Chapter 448: Into the Tiger's Den

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In a suburb not far from Xianhu Prefecture, Bai Hao was lying on the low hillside, looking up at the starry sky. He thought back to what had happened in the past few days, and he felt helpless in his heart.

Life is impermanent, and he can be regarded as realizing the meaning of this sentence.

Unexpectedly, Mu Lingling actually fell in love with the enemy's righteous son?

……

Bai Hao closed his eyes slightly, letting the evening breeze blow across his cheeks. It's been three days, and he hasn't been back to Xianhu Prefecture for three days. It's not that he doesn't want to do something, it's that his current state is too unbearable.

"God, are you playing with me?" Bai Hao stretched out his hands blankly and muttered in a low voice.

The sudden appearance of the spirit eating demon monk made Bai Hao feel confused, and coupled with Mu Lingling's "love", Bai Hao really couldn't say it.

At the third watch, Bai Hao finally got up and walked slowly towards Xianhu Prefecture. He has been adjusting for three days, and although he is a little afraid to face Mu Lingling, he still has to do what he has to do.

The Soul Eater Demon Monk, the greatest enemy, he must die!

……

Back in Xianhu Prefecture, the sky was already dark. Bai Hao did not return to the inn, but walked straight towards Quanxin Pavilion. The appearance of the Spirit Eater Monk surprised him, but it was also his success.

"That guy must have a plan when he appeared in Quanxin Pavilion, so it's better to be careful. Bai Hao muttered to himself, and immediately jumped on the wall of Quanxin Pavilion and entered the pavilion.

"Hey, Xiaocui, do you know why the master is so irritable these days?"

Just when Bai Hao was hiding, suddenly, two maids walked past him. Bai Hao was shocked, but he quickly recovered and listened attentively.

"Xiaoling, you ask me how I know, master, he has been like this since three days ago. It seems that I heard it, like I heard that what he said to Hou Gongzi was heard?" Xiao Cui frowned.

Xiao Ling was shocked when she heard this, and said, "Shh, Xiao Cui, be quiet." ”

"Didn't you ask me?" said Xiao Cui with a blank expression.

"You're stupid, I'll ask you, but you're going to die if you say it so loudly. ”

Xiao Ling looked around, and when she saw that no one was here, she dared to whisper: "Xiao Cui, you may not know that in the past few days, whenever someone talks about the events of that day, they have all been ......."

When she said this, Xiao Ling reached out and made a movement around her neck. Xiao Cui's face turned pale with fright, and she said in shock: "Master, master, how can he be like this?"

"Shhh, be quiet, how do we know what the master is thinking, let's not talk about it. Although Xiao Ling wanted to know the cause and effect, she couldn't bear to ask again when she saw Xiao Cui like this.

And Bai Hao, who was listening to the conversation of the maids in the corner, was even colder at the moment. The spirit-eating demon monk is really easy to change his nature.

Bai Hao's face was cold, but at the same time, he was a little worried in his heart. The strength of the Spirit Eater Demon Monk has become stronger and stronger, he was still a Qi practitioner when he was in Tiangu Pass in the early years, but by the time he went to cultivate immortals, he was already a Jindan monk. But just a few days ago, his strength seemed to be more than just Brother Jindan.

Is it a Yuan Baby?

Bai Hao frowned, and his heart was irritable.

God really doesn't know what to eat, and let such a wicked man get such power. Bai Hao took a deep breath, but his eyes gradually became firm.

No matter how strong he is, a fight with one is inevitable.

Bai Hao lurked silently in the corner, waiting for that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

……

The strength of the Spirit Eater Demon Monk was still uncertain, and Bai Hao would not attack. He was lurking in Quanxin Pavilion at this time, just to learn the true strength of the Spirit Eater Demon Monk.

The maids' conversations have no reference value, and they can only be verified by real verification. However, it is easy to say, but it is troublesome to do. The first is not to let him discover who he is, and then to escape from his hands.

Bai Hao frowned, and finally decided to go back and prepare first.

……

"Whew!"

Bai Hao seemed to turn into a gust of wind, and suddenly flew out of Quanxin Pavilion. The two maids who were talking were stunned for a moment, and then their faces were full of consternation.

"Xiao Cui, didn't you feel a strange wind just now?" Xiao Ling said in a low voice.

"yes, it's horrible. Hey, Xiaoling, do you think there is anything unclean in our house? Xiao Cui looked nervous and said with a worried face.

"Well, don't tell me, it's possible. "Xiao Ling has a good idea.

"Ah, Xiaoling, don't scare me. ”

"Poof, hahaha. ”

Xiao Ling laughed out loud when she saw Xiao Cui's frightened pale face. At this time, Xiaocui also came back to her senses, and she dared to love Xiaoling was joking.

"Xiaoling, you're too bad, see if I don't scratch you to death. Xiao Cui scolded with a smile.

"Poofha, Xiao Nizi, come on, see who tickles whom?" Xiao Ling was not afraid at all, but ran forward first. These two girls are big-hearted and cheerful.

……

After coming out of Quanxin Pavilion, Bai Hao was worried. That Hou Xinxiao has a very high reputation in Xianhu Prefecture, and he is afraid that he will cause trouble if he rashly asks for the information of his stepfather?

What to do?

Bai Hao frowned, and suddenly saw a fortune teller walking by.

His eyes lit up, but he had an idea in his heart.

About half an hour later, on the street of Xianhu Prefecture, an old man in a white robe walked slowly. Hey, I saw that this old man's clothes were fluttering, and he really had the demeanor of a Dao immortal.

"Take a walk and calculate, Bai Daxian went down to earth, he knew five hundred years, five hundred years, and I knew five hundred years, and I was there in the psychic arts, and I didn't ask for the yang to be forgiving. Come on, come on, take a walk and count it, don't want money if you don't want it!"

Bai Hao is an old man, and the person who pretends to be a fortune teller at this moment also looks like him. He placed a table on the side of the road and shouted indifferently.

I have to say that there are still people in Xianhu Prefecture who believe this, no, after a while, a person came to Bai Hao and said in a low voice: "Old man, can you make a hexagram for me." ”

"Oh, may I ask if you are measuring words, or reading palmistry?" Bai Hao said lightly.

"I'll test the word. The man smiled slightly.

"Please. ”

When Bai Hao heard this, he suddenly took out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from the Sumeru ring. When the man saw it, his eyes lit up, and he said: "Immortal, it is really an immortal, this, this ink-paper inkstone actually appeared out of thin air?"

"Whew. The man took a deep breath, his eyes full of adoration.

Bai Hao smiled slightly and said, "Write." ”

"Oooh oh. ”

The man who came was a young man, he was long and delicate, but there was a large mole between his eyebrows. However, after a closer look, Bai Hao found that this person was a bit similar to Hou Xinxiao.

He shouldn't be Hou Xinxiao's younger brother, right?

Bai Hao smiled slightly, and said in his heart that he really thought too much.

How is this possible?

……

Bai Hao took a deep breath, and his face returned to the appearance of the ancient well without waves. After that, he saw that the man had written the word "Hou" on the paper.

Seeing this, the corners of Bai Hao's eyes jumped, and his heart was shocked.

"Wait?"

"Is he really Hou Xinxiao's relative?"

Bai Hao was horrified, it wouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

The first guest turned out to be a big fish?

Bai Hao swallowed his saliva and said, "Ahem, are you sure you want to write this word?"

"Ah, yes, I'm sure. ”

"Isn't that the word, unlucky?" the young man asked cautiously.

"Unlucky!"

"Of course it's unlucky!"

Bai Hao's words scared the young man half to death.

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