate, in the most remote place, a simple but sturdy wooden house alone in the world, with a pool of water in front of the house and bamboo in the back.

There are countless green grass and flowers all around.

Against their background, the wooden houses have a paradise-like beauty, which brings peace to people's hearts.

"Swish swish——"

At this moment, when Mingyue Lake was filled with mist, a man in gray clothes was dancing with a sword in the courtyard.

The shadow of the sword is like a flower, and the light of the sword is like the moon, shining brightly in every inch of the sky.

The elegance of the long sword and the elegance of the swordsman complement the surrounding scenery, giving people an intoxicating and picturesque feeling.

The morning breeze blew, the bamboo swayed, and seven dead leaves flew in the air, like spiritual butterflies.

"Whoosh!"

When the dead leaves were about to be blown away by the cold wind again, a sword pierced through the clouds and flowing water in an arc, passing through the seven dead leaves calmly, and then the sword froze.

Extremely fast and extremely slow, they are completely different styles, but they combine seamlessly.

All seven dead leaves were stabbed by the long sword, and the sharp sword tip trembled slightly, making a sharp sound like autumn leaves.

"Snapped!"

The man in gray clothes flicked his wrist, and seven dead leaves instantly shattered into pieces, flying one after another and pouring down from the air, as beautiful as raindrops.

Beautiful!

"Bah bang bang!"

At this time, a burst of applause came over, and a leisurely voice sounded: "I didn't expect that after seeing you for a few months, your swordsmanship has taken another step forward."

Ye Tianlong appeared swayingly, stretched out his hand to grab the crushed dead leaves, and smelled it: "It's just that the blood is too strong."

"After killing 1,234 people, can this sword be without blood?"

Mai turned her wrist and sheathed the long sword quietly without making any sound: "But I don't have to kill anymore. This sword can rest for a few days."

"It seems that the rebel force is stronger than I thought."

Ye Tianlong poured the crushed dead leaves onto the ground: "I thought that after killing about a hundred of the backbone, the rest would kneel down and surrender."

"I didn't expect to kill more than a thousand people, almost half of the disciples of the mountain sect."

Ye Tianlong walked to the stone table in the courtyard and poured himself a glass of water: "It seems that Master Lone Star's disciple is still somewhat proud."

There was not much expression on Mai's face. She turned around and went into the house to bring out a basket containing more than a dozen kinds of wild fruits, and then put it in front of Ye Tianlong:

"Actually, your guess is correct. Killing more than a hundred people can control the situation."

"But Zhou Zhiruo is obsessed with killing and is addicted to killing. She wants to kill not only those who resist, but also those who dissent and those who are close relatives."

Mai handed a pear to Ye Tianlong: "So in the end, more than a thousand people were killed. That woman was more ruthless and crazy than I thought."

Ye Tianlong took the pear and then smiled lightly: "She's not crazy, she's scared."

"She's afraid that her defection to Longmen will be revealed. She's afraid that her fellow disciples will plot her life and death. She's even more afraid that others will stab her in the spine."

"So she wants to get rid of all the noise and get rid of all the shadows of Master Lone Star."

Ye Tianlong guessed Zhou Zhuangruo's psychology: "In this way, she can sit firmly and feel at ease."

"But it's also a good thing for you and me."

He took a bite of the pear: "The more people she kills, the less likely she is to turn back, the stronger her dependence on us becomes, and she will be loyal to her wholeheartedly."

"That makes sense."

There was a hint of approval in Mai's eyes: "You can see clearly that she really relies on me and comes to see me almost every day."

Ye Tianlong joked: "I don't mind if you take her down."

The corner of Mai's mouth twitched and she shook her head without hesitation: "I'm not interested in her."

Although Zhou Zhuangruo's appearance and temperament are no worse than those of first-line stars, Mai has never had any evil thoughts. He only has one woman in his heart.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sky of Aocheng...

Ye Tianlong knew what he was thinking, biting a pear with a click and persuaded:

"Don't hang yourself on a tree, let go of your obsessions, and your life will be better."

At this time, Ye Tianlong also had a headache, thinking of the unsolved case. Who did he sleep with that night?

In the past few months, if someone had really been infected, their belly would have grown bigger, right?

Perhaps, Bailihua should check to see which one of Madam Feng, Feng Yuyan, and Mo Yuge has obvious symptoms...

Hearing Ye Tianlong's words, Mai took a long breath, then came back to her senses, no longer entangled in the problem just now, and changed the topic:

"You went through all the trouble to find me. Is there something big going on?"

He was not surprised that Ye Tianlong could break through a series of hurdles and appear here. For a ninth-grade master, it would not be difficult to enter and exit this Lone Star Master's sect.

He was just curious about Ye Tianlong's purpose.

"It's really something big."

Ye Tianlong said calmly: "I want the identities of the five hundred people who died at Lone Star Mountain Gate."

"Longmen is preparing to infiltrate Taicheng, the kind that takes root and penetrates, is large-scale, and is stationed for a long time."

"But Taicheng is too strict with outsiders. Whether it is funds or personnel, foreign entry is strictly monitored."

Ye Tianlong revealed his purpose: "So I want to be the deceased Lone Star disciple."

"Ninety percent of the children who come here to practice martial arts are helpless orphans. Whether they live or die, few people care."

"But their identities are actually Taicheng natives."

He spoke calmly: "So I am going to let five hundred Longmen disciples, after slight facial plastic surgery, pretend to be these Lone Star disciples and practice martial arts in the mountain gate."

Mai didn't waste any time: "That's no problem, I'll arrange it. I'll select the five hundred most insignificant Lone Star disciples and give them to you."

"good."

Ye Tianlong finished the pear in his hand: "These Longmen disciples will stay at Lone Star Mountain Gate for half a year or a year."

"There are two purposes for staying so long. One is to practice a little Lone Star Swordsmanship to better hide the enemy. The other is to let them slowly get used to the customs and customs of Taicheng."

He smiled leisurely and said: "If the operation goes well in the future, the five hundred people will probably be just the first batch, and the number of people may be expanded later."

"give it to me."

Mai said calmly: "Tian Heng has five hundred men."