After entering the book, the vicious female supporting role became the heroine

Following the Pavilion Master's large group, Guishou's face was expressionless. He couldn't help but ask Mu San: "Are we thieves also going to protect people? What kind of bullshit mission are you arranging for us as the Deputy Pavilion Master?"

Mu San's face darkened and he responded, "This is the Pavilion Master's arrangement! Do you dare to question the Pavilion Master's decision?" Guishou was silent for a moment, his eyes fell on the back of the man in red on the horse in front of him. He did not dare to raise any objection.

Mu San patted the horse's head gently and said to Guishou: "We in the Black Hawk team are responsible for buying and selling information and transmitting intelligence. We all have to go! How can you escape?" After saying that, a helpless look appeared on his face.

At this time, Sword Soul rode his horse and came to them, saying excitedly: "Just treat this action as an opportunity to follow the Pavilion Master to broaden your horizons! Here is another chance to fight side by side with the Pavilion Master! I can't wait to see the Pavilion Master's style when he kills the enemy!" After he finished speaking, Sword Soul led the Black Sword Team to quickly catch up with Dark Moon Enchantress's horse. His eyes were full of admiration and fanaticism, as if the Pavilion Master was the hero in his heart.

Ghost Hand watched the Sword Spirit go away, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He knew that this mission was not easy, but at the same time he was full of curiosity and expectation about the Pavilion Master's strength. Perhaps, this was also an opportunity to prove himself. He took a deep breath and decided to put aside his doubts for the time being, follow the main force, and meet the upcoming challenge.

Mu San stroked his beard, a smile appeared on his face, and he said with emotion: "What Jianhun said is really reasonable! Before, the Pavilion Master said that he would not go, but you don't know how I felt at that time, it was like I was going to die!"

Ghost Hand scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "Mr. Mu, my martial arts skills are really mediocre, and I don't know what I can do to help the Pavilion Master!"

Mu San glanced at him and said softly, "Our Pavilion Master has always had a special liking for gold and jewelry! I heard that there are many rare treasures hidden in the Wu'an Palace in Nanyi! If your people can manage to steal these treasures, the Pavilion Master will definitely be very happy!"

After hearing what Mu San said, Guishou's heart was moved. He knew that this was a rare opportunity to serve the Pavilion Master and win her favor.

The people from the Dark Moon Pavilion came to the edge of a small town. Dark Moon Enchantress was not in a hurry to go into the town, but instead had people set up camp in the woods not far from the town.

Dark Moon Enchantress sneaked into the tent set up by the Black Hawk Team like a ghost, and then disappeared without a sound, without any movement.

The sun sets in the west and night falls. Mu San frowns slightly, turns to look at Ying Yi, and whispers, "Go and ask the Pavilion Master to come out for dinner."

Ying Yi obeyed the order and walked to the outside of Dark Moon Fairy's tent respectfully, and called softly: "Pavilion Master! Dinner is ready, please come out and eat!" There was a trace of awe in his voice. However, as time passed, the tent was still silent. Ying Yi couldn't help but feel puzzled. He raised his voice slightly and called a few more times: "Pavilion Master! Pavilion Master!..."

The waiting time became extremely long, and Ying Yi gradually felt uneasy. The tent was silent, without any response. This unusual silence made him feel that something was wrong. His voice began to be mixed with a little anxiety: "Master! Ying Yi is coming in!"

As he shouted, he reached out and lifted the curtain of the tent. When his eyes fell on the inside of the tent, his heart sank. The tent was empty, there was no sign of Dark Moon Fairy, and no signs of fighting. Only the bright red dress lay quietly on the ground as if it was sleeping.

Ying Yi's face turned pale instantly, and his eyes were full of panic. He staggered to Mu San's side and said in a low voice: "The Pavilion Master is missing!" The Sword Soul and Ghost Hand who were sitting next to Mu San also heard this, and the faces of the three of them became extremely ugly.

How could the Pavilion Master suddenly disappear? Did she abandon them and run away? This thought flashed through their minds, but they quickly denied it. The Pavilion Master has always valued friendship and loyalty, and would never do such a treacherous thing. So where did she go? All kinds of speculations came to their minds, and the hearts of the three were filled with worry and fear.

Mu San frowned, his eyes full of worry, and lowered his voice to order: "Don't make any noise for now, take a few brothers and look for him quietly!" There was a hint of anxiety in his voice, as if he was very worried about the safety of the Pavilion Master.

Ying Yi took the order and left in a hurry. Mu San frowned even more, thinking to himself: Where did the Pavilion Master go? His heart was filled with doubts and uneasiness.

Before Mu San could figure it out, someone from the Black Sword Team suddenly shouted, "Enemy attack! Be alert!"

This roar was like thunder, breaking the silence. Upon hearing the sound, the Sword Soul immediately picked up his sword, and flew to the Black Sword Team as fast as lightning. He looked around, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, and shouted: "Friend or foe, show yourself quickly! Otherwise, don't blame us for being blind!" His voice was firm and resolute, showing a kind of majesty.

Shang Lu led his men out of the woods slowly. His steps were steady, his expression was serious, and his eyes revealed a kind of determination. After he stood still, he clasped his fists and said, "I am Shang Lu from the Soul-seeking Sect! I am here to meet the Dark Moon Pavilion Master on the orders of the Sect Master!" His voice was loud and clear, and it spread throughout the venue.

Du Zhong jumped out from behind Shang Lu, his face full of excitement and anticipation. He couldn't wait to ask, "I'm Du Zhong! Where is the Dark Moon Pavilion Master?" His voice was full of eagerness, as if he had special expectations for the Pavilion Master.

Mu San stepped forward and walked in front of Shang Lu. His expression was calm and firm, and he said, "Our Pavilion Master is resting! Just tell me if you have anything to say!" His voice revealed a kind of confidence and responsibility, making people feel that he is a trustworthy person.

Shang Lu clasped his fists and saluted, saying respectfully: "Mr. Mu, the brothers of the Soul-seeking Sect are all here. We will follow the arrangements of the Dark Moon Pavilion Master in everything!" His eyes were full of respect and loyalty, showing their absolute obedience to the Pavilion Master.

In this peaceful forest, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense, as if shrouded by a strong murderous aura. A middle-aged man dressed as a businessman stood on the treetop like a ghost, and his voice sounded like thunder: "How about you all follow my arrangements?"

Under the tree, the people from the Dark Moon Pavilion and Soul-seeking Sect were all facing a formidable enemy, feeling unprecedented pressure. Du Zhong jumped up in shock and angrily yelled, "Who do you think you are! How could we Soul-seeking Sect and Dark Moon Pavilion listen to your orders?"

The corners of the man's mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile. The long sword in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and with a sharp sword energy, it rushed straight to Du Zhong's face like a gust of wind.

Shang Lu was shocked when he saw this, and quickly reached out to pull Du Zhong and pulled him aside. The powerful sword energy cut a deep gap in the ground, which was chilling.

A trace of contempt flashed in the man's eyes, and he sneered: "If anyone disagrees, come and fight!" His voice echoed in the woods, carrying an unparalleled majesty.