What did the cannon fodder do wrong?

Yue Zhezhi made a mistake, and unconsciously softened his voice, half begging for mercy and half paying attention to remedying it.

Yue Zhezhi made a mistake, and unconsciously softened his voice, half begging for mercy and half paying attention to remedying it.

Rong Yan didn't intend to argue with Yue Zhezhi, the anger that wasn't big at all disappeared when Yue Zhezhi said that he likes you the most, he shook off the water stains, and said: "No need, go back and get down to business first."

"it is good."

Yue Zhezhi's eyes curled up, and he carefully placed the paper man possessed by Rong Yan in his hand, stood up, and quickly returned to the original place.

Meng Qi should not have noticed that they had sneaked into the courtyard, and there was no unusual movement in the courtyard.

Yue Zhezhi glanced at the courtyard, walked up to Rong Yan's body, removed the cover, and put the paper figurine on the ground.

Although the paper figurine was wet, it was not completely damaged. Rong Yan's soul escaped from the paper figurine smoothly and returned to his body.

The moment he returned to his body, the water vapor remaining in his soul cooled the Zifu, Rong Yan frowned and stood up, he made a formula to burn the wet paper figurine, and walked towards the main entrance of the courtyard.

Yue Zhezhi had already walked to the main gate of the courtyard when he returned to his body, and knocked on the door with arched fingers, Yan Ran looked like he was looking for trouble.

"Who is it?" The front door of the courtyard opened, and a tall and thin house slave in blue poked his head out through the crack of the door, "Who are you—what are you doing!"

Yue Zhezhi didn't answer who he was, he pushed open the main gate of the courtyard and broke in.

The tall and thin servant was forced back a few steps by Yue Zhezhi's sudden force to push the door open. He exclaimed: "Come here, someone is looking for trouble!" Look at the source of the coolness.

It was a bright long sword, the blade was right on his neck, and the sword bearer was a cold and elegant young man in white.

"Shut up." The young man in white said coldly.

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up, swords have no eyes, seniors have something to say!" The lifeline was grasped, and the tall and thin house slave trembled, fearing that his head would be picked out by a sword.

Rong Yan ignored him and raised his eyes to look forward.

Meng Qi obviously heard the commotion in the courtyard, he walked out from the study, and walked quickly into the courtyard with a middle-aged man.

Glancing darkly at Rong Yan, Meng Qi looked at Yue Zhezhi, who was obviously the mastermind.It doesn't look aggressive, but it hurts more than anyone else.

Meng Qi smiled: "Fellow Daoist Yue, what are you two doing? Breaking into other people's houses in the middle of the night, is this what Master Guixinzong taught you?"

Yue Zhezhi didn't want to talk nonsense with him, Zuo Zuo already knew the location of the ninth-level demon tiger, he went straight around Jianshan, and walked towards the unremarkable dilapidated house next to the slave's residence.

When he broke in, he checked with his spiritual power, and the door lock was not tampered with, and the ninth-level demon tiger was still inside.

Seeing him walking towards the broken house, Meng Qi's face changed slightly.

After Yue Zhezhi came to the door, Meng Qi felt a little uneasy, and planned to transfer the ninth-level demon tiger with others. Who knows where he was transferred to, Yue Zhezhi came to the door again. It seems that he knew the ninth-level demon tiger. The demon tiger is there.

Meng Qi didn't know who told him where the ninth-level demon tiger was, so he quickly stopped Yue Zhezhi: "This is my residence, get out, don't run wild here."

"Go away." Yue Zhezhi kicked him away.

Meng Qi was in pain, he took a few steps back, gritted his teeth and scolded Yue Zhezhi, and then quickly gave the middle-aged man beside him a look, asking the middle-aged man to contact the person guarding the ninth-level demon tiger, go around from behind and take the ninth-level demon tiger away. Tiger moved.

The middle-aged man wanted to contact him immediately, but Rong Yan knocked out the tall and thin servant with a backhand sword, his figure was as fast as the wind, and flew away the contact jade token in the middle-aged man's hand.

waste!

Meng Qi was furious, he gouged out the middle-aged man, summoned the Linglong Pagoda, and covered the room where the ninth-level demon tiger was locked.

Yue Zhezhi had already touched the door, but was scalded by Linglong Tower abruptly on his palm. The pain caused a nerve reflex, and subconsciously withdrew his hand. After withdrawing his hand, the door could no longer be opened through Linglong Tower.

He clenched his burned palm tightly, turned his head and looked at Meng Qi coldly.

Meng Qi narrowed his eyes: "This is the place where the magic weapon is placed, you don't go in. Besides, I'll say it one last time, get out! Otherwise, don't blame me for reporting to the elders to make you feel better!"

Meng Qi knew clearly that he and his group were not the opponents of Yue Zhezhi and Rong Yan, so he directly threatened the elders.