"Young master, it is the trace of thunder in the sky. ”

Red Silk reached out and wiped it on the broken part of the trunk, charred charcoal powder coating her fingers.

Gently scrape, you will see a large area of purple-black powder.

If you look closely, there is also a little blue-black powder mixed in a mass of carbon black, which is not easy to detect.

There was a hint of a smile in Hongxuan's eyes, and she walked over and handed the object of her fingertips to Xiao Yuebai, "And this." You see. ”

"Qingxiao?" Xiao Yuebai hooked her lips.

Qingxiao is a homemade poisonous smoke by the Han family.

It's not that there's anything particularly powerful.

However, it is not a problem at all to stun monks below the distraction period within a radius of a hundred miles.

It seems that Han Chongguang and they have already started, or rather, it is over.

Raising his eyes, he saw Han Chongguang walking towards them with everyone.

Han Chongguang walked to a foot in front of Xiao Yuebai, knelt on one knee, and said loudly: "Han Yi, bring the elites of the four families to meet the young master." Welcome back. ”

Everyone then knelt on the ground and shouted: "Meet the young master and welcome the young master's return." ”

Its momentum is big, the soup is vast, and it implements the nine skies.

Xiao Yuebai's eyes skimmed one by one, and no one was seriously injured.

I heard Han Yi say: "I received one hundred and three people on this trip, twenty people first, and the remaining eighty-three people, all of them are here, and no one has died." ”

Xiao Yuebai smiled with satisfaction, helped him up, and said with a smile: "There are all of them here, and there is one more?"

Han Chongguang said: "He is waiting for you in front." He looked ahead.

Xiao Yuebai followed Han Chongguang's gaze, her eyebrows raised slightly.

Commanding Hongxuan to take a second and walk towards that place.

Outside the cave with a regular facet through several black-and-red trees, a man in blue stood under a tree.

As if he knew that someone was coming, the man looked back, a pair of inverted long eyebrows close to the slender peach blossom eyes, a straight nose and slender lips, thin lips naturally downward, and a natural misanthropy.

The appearance is very good-looking, the peach blossom eyes are as indifferent as water, and the world-weary face is really abrupt, and Xiao Yuebai wants to laugh.

"See that I don't need my own skin, or do you like that guy's face? If that's the case, the guy will die laughing in his dreams. ”

As he spoke, Xiao Yuebai had already walked up to the man, and the banter in her eyes was clear.

"He's probably dreaming about how to kill me. The man said, stretching out his hand to stroke his face, and his face changed.

On the face as warm as jade, the phoenix eyes are narrow and long, and the eyes are as indifferent as water, and even the whole person is faint.

Xiao Yuebai sighed regretfully, "It's a pity." ”

The man said: "What is a pity? If you want to see your brother An, just call directly." ”

Xiao Yuebai smiled, "You just got a little popular like that." I know, you're not dead, Shen Qingchen. ”

"Don't overthink it. ”

Shen Qingchen put the sword of the dead on his waist in one hand, and there was only a carved pattern of a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing on the smooth and cold hilt, but no one could see what it was carved.

"We're the safest one. ”

Xiao Yuebai nodded.

She knew this, otherwise she wouldn't have let that guy Ange disguise Shen Qingchen and lead the team to leave first.

They must have felt that Shen Qingchen was the easiest to kill.

A sword cultivator who no longer draws his sword is like an eagle with broken wings, and everyone wants to take the opportunity to pounce on it and take a bite of eagle meat.

As soon as the news that Shen Qingchen is leading the team is released, it will attract the enemy's greatest firepower, and the real Shen Qingchen is naturally the safest.

"These people don't have murderous intent. Their purpose is more to keep us, but the hostility is not small.

We caught a few remnants, and they all confessed that they were killers hired by the Seven Killing Palace, and they still had the Seven Killing Orders to eliminate the mark.

But what's even stranger is that they all have the emblem of the corpse on the crook of their arm. ”

"How many people are there?"

Xiao Yuebai's voice suddenly turned cold, and Shen Qingchen continued: "Five pieces and seven killing orders." Chongguang suspects that it was the hand of the Demon Corpse Village. ”

Five Seven Killing Temple's lives.

Xiao Yuebai's hands were clenched tightly, her knuckles were white, and she let go again after a while.

"Not from the Demon Corpse Village. They used the formations that could be bought everywhere in the Linglong Pavilion to stop me, and they deliberately used the Nine Yin Cold Corpse Formation of the Corpse Palm at the end.

The killers sent out have the same seven kills order, but they don't have the mark of 'seven kills'.

We killed a half-step god, but Yuan Ying ran away. The man's hand also had the mark of the corpse bearer, but the hand was a prosthetic hand that had been forcibly sewn up from the flesh. ”

A rare trace of heaviness appeared on Shen Qingchen's face, "The seven killing orders were robbed, and the person in charge of the corpse was killed." It was our negligence. I'll go back to the temple in the next few days to check it out. ”

Xiao Yuebai shook her head, "Just leave this matter to Liufeng and them." I'm more worried that the monks of the Tribulation will drive the dead.

I'm afraid that the plague of poisonous corpses in southern Xinjiang is not so simple. ”

"So you called me out?" Shen Qingchen stretched out his hand and shook it, "I can't help you." ”

His hand could not hold a sword.

Xiao Yue's Bai Dan's lips opened slightly, but she didn't know what to say.

In fact, in the past few decades, the intruders have appeared extremely frequently, and she has never let him hide.

Maybe he didn't just want to keep him safe.

But she couldn't say these words.

"This time they're killing you. There are definitely our enemies behind the scenes.

A half-step transformation of a god during the tribulation period, such a big stroke, it is the first time in these years. You can get away with it, and you owe it to him, right?"

Shen Qingchen looked into the distance, the phoenix eyes looked, through the heavy scorched wood, Han Chongguang and one person sat on the boulder, and the two didn't know what they were talking about.

The man turned his back to him, and he could not see his face, but when he saw his clothes and figure, he knew that he was an elegant man.

"Su Yi, your fiancé. ”

Xiao Yuebai chuckled, "Yes, you know better than me." ”

Shen Qingchen turned around and smiled.

"You don't go home much on weekdays, I'm cold, Grandpa Xiao is bored, and I ran to Qingfeng Pavilion to talk a lot of material. ”

......

"Han Shao is polite, who is this in the forest? Why is it so mysterious? I can't even see the deity?"

Su Hanxing's words seemed to be talking and laughing, but his eyes were bottomless.

When Xiao Yuebai went in for a long time, she occasionally heard a few laughs, but no one came out for a long time.

This person in the forest really made him a little unhappy.

Han Chongguang replied politely: "Pavilion master, don't blame. Mo Yun, this kid has a poisonous mouth, and he is afraid that if he says something unpleasant, he will make the pavilion master laugh. ”

Su Hanxing smiled warmly: "Does the deity look at a person who cares like this? Since he is Yuebai's subordinate, the deity should also take a good look, right?"

Han Chongguang smiled and did not answer.

"The pavilion master wants to see you so much, why don't you come to the forest to talk about it?"

The person who came only had an ink-colored ribbon tied with his hair, a simple ink-blue robe, and a green daisy waist was entangled.

There is a sword tied to his waist, the scabbard is intricately engraved, but it is faintly recognized as an ancient formation, and the hilt is plain, but there is a scribbled character.

When he saw that word, Su Hanxing's eyes condensed slightly, and he was reborn with a sword.

It's obviously Shen Qingchen, didn't Han Chongguang say Mo Yun?

When I looked at that person again, the corners of his mouth were slightly cold, no wonder he didn't even reveal his real name, he was born with a mean appearance, and he really didn't know what was good.

"Good. Mo Yun Mo Gongzi, right? ”