Chapter 129 Youth Song 11
"With this mountain as the boundary, the people of the Demon Sect, don't even think about crossing the mountain!"

Li Hanyi slashed out with his sword, and a frost cloud forced the members of the Demon Sect who were about to rush forward to retreat three steps.

Behind Li Hanyi, Sikong Changfeng, Xie Xuan and other Beili martial artists were all recuperating from their injuries. The members of the Demon Cult had been trying to break out from the five mountain gates in the past few days.

The mountain gate guarded by Wushuang City has been lost, and a large number of people from the Demon Cult have invaded Beili from there.

The place guarded by the Tianshan Sect and other sects was in danger many times. Only the place guarded by Wenhujiu and Tang Linghuang and his disciples was impregnable. These two enemies in life seemed to have a wonderful tacit understanding when they joined forces. The Demon Cult's attacks were beaten back more than a dozen times.

The point defended by Wangcheng Mountain was able to be held because Ling Xi and Zhao Yuzhen went to reinforce in time.

As for the mountain gate guarded by the major sects in Jiangnan, led by Lei Jiabao, the mountain gate was almost blown down...

“I never thought there were so many masters hiding outside the domain.”

Sikong Changfeng's clothes were torn to pieces, his hair was scattered, and he looked a little disheveled.

Xie Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "The key is that there are so many people, one group after another comes."

Ling Xi lay on the tree, quietly recovering his inner strength and spiritual power, and then fed himself another pill.

She has been setting up a formation every day these days to heal their injuries and replenish their strength, which is really tiring.

Zhao Yuzhen sat beside her, paying attention to the movements of the members of the Demon Cult.

Hearing what Sikong Changfeng and Xie Xuan said, Ling Xi didn't even open his eyes, and said calmly: "Uncles, who told you to abide by the so-called Jianghu code of conduct and only seriously injure them? I told you not to show mercy, not to hold back, just kill them directly, but you refused to listen. It was Sister Hanyi who listened to my advice."

Sikong Changfeng and Xie Xuan smiled bitterly, they couldn't see as clearly as the children.

In the past few days, Ling Xi and Zhao Yuzhen have worked together to kill the most people.

They didn't know why a five-year-old child could do it so easily.

However, because of this, the people of the Demon Cult hated Ling Xi and Zhao Yuzhen to the core.

"What the little kid said is right. You are too soft-hearted. You guys can't see things as clearly as a little kid."

A voice with a hint of teasing laughter sounded, followed by a burst of sporadic footsteps.

Everyone's heart tightened and they looked at the newcomer with vigilance.

Ling Xi opened her eyes slightly, intending to see who the man who agreed with her was.

Then, she saw a young man with a mustache playing with a dagger in his hand and said, "It's us. I wonder if you decent people welcome us."

This young man is very handsome, with a pair of fox eyes that are slightly upturned, which is very attractive.

"It's almost been cleaned, why don't you welcome us?" A tall and thin man wearing a bamboo hat slammed a long Buddhist staff in his hand to the ground, and the rings on the staff collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

"Hello, we are from Dark River."

To Ling Xi, his official language was extremely poor.

Dark River is the most famous and terrifying killer organization in the world.

He actually went to the battlefield. It's really strange that the sun rises in the west.

Ling Xi stood up and looked at the group of people who suddenly appeared with burning eyes.

Sikong Changfeng looked at the man with two small mustaches and said, "I have seen you."

"Would you like to eat betel nut?" The tall and thin man took out a betel nut from his arms and asked Sikong Changfeng.

Sikong Changfeng shook his head: "No." "Betel nut is a good thing." The tall and thin man stuffed the betel nut into his mouth and chewed it gently, "It looks like you can't win."

Li Hanyi said angrily: "Who said we can't win!"

"That girl and Xiao Changhe are right. You people from noble families are just hypocritical. If someone dumps you, you should dump him too." The tall and thin man spoke in official language that confused everyone. But he pronounced the last five words clearly, "Otherwise you'd be stupid!"

"Why did Anhe come here?" Xie Xuan asked, "They can't just come to laugh at us."

"Dark River kills people only for money. This is the first time in the past few decades that we have done a business without money." The young man who was playing with the dagger suddenly tightened his grip on the dagger. "The head of the family thinks that the Demon Cult's invasion of Beili is not a good thing for us. It will affect our already small business, so he sent us to assist you."

Xie Xuan was stunned, and Sikong Changfeng was also surprised.

“Hahahaha, Uncle Zhe, I told you they would be very surprised when they heard this.” The young man laughed. “A dignified Dark River is actually standing with the famous and upright sects to protect this great land!”

"Don't laugh." The tall and thin man snorted coldly, "Although we are an assassin organization, we also have the righteousness of our country in our hearts. Anyone who offends Beili will be killed no matter how far away he is!"

"Thank you then."

Under the surprised gazes of several people, Ling Xi spoke up, his smiling eyes falling on them, "But, shouldn't you be short of one more person?"

"The ghost with the bamboo hat Su Zhe, the undertaker Su Changhe, and if I remember correctly, there should also be a ghost holding an umbrella Su Muyu."

Su Changhe seemed surprised, raised his eyebrows, and said venomously: "You know a lot, little kid. Where are you from? Why are you not at home nursing at such a young age? Come to this battlefield. Be careful that you might lose your life at such a young age."

Ling Xi: “.”

This person speaks very rudely.

Ling Xi smiled brightly: "Wangcheng Mountain Xiao Lingxi, as for my safety, Master Undertaker, please don't worry about it."

How could the people present not be familiar with the name Xiao Lingxi? At that time, Lu Suzhen personally entered Tianqi City and accepted the young princess of Langya Palace as her closed disciple. This news attracted attention from all parties.

Su Changhe's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he smiled: "So it's the little princess, it's really better to meet her in person than to hear about her."

Ling Xi: "Same here."

Su Changhe really thought that this little princess was very funny. She could actually chat and laugh with such a notorious undertaker like him. The most important thing was that this person was still a little kid.

Su Changhe laughed and said, "As for the one you mentioned, he is here too, and he is the main force."

A man holding an oil-paper umbrella landed beside the Suchang River, with an evil ghost mask on his face. Behind him, there were thirty-two killers also wearing evil ghost masks.

Ling Xi's eyes lit up when he saw the new person.

Although he is wearing a mask, Ling Xi’s skills in seeing qi are not learned in vain. This guy is really handsome.

Ling Xi asked curiously: "Do you guys at Anhe also recruit people based on appearance?"

Su Changhe was startled, "What?"

Ling Xi's eyes sparkled, "Am I wrong? You guys are all good-looking."

Su Changhe is very evil, and Su Muyu seems like a very cold knight. There seem to be several beautiful ladies among the killers behind him.

Su Zhe asked curiously: "How did you know that?"

Ling Xi had a hard time hearing this official language, but fortunately he could understand it: "I am a Taoist practitioner, and observing the aura is a basic skill. Your aura cannot be hidden."

Su Muyu, who was holding the umbrella, chuckled and found the little princess very interesting.

The group of people behind her also laughed and developed some favorable feelings towards this little princess.