I'm really a decent cultivator

He blinked.

The other party also blinked.

The sound of splashing water came into my ears.

Judging by the color of the clothes, this person is wearing cotton clothes and thin armor, like a guard, he should have deserted to pee against the wall.

If Qingchen's position through the wall was further three feet away, the consequences would be disastrous.

The question now is, when you are urinating, a handsome masked man suddenly appears from the wall next to you, what will you do first?
The guard obviously chose to shout.

He opened his mouth wide, the base of his tongue trembling, but before he could make a sound, Qing Chen raised his hand.

Bang.

The guard froze instantly.

At this time, he still maintains the previous posture, like a famous statue.

It's too late to say, and it's fast at that time, it's just a short moment.

After stopping him, Madam Yang came over from the wall, looked the guard up and down, and curled her lips.

"I planned to sneak in quietly, but it was unlucky to bump into this little guy as soon as I came."

Qing Chen said calmly, "It's harmless."

Until the two left, the guard stood still in the cold wind.

Later, when he talked about the things he regretted most in his life, he would still sigh.

"That night, you should pull up your pants first."

……

There are about seven or eight pavilions in the Luoshen Pavilion, surrounded by the pavilion where the Goddess of Luoshui lived.

With their perception ability blocked, the two could only start from the outside and carefully investigate one by one.

"You must be careful when you enter it, and don't disturb the people inside, so as not to startle the snake." Madam Yang emphasized again.

The two repeated their tricks and entered an attic through the wall.

Seeing that it was pitch black, the two searched the hall upstairs and downstairs, but they didn't see any traces. They looked at each other and shook their heads.

Suddenly, a strange laugh sounded from behind, "What are you looking for?"

"Ok?"

Qing Chen turned around suddenly, and saw that it turned out to be the high dome of the hall, with a rope loop hanging from the beam, and a faint figure was actually hanging on the rope loop.

And this figure was actually talking to them at this time.

"It's the Hanging Beam Ghost, he's from the Demon Sect!" Mrs. Yang said angrily, "He's the one who robbed my son!"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and struck out two talismans. The talismans turned into black and white horses, hovering and bombarding the figure in midair.

"Oh? So it's you, who actually found this place."

The Hanging Beam Ghost screamed, his body flickered, and he dodged the blow quickly, raising his hands, as if he wanted to fight back.

but……

Qing Chen had already drawn out his lightsaber.

Although I don't really want to make a big fuss, but... since I was discovered, there is nothing I can do.

Had to cut out a sword lightly.

"Roar--"

A sword pillar pierced through the air, swept the figure, smashed through the roof of the pavilion, and flew into the sky.

"This..." Mrs. Yang looked at the hole in the dome, "Isn't it a bit heavy?"

But this is already the lightest.

I am also very helpless.

In a hurry, Qing Chen didn't explain much, just shook his head and said: "It's harmless."

……

outside.

Du Bishu's eyelids couldn't help shaking when he saw the sword energy soaring into the sky.

He knows this thing.

It seems that big brother and the others have encountered an enemy?

He wasn't worried that Qing Chen would be in danger, but...it seemed impossible to sneak in as he had agreed to?

but.

On second thought.

As long as everyone who sees them is eliminated, it can be regarded as a perfect infiltration, right?

……

The center of Luoshen Pavilion.

In the wide and gorgeous pavilion.

A long embossed table case.

Kneeling on one side was an old man with gray temples and a calm demeanor.

On the other side are four well-dressed men in black robes. Their collars are embroidered with golden wings. Their facial contours are extremely resolute, with mottled skin and traces of weather.

It looks like someone from the north.

And at the top of the pavilion, there are eight light screens embroidered with gold silk.

There is a faint shadow behind the screen.

"My Hua'er told me that an unexpected visitor has arrived, and... there are two other groups."

The voice came from behind the screen.

"I'll send someone to solve it." The white-haired old man said lightly.

After saying that, as soon as he raised his finger, two whirlwinds circling endlessly flew out of his sleeves and flew into the vast night outside.

It seems to be some kind of means of communication.

On the opposite side, a leading man in hard attire said, "Is there any problem with our transaction?"

The old man smiled slightly, "You all made a deal with Mr. Cang Hai, so naturally there won't be any problems."

The well-dressed man nodded slightly, then stretched his hand backwards.

A subordinate handed a crimson blood crystal to his hand. It seemed that there was something extremely restless hidden in the blood crystal, and a tornado-like vortex rolled up inside it from time to time.

He devoutly placed the blood crystal on the table.

"The kun-absorbing power that Lord Canghai wants is here. Now, it's time for you to give us that dragon."

"no problem."

As soon as the old man nodded, he heard a roar from afar.

A sword pillar broke through the sky.

The voice behind the screen came again: "Fengshen Ling, your subordinate is dead."

The well-dressed man opposite also frowned.

The old man raised his hand to signal them to be calm.

"I'll send someone to solve it, don't worry."

"No harm."

"How dare you sneak into the Luoshen Pavilion, you really don't know the heights of heaven and earth, jie jie jie jie..."

Accompanied by a strange laugh, a black smoke swept over and condensed into a black human figure out of thin air.

When this person appeared, he was standing on the top of a pavilion, lying on his body strangely, his eyes were scarlet.

"Yin Wuwo, this is also a member of the Demon Sect! It seems that they have some kind of special monitoring method that can always track our location." Mrs. Yang said.

"Yeah." Qing Chen nodded in agreement with her speculation.

Immediately, he looked at the man from the Demon Sect at the top of the gazebo again, and asked, "Did you laugh like 'Jie Jie Jie Jie' just now?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" The black figure was taken aback by his question.

Qing Chen didn't answer, but silently drew out his sword.

"Do you want to draw a sword?" The black figure was covered in smoke, "Come on! Don't take pity on me!"

bang——

He turned into a cloud of black smoke and rushed towards Qingchen.

"Be careful!" Mrs. Yang quickly reminded: "This person has mastered an incomplete fairy art, Li Daitao is stiff, and can transfer your own attack to himself!"

Before he finished speaking, Qing Chen swung his sword.

"Roar--"

The sword pillar broke through the air.

That Yin Wuwo laughed strangely again, the smoke rolled up, and his figure changed!It turned into a phantom, a handsome masked man!
Immediately, the sword pillar fell on him.

boom--

The sword pillar pierced through his body without any delay, and the embers wrapped around him smashed through the pavilion, resounding loudly, and the red glow illuminated half of the sky.

A faint wail of confusion echoed in the air.