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Qian Hongfeng could see the ever-changing expression on Yan Luo's face.

He knew that Lian Qing had a unique skill, she could go back in time with items alone.

Seeing the silver-white light flowing on the long arrow, Qian Hongfeng held the long arrow in her hand without making a sound.

"Archer, Northwest."

The cold words spit out from Yan Luo's mouth, like a cold white air coming from somewhere in the cold winter, with a touch of solemnity.

Qian Hongfeng followed his gaze, and saw a black figure flashing past in the woods beside the official road.

"Someone."

"Go and have a look."

Qian Hongfeng glanced at Yan Luo worriedly, and asked softly, "Master, is your injury?"

"No problem."

As the footsteps moved towards another road, a cheerful electronic sound sounded in Yan Luo's mind.

[System: Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for successfully opening the mission copy of the mystery of confusion, the mission is limited to two people, and the mission difficulty: medium.Whether to publish. 】

The moment the control panel flashed in front of his eyes, Yan Luo knew that he had just jumped out of one pit and then jumped into another pit.

Everything seems to have a guiding direction, guiding him from entering the game to the so-called release mission.

From the looks of it now, the so-called task release is nothing more than being forced to accept the task.

Yan Luo raised his hand and clicked yes, the pleasant electronic sound came out again in his mind,

[System: Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for successfully releasing the quest copy Cholera Mystery. This quest is a continuation copy, and you can only receive a new quest card after completing the previous quest. 】

[Yan Luo: ... Master 8, why do you think the painting style is a bit weird after the 2.0 upgrade? 】

[88: Hello host, 2.0 of 88 is here to serve you. 】

[Yan Luo: You can shut up and treat you. 】

After switching off the dialogue with 88, there was a burst of noisy discussions in Yan Luo's ears.

"Who just said that people ran over there?"

"I just saw someone over there."

"The arrow is poisonous, so it won't go far."

There are several masked men in black clothes standing under the slow slope in the forest. Each of them is holding a long sword in his hand. The long sword is wrapped in a black scarf. It seems that he can vaguely see the A trace of spiritual energy flashed on the long sword.

"It's a cultivator."

As soon as Qian Hongfeng's words came out, Yan Luoli hummed lightly behind him, and there was a wave of approval in his words of approval.

Yan Luo's eyes swept over several people, and asked softly, "Feng'er, can you tell which sect they are from?"

"These people are dressed in black, covering up the original patterns on their own clothes, and wrapping their sabers in black cloth, they just don't want others to see which disciple they are from, but what is certain is that it must not be Cang Hong. A disciple of the Sword Sect."

"Oh?" Yan Luo raised his eyebrows, and the raised ending made his voice lazy and friendly, "But I think at least one of these people is a disciple of the Canghong Sword Sect."

"Who?"

Yan Luo raised the corners of his lips slightly, a white light condensed in his hand, and flicked towards the crowd.

The white light was like a naughty child, circled around several people, and finally hit one of them.

"Hey, who hit me."

"he is the one."

Following Yan Luo's voice, the man who had just been hit, the long sword in his hand that was originally covered by the black muffler slipped off, revealing the dark engraving on the hilt.

The engraving is complicated, but one can still recognize at a glance that the decoration is Liuyun Juanshu of Canghong Sword School.

"really."

There was a touch of excitement in Qian Hongfeng's voice, he grabbed the trees beside him and looked down.

"People are there!"

The two of them didn't deliberately hide their whereabouts. After Yan Luo made a move, a group of people saw their tracks.Because of the distance, the figures of the two people were a little blurry, and they could only be seen as a blurry black shadow, fleeing towards the woods.

"Your sword."

Someone patted his shoulder, and the man looked down, and as expected, he saw that the black cloth covering the long sword slipped off at some point, he frowned, and pulled the scarf on.

"The man was injured, he couldn't run far, chase him!"

Qian Hongfeng ran in front, Yan Luo followed closely behind, and a group of monks chased after them with long swords.

"I don't know what the group of monks are doing behind their backs. Master, we should go back, beat up these people, and ask why."

In the ear, the wind is whistling.

Yan Luo followed closely behind, with a cold voice, "Don't startle the snake."

"..."

Wasn't his master the one who attacked first?

The corner of Qian Hongfeng's mouth twitched, and she was about to say something, but when she stepped forward, she bumped into a person in front of her.

The head was hit so that stares appeared in his eyes, Qian Hongfeng shook his head while holding his head, and when he stood still, he looked up and saw a young man sitting on the ground.

This young man was wearing an exquisite gown embroidered with gold thread. The intricate patterns of auspicious clouds glistened at the corners of the robe. His hair was tied in a jade crown and his eyes were handsome. He looked like a crabapple flower this time, and he was very handsome. Juicy.

"How do you walk, do you have eyes?"

The little boy rubbed his painful head, cursing.

The footsteps behind him were chasing closely, Yan Luo turned around to look, and immediately raised his hand to make a tactic, the silver-white light dissipated, and a transparent barrier enveloped the heads of the three of them.

The enchantment was like a water curtain, and with a wave of Yan Luo's sleeve, the enchantment disappeared instantly in front of his eyes.

"Wow, you... are you a fairy family?!"

"Shh."

Qian Hongfeng put her hand on her lips, and made a hush gesture to the young master.

Following Qian Hongfeng's line of sight, she looked not far away, and saw the men in black chasing them at a glance.

"They're chasing...um."

The voice that was about to yell was covered by Qian Hongfeng's raised hand, Yan Luo glanced back, and his eyes stopped on the other party's blood-stained arm.

"That kid was obviously poisoned by me, how could he run so fast."

"Whether your poison works or not, this person can't stand it."

"That's the poison powder that my master gave me. If you can do it, you should do it."

"Stop arguing, everyone has run away. If you can't find anyone, how can you deal with them."

Several people walked in noisily, and the young master behind him was tense because of his nervousness, and was struggling under the restraint of Qian Hongfeng.

"do not move."

A whispered scolding sounded in his ears, and the person in his arms became a lot more honest in an instant.

With Yan Luobu's enchantment, this group of people will never find out where they are.

Sure enough, several people passed by them as if no one else was there, and only when they disappeared at the end of their field of vision did Qian Hongfeng let go of them.

Less than a stick of incense had passed, and the onset of the poison was rapid, and the man's pale face was mixed with a tinge of livid green.

Yan Luo turned around, raised his hand and tapped the person several times.

Standing behind him, Qian Hongfeng made a gesture to catch the young master who fell to the ground, frowning slightly, "Master, is it possible to cure this person's poison?"

"can."

His fingers fluttered, and he tapped the opponent's body several times, and then he made a knife with his fingers, cutting a wound on the boy's wrist.

Blood flowed out from the wound, with dark green liquid in the bright red blood.

Bursts of stench wafted out from the wound, and Qian Hongfeng, who was closest, frowned slightly.

"Master, what kind of poison is this, the smell is simply..."

Yan Luo didn't have much expression on his face, he squatted halfway in front of the young man, and took out a brocade bag from his arms.

The bag doesn't look big from the outside, but there are bottles and cans of various sizes hidden inside.

Qian Hongfeng saw Yan Luo take out a porcelain bottle with a blue and white background flower from it, and then a pill came out and stuffed it into the boy's mouth.

"The poison in him is called Duxingsan, and the poison will flow with the blood. The greater the activity, the greater the blood flow speed." Yan Luo covered the bottle while talking, and stood up, "This poisonous line If my guess is correct, it should come from the Master of Venom."

The little prince in his arms woke up slowly after taking the antidote, and when he saw that he was lying on the ground, he immediately stood up, raised his finger and cursed at the two people: "You... you two, what are you doing right? ...what did you do to me!"

"Yo, boy, you are quite courageous and have a big temper."

In Qian Hongfeng's life, no one dared to point at his nose and scold him. This person who seems to have no spiritual power is so daring.

Qian Hongfeng, who was dressed in red, looked like a Shura with a sullen face. The young master held his painful wrist and took a step back, "You... what do you want?"

"Feng'er."

The coldness is like a cold spring hitting jade, the white clothes are light and light, and the immortal is born.

Now that Yan Luo opened his mouth, Qian Hongfeng rubbed his nose and stood beside him, "Boy, you're lucky."

"Don't be afraid, we have no malicious intentions."

Yan Luo's voice seemed to reassure the young man, making him gradually relax.

"Let me ask you, why did that group of people chase you just now?"

During Yan Luo's questioning, the young master's eyes were a little dodgy. He looked at the two of them, and he hesitated for a while before opening his mouth, "I...I don't know either."

The young man's dodging look obviously meant that something was hiding from them. Qian Hongfeng creaked the hand holding the long sword, and pushed the long sword out of the scabbard a little with her thumb, revealing a little bit of the knife inside. Light.

"You really don't know?"

"I... I really don't know."

"you……"

Yan Luo raised his hand and blocked Qian Hongfeng behind him, "Okay, let me ask you again, do you know who the group of people who chased and killed you are?"

"I...I don't know."

The sound of the long sword being pulled out of its scabbard was clear to my ears. Qian Hongfeng stepped out and put the long sword directly on the opponent's neck, "Hey, I said you don't know what to ask?"

The silver-white sword light flashed in front of the young master's eyes, and there was a touch of dodge on his slightly flustered face, "Two immortal masters! I really don't know!"

The author has something to say: The chapter on the mystery of chaos has officially opened!

This chapter has two master and apprentice enmmmmm

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