The Fishing Immortal is pretending to be weak again [Transmigration Book]

Ye Ziqing reached out to protect the two of them behind his back.

Uncle Chen called out again in fear: "Young, Young Master?"

The man has no arms, the wide sleeves are empty, and the part below the waist is also empty. The chair he sits on is not an ordinary chair, with two wheels, implying a mechanism. As Yin Liu said, this Shenyang City The young master lost his arms and legs.

Xuanyuan Zhengyang turned the mechanism chair and turned around slowly. It was an extremely handsome and gentle face, with eyes like spring water, and a gentle expression on his face.

"Excuse me, a few distinguished guests, what's the matter?"

Although he was in such a mess, his face was very calm, without showing the slightest sign of weakness.

"Young City Master, we have something to ask you." Ye Ziqing said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Uncle Chen, step back." Xuanyuan Zhengyang said softly.

"Yes, Young City Lord."

Uncle Chen shivered and ran out quickly.

Chu Xingchen pursed his lips and put away the sword in his hand. He looked at the young city master in front of him with great interest. He wondered if senior fellow apprentice Ye had discovered it. This young city master is not ordinary.

When they were outside Shenyang City before, they could still feel the heavenly ghost aura, but after entering Shenyang City, the ghost aura disappeared.

But at this moment, Chu Xing sank on the young city lord, and once again felt a gloomy ghostly aura.

Xuanyuan Zhengyang smiled wryly and said: "Now that I'm a useless person, I really don't know how I can help you all. The people in the city don't listen to my orders anymore. Ladies and gentlemen, if you come here today, you may return empty-handed."

Ye Ziqing's eyes were bright and clear, he stared at those spring eyes, and slowly said: "Young City Master, why don't you explain the ghostly aura on your body? I heard people say that you have been brought back to life before, is there such a thing?"

Ye Ziqing's tone was extremely blunt, he felt that there was something tricky about this young city lord.

Xuanyuan Zhengyang looked at him in surprise, then let out a shallow laugh, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and said: "It's all rumors, do you believe in such things as resurrection from the dead?"

Ye Ziqing's cultivation base in the golden core stage, after leaving the Wuji Sect, he can basically walk sideways in the cultivation world, and his strength is in the middle of the whole cultivation world.

He put one hand on the hilt of the sword, which was a gesture of drawing the sword.

Xuanyuan Zhengyang was sitting on the chair, brushing his sleeves over the wide wooden wheel, he said: "Don't you all want to do something to me, a cripple? Also, I have no strength to restrain a chicken, and I am a cripple, if you If you really want to do something to me, I can't resist anything."

Ye Ziqing stared at him without blinking: "We just want the young city lord to explain the ghostly spirit in the city."

"Sorry, I don't know. Since I returned to Shenyang City ten years ago, I have been a useless person. Shenyang City is not under my control now. You can also see that I have no ability to protect myself. I even eat three meals a day. It all depends on gifts from others." Xuanyuan Zhengyang said softly.

Ye Ziqing is an upright person, he will not really do anything to him, but just wants to threaten him to tell the truth.

Zhu Jiuwang coughed twice, his eyes were dim, his voice was low and hoarse, and he said, "Puppet."

"What?" Ye Ziqing was stunned.

But Chu Xingshen understood, and he looked at Zhu Jiuhuang in surprise.

At this time, the protagonist can already tell the difference between a normal person and a puppet of a ghost cultivator?

As expected of the protagonist, he has good eyesight and high talent.

Chu Xingshen didn't doubt that it was the right thing for the protagonist to do anything shocking.

"What brother means is that the person in front of me is like a puppet." Chu Xingshen explained.

Ye Ziqing was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Chu Xingchen smiled lightly, and said, "Oh, why is Senior Brother Ye so stupid."

After he finished speaking, he pulled out the sword in his hand again, and stabbed Xuanyuan Zhengyang in front of him.

Ye Ziqing was startled: "What are you doing! Stop!"

Chu Xing didn't stop, the best way to verify whether the person in front of him was a puppet was to pierce his heart with a sword, and the puppet had no heart.

Chu Xingshen had absolute trust in Zhu Jiuwang.

If you don't believe in the protagonist, who else can you trust? Don't you want to believe in the bad guy Jing Huang?

The sword was inserted into Xuanyuan Zhengyang's body, and the touch did not feel like a normal body.

Xuanyuan Zhengyang's eyes showed surprise, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"You are not ordinary people."

Chu Xingshen said generously, "Hi, we are disciples of the Wuji Sect."

He reached out and patted Ye Ziqing's shoulder, and said, "Did you see this one? Our Jindan Qi brother, if he knows his face, he will show his true form."

Xuanyuan Zhengyang let out a low laugh, he lowered his head, looked at the sword on his body, and stopped pretending.

The black ghost energy turned into arms, and the arms and legs slowly grew on his body. He stretched out his hand and held the tip of the sword with one hand, and said, "You are right, he is at the golden core stage, but you are a qi refining Expect."

Chu Xing raised his eyebrows.

"It's a period of refining Qi. If you dare to touch me, you are quite courageous."

There was a crisp sound from the tip of the sword, and the next moment, they saw that Chu Xingshen's sword was broken with bare hands by this unknown thing in front of them.

Xuanyuan Zhengyang pulled Chu Xingchen over and grabbed Chu Xingchen's neck, with a ghostly aura on his body: "Why don't you leave obediently? Why do you want to investigate Shenyang City? It doesn't matter what the city has become. It has nothing to do with your Wuji Sect, does it?"

A hint of panic appeared on Ye Ziqing's face, "Let him go!"

"That's not okay, mere Jindan stage, dare to disturb the good things of the master? I pretended to stay here in order to monitor Shenyang City. I can't let you ruin the good things of the master."

Xuanyuan Zhengyang grabbed Chu Xingchen, walked slowly towards the door, and said: "I will dedicate this Qi-refining period to the master, tsk, the soul of the Qi-refining period is too weak after all, and I don't know the master Will you like it or not, but it doesn't matter, if the master doesn't like it, the soul will be useless, and letting him fly away at that time can be regarded as a warning to you."

He looked back, looked at Ye Ziqing, and said: "Go back and tell your people to stay away from Shenyang City. The master has no intention of external disputes, and just wants to stay in Shenyang City safely. If you don't know how to live or die, come to trouble the master..."

Xuanyuan Zhengyang smiled sadly: "It is said that the outside world's Demon Venerable Jing Huang is causing a bloody storm in the cultivation world, right? Then the master doesn't mind, if there is another Demon Venerable in the cultivation world, it will still be one more powerful than Jing Huang!" It must be [-]% stronger than the Demon Lord."

At the beginning, Chu Xingshen listened patiently to the puppet's persecution, until he moved out of the demon king, Chu Xingshen couldn't take it anymore, what is it?A thing mentioned in one sentence in the original book, dare to step on the big villain?

Chu Xing let out a soft "huh", "[-]% stronger than the Demon Lord Jinghuang? If that's the case, he's still huddled in the little Shenyang City. Well, I understand, it's stronger than the Demon Lord Jinghuang!" [-]% right?"

Xuanyuan Zhengyang immediately became angry: "How dare you insult the master!"

Seeing this, Ye Ziqing drew his sword and attacked him without saying a word!

The long sword is like a rainbow!The sword light flickered!

Xuanyuan Zhengyang let out a snort: "Golden core stage waste!"

The next moment, he grabbed Chu Xing and ran away, carrying a powerful ghostly aura, soaring straight into the sky, avoiding the sword light and running away!

Not to mention that Chu Xing was sinking, even Ye Ziqing was stunned for a moment.

One moment he said he was a Golden Core stage trash, and the next moment he ran away?

Ye Ziqing was furious, Yu Jian hurriedly chased after him: "Xiao Xiaoer dare! Put down junior brother!"

Xuanyuan Zhengyang's sinister laughter came from mid-air: "Wait, since you want to harm the master, none of you from the Wuji Sect should even try to get out of Shenyang City!"

The caught Chu Xing was silent for a while, but decided to show off his acting skills. He said sadly, "Senior brother, brother, leave me alone, run away, this man is either a demon cultivator or a ghost cultivator, we can't fight."

Can't catch up, it's too fast!

In just a moment, the magic energy disappeared.

For the first time, Ye Ziqing hated herself for being too slow in fusing the sword, and could only watch helplessly as the man took Chu Xingchen away!

Ye Zi fell to the ground and saw Zhu Jiuwang who was full of thoughts.

He was full of irritability, he was here, and even one of them was taken away. If the elder teacher knew about it, he would definitely feel that he was incompetent, how could he be like this.

Ye Ziqing comforted him: "Don't worry, we will definitely rescue Junior Brother! Besides, isn't there a Thunderbolt Talisman on Junior Brother? That Thunderbolt Talisman may be able to save Junior Brother, don't worry."

Clinker, Zhu Jiuwang said calmly, "I'm not worried."

He was reminiscing about Chu Xingshen's words just now, that part of praising the demon king for being amazing and powerful, and Zhu Jiuwang's mood changed very much.

Ye Ziqing: "?"

do not worry?You're not worried about that kid being so nice to you?So cold-blooded.

Ye Ziqing's face turned cold.

Ye Ziqing returned to the restaurant with Zhu Jiuwang.

The few people who went to make a wish at the other end have also returned. It was midnight, and the restaurant was very quiet. Yin Liu greeted them and went back to his room to rest.

Everyone looked at them, wondering: "Why is there one person missing? Where is the kid?"

Ye Ziqing said with a calm face: "I was arrested, Xuanyuan Zhengyang really has a problem."

"How could this happen?!" Gan Cheng stood up suddenly, and he said angrily, "He was arrested even with Senior Brother Ye around. Can that kid survive a Qi refining period?"

Qi Buping calmly said: "Calm down, let's discuss countermeasures first."

"All my companions have been arrested, you tell me to calm down? How can I calm down? Calm down! Brother Ye, is the guy who caught Chu Kui strong? You are there, you are there..."

Ye Ziqing blamed himself even more after what he said, indeed, he did not protect his junior brother well.

If after Zhu Jiuwang revealed the identity of the puppet, he would go up and stab the sword, maybe there would be no such result.

Zhu Yun sighed: "It's not Brother Ye's fault, does Senior Brother Ye want to watch his brother get arrested? Gan Cheng, stop talking!"

Gan Cheng knew that he had made a slip of the tongue and closed his mouth.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Ye..."

"We have to follow the clue of Xuanyuan Zhengyang to investigate, Gan Cheng, Zhu Yun, and Qi Buping, we will act separately tomorrow, as for you..."

Ye Ziqing looked at Zhu Jiuwang, with worry in his eyes, he said: "Stay in the restaurant and wait for news from us."

Ye Ziqing found out that if he really met a master, he might not be able to protect him.

The self-confidence before leaving the sect was completely blown away at this moment.

He said to Zhu Yun: "Zhu Yun, you can give junior brother a few more thunderbolts for protection later."

"it is good."

Zhu Yun did not refuse.

"Junior brother, you should go back and rest first." A period of Qi refining will not help them much.

They planned to act on their own to rescue Chu Xingshen.

Zhu Yun stuffed the rest of the Thunderbolt Talisman into Zhu Jiuwang's hand, and said: "If it's not enough, tell me, you must pay attention to your own safety."

Zhu Jiuwang glanced at them, turned and went back to the room.

In the darkness, just as Zhu Jiuwang closed the door, a black line fell on the ground, lowered his head humbly, and said, "My lord, I didn't expect you to be here."

People kneeling on the ground, with half of their faces hidden in the darkness, are generally illuminated by the moonlight outside.

Yin Liuhong focused her eyes and said, "My lord, the matter of Shenyang City... I won't bother you, you don't need to interfere, I will solve it myself."

Zhu Jiuxuan's face was cold, he slowly raised his hand, and that slender white hand fell on the top of Yin Liufa: "I don't care about your affairs, remember our agreement, and fulfill your last wish."

"Yes, my lord." He once swore that even if his body fell into Shura and his soul was immortal, he would be loyal to him forever.

Yin Liu looked out of the window, looking at the city made of blood, with a smirk on his face.