In the early morning of August 18, Jinghong finally waited for her belated "guests". Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The first to discover them was the strongest Yu Ling, "Sister, those black-clothed people are here!" ”

Jinghong stood up and stretched, "It's good to come, it's not in vain that I deliberately put myself down." ”

Yu Ling's expression suddenly became strange - she suddenly wanted to drug her own people, and her sister's ability to mess around was still as strong as ever......

Thinking that after dinner, when everyone except Murong Qinghua, Jinghong, and herself suddenly fell asleep and died, Murong Qinghua's ghost-like expression, Yu Ling suddenly felt a little sympathy for her.

"Yu Ling, remember not to show all the hole cards." While playing with the small crossbow that Yun Qi specially prepared for her, Jing Hong sent a voice to Yu Ling, "It's almost enough." ”

Yu Ling understood, "Don't worry, I'll pay attention." ”

Jinghong told Murong Qinghua again, "Grandmother, you are their first target, remember not to leave me and Yu Ling's side." ”

Murong Qinghua raised his hand to caress her half-length black hair, "Don't worry, grandmother won't be reckless." ”

Jing Hong hooked his lips and smiled, "Then let's change the place to entertain the 'guests', so as not to stain our tent." ”

Yu Ling nodded as he casually laid a protective barrier around the camp, and then walked in the direction that the group of black-clothed men were chasing with Jinghong and Murong Qinghua.

Soon, the group of men in black also spotted them.

After judging that the three of them were the targets of their trip, the middle-aged strong man with the scarface led by him suddenly became cautious.

In his mind, even if Murong Qinghua had already built a foundation and could use cultivation instead of sleep, then she should honestly stay in the tent and cultivate.

But now she is wandering in the forest with two little female dolls in the middle of the night, no matter how you look at it, this is not the behavior of a normal person.

If she didn't have another purpose, then the only possibility was that she had expected them to come.

The scar-faced middle-aged strong man looked at him - if Murong Qinghua had expected that they would arrest her and her entourage as a substitute for Tuoba Zixiong and the others, then she must have already figured out how to deal with them when she went to the meeting alone at this time.

But she is only cultivating in the foundation building period, and she carries two burdens with her......

Thinking of this, he finally realized that something was wrong-the two little female dolls he thought were cumbersome, and the speed of their movement was not inferior to that of Murong Qinghua in the foundation building period!

What does this mean? It shows that the cultivation of these two little girls is at least the same level as Murong Qinghua.

"Damn it!" The middle-aged strong man with a scarface first cursed the group of fools who collected intelligence, and then shouted to the subordinates around him: "Do it!" Life or death! ”

The group of men in black around him hesitated for a moment—didn't they have to be captured alive? How did it suddenly become a matter of life and death? And now it is still far from where the target is......

Seeing them, you look at me, I look at you, and they didn't even take out their weapons immediately, and the middle-aged strong man with a scarface suddenly became angry. He flew up and kicked at the man in black who was closest to him, "Do it!! Life or death!! ”

The men in black hurriedly took out their respective weapons, and rushed in the direction of the three of them under the command of the middle-aged strong man with scarface.

Feather Spirit released two flying swords around his side, "It's coming!" ”

A cold color flashed in his eyes, "Do it!" ”

As soon as Murong Qinghua raised his hand, two beast talismans were shot, and in the next moment, there were two more huge black bears conjured up by magic in front of them.

"Go!" Murong Qinghua screamed softly, and the two huge black bears pounced towards the black-clothed man in front of him.

The forearm of Jinghong was raised, and three crossbow arrows flew past the black bear's body, accurately piercing the hearts of the three men in black.

The two flying swords of the feather spirit came out together, and the man in black must have his neck cut in the place where he passed.

None of the people in the center of the melee noticed that after seeing this scene, the middle-aged strong man with a scarface quietly took out a cloudy bead glowing with black light and put it on the bush branch beside him.

Because Yu Ling and Jing Hong deliberately kept their hands, their battle with the man in black lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour before it ended.

When the man in black who was standing was only the middle-aged strong man with a scarface led by him, Jing Hong put away his crossbow, "Say, where is your master sacred?" What is the purpose of summoning monsters? ”

The scar-faced middle-aged strong man's expression condensed, "Demon girl! If you want to kill, you will kill, where is so much nonsense! ”

The corners of Jinghong's lips hooked slightly, "Then I might as well be respectful." ”

The middle-aged strong man with a scarface was a little surprised, "You ......"

Jinghong Subai's little hand was raised and lowered, "What, changed your mind?" ”

The scar-faced middle-aged strong man snorted coldly, and a pair of big copper bell-like eyes glared at Yu Ling and Jinghong with a fierce light, "Lao Tzu just wants to ask who you two little girls are." ”

Jing Hong raised his hand again, "I'm the one who asked the question." ”

"Lao Tzu just wants to be a ghost." The scar-faced middle-aged strong man squinted at him mockingly, "What, are you afraid?" ”

Shocked and laughed - such a childish agitation method was even embarrassed to be used on her, is this man underestimating her?

She didn't hesitate any longer, and slammed her palm on the scar-faced middle-aged man's heavenly spirit cover.

The scar-faced middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, "You...... Search...... Soul ......"

After spitting out these three words with difficulty, the middle-aged strong man with a scarface completely fell into a coma.

A moment later, Jinghong's subordinates, who had completed the soul search, added a little more strength and sent the scar-faced middle-aged strong man back to the underworld.

Yu Ling, who had completed the tail sweeping work with a fire, came over, "Sister, have you found any useful clues?" ”

Jing Hong shook his head and nodded, seeing that Yu Ling and Murong Qinghua were confused.

The two were about to ask again, but they saw that Jinghong had already walked straight to a bush.

"This is ......" Yu Ling realized that there was a cloudy bead glowing with black light on the branch of the bush.

She looked at Jinghong at a loss, but saw that Jinghong actually smiled slowly at the orb, "If you have the ability, you will hide for the rest of your life." ”

Her eyes widened in surprise, and then she saw that Hung suddenly threw a cluster of flames onto the orb.

Immediately afterward, the bead was burned with several cracks.

With the extremely light "click" sound when the bead shattered, a wisp of black gas came out of the inside, and then it was burned by a wisp of samadhi true fire of the feather spirit to the point that there was nothing left.

Jing Hong smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to signal Yu Ling to carry him back to the camp, "Let's go, go back to sleep." ”