1251: C1251 Happiness

C1251 Happiness

Old Ghost Za was very nervous at the moment. He was excited and very worried.

The Holy Maiden Red Sparrow had been deliberately keeping a distance from the outer sect disciples. They could also see that the Holy Maiden Red Sparrow hated him.

So, they hadn't even seen each other a few times, not to mention dealing with each other.

But at this moment, the Red Sparrow had suddenly sent someone to deliver a letter. This meant that the message in the letter must be of great importance!

Old Ghost Za used his slightly trembling hands to carefully tear open the letter. He took out the letter and opened it to take a look. The expression on his face instantly became blank.

This letter that he believed to be of utmost importance was written with the most ordinary things, just like how it was common at home.

Old Ghost Zha looked around, but he still couldn't find any useful information. There were quite a number of places that were smeared on it, but it did not arouse the old ghost Za's interest. It was normal to make some mistakes when writing with a pen.

However, the saintess Red Sparrow had never interacted with her before, so why did she send someone to deliver such a letter?

After pondering for a while, Old Ghost Zha was overjoyed!

This was definitely a precursor to the saintess Red Sparrow thinking highly of him. She wanted to use this letter to open up a path so that their relationship could get closer!

Right, it had to be like this!

When he thought of this, Old Ghost Zha's face immediately flushed with excitement.

Although he also knew very well that although the Holy Maiden's rank in the Red Shirt Sect was very high, in terms of rank, she was second only to the Cult Master.

However, the Holy Maiden did not have any real power in her hands.

But even so, her status and identity had always been there. When the time came, she would speak up for him in front of the Cult Master. Wouldn't she be able to make a meteoric rise in the future?

Thinking of this, Old Ghost Za was immediately overjoyed. He hurriedly got someone to take a pen and paper and personally reply a letter with his crooked handwriting.

The words were full of compliments and thanks. Then, he sent someone to deliver it to the Red Shirt Sect overnight. Next, he happily waited for the good news to arrive.

However, he never dreamed that from this moment on, his life had already entered a countdown.

At the same time.

In the great hall of the Church of the Red Shirt.

Sanzhu Zarro held a golden staff in his hand and sat majestically on the seat of the Sect Leader, which was inlaid with gems.

The upper echelons of the Church of the Red Shirt, who had been called up overnight, fought valiantly in two rows.

Two people were kneeling in the middle of the hall.

"Can the news be confirmed!?"

Sanzhu Zarro asked in a deep voice.

Just now, he suddenly received news that an outsider killed a few guards and then went to the Ghost Zaar Tribe.

This was a sensitive topic to begin with in this region. Moreover, Sanzhu Zarro had a very suspicious personality. He felt that this was unusual, so he rushed the upper echelons of the Church of the Red Shirt to the main hall to investigate this matter.

One of the middle-aged men kneeling in the middle of the great hall, dressed in fine clothing, hurriedly said, "Reporting to the sect master, this matter is absolutely true. It was even personally led by this subordinate of mine."

After saying that, the middle-aged man dressed in fine clothing knelt to the side. A person with a gauze wrapped around his head said, "Tell the sect master the details. Don't miss out a single detail."

"Yes, reporting to the sect leader. Tonight, when I was on night duty at the valley entrance with a few companions, I suddenly discovered a suspicious person sneaking into the valley."

"So, I and a few of my companions began to chase after him, but that person's cultivation was profound, and we were not his match at all."0

"Then, he asked us to lead the way to the Gui Zha Tribe. At that time, I thought that this person's background was unknown and his cultivation level was very high. If we fought him head on, we would have no chance of winning."

"In order to figure out the specific situation of this man, my companions and I pretended to yield and brought him to the camp of the Ghost Zaar Tribe."

"Just as I was about to investigate further, that man suddenly attacked us."

"He killed all my companions. I really wanted to take revenge for them."

"But then I thought about it. My own death was not to be regretted, but I had to bring this news back as soon as possible."

"So, I endured the great pain of losing my companions, gritted my teeth, and ran back to the station of our tribe. I reported this to our leader as soon as possible. The whole process was probably like this."

After Sanzhu Zarro heard this, he said faintly, "You said just now that you must bring this news back as soon as possible?"

That person nodded and said, "Yes, because I thought back then..."

"What you thought about at that time was not important. What was important was what you said earlier?"

Sanzhu Zarro calmly interrupted him.

The man thought for a moment and said, "My death is not to be regretted."

Sanzhu Zarro nodded. "Yes, that's right. Men, drag him out and cut him down."

That person's face suddenly changed, shouting loudly, "Sect master, spare me! Sect master, I am not guilty!"

However, his shout did not have the slightest effect. Two strong red armored soldiers quickly dragged him out. After a few seconds, the shouting outside stopped.

Sanzhu Zarro's expression was calm as he said, "Do you know why he wants to die?"

The leader was so scared that his face turned pale. He knelt on the ground and trembled as he said in a trembling voice, "Qi... Reporting to the Sect Master, this subordinate... This subordinate does not dare to make wild guesses. However, since the Sect Master wants him to die, he deserves to die. "

As a leader, this person's reaction was also very fast. Under the panic, his words were still watertight.

Sanzhu Zarro said coldly, "A coward who is afraid of death, leading the way for the enemy, and even saying such high-sounding words. What's the use of keeping such a person alive!"

That person originally wanted to use this matter to gain the Sect Leader's appreciation. Who knew that he would end up making a fool of himself and lose his small life that he had finally picked up.

If Sanzhu Zarro could not even see through his little thoughts, then he would have long lost the qualifications to sit on the sect master's position.

Many people were actually confused by Sang Zhuzalo's title of "Red Cloaked Sect's Number One Warrior."

It was not that the title was exaggerated. Sang Zhu Zarro's cultivation was indeed outstanding and he was extremely brave. The title of Number One Warrior was definitely worthy of his reputation.

However, because of this title, some people instinctively thought that he was just a bold and powerful, but not intelligent boor.

For example, the person who had been executed just now was clearly aware of this.

In fact, it was exactly the opposite of what they thought.

Not only was Sanzhu Zarro brave, but his mind was also not simple.

When he led his troops to war, he won every battle. He did not only rely on his courage, but also on his armor. He was the best vanguard.

He sat in the tent with the map in his hand. He was also a strategist who planned to win a thousand miles.

Moreover, his mind was sharp and meticulous. He was very good at catching the details of a person's body. Even a slight moment of distraction could not escape his eyes.

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