Build A Secret Council From Wudang Abandoned Disciples

Chapter 97 People usually call me the King of Yellow and Black, Master of Mysteries! But I prefer you to call me the President of the Council!

"Could it be that I've fallen into the ghost's illusion?"

Through the long sword in his hand, after seeing his immature appearance.

Situ Zhong was shocked.

He vaguely remembered.

He is as usual.

Practice in the ruined sword mound of the Shushan Sword Sect.

Suddenly gray mist surged.

From the gray mist, a black high-back chair appeared.

On that high-backed chair, there appeared a stalwart, terrifying figure that could not be seen directly.

Then the figure said some incomprehensible words to him.

Finally, throw a weird card towards him.

When you have to open your eyes again.

He just appeared here.

woo woo...

chi chi...

Just when Situ Zhong was a little confused.

From behind him, there was a sudden gust of wind.

A familiar evil breath appeared behind him.

Situ Zhong subconsciously turned around to look.

just see.

Behind him is in front of the mountain gate of the Shushan Sword Sect.

Appeared a series of figures covered in black armor, all over the body, and a strange black mist wrapped around them.

There is lingering resentment and evil spirit around these figures.

"Haha, I didn't expect that this Shushan Sword Sect would still have two slipping through the net!"

"It's just a common sect, if you dare to block the way of ghosts and gods like me, it's a dead end!"

These black-armored ghosts had hideous faces, spit out their long red tongues, and sneered.

After the young fat man saw the appearance of several black-armored ghosts.

His expression suddenly changed.

He couldn't help but pull Situ Zhong up and protect him behind him.

The young fat man's expression was very gloomy, but he said seriously:

"Junior brother, you are a sword genius who is rare in a hundred years in my Shushan Sword School!"

"When the uncles left, they told me that no matter what, they must protect you.

"Now, since these ghosts can appear in front of my mountain gate."

"It seems that the rest of the brothers and uncles in my Shushan Sword Sect may not be here anymore!"

When it comes to this.

On the face of the young fat man, there was a look of grief and resoluteness:

"Behind the sect, there is a secret path."

"Leave quickly, these monsters, I will block them first!"

Situ Zhong was still at a loss.

Before he came back to his senses.

The young fat man slapped his palm on his body.

Situ Zhong's body flew upside down, and quickly fell into the depths of Shushan Sword Sect.

After the young fat man finished these, he waved his hand and closed the gate of the mountain gate.

Then he held the big sword that was as wide as the door, and met those ghosts.

In the depths of the Shushan Sword School.

Situ Zhong's expression became more and more puzzled and puzzled.

The scene in front of him was extremely real.

He couldn't tell whether it was real or imaginary.

However, he didn't think too much, but quickly ran towards the depths of Shushan Sword Sect.

Soon, it was following the memory in my mind.

I found a small path in the back mountain of Shushan Sword Sect.

He desperately ran down the path.

Although his age, only six or seven years old.

But the physical strength is far beyond that of children of the same age.

It took a full half an hour to run.

He didn't feel the slightest fatigue.

And this time.

Situ Zhong finally followed this trail to the foot of Shu Mountain.

He stood at the foot of the Shu Mountain, raised his head towards the location of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect above.

Boom...

Just saw it.

The majestic and splendid buildings standing on the top of the mountain collapsed one after another.

"Hey, even if it's death..."

My uncle will take you with me too!"

at the last moment.

Situ Zhong heard a roar coming from the top of the mountain.

He was very familiar with this voice.

It was the voice of the fat senior brother from before.

"..."

After hearing this voice.

Situ Zhong's mind finally fluctuated a little.

He knelt down at the foot of the mountain a little helplessly.

Now he no longer cares about what is real and unreal.

He felt that everything in front of him was real.

He is the Junior Brother of the Shushan Sword Sect.

Demons are rampant, and ghosts are in trouble.

Now.

The entire Shushan Sword Sect is gone.

Even the last senior brother.

The one who teased and teased him all day long, but deep down in his heart, was the brother who loved him the most.

Now in order to resist those black-armored ghosts.

It has also been buried under the ground of those collapsed Shushan Sword Sect buildings.

"Ghosts, demons..."

"Destroy my sect, kill me!"

"Hateful, pathetic..."

"But I can only watch helplessly."

"I really hate this feeling!"

The child, who was only a few years old, knelt down on the ground with a long sword on his back.

He hit the ground with a fist.

The flesh and blood on his hands had already been torn open, and the blood stained the ground red.

But the child gritted his teeth tightly and did not make the slightest sound of pain.

"Terror is revived, weirdness is rampant, the world is suffering, the dynasty is in chaos..."

"It's really a catastrophe!"

Just when Situ Zhong punched the ground weakly.

A vicissitudes of life sounded out from the nothingness of heaven and earth.

Situ Zhong raised his head abruptly.

He always felt that this voice was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

But when I think about it carefully, I can't think of anything.

After he looked up.

He saw a figure in black clothes and a black hood standing in front of him, whose face was shrouded in a gray mist and whose facial features could not be seen clearly.

A little fluctuation appeared on Situ Zhong's immature face.

Before Situ Zhong could speak. (Nuo Li is good)

The figure in black said calmly:

"Do you want to rebuild the Shushan Sword Sect, and then wipe out all these weird monsters?"

"If you want, follow me..."

while speaking.

The figure in black already passed Situ Zhong, and then walked straight ahead.

A look of hesitation appeared on Situ Zhong's face.

But when he looked at the mountain top billowing in smoke and dust.

He gritted his teeth suddenly, determination appeared in his eyes, and said:

"think"

"I'm going with you, don't you know who you are?"

The footsteps of the black-clothed figure did not pause at all.

But the voice sounded: "From then on, you will be a member of the parliament!"

"As for me... People usually call me the master of mysteries, the master above the mist, the king of yellow and black!"

"But I'd rather you call me the President of the Council!"

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