Douluo: The famous punch-in scene leads the sect to roll up

Tarot, tarot, tarot.

There are seventy-two in total. Where can she find them?

On the way to the enshrinement hall, Yu Qingqian worried about this matter for a long time.

On the way, she stayed in Tiandou City for two days. To her surprise, she met Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe currently belongs to the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire, which is fake.

Speaking of which, Xue Qinghe, also known as Qian Renxue, has a close relationship with the Enshrinement Hall. Not only that, she also completed the test of the Angel God in the later stage, and her combat power is also quite strong.

I had met Xue Qinghe several times before following Ning Fengzhi. Although he was not familiar with him, he should still be able to talk to him.

As for the Angel Holy Sword, you might consider starting with her.

Yu Qingqian was sitting in an inconspicuous tavern on the street, drinking the wheat wine she had just ordered, and her thoughts were racing.

Although the tavern is remote, there are not many people there. Maybe it’s because the aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, and the people who come in and out are all loyal lovers of wine.

After savoring the lingering aroma of wheat in her mouth, Yu Qingqian half-squinted her eyes and looked at the wine table next door calmly.

There were three people at the table next door. They were all dressed in low-key costumes and wore masks to hide their identities. They only made eye contact with each other and no one spoke.

Hiss, don’t speak.

She raised her head and took another sip of wine, feeling a little doubtful in her heart.

The three people ordered the signature wine in the tavern. The wine flowed through their intestines and they drank it all in a moment.

Yu Qingqian's eyes widened suddenly, and she silently gave a thumbs up in her heart, "Good guy, what a drinker, what a speed!"

Before she could continue to sigh, the three of them stood up at the same time, put some gold soul coins on the table and left quietly.

In fact, this is just a scene that often happens in the humble corner of the pub.

Those who drink in a hurry will mostly leave immediately after drinking, as if they have important business.

Yu Qingqian put down the wine in her hand and carefully recalled the smell of the three people. The smell? Very unique and not very common.

And from the light and agile movements of the three people, it can be seen that the cultivation level of these three people is definitely not low.

"Do you want to follow me?" She muttered, but her body started to act one step ahead of her head.

"Bill, please."

Yu Qingqian put the money on the table and immediately left in the direction where the three of them left.

Fortunately, the three of them didn't walk very fast, but they were far different from the hurried look they had just in the tavern.

She fell not far behind the three of them, looking at this stall and that shop for a while, looking like an innocent girl going out for shopping.

Forgot to mention, maybe out of habit, she put the baby-faced human skin mask on her face again.

Covering her appearance will give her an inexplicable sense of security.

When they were approaching the entrance of the next alley, the three people suddenly stopped. They seemed to be discussing something, but their eyes carefully looked around them.

Yu Qingqian looked away without leaving a trace, pointed at a bunch of red and green candied haws in front of her and said, "Boss, here's a bunch."

"Okay!" The boss gave Yu Qingqian a bunch and handed it to her. When Yu Qingqian took it, she felt a spiritual force sweeping around her.

She took a bite of the candied haws, her mouth bulging like a hamster eating, but she was extremely wary of the source of this spiritual power.

This mental power is quite strong, at least at the level of Titled Douluo. If Yu Qingqian's mental power was not far superior to ordinary people, he might not even be able to detect this mental power.

For this baby-faced human skin mask, she also specially matched it with a blue energetic suit, but she habitually wore a cape, so it was not conspicuous.

After leaving the tavern and putting away her cloak, she looked like an innocent girl all the way, and she would receive one or two loving glances from time to time.

After paying for the candied haws, she jumped directly in the direction of the three people. Her eyes were not on the three people, but she was completely focused on the candied haws in her hands.

When passing the three people, she looked at them twice and passed them by.

The appearance of the stranger passing by is vividly performed.

The three men in black looked at each other and turned into the alley next to them.

After Yu Qingqian passed the three people, he wandered around for several streets in a pretense and returned to the original street.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, there are still three of them in black clothes and masks. No matter how conspicuous they are, I don't know what they think." She muttered, with only a stick left in the candied haws in her hand.

Yu Qingqian turned into the alley. The alley didn't seem to be deep. After walking for dozens of steps, it ended.

He stared at the wall and the ground at the end for a long time, trying to find something strange about this place.

The three people disappeared from here, either by flying away, or there was another hidden passage here.

Moss has grown on the bricks in the corners of the floor, spreading to fill the gaps between the bricks.

"There should be a mark, right?"

With this thought in mind, she searched around the wall a few more times, and suddenly saw a brick with a relatively large gap, surrounded by dust caused by friction, and the color was brighter than other bricks.

"Ah, I've found it now." She rubbed her hands enthusiastically, and then rubbed them towards the brick.

The bricks were obviously loose and dented inwards.

She pressed the brick down with force and without hesitation, and immediately, an entrance that was only large enough for one person appeared on the ground.

The stairs go down diagonally deep into the ground, and they look like they should be authentic.

"We're here." Considering that it might be dangerous to go in casually, Yu Qingqian hesitated for a while, and then successfully convinced herself.

You are here, it would be a pity not to take a look.

All the way down the sloping stairs, when she was completely inside, the entrance at the back automatically closed, and the surroundings fell into darkness.

The passage was so quiet that Yu Qingqian could even hear her own breathing.

His breathing was slow, but lights suddenly lit up around him.

Although the tunnel is narrow, it has been repaired very smoothly. The fuel lamps on both sides are burning brightly, illuminating the corners of the passage.

Keep walking along the tunnel, except for some mice, spiders and cockroaches, there is no other living thing along the way.

This also confirmed that this was just a tunnel and not an underground base of some secret organization.

Soon Yu Qingqian reached the end.

Just as you entered, a sloping staircase leads upwards to an unknown place. The exit, like in many dramas, is a manhole cover.

I pushed the well cover above my head upwards, but with just a little force, there were signs of loosening.

It seems that you can go out directly from this exit.

Open the well cover a tiny crack, and a pair of big black grape eyes appear inside.

Yu Qingqian's eyes rolled around, looking at the environment around the manhole cover.

Fountains, neatly trimmed flowers and plants, and the sound of uniform footsteps that come and go.

Obviously, this is a manor-like place, or perhaps the residence of a high-ranking official in Tiandou.

Click, click, click, two lines of more than ten people, wearing metal armor and holding sharp spears, walked past not far away from Yu Qingqian's line of sight.

This familiar assembly, familiar. Damn it, this isn't the imperial palace of the Tiandou Empire, is it?

As soon as the idea came up, before Yu Qingqian could verify it, the answer was handed to Yu Qingqian.

That's Xueqinghe, right!

Ruling out the possibility that she was presbyopic, Yu Qingqian silently closed the well cover, hunched over and prepared to return the way she came.

Damn it, she didn't want to be surrounded as a infiltrated assassin.