Big brother is as beautiful as scum [Transmigration Book]

The person who snatched the formula from Murong Pianchu seems to have something to do with the young master who took away the map. Thanks to this, Jing Li and the others found the person who did it at that time, followed the clues, and spent some time , finally touched the current foothold of the person behind that person.

I don’t know if they all came from the same place, and the aesthetics are the same. This place gives people the feeling that it has the same effect as Yuanshuizhuang. It is also an extremely remote and unintruded fringe area. Better, probably because the geomantic omen of this place is relatively better, of course, this is also a relative term.

After Jing Li landed, he turned his head and looked around the place where there was no village, no store, and even no road on the ground. He was a little speechless, but after thinking about it, those people in Yuanshuizhuang were also good. That's right, it's all related to the death of the young master of the clan's direct line. If you want to come to that super family, you won't just let it go. It's reasonable for these two groups of people to deliberately choose a secluded place to live in seclusion.

Is it the one who has the courage and strength to kill the direct descendant, and after that, seize the treasure and escape.Just looking at the peripheral defense, it is much better than Yuanshuizhuang.

It's not difficult to get in, but how do you get the map? No matter how you think about it, it's impossible for the collateral young master to give it up generously.

Furthermore, they have lived in peace with each other for more than 300 years, and when they suddenly attack and wipe out all the people, it will not be a temporary murder. Don't you see that the other people in Yuanshuizhuang are still alive and well.

Jing Li reckoned that this person might have discovered something, that's why he wanted to get back the copy of the formula in the hands of the Murong family, and put it into action.

According to the memories of Murong Xiong in Murong Pianchu's memory, the talent of this collateral young master is really not bad, and I don't know what level it is now, so it may not be appropriate to come here rashly.

Jing Li rolled his eyes, had an idea, and poked Cang Qi beside him, "Senior Brother..."

Although this place is remote and remote, it is quite lively.

Restraining his breath, he pasted the occult talisman and cracked the formation outside without disturbing the people inside. The two people who came in were standing in a corridor full of flowers, looking at those people through layers of flowers. The maids shuttled back and forth between the gaps, guessing whether they happened to have guests today.

There were too many people coming in and out, and it was unrealistic to find things here without alarming people, so the two simply followed the maids holding trays to find the location of the owner.

I don't know whether it should be said that the owner here is elegant, or they are lucky, the house is indeed hosting a banquet to entertain the guests, but the banquet is not placed in the house, but in a water pavilion.

Lotus flowers are scattered on the surface of the lake, and a winding corridor extends all the way to the pavilion in the center of the lake.

The Eight Treasures Pavilion is ventilated on all sides, with a very good view, and there are light gauze curtains hanging, blowing gently in the wind, so that the people inside can clearly see the movements of the people outside; however, looking from the outside to the inside, there is only a vague emptiness. film.

Jing Li and the other two found a place among the stone forests on the shore, which was hidden and no one else would come over; and they could clearly see the situation in the Babao Pavilion—there was always a cool breeze blowing in the lake, and from their perspective, Just from the fault of the half-raised veil, the target can be seen clearly.

There were three desks in the hall, and four people sat there. On the right was a woman with a mean face, and on the right was an old man and a young man. Master, the collateral young master who does great things, this man looks about 30 years old, his appearance is not outstanding, but his eyes are hard to hide.

Except for the young man who was kept by the old man, the other three were all above Yuan Ying, especially the old man, Jing Li couldn't tell that his cultivation had already stepped into the realm of transforming gods.

The atmosphere at the banquet was not bad, except for the woman with a mean face who kept a straight face, the young master had a good chat with the old man. In contrast, the young man sitting next to the latter seemed bored, with a pair of The flexible eyeballs flicked around, and after a while, they were transferred to the maid who raised the light gauze curtain and came in to deliver the wine.

The maids in the mansion don't look like the master here, not to mention their stunning looks, they can definitely be called delicate beauties, full of water.

These maids are all well-trained, even if they are looked at with such unscrupulous and explicit eyes, there is nothing strange on their faces, they are still smiling and very kind.

On the contrary, the mean woman sitting opposite looked down on this, pulled the tight corners of her mouth, and sneered, but the young man didn't care, and his gaze still followed the maid's movement.

The old man who was talking with the owner here quickly noticed the situation here, and he looked a little worried, and reprimanded the young man a few words. The young man looked dissatisfied, but he had no choice but to give up.

Looking at the master here again, he didn't care about such trivial matters at all, and he winked at the maid who was stared at. Kneeling down at the vacant seat, filling the young man's glass and drinking with him with a smile.

Seeing this, the old man didn't want to say much, he simply kept his eyes open and continued to talk about the unfinished topic with the person in the seat just now, and the mean face on the other side occasionally added a sentence.

For a while, the atmosphere in the Eight Treasures Pavilion was quite harmonious.

On the other side, Jing Li, who was standing in the stone forest, felt a little powerless. Those three people's cultivation bases were not low. Once they released their spiritual consciousness, they would probably be discovered and expose themselves; It's low, but it's definitely not high. I can only listen to it intermittently, vaguely, and so on. Naturally, what I hear is some content that has no beginning or end, and the meaning is unclear. But those two people are especially good at talking. It's been three rounds of drinking, and there is no sign of stopping.

So much so that Jing Li was a little skeptical, whether these people planned to have a tea party in the Babao Pavilion this afternoon.

Just as the people in the pavilion were exchanging endless pleasantries, even Jing Li began to wander unconsciously, Cang Qi suddenly squeezed his fingers.

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Jing Li turned his face subconsciously, looked to the side, but saw Cang Qi raised his chin in the direction of Babao Pavilion, lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "Look carefully."

Jing Li was puzzled, but followed his words and turned his gaze back to the pavilion.

Perhaps the chat was speculative, or the drink today was really good, even the cheeks of the mean face were slightly red, and looking at the old man, he was much more relaxed and more at ease than before. As for the young man People, under the persuasion of the maid, have been so intoxicated that I don't know when it will be.

But the master here, who was sitting upright, stood up at this moment.

With a height of nearly nine feet, the shadow he brought when he got up was enough to block most of the light.

The old man didn't know why, his eyes were slightly blank, he didn't know why the other party suddenly stood up, and he said in doubt, "brother?"

In contrast, the more sober and mean face felt wrong, and wanted to stand up, but he didn't know whether he drank too much, or sat for too long, his legs and feet were a little stiff, and he couldn't stand up all at once.

After doing this two or three times, not to mention her, even the old man knew something was wrong, but it was a pity that it was too late to react.

He tried to circulate the spiritual power in his body, but it was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, there was no news, and even a little spiritual power could not be stimulated.

"Shizier dare!"

No matter how angry the questioning was, at this point, it was useless.

The young man who had already been delirious would be the most relaxed one present, because he was ignorant, so he had no fear.

Looking at the master again, the smile on his face was no longer the same as when he was chatting just now, even because he was standing with his back to the light, there was a sinister feeling on his ordinary face.

Walking slowly to the two tables at the bottom, with his hands behind his back, he condescended to look down at the two guests who couldn't even stand up. The young man next to him was still holding the maid's chin and making fun of it. The laughter set off the situation at this time, and there was an indescribable sense of irony.

"Hand over the things, and I can make you die quickly."

In a bland sentence, what is revealed is the absolute confidence in fully grasping the scene.

It's a pity that there are always some people who don't want to buy it.

Hearing the words, the old man immediately yelled and cursed. He didn't look like he was half-sentenced when he came here. While denouncing him with a mean face, he secretly tried to detoxify himself from the poison.

However, none of them expected that their opponent this time would be a person who played his cards completely irrationally. After asking the question once, but there was no result, they didn't talk nonsense a second time, and directly started searching for the soul.

The mean face was startled by the opponent's ruthlessness, but at the same time couldn't help but look forward to it. Searching for souls is unusual. Although they are poisoned and can't use their spiritual power at the moment, their spiritual consciousness is still there. If the old man can catch it Opportunity hurts the other side, so they have a chance to come back.

The old man obviously thought of something with the mean face, so while the master stretched out his hand to him, held his head down, and forcibly squeezed his consciousness in, he took action.

After a cup of tea, the old man's body limply fell to the ground, lifeless.

The mean face was shocked immediately, struggling to death, and finally rushed to follow in the footsteps of the old man.

After both of them died, the collateral young master who planned today's event glanced at the drunk unconscious young man who was still whimpering. The maid understood, and a dagger with a cold light appeared in his hand , Raised the knife in his hand, and neatly sent the person in his arms to reunite with his elders underground.

Only then did the collateral young master straighten his cuffs in a slow manner, and his casual eyes fell on a certain point outside the Eight Treasures Pavilion.

"Your Excellency has been watching this outside for a long time, why don't you come in and sit down?"