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Shortly after the carriage left, two people jumped down from a big tree.

"I never thought that this idiot could be of some use," said a young man wearing Fiery Gate clothing.

"Big Brother, the young lady has left, so let's go too." asked another young man.

"Well, today is the full moon. Master wants to use the blood of martial artists to sacrifice to that Modar to activate the formation, and the Fiery Gate will definitely be destroyed." said the eldest brother.

"I can ignore all these, but he actually wants to use the young lady as the final sacrifice. Why doesn't he use Yang Shaoyun?" The eldest brother said hatefully.

The two men took the packages from the tree, took off their clothes and followed the direction of the carriage.

Along the way, the young man walked slowly behind the eldest brother, looking at the young man in front of him, his thoughts returned to the disaster ten years ago, when he could not even eat enough, but he saved himself from other beggars. From then on, the two of them fled all the way, and the two who were injured and seriously ill fell to the foot of a mountain waiting to die. If Yang Qingyun had not passed by and saved them from the mountain to pay tribute to his deceased mother, they would have died.

I remember when the two woke up in the carriage, there were three children of the same age as them. One was Yang Qingyun, the other was Xiaomi, and Chu Qiao who was usually like a fool. Later, when he was recuperating in Yang Qingyun's courtyard, he found out that Chu Qiao was actually the adopted son of the sect leader Yang Jianfei. But he was bullied by Yang Shaoyun everywhere. After he fell ill, Yang Qingyun told him to play dumb. So the fool Ah Chu was born.

"Qiu Yang, where are you going? I'm going back to Xuzhou, to the Li family." The eldest brother paused for a moment and said, "I've been away from home for ten years. It's time for me, Li Moxiao, to go back."

"Senior brother, I am an orphan, and I want to go find the little devil with the young lady." Qiu Yang said.

Soon, the group of people left the city. Soon it was afternoon. When the sun set, the arena was full of torches, fires, lanterns, and a bright light. I stood on the straw hut. I stood high and could see far. I always felt a strange feeling. Those lanterns, torches, and fires were like a formation. Maybe I read too many modern novels.

There was no one in the hut under my feet, and I was very curious.

From this morning till now, the people from Liehuo Sect have been competing in martial arts, saying that they want everyone to see the growth of the younger generation. After Yang Jianfei came once, he was called away by a disciple. Later, his son Yang Shaoyun came with a small box, and said that it would only be opened when the full moon was at its zenith, which made me even more suspicious that it was a conspiracy.

Yang Jianfei flew into a rage in the wooden building, destroyed everything in it, and yelled, "How did she get to know the news?"

A guard said, "The young lady never showed up, but Ah Chu showed up in a broken carriage, and excitedly said that he had news about the little devil."

"Is there anyone in the carriage?" Yang Jianfei roared.

"Yes, they are two strange young men, ah..." The guard was killed by Yang Jianfei before he could finish his words.

After a while, he said, "Go find him. Go find him. Isn't the little devil in Fiery City? He must have gone to the arena. Go find him there. You must find him and send him to the arena when the moon is at its highest point in the sky."

"Yes!" A group of people responded and left. No one cared about the body.

It was almost midnight, but no one came to report. In a rage, he destroyed the wooden building and left.

A strange phenomenon occurred in the competition arena. After the Liehuomen competition was over, no one else came on stage. It seemed as if they were waiting for someone.

Just as I was wondering, two old men in their fifties jumped up.

I craned my neck and asked a man standing by the shed, "Handsome guy, do you know who they are?"

"Oh, I know. The man standing on the left in gray is the Magic Pen Master. His name is Lin Musen and he uses a two-foot long brush as his weapon. The other one wearing linen white clothes is the Scissors King. His name is Wang Li and he is a tailor. Later, because thieves killed his entire family, he went out to seek revenge and used a two-foot long pair of scissors as his weapon." The man said excitedly.