I, Panda, am super fierce!

Those few people have been in this business for many years, and there are more than one people who want to bargain, but none of them have succeeded so far.

This time was no exception. Hearing Si Heng's words, the person standing on the left immediately shouted: "What are you shouting about? Is there a grievance in it? If you feel wronged, don't follow."

After saying this, he lowered his voice, and sarcastically said in a tone that could be heard by several people in the room: "I took these with me when I escaped for my life, no wonder I was forced to come here."

There was a flush on Si Heng's face, as if he felt humiliated but didn't dare to refute, he gritted his teeth, looked at the little bear on the ground, suppressed the anger in his chest and promised: "Got it, I'll put him in it right away .”

As he spoke, he bent down, held the black cloth bag in one hand, and twisted the nape of the little hairball with the other hand, and placed him on his chest.

The three people in the room had no objection to his approach, as if they didn't think it was wrong at all.

Yi Zhou was a little curious, and guessed that Si Heng used some method, but he didn't know when the method would fail, so he didn't dare to move after he got up, and just opened his eyes to look around.

Si Heng didn't show any objection to the things he wanted to put on his head. The people he came into contact with were no more than Jindan Late Stage, and these people were at best just scumbags.

The one who can really send people to Shichahai should be someone else.

If that person is able to send people out, it is inevitable that he will bring in people from Shichahai at some point. One of the purposes of Si Heng's hard work is to find out the people behind him.

The three people in the room saw him put on the black cloth bag and put something like a rope on his hand.

"Follow us." The speaker walked ahead, tugging at the rope, leading the person forward like an animal.

In order not to let others notice the anomaly, Si Heng could endure these people's contempt towards him, but this kind of attitude towards livestock was beyond his tolerance.

A gust of wind blew by, and when the three of them didn't notice, a sword intent poured in from their respective Baihui acupoints, followed the meridians to the dantian, and lay dormant.

The person leading the way walked out of the guest room and down the stairs to the lobby.

The door of the inn was closed, and there was no one else except them, and it was so quiet that there was not even the sound of the wind.

Several people did not go to open the door of the inn, but walked to a corner. There was a mahogany chair in the corner. One of them went up and moved the chair away, and drew a pattern on the wall. The pattern flashed a faint light, and the ground in front of it collapsed. , revealing a tunnel entrance.

The person who led the way didn't remind him, so he went straight down, and Si Heng followed behind without any haste. When he reached the entrance of the tunnel, he paused for a moment, then took a small step, and landed on the first floor of the tunnel. on the steps.

Those people originally wanted to see his jokes, but they were a little unhappy when they didn't see them. The people who came down from behind pushed him from behind: "Go faster, don't call if you can't get out later."

He used a lot of strength. He originally thought that this useless man would be pushed back anyway. It would be even better if he could fall headfirst.

But the man remained motionless, like a wooden block, unresponsive.

The few people were not united. Seeing him like this, another person next to him laughed and said, "Fatty Xu, you weren't sucked dry by some witch last night, right? Why are you limp today?"

The man called Fatty Xu had an angry face, and he turned around and cursed: "What a bitch, the soft-footed shrimp is still laughing at your grandpa? It's something that a woman leaks out when she smiles!"

That angry face turned red, but it was indeed true. He had no way to refute it, so he could only return to the original topic: "Bah! How can you be as soft as noodles, you can't even push a person, a shame!"

Fatty Xu wanted to find fault with Si Heng when he heard this, and regained his prestige on him, but before he could make a move, he was stopped by the people in front.

"Stop it, what are you two doing here?"

This sentence made Fatty Xu stop his movements, his face was embarrassing, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart, he muttered a few times to himself, obediently followed behind, and stopped making other troubles.

The tunnel was very long and seemed to have no end. The few people walked forward for half an hour before they saw a fork in the road.

"Go right." The person in front finally reminded him this time, and Si Heng followed his advice and turned right.

Not long after walking, Fatty Xu suddenly called out: "Oh, why is my stomach hurting all of a sudden?!"

There seemed to be a worm in the stomach, and every time it moved, it brought a piercing pain, and the pain became stronger and stronger. Fatty Xu bent down and put one hand on the stomach. A thousand steel needles penetrate generally.

"Ah!" He jumped up in pain and shook his hands: "My hand! What's wrong with my hand?"

The person next to him took a strange look: "Aren't your hands in good shape?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the palm raised by Fatty Xu began to shrink under his eyes, and it turned into a mass of blue-gray rotten flesh as he breathed.

"Ah! Ahhh!" Fatty Xu pinched his wrist and howled, but suddenly felt the other hand began to ache, and he showed panic: "Help me! Who of you save me! I don't want to die!"

The other two were also stunned by this turn of events, they reacted and hurried over, took the antidote pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

But the detoxification pill didn't work at all, Fatty Xu's other hand, like the previous one, began to die.

"Ahhh!"

The person in the middle was wailing, and the two people beside him were helpless, they could only watch helplessly as Fatty Xu was in agony.

"I don't know which demon girl I offended, who told you to go out and fool around every day, do you know the end now?" The people next to him did not get along with him, and they were impatient for a while. Now that the time has passed, they began to sneer and sneer again. .

Fatty Xu was powerless to refute, his fingers connected to his heart, he was in so much pain that he had no strength left, from the initial wailing, to now he fell to the ground and moaned powerlessly.

They were still in a hurry, and the other two waited for a while to see that Fatty Xu had no other symptoms, so they discussed to leave first.

"After we send the person away, we will take you back to see what's going on."

The monk holding the rope said, after speaking, the two stood up without even looking at the fat man on the ground, and led Si Heng forward.

Neither of the two noticed that as they were walking forward, a sword energy flew out from behind and directly pierced Fatty Xu's eyebrows.

The black and white bear exposed its eyes from the shoulders, and watched the person on the ground die coldly. After seeing enough, he turned his head again, stretched out his small tongue and licked the chin of the person next to him affectionately, with an innocent and naive look.

The hood was removed at some point, Si Heng patted the little bear's butt, smiled and kissed his big head, the thick rope held by the monk in front floated in the air, and it would not fall if no one pulled it.

After walking for about an hour, they finally reached the finish line.

Coming out of the tunnel, there is a wasteland in front of you, and a city wall in front of you. The top of the city wall cannot be seen at a glance, as if splitting the sky in two.

In addition to them, there are several other groups of people around, each group is the same as they were at the beginning, with three "boatmen" and a monk with a black cloth cover.

These people are familiar with each other. When they saw them coming, someone greeted them: "Boss Yan, why didn't Fatty Xu follow? Did he die in the belly of some goblin again?"

"I asked him to do something else." These people were all competitors, and Boss Yan just made up an excuse without telling the truth.

They waited here for about a quarter of an hour, and suddenly everyone felt a pressure. They stopped talking and bent over to look in the same direction.

A middle-aged monk came from behind. The monk was wearing a black robe, with a gloomy face and a thin body. He seemed to be able to fall down when the wind blew.

But no one on the field dared to underestimate him, because this person is a great power to transform gods!

The crowd automatically moved out of the way, the man walked forward, looked around, and when he passed Si Heng's side, he paused slightly on his body.

Noticing any problems, he withdrew his gaze and asked in a shrill voice, "Is everyone here?"

"It's all here, just wait for the elder to let you go." The person closest to him replied, taking a step forward, holding the storage bag with both hands.

The elder stretched out his hand to photograph it, his spiritual sense looked around inside, nodded in satisfaction, and praised: "Not bad."

Then look at the others: "What about yours?"

Hearing this, many people felt a little heartbroken, but they still offered the storage bag that had been prepared with both hands just like No.1.

That person took photos together, looked over everything, confirmed that they were correct, and then took out a golden jade Ruyi from his sleeve.

For example, the wind grows longer, and after dozens of breaths, it becomes as high as two sheets. The elder uses Ruyi to knock on the towering city wall, and the sound keeps coming. is a whole.

For most monks, the city wall made of stone has no defensive ability at all. The reason why this city wall becomes a natural moat is that the various formations attached to the city wall make the entire city wall a whole.

And what this person did was to separate this place from other places, using magic weapons to wear down the power of the magic circle blessed by it, without the blessing of the magic formation, this place is no different from the ordinary city walls of the Mortal Kingdom .

This matter sounds simple, but it is not easy in fact. Not only does it require extremely high cultivation, but it also requires people who operate it to understand the ins and outs of the city wall.

Ever since seeing this elder, Si Heng's expression has changed.

He knew the person in front of him, it was Xuan Louxin, the elder Xuan Louxin sent here by the Taiyan Sect.

Si Heng once met this person when he was a teenager. At that time, the other party was not so thin, and he was already in the late stage of out-of-body cultivation. Not long after that, he heard that the disciple he had placed high hopes on died under the Heavenly Tribulation. Xuan Lou Xinxin Disappointed, I invited myself to garrison Shishahai.

It was bitterly cold here in Shichahai, and the sect gave him the title of elder as a commendation, and the salary was the same as other elders.

The others in the sect thought of his contributions to the sect, and they didn't complain about it.

But I didn't expect that the other party was so stationed!

The sound was still coming, and Si Heng could hardly bear to step forward to take him down, but in the end he held back, wrapped a divine sense with his sword intent, and flew towards Tai Yanzong.

Spiritual thoughts can transmit much less news than jade slips, and they have higher requirements for monks, but they are superior in safety and speed, and they are not afraid of being intercepted midway.

If there is no accident, by this time tomorrow, Master Feiyun will receive the news from him.

He moved on this side, and the people in front of him didn't stop. With each blow, the power of the formation was finally wiped out, and the broken stones flew, forming a two-foot-wide gap.

Xuan Louxin turned his head to face them, lowered his eyes, and said sharply: "Okay, please wait."