1249: C1249 All the Ministers Stood up

C1249 All the Ministers Stood up

Yang Xuan didn't say anything, but a playful smile appeared on his face.

When they saw that Yang Xuan didn't move, they quickly ran away.

However, just as they ran about ten meters away, a whooshing sound suddenly came from behind them.

Those people only felt that something had hit the back of their heads, and then their vision went black, and they didn't know what was in front of them.

Yang Xuan shrugged his shoulders, then leisurely rode his big horse towards the direction of the fire.

After Yang Xuan walked far away, one of the people lying on the ground endured the huge pain from the back of his head. He carefully opened his eyes and found that his companions' brains were all cracked, and they were all dead.

After confirming that Yang Xuan had gone far away and did not look back, he quickly got up from the ground and ran in the opposite direction. He was secretly glad that he had escaped.

However, this man was actually thinking too much.

Yang Xuan, who was riding on a big horse, knew his every move clearly.

With Yang Xuan's skills, if he really wanted all these small fries to meet the King of Hell, how could there be a situation where he failed?

The reason why that person was lucky enough to escape disaster was actually because Yang Xuan did it on purpose.

On the one hand, he had previously said that he could give one of these people a chance to live.

However, this was secondary. Credits were the same as swearing to the heavens. They would only be useful in situations where they would absolutely not harm their own interests.

Those people who did not care about anything and risked their lives for an illusory credit under any circumstances were indeed worthy of respect. They were great heroes worthy of respect.

However, Yang Xuan had never thought of himself as a great hero. In his dictionary, the only thing that could be sorted out was to achieve his goal. Everything else was just nonsense.

The hidden land had a very special terrain, and it retained the most primitive appearance to a large extent.

That was why there were many natural caves here.

The Ghost Zaar Tribe could definitely be considered one of the most powerful and influential forces amongst the many red-clothed outer sect influences.

There were more than a dozen caves of various sizes in the caves they were stationed in. These caves looked ordinary on the outside. However, they were connected in all directions inside. In addition, there were some basic renovations. It was like a secret city in the belly of the mountain.

This region was dominated by the Church of the Red Shirt. The other factions were all members of the Church of the Red Shirt in name. In a sense, they were all one family.

As a result, it had been a long time since there had been conflict and war here. The security had become a non-essential decoration.

Yang Xuan rode his horse to the side of a bonfire and saw two people on duty sleeping with their backs to each other.

Yang Xuan fed the two of them, and the two of them opened their sleepy eyes. When they saw an unfamiliar face in front of them, they raised their vigilance.

"Who are you?"

The two of them drew their curved blades from their waists with a swoosh. The most taboo thing in this place was for outsiders to intrude. If outsiders found out about their existence, they must not leave any survivors.

"Don't worry, I'm here to deliver a letter."

Yang Xuan took out a sealed envelope from his pocket and said to the two of them teasingly, "When two countries are at war, there will be no envoys. You guys quickly put that thing away. I'm a timid person."

"Deliver a letter?"

The two of them vigilantly looked at Yang Xuan from head to toe, and their expressions couldn't help but change.

In this highly informative era, letters had long become an obsolete object in the long history of history.

Even in this relatively isolated place, primitive letters were still rare.2

However, this did not mean that the letters were completely extinct here.

The highly advanced information conversion could provide countless convenience for humans, but there were also some drawbacks.

These drawbacks could be directly ignored for most ordinary people, but for some especially important information, they were extremely fatal.

This drawback was that the information transmitted through radio waves had the risk of being deciphered and intercepted.

Although the probability of such a risk was very low, if some important information was intercepted, it could lead to disaster.

Therefore, some important information was still conveyed through the most primitive letters.

In other words, as long as such the most primitive letters appeared, other than some specific traditions and ceremonies, it meant that this place contained extremely important information!

However, these two people were also very alert. The person in front of them was clearly from outside. Why would an outsider send a letter to them?

Looking at their vigilant expressions, Yang Xuan could guess what they were thinking in their hearts. He said lazily, "Why are you thinking so much? If this letter is real or fake, you will know after looking at it."

After saying that, Yang Xuan threw the envelope in his hand at the two of them.

When the two of them took it and looked at it, their expressions immediately changed. They hurriedly knelt on one knee and shouted in unison, "Subordinate welcomes the Holy Maiden!"

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment and could not help but laugh. He raised his hand and said, "Stand up. No need to be so polite. Quickly get your leader to speak."

When they had sealed the letter in the green light, the Red Sparrow had specially used a red pen to draw an egg-sized blood-red lotus flower pattern on the envelope. It had a somewhat strange shape.

He also told Yang Xuan that this was the unique mark of a saintess. Seeing the mark was like seeing a saintess in person. It was similar to the token of an ancient emperor. When the outer sect disciples saw this pattern, even the leader would have to kneel down and greet them.

Although the saintess was only a false position and did not have any real power, her rank was still high. Regardless of whether these outer sect disciples were sincere or not, they did not dare to neglect this basic understanding.

Because if they did not respect the saintess, it meant that they did not respect the Red Shirt Sect. The consequences would be very serious.

Yang Xuan saw that Hong Que was speaking in a very serious manner and thought that Hong Que was bragging.

However, when he looked at it now, he didn't expect that the blood-red lotus symbol that represented the saintess of the Church of the Red Shirt to be so useful.

Yang Xuan suddenly felt like he was an ancient eunuch in charge of conveying the Imperial Decree. Once the Imperial Decree was released, everyone would kneel on the ground and tremble.

The saintess of the Red Shirt Sect had personally written a letter, and she had even sent someone to deliver it in the middle of the night. This was definitely a world-shaking event for the entire Ghost Zaar Tribe.

Every few minutes, a big man with a full beard would run out of the cave in a fluster. He ran and tied his belt in a flurry.

It was obvious that he had been woken up in his sleep.

"Subordinate Gui Zha welcomes the saintess!"

The bearded man knelt on one knee, and the group of people behind him also knelt down in unison and said loudly, "Welcome the Holy Maiden!"

Seeing the group of people kneeling in front of him, Yang Xuan rode on a tall horse and looked down at the scene from above. He felt that it was very interesting.

He could not help but tease, "My dear ministers, there is no need to be so polite. Stand up."

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