Beastmaster

Chapter 616 The Return of the Envoy

As Tu Li and the others took off their masks, it seemed like a party for a moment, and many people couldn't help but laugh at the familiar and familiar faces in front of them.

Rukawa looked at the two women and smiled, "If I wasn't facing a life-and-death situation now, I really wouldn't want to change back to my identity as Rukawa."

"There are too many fatal flaws in this battle. If we are not careful, we may all die. So, I don't want to leave any regrets, so I want to see if it is you."

The woman in green covered her mouth and smiled with relief.

"Haha, if we had known this was going on, we wouldn't have taken off our masks. We thought we were just taking a look at what our comrades looked like before we died," a man laughed.

Then, a burst of laughter broke out.

Tu Li and Duan Chi looked at each other. Among the more than 30 people here, except for those who joined from the Mad Demon Sect, the rest of the intermediate gods were actually the remnants of the Order Sect!

"We are the only ones left in the Order Sect, right?" Rukawa looked at everyone, feeling extremely depressed.

At this time, the woman in red smiled and shook her head, "No, there are at least dozens of Order Sect still alive, but we are the only ones in the Masked Resistance."

"Oh?! So the others are also in the resistance?!" Rukawa said with some surprise.

The woman in red nodded calmly and said, "I have been looking for you all these years. They are all very good and are basically the backbone of each resistance army."

"Haha, that's good, that's good, at least this proves that the Order Sect still has a presence in this sky!"

"Alas, it's a pity that we have no other way out," the woman in red frowned and sighed as she looked at everyone.

At this time, Tu Li smiled and said, "Okay, let's not worry about it. The flag doesn't set a time limit for us, so we can think of other ways."

When everyone heard this, they all knew that Tu Li was trying to comfort everyone, so they did not ruin his good intentions.

"Let's go, let's go back to the house first," Tu Li smiled and invited everyone to go into the house together.

After a few days, Ming Mansion had basically re-established its foundation.

Nowadays, the important positions in Wanjie Mountain and Qingfeng Domain are all occupied by people from Ming Mansion, and some miscellaneous soldiers and minions are no longer in charge of them.

Of course, these people were also managed carefully.

Xue Mo transformed by the dark fog and Xue Sha transformed by Wan Ji have now returned to their respective territories, namely Wanjie Mountain and Qingfeng Area.

The two of them simultaneously issued a rule, which was to select ten lord-level figures and spread them across two regions.

Each of these lords led fifty people, and of course, they were not leading people in disguise from the Ming Mansion, but those lower-level gods from foreign countries.

The purpose of doing this is to monitor them, keep an eye on their actions, and call it a vanguard force.

In fact, it's just cannon fodder.

Under the current circumstances, as long as the foreign king does not visit these two places in person, no one can tell their true identities.

Of course, this includes the great leader who is a late intermediate god, that is, the leader of Xue Mo and Xue Sha.

After all, the current Xue Mo and Xue Sha are An Wu and Wan Ji, and they are also in the late intermediate gods.

It’s just that they can’t go to the foreign king in person to ask for the title. Otherwise, based on their abilities, they would definitely become the great leader.

Life was pretty peaceful, without much turmoil, until this day...

"Lord Xue Mo, the envoy we arranged in the border force is back." When An Wu heard this, he was a little stunned at first. He didn't know what an envoy was.

But soon, Dark Mist regained his composure. After all, the person in front of him was a real pagan among the vanguard troops, and he couldn't do anything that would arouse suspicion.

An Wu waved his hand and then said, "Well, let him wait for a while, I will summon him."

"Yes! Leader!" After saying that, the foreign lower-level god turned around and left. During the entire conversation, he did not notice anything wrong with Xue Mo.

Just after this foreign believer left, An Wu frowned, then hurriedly left the hall and headed towards the direction where the real Xue Mo was imprisoned.

In order to prevent such emergencies, the two of them took the real Blood Evil away when Wan Ji and others returned to Qingfeng Domain.

At this moment, Dark Fog came to the door of a secret room, which was the prison of Ming Mansion.

However, since the establishment of Ming Mansion, this place was created to punish those who do not follow the rules, but unexpectedly, Xue Mo and Xue Sha were the first people to come and experience it.

The dark fog slowly injected its energy into the stone gate. As the stone gate began to flash black light, a rumbling sound began to be heard, and then it opened completely.

The secret cell here is not very big, in fact it only has two rooms.

One is a prison used to punish people who make mistakes, and the other is a torture chamber set up just in case.

After entering, Dark Mist opened the door on the right, which was the direction of the prison.

The light was dim, but as the dark fog approached, the surrounding flames miraculously rose up, instantly illuminating the scene inside the house.

Xue Mo's hands and feet were disabled, and a piece of cloth was stuffed in his mouth to prevent him from making any sound.

The moment he saw the dark fog, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

This feeling is like being detained here for too long and being too lonely, which causes fear. When he sees someone coming, no matter if it is an enemy or a friend, he feels a little excited.

An Wu waved his hand, trying to keep the unpleasant air in the room away from his nose.

After all, there is no one to serve Xue Mo here. Apart from delivering food, no one cares about him otherwise.

An Wu endured the stench coming from the house, came to Xue Mo, and took the rag out of his mouth.

"Sir! Sir!" Xue Mo kept saying the word "Sir" as soon as he opened his mouth.

From the look in his eyes, it can be seen that he was very excited to meet An Wu, a living person.

Dark Mist nodded, "How are you doing here?"

Xue Mo was speechless. Can't you tell whether he is doing well or not...

An Wu seemed to have noticed the problem with his words. He had originally just wanted to exchange pleasantries to facilitate the subsequent conversation and really had no intention of being too Versailles.

An Wu squatted down and looked at Xue Mo with an apologetic look, "Haha, don't take it too seriously."

Xue Mo knew that he was now a prisoner, and he also knew that An Wu would definitely not come looking for him if he was fine.

"Sir, please speak," Xue Mo was naturally not such an ungrateful person, so he was the first to ask.