Chapter 659 The Oriole is behind

In the sparse snowy woods, the convoy had stopped. More than twenty disciples of the Sword Sect in snow-white clothes surrounded the convoy. Each of them had a very strong aura - at least in the eyes of a group of coachmen in the northern wealthy clan, they were irresistible.

Recognizing the power of the disciples of the Sword Sect, the only "master of Liberation" in the team, the captain of the northern wealthy clan, "Ma Yao", reluctantly squeezed out a pleasing smile:

"So they are all the elder brothers of the Sword Sect, who have long admired them..."

"Speak less nonsense." The disciples of the Sword Sect led by the leader ordered impatiently: "You guys, do it immediately! Unload all the firewood on the car!"

"ah?"

The coachman of the northern wealthy clan was stunned at the same time, not understanding the meaning of the Sword Sect.

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and do it, otherwise don't blame me for being merciless under the sword!"

With a choking sound, the cold sword was unsheathed, which immediately dropped a lot of the already very cold temperature around it;

Other disciples of the Sword Sect also drew their swords, showing murderous intent.

Feeling the serious murderous intention of the disciples of the Sword Sect, a group of northern wealthy coachmen were so scared that their faces were pale and did not dare to neglect them. They got out of the car with all their might.

"What are you and you, what are you going to be too late?"

I was happy that someone pointed a sword at me, and I had to lower my hat brim, restrained the cold light in my eyes, and got off the carriage who pretended to be frightened. With another coachman, I began to carry the firewood in the carriage bundles and bundles...

call!!

A group of disciples from the Sword Sect were not idle either. They quickly dug out a big hole from the snow, allowing the northern coachman to fill all the firewood in.

A group of people did not dare to resist and did as the instructions of the disciples of the Sword Sect.

The firewood on the six carriages was quickly moved, and then buried the firewood with the snow around them. A series of actions finally made Kaixin understand something slightly.

Most of these disciples of the Sword Sect want to ride their carriage and approach the sphere of influence of the northern tyrants...

really!

After finishing work, the disciples of the Sword Sect who issued the order came to the trembling northern wealthy coachman, and glanced at him with sharp eyes: "Don't worry, as long as you are obedient, you will not kill you."

At this time, no matter how stupid a person is, he knows that the sneaky behavior of the disciples of the Sword Sect has nothing to do with friends from the northern wealthy clan...

But their wealth and life are in their hands, and they can only nod and obediently, expressing their willingness to cooperate!

"Go on the carriage!"

The disciples of the Sword Sect nodded with satisfaction.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of coachmen were caught up with their respective carriages again, and then a group of disciples of the Sword Sect got into several people in each carriage, and the convoy returned to its original appearance.

It looks like nothing happened!

But everyone's mood is particularly heavy...

The firewood in the carriage was replaced by the Sword Sect's personnel, and each coachman was holding a sharp sword behind him. If anyone had changed, it would be difficult to get more relaxed at this moment.

"Driving, as if nothing happened."

Under the coercion of the disciples of the Sword Sect, the coachmen shook their whips with pale faces. With the sound of "swish" the convoy started to move again stiffly and slowly, dragging out not very deep traces from the snow and heading towards the northern tyrants...

...

Northern Heroes, Shatian Castle

As the largest family in the north, the northern tyrants attach great importance to the Shatian Castle. Along the way, I met many disciples of the northern tyrants. They were close to a few miles apart, and even some big men with strong and strong red chest muscles appeared.

These people have bright eyes and auras, especially when they stand in such a cold snow, they still maintain a well-proportioned breathing and spirit. At first glance, they feel powerful and unbearable!

These people are sword-casting masters from the northern wealthy sword-casting hall. They all grew up in the sword-casting hall and have quite good cultivation...

The most rare thing is that these people are sincere. Because they know the importance of the sword-making hall, they take turns to stand guard for the guards of the Hantian Castle every day and do not allow any martial arts people to get close to them.

However, no matter how sincere the disciples are, they will inevitably have some omissions when they do this every day.

The sword-casting hall needs a large amount of wood and mineral supplies every day to keep the fire inextinguishable. Therefore, almost every day, many convoys head to different directions to collect materials and travel back and forth to the Hantian Castle.

Any carriage with the secret emblem of the northern wealthy clan, and the coachman is a disciple of the castle, will not ask about it.

The disciples of the Sword Sect caught this omission from the northern tyrants, allowing these coachmen to pull them through the warning line of the Hantian Castle...

The Hantian Castle is like a huge snow-white castle, very majestic and spectacular, like another paradise standing outside the world, making people fascinated.

The convoy is still getting closer.

Because the first and second cordons have passed, the nearby disciples of the Sword Forging Hall are gradually becoming fewer, and it seems that they will soon be able to approach the gate of the Hantian Castle.

At this time, Po Jun's voice came to Kaixin's ears again:

"Happy, listen well, don't make a sound." The sound was very small and very vague. Fortunately, my heart was very happy and my mind felt high, so I missed it.

“…”

"These disciples of the Sword Sect must have come for Tianjing, and they plan to cooperate inside and outside... Moreover, the place we are going to is the back door of the Hantian Castle, where there are few guards and are easily controlled by the disciples of the Sword Sect. Once they succeed, we will definitely be silenced... I have discussed with the captain Ma Xiao that the disciples of the Sword Sect cannot enter the Hantian Castle as they wish."

Happy frowning.

This matter is difficult to deal with. Now it has entered the sphere of influence of the Hantian Castle...

Pojun's voice came again:

"Ma Xiao intends to escape. Although it is not good for the Sword Sect, it is not good for us. Later, Ma Xiao takes action and I will cover you and leave! The map line of the sword casting hall is drawn for you. Once you escape, be careful and be sure to find my other three brothers, and they will guide you in the next step."

“…”

bite!

System prompts:

"Wait for the opportunity, once Pojun, Ma Xiao takes action, immediately get rid of the vision of the disciples of the Sword Sect and find a place to hide. Don't be found by the disciples of the Sword Sect, don't be discovered by the people of the northern wealthy clan, don't encounter people from the Nangong family... Within ten minutes, find the abandoned disciple of the Sword Sect "Po Qian"!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold sweat rolled down his happy forehead unconsciously...

It’s only now that I know that Po Jun gave the Sword Forging Hall map to him early - this task is indeed not an ordinary pervert.

He actually asked him to find an opportunity to escape when the northern tyrants and disciples of the Sword Sect had exchanged fire. He also had to avoid the eyewitness of the members of the three major forces within ten minutes and find the second abandoned disciple of the Sword Sect in the Hantian Castle, "Po Qian". Once discovered, he would be surrounded by people from the three major forces as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!