Urban Madness

Ye Fan put on the cloak, picked up the iron beast and walked into the space crack torn apart by Dijiang.

The Qingqiu Fox Clan is good at charm and loves to enjoy it very much on weekdays. As far as the entire Illuminati are concerned, there are few that have more money than them.

As the leader of a clan, Jun Qingqiu was unwilling to suffer himself even if he was sent out to inquire about intelligence.

In his taking the ring, he was carrying an extremely luxurious tent with him.

Looking at the extremely sudden tent in the dense forest, Ye Fan couldn't help but twitched his mouth.

Is this Qingqiu-jun really sure that he is here to inquire about the news, not to send people away?

But after thinking about it, Ye Fan felt relieved.

Anyway, Lord Qingqiu is also an undercover agent for the evil faction, and even if he does it publicly, the evil faction will just ignore it.

Jun Qingqiu was lying on his side on the beauty couch of his luxurious tent, holding an exquisite wine glass in his hand.

The little cultivators next to him all sat a little nervously.

"Master Qingqiu, we are like this, really wouldn't it be too ostentatious?"

A little monk couldn't help but ask.

Jun Qingqiu glanced at him faintly.

"You are still too young, and you have seen too few worlds. As for people, you have to know how to enjoy it."

He took a sip of the wine from the glass.

"Look, we have stayed here for a few days, and we haven't seen any movement from the evil faction?"

The little monk wanted to say something, but was severely pinched by another little monk beside him.

Finally closed his mouth.

Suddenly there was a roar from outside.

Several little monks suddenly became nervous.

Jun Qingqiu glanced at them nonchalantly.

"Don't be so nervous, I think it is the beast in this mountain forest. If you guys are really worried, you can go out and have a look."

Several young monks glanced at each other and walked out together. They don't have the calm mood of Qing Qiujun, so it's safer to go out and have a look.

But the beast roared twice, and there was no movement. The little cultivators had been patrolling outside for a week, and found that there was no strange situation, they were about to return to the camp.

At this moment, there was a scream in the camp.

The few little monks were shocked.

Then I saw a dark shadow, passing by them.

A black and white giant bear ran out of Qingqiu Jun's luxury tent and ran away with the dark shadow.

They hurriedly returned to the camp to check the situation, but found that Jun Qingqiu was already lying on the ground and was not angry.

The five blood holes in the chest were still bleeding.

Several young monks were pale, and ran to the White Tiger Camp not far away.

In the next period of time, Ye Fan pinched the days to eliminate the three-tailed cat and Qingluan.

Every time, I created a tragic look of death, and every time I was deliberately seen by people and spread the news.

As news of the deaths of these four people came back in turn, there was an uproar in the Guangming Pavilion.

Especially the death of Qingluan, even King Peacock Daming was alarmed.

Qingluan is the daughter of King Peacock Daming, and King Peacock Daming left a trace of spiritual knowledge on her body.

When Qingluan died, the spirit here clearly captured the appearance of the iron-eater.

Although Di Jiang hadn't expected this incident, he pushed him a little in the end and let the matter drove smoothly in the expected direction.

And the high-ranking officials of Guangming Pavilion did not go out of their way and expected, all of them dared to say but did not dare to do it. When they heard that the emperor was going to send someone to catch the iron-eater, they immediately urged them like quail.