"Who are you?"

The door of the room was pushed open, and the middle-aged man in the green robe saw the black figure in the room and asked righteously. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"The Lord is coming."

Seeing the connection between Yang Tianqing's yin qi and the other party from that inexplicable space, the corners of Ji Qin's mouth curled up in black, and he started directly.

No matter what reason the other party designed to frame the Yang family, Ji Qin in black didn't want to pursue it, and it was only right to achieve his own goal.

Since he intervened, he would not have any hesitation.

When it comes to building roads, there is no right or wrong.

"Hmph."

Seeing that the other party was attacking, the blue-robed man snorted coldly, and a copper coin appeared in his hand, and a burst of black light greeted the other party.

With such an appearance, he really looks a bit superior.

"Ding."

With a soft sound, the blue-robed man stood there stunned, with a sword tip inserted into the center of his eyebrows, but strangely no blood was left.

And Ji Qin, who was originally empty-handed, was holding a streamer sword.

Surprise and kill with one hit.

Excalibur, it kills the soul.

The soul is extinguished, and the body is dead.

"How could it be ......?"

A trace of consternation flashed in his eyes, and the blue-robed man muttered to himself, and finally the light in his eyes quickly faded.

On a distant mountain, a young man wearing a dragon and tiger robe opened his eyes and spat slightly: "Yin Feng, one of your unsuccessful junior disciples is dead, go down the mountain to investigate." ”

"Yes."

A handsome young man who was sitting in a wooden hut meditating heard Master's voice and nodded yes.

A moment later, a figure leaped down from the Longhu Mountain Taoist Temple.

When the other party fell, the black-clothed Ji Qin put away the copper coins that fell from the other party's hand.

Without the host behind him, the yin qi in Yang Tianqing's body is easy to be hooked out.

Looking at the rich yin qi floating in the air, Ji Qin in black took a big mouth and swallowed it directly, with a strange smile of satisfaction on his face.

"Wake up."

When Yang Tianqing's eyelids fluttered, a voice sounded in his ears, making him subconsciously open his eyes, and then widen them again.

"Master."

Seeing the black figure, Yang Tianqing shouted in surprise.

The master is really here, it's really a desperate life.

"Get up and take a look."

Standing with his hands in his hands, Ji Qin in black said lightly.

"Ahh

Hearing the master's words, Yang Tianqing stood up in surprise.

With this uprightness, Yang Tianqing found that his body, which was originally surrounded by cold, did not have the previous stiffness, and his body was full of unprecedented relief.

He's sick, healed.

In an instant, the black-clothed Ji Qin saw a rich colorful light rising from the other party's body and converging into his body.

He has one more believer.

"Your illness is caused by someone else's practice, and the person who did it has died, and you deal with it yourself."

After saying that, the black-clothed Ji Qin turned into a streamer and flew out of the sealed window.

If he hadn't wanted to have a faithful believer with a lot of money, where would he talk so much nonsense.

"Immortals?!"

Looking at the direction in which the streamer disappeared, Yang Tianqing's eyes were full of surprise.

Looking at Master Chen who fell to the ground, Yang Tianqing, as the boss of the group, still didn't understand who the initiator was, and his heart was full of anger and grief.

He never thought that this master, who was invited from Shanghai by his old father with great difficulty, turned out to be the culprit of his evil spirit.

Sitting on the bench by the West Lake, Ji Qin looked at the streamer flying in the distance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's just that the smile quickly turned solemn.

As soon as the Divine Dao guards flew into the Eyebrow Palace, Ji Qin noticed a stiffness all over his body, and a powerful aura appeared beside him.

That breath made him unable to resist at all now.

"Junior, was that you just now?"

White eyebrows and white hair, a white robe, fairy wind and bones, but the words he said were full of oppression.

Ji Qin, who should have been full of nervousness, looked around curiously, hugged his arms tightly, and muttered to himself with a depressed face: "Why is it so cold?" It looks like she's not coming, so why should I be bothered? ”

Stomping his feet, Ji Qin crashed into the old man in white as if he were nothing, and the figure of the old man in white was like a mirror, and he was directly interspersed.

All the actions, as well as the look on his face, completely resembles a lovelorn young man, which can be called the Oscar level.

"Not? Not good, Little Thunder Mountain. ”

Looking at the back of the complacent expression suspiciously, the old man in white frowned, and was about to track it down, when suddenly his soul shook, and his body turned into a white light and flew towards the small thunder mountain not far away.

It wasn't until he drove his car on the highway and got out of the boundary of Hangzhou that Ji Qin breathed a sigh of relief, and when his mind was relaxed, he didn't notice a white shadow quietly burrowing into the trunk of the BMW.

Before, he was almost discovered by the old man in white in the Jindan Realm, but he relied on his understanding of the Jindan Realm and superb acting skills to fool the past.

It was impossible to see through whether the other party's true body had descended, but Ji Qin definitely didn't believe that a Jindan Realm monk who had been in retreat for several years or even decades would appear in the mundane world at will, basically using a simple incarnation.

The so-called simple incarnation is to use the divine soul to condense a phantom to replace one's own vigilance or patrol. This incarnation has a characteristic that it is not visible to ordinary people, and only monks with cultivation can detect it.

No matter what that Jindan Realm monk thought, he would never have thought that a mortal who seemed to have no cultivation would know the secrets of the Jindan Realm.

The most important thing is that cultivators who have not practiced the Shinto method are basically unable to see the power of the wish hidden in the void. Unless you reach the Earth Immortal Realm, you can see through the void.

As a result, it was naturally as Ji Qin expected.

However, this encounter also alerted Ji Qin that this was not the end of the Dharma era before the end of the previous life, but the world where the path of cultivation had been passed down for a long time. Especially in the provincial capital, I don't know where an old monster has appeared.

He wouldn't easily use this Shinto guard in front of people unless he had to.

At high speed at night, there were not many vehicles, and Ji Qin almost soared to Lanyan City at an average speed of 140 yards.

Parking the car in the free parking lot of the mall next to the No. 2 Middle School, Ji Qin just got out of the car and couldn't help but condense his eyes.

A faint sweet smell wafted into his nose, it was a special fragrance mixed with the smell of blood, which made his eyebrows tremble, and the Shinto guards almost couldn't resist the temptation and appeared, devouring that thing.

Opening the trunk, Ji Qin looked at the white-haired little animal lying in it that looked like a puppy, the size of a palm, and then looked at the trace of blood flowing from a small wound, which was the source of the sweet smell.

"Hmph."

Suddenly, the black-clothed Ji Qin flew out of the Eyebrow Palace, looking at the little fox, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and Huo Ran made a move.

The hands appeared like random flowers, a faint trace of colorful light appeared on the little white fox, and the original alluring fragrance gradually disappeared.

In the end, the figure of Ji Qin in black stood still, and his whole body seemed to be blurred, and flew into Ji Qin's eyebrow palace.

"Is the descendant of the nine-tailed fox bloodline?"

Looking at the little white fox in his arms, a trace of inexplicable meaning flashed in Ji Qin's eyes.