A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

The two looked toward the window and were immediately startled. They saw a large net blocking the time window, and the net was shining strangely in the moonlight, as if it was woven by countless poisonous snakes.

Outside the net, Xiao Sizhe was looking at them with a smile, as bright and proud as a flower blooming in spring. "I was so lucky today when I cast the net! I caught two big fish!" His voice was clear and cheerful, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Haogu's eyes were wide open as she stared at Xiao Sizhe viciously and cursed, "You little bastard, how dare you ruin my good deeds!" Her eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire, wanting to burn Xiao Sizhe to ashes.

Xiao Sizhe was not afraid at all. He put his hands on his hips and said with a smile: "Hmph, you vicious woman, today is your end!" His face was filled with confidence and pride, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

Shuangyue stood up, his eyes flashing with determination. He flashed like a ghost and instantly jumped into the air.

The two crescent moons appeared at the same time, shining with dazzling light, like two burning suns, shooting towards the window with fierce momentum and sharp whistling sound. Shuangyue's eyes were full of determination and desperate madness, his arm muscles were tense, veins bulged, as if all the strength of his body was poured into this attack.

When Xiao Sizhe saw this scene, he turned pale with fear. "Oh my god!" He screamed, his eyes widened with fear. His body subconsciously rolled to the side and hid away in a panic, like a frightened rabbit.

With a sound of "crack", the extremely solid net was torn into a big hole like a piece of thin paper. The broken net threads flew everywhere, flashing messy light in the sun.

Shuangyue shouted, "Run!" His voice seemed to come out from between his teeth, full of endless urgency. At this moment, he was like a flash of lightning, his figure was almost invisible, only a shadow flashed by, and his body had already flown out of the net hole. His face was full of determination, and his muscles were trembling slightly because of tension.

Haogu was not to be outdone. She leaped out of the water like a carp, her body agile and swift. "Wait for me!" She shouted loudly, her voice full of anxiety and desire for survival. She stared at Shuangyue, afraid of being left behind.

As she flew out, she caught a glimpse of Si Zhe hiding in the corner of the bed. Hao Gu suddenly thought of taking advantage of the situation and trying to capture little Si Zhe as a hostage or bargaining chip.

However, before her hand could touch Xiao Sizhe, an arrow came from the sky. The arrow was fierce, like a silver lightning streaking through the sky. If it was coming from behind, she might be able to dodge it, but this arrow was coming from the sky, and her body movement was fast, so the arrow was even faster!

"Crack!" There was only a crisp sound, and Haogu felt a pain in her arm! Her face instantly became distorted, and a look of pain appeared on her face. But at this time, she could not care so much. She endured the severe pain, and after landing on the ground, she did not pause at all, jumped up, and flew away like a meteor.

At this time, a thin layer of fog filled the surrounding woods, making the already dark environment even more eerie. The trees were tall and dense, and the branches and leaves intertwined, forming an intricate shadow. Shuangyue and Haogu fled desperately, their figures shuttled through the woods, bringing up waves of dust. The fallen leaves on the ground creaked under their footsteps, and occasionally a few roosting birds were startled, flapping their wings and flying into the sky.

Haogu's arm was bleeding, but she gritted her teeth and did not slow down at all. She had only one thought in her mind: escape. Her breathing was rapid and heavy, and her clothes were soaked with sweat.

Han Mingguang ran out from the other corner holding an arrow, his face full of anger and unwillingness, beads of sweat on his forehead sliding down his cheeks, his eyes burning with rage. While running, he put the arrow on the string again, ready to shoot.

"Stop chasing!" A steady voice sounded, stopping Han Mingguang. The person who spoke had a serious expression and deep eyes, as if he was thinking about something deeper.

Xiao Sizhe stood at the corner of the window, with his hands on his hips, his face flushed, and shouted at Han Mingguang who was chasing him: "Stop chasing me!" His eyes were wide open, like two ripe grapes, full of anxiety.

Han Mingguang stopped, gasping for breath, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face, he shook his head and said: "Yeah, how can I catch up with other people's Qinggong by running! What a joke!" His eyebrows drooped, his eyes were full of helplessness and frustration, he secretly regretted why he didn't practice Qinggong.

Xiao Sanlang jumped out of the window swiftly, landed on the ground lightly and steadily. He patted Han Mingguang on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's normal to be impulsive at the moment!" Xiao Sanlang's face was filled with understanding and relief, and his eyes were gentle.

Shui Qinglian walked slowly to the window, looked at the people outside, frowned, and said unwillingly: "I feel unwilling that I didn't catch them!" He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, thinking that if he let them get away this time, it would be a big trouble in the future.

Sikong Yan had sat on the rooftop without knowing when, with his hands folded in front of his chest, and said calmly: "Let them be proud of themselves first!" The corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes revealed confidence and calmness, as if everything was under his control. In his mind, he was thinking about the next plan.

"Okay, I'm tired! I'm going to sleep!" Xiao Sizhe yawned, his eyes almost closed, and stretched out his body. His face was full of fatigue, and his body was swaying, as if he would fall down at any time.

"Second batch of defense! Thank you for your hard work." Sikong Yan said as he prepared to climb down from the roof clumsily. He first stuck his butt out of the eaves, waved his hands in the air, and muttered: "Oh my, with my heroic posture, getting down from the roof is a piece of cake."

But as soon as he stretched out one foot, he found that he couldn't find a suitable place to put it. The foot was dangling in the air, like a chicken claw with nowhere to put it. Sikong Yan's forehead was twisted into a knot, and he began to mutter: "What should I do, what should I do."

He finally stepped on a tile, and as soon as he exerted force, the tile broke with a "crack", and his foot sank directly into the ground. Sikong Yan was so scared that he screamed: "Oh my God, help me!" His body turned half a circle in the air like a big windmill.

After much difficulty, his other foot hooked onto a piece of wood. He was just hanging there to catch his breath when the wood creaked and seemed to break. Sikong Yan's face turned green, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and he shouted, "God bless me, God bless me!"