Chapter 157 No.

After the visit, Ling Mo originally wanted to take Zhu Zhuqing to visit Nanshan, but he had already seen Ross and others appearing at the foot of the mountain.

"Let's go, they're here!"

On the Star-Zhaing Tower, thousands of meters away, Ling Mo clearly saw Ross appearing at the bottom of the mountain with hundreds of people, but he did not step into the ghost gate.

"good!"

Zhu Zhuqing agreed softly, and he and Ling Mo flew down from the Star-Zhaing Tower and went straight to the bottom of the mountain.

In less than three seconds, the two of them appeared at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, Ross was very anxious at the foot of the mountain. He sent people over, but no one came out.

The aura of this ghost gate was so gloomy that he didn't dare to go in.

He has long heard that the ghost gate is very strange. He didn't believe it at first, but now he does.

"Consul Luo, thank you for your hard work..."

At this time, a voice came from behind. When Ross looked back, he found that Ling Mo had appeared behind him.

After Ling Mo appeared, Ross was obviously stunned for a moment.

When did he come?

Ross was sweating profusely, thinking that if Ling Mo had attacked him just now, he would be dead.

Isn't this guy too weird? She appeared behind him silently, showing no breath at all.

It seems that only people who have reached the level of Titled Douluo can do this method of condensing Qi, right?

What's more, Ross is also a Contra-level powerhouse, but his existence can't be discovered...

"It's not hard, it's not hard! I'll leave it to you. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first..."

Rose really didn't want to deal with Ling Mo anymore and was frightened.

The smell of the ghost gate alone made his hair stand on end and he didn't want to stay there for a moment.

"Okay! Walk slowly..."

Ling Mo was not polite. He counted them carefully and found that there were 345 people in total, not one missing.

Most of them are familiar faces that I saw at the auction house just now, and the other party did not change the situation.

Ross led his men and began to retreat, leaving only these 345 people.

"Come with me..."

Ling Mo only said one sentence, starting from the beginning, and took them up the mountain.

However... after stepping onto the stairs to the ghost gate, some people were obviously a little scared, as if they were frightened by this weird atmosphere.

Ling Mo noticed that most people were still a little afraid.

Ling Mo didn't speak, but secretly took note of their faces.

Being afraid is a good thing, it means they still have fear.

It seems that the auction house has not completely erased their souls, at least they still retain their so-called humanity.

Walking into the Yama Hall, a group of more than 300 people stood in front of the Yama Hall, quietly waiting for Lingmo's arrangements.

Perhaps in their hearts, what awaits them after entering this sect is just a change to a darker place.

They often experience this kind of thing. Some of them are bought by some powerful people. After being played with, they are basically killed.

Therefore... they don't think they can survive here.

But... surprisingly, they didn't resist anything! In other words, they have become numb.

Even if they resist and escape from here, they still cannot escape death.

In their eyes, without any survival skills, they know nothing but serving others.

"Now, you are listed one by one by age, and I will number you according to your age.

When you get here, forget all the names and code names you had at the auction house.

Here, you only have one code name, which is a set of numbers..."

After saying that, more than 300 people began to line up in an orderly manner, and soon, a long queue formed.

"Very good, from left to right, they are arranged from 3002 to 3346. Do you understand?"

Three thousand?

As soon as Ling Mo said this, Zhu Zhuqing was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Why three thousand?"

She didn't know that Lingmo had three thousand soldiers besides Gui Ye and No. 5.

Counting the seven titled Douluo and the ghost master, Lingmo had a total of three thousand Yin soldiers.

The three thousand in front are the code names of these three thousand soldiers.

"You've been up the mountain for so long and haven't you noticed anything around you?"

Ling Mo did not rush to explain, but looked around meaningfully and signaled to Zhu Zhuqing.

"thing?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Zhuqing was stunned for a moment, then activated his martial soul and his star pupils.

Suddenly...she saw an astonishing scene.

In that dark corner, among the mountains and forests, there were so many strangely dressed people hidden.

Each of them wore the same clothes as No. 5, hiding in the mountains and forests, watching here all the time.

"Oh my God! This..."

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned. She originally thought that Lingmo's Guiye and No. 5 were his last trump cards, but she didn't expect that he had so many masters.

"You didn't expect that, did you? These are our ghost sect's last trump cards..."

Ling Mo said proudly, there is nothing to be modest about.

In this world where strength is respected, strength is the best way to speak, and Ling Mo does not need to be modest.

"Where did you get so many masters?"

Zhu Zhuqing was completely surprised. If she was worried about Ling Mo's ability to deal with the Star Luo Empire earlier, then... she had given up the idea now.

Are you kidding? This group of three thousand soldiers is enough to crush any force on the mainland.

"Hehe, this is it! Keep it secret for now..."

Ling Mo didn’t want to tell anyone the secret of the ancient city, because it might have a lot to do with cause and effect.

"Okay, go and call out that catwoman..."

Pinching Zhu Zhuqing's nose, Lingmo whispered.

"Hate it! Don't pinch my nose..."

Zhu Zhuqing said angrily, then walked into the Yama Palace and called out the catwoman who had been placed before.

There were a total of 346 people.

And this catwoman was the leader of their group.

No. 3001!

As for Ghost Master, Lingmo would not rank him, mainly because he was afraid that he would hit him with a giant sword.

The last time in the Jingjue Ancient City, Lingmo had experienced the feeling of being chased and hit by Ghost Master everywhere.

It was simply worse than death.

"From now on, you will be called No. 3001 and be responsible for managing these people, understand?"

Lingmo said to the catwoman, she was obviously a little panicked, but looked at Zhu Zhuqing and nodded.

She was also the only normal one in this group.

"Okay, follow me..."

Said Lingmo, he took them directly up the mountain, crossed the Luoxia Bridge, and entered the North Mountain.

"This is where you will live in the future!

After entering Guimen, you will become disciples of Guimen. In two days, I will arrange someone to give you lectures and teach you some things.

In addition... there are some books and so on, you all need to study them carefully.

In Guimen, there are not so many rules. Don't use the rules you used in the auction house here."

Lingmo wanted to try to change their minds, but found that... after talking for a long time, they didn't even move.

Then he gave up, gave a brief explanation, and began to arrange dormitories for them.

Almost all of them were two people in a room. Yuling Hall was very large and could accommodate thousands of people. There was no problem with just a few hundred people.

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