242, the trapped beast is still fighting, and the shadow of the golden thread treasure is light

Song Zhaonan also felt panicked when he walked over, but at this time he pretended to be indifferent and smiled: "Mr. Cheng is much more courageous than me, he has lived here alone for three days, I just walked in to see the excitement, why don't you dare?"

Cheng Tianle: "I'm not alone, there are three helpers over there." The place where they are standing surrounds the cave of Wong Tai Sin, and you must not walk over to it wherever you want to look later, understand?"

There were no lights in the middle of the night, Song Zhaonan heard Cheng Tianle's reminder, and with the help of faint starlight, he saw three figures standing around the dirt slope, which were distributed in an irregular triangle. He laughed dryly and said: "Cheng always plans and then acts, and secretly arranges three subordinates, it seems that he has been prepared for a long time."

Cheng Tianle: "Of course 242, the trapped beast is still fighting, and the Shadow Golden Thread Bao Guangchi is ready, otherwise how dare you let Professor Song get into danger?" If you want to stew chicken soup with your own hands, I'm waiting for you to make it, and I also want to see Dean Song's craftsmanship. ”

Song Zhaonan smiled, picked up the plate on the ground, put the chicken and spices into the pot and began to stew the soup. The water boiled, and gradually emitted an attractive aroma, so I heard Song Zhaonan clasp his fist and say to the grass slope: "A native chicken, I don't pay tribute to this weasel layman, the workers here are ignorant and disturb your peace, but the injured are innocent." Please move to another auspicious place, and if you have any advice or request, please show up and tell you. ”

After saying this, there was a gust of wind blowing in the construction site, and the grass blades on the barren slope rustled, which made people feel chills involuntarily. Song Zhaonan took a few steps back, staring wide-eyed at what would happen? Cheng Tianle investigated very clearly, and the weasel demon was not moved. It's just a natural wind.

Seeing Professor Song's appearance, he was quite nervous, and in order to ease the gloomy atmosphere, Cheng Tianle asked with a soft smile: "Does Dean Song rarely cook at home?"

Song Zhaonan: "How did Mr. Cheng see it?"

Cheng Tianle: "Chicken soup is not stewed like this, just put a few slices of ginger in the pot, and the salt is best to wait until it is cooked 242, the trapped beast is still fighting, and then put it after the shadow golden thread treasure is grateful, and then stew the chicken."

Song Zhaonan: "Oh, Mr. Cheng must cook often?"

Cheng Tianle: "I won't hide it from you." I've worked in a restaurant."

As he spoke, the chicken was gradually cooked, and the golden chicken soup was tumbling with oil splashes, don't look at Song Zhaonan's cooking skills. But the chicken stewed tonight is so fragrant that people can't help but want to drool when they smell it. The rich and seductive aroma does not escape everywhere, in the faint light of the fire. You can see the rising mist drifting down the barren slope. The mist swirls against the vegetation, forming two swirling circles of air flow inside and outside, which slowly rotate in different directions counterclockwise and clockwise, respectively.

Zhou Tianxuanji's large array has been arranged, with the support of the mana of the three demons, although it has not been deliberately activated, it has been running naturally, just like an invisible net waiting quietly, if you don't touch it, it seems that there is no zài, but as soon as you hit it, you know that it is powerful. Cheng Tianle was also a little funny, and ordered the three demons to gather the fragrance of chicken soup when they ran the magic circle and forced it into the ground, so that the weasel could smell it well.

The scene has passed. The chicken soup has already been cooked, so as long as Wong Tai Sin is here, he is not a fool to understand what is going on. People with cultivation are always more patient than ordinary people, and the three demons such as Huang Shang have never said a word, like invisible shadows at night. Song Zhaonan couldn't help but take a few steps forward, looked over there and asked in a low voice, "Why hasn't there been any movement?"

Cheng Tianle smiled: "It's really strange, there are weasels who don't like chicken?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly scolded: "You guys are too much, this layman is a vegetarian"

If you just listen to the voice, the speaker should be a teenager. is still a little immature, but he still pretends to be very old-fashioned. If you usually hear it, it may be a little funny, but when it suddenly comes out in the middle of the night, it is terrifying, and you can't see anyone when you hear it, as if it is ringing in your ears inexplicably.

Song Zhaonan was frightened, subconsciously jumped back two steps, and took out something in his pocket. It was a piece of white paper, on which a few words were scribbled with a thick black pen, and after taking it out, it was automatically unfolded, and Song Zhaonan pressed it on his chest, just like a beast in an ancient official uniform. - This is the "talisman" given by his friend Feng Junzi before leaving.

A group of demon cultivators did not move for a long time, and no one expected that Song Zhaonan's actions would cause a sudden change. The Xuanji Great Array, which was operating on its own, was inexplicably stunned, and a golden light suddenly flew out from the grass and trees, shooting straight towards Song Zhaonan's location like a meteor.

Everyone was startled, and setting up a large array was to open a net to fish, as long as the weasel demon did not move and maintained its natural operation. But at this moment, the already incomplete formation lost the siege function of operating on its own, and the weasel demon, who had been waiting for the opportunity in the predicament for a long time, was keenly aware of it, and immediately fled in the direction of the flaw in the formation.

Cheng Tianle didn't plan to make a move in person today, but in a hurry, he sacrificed three flying stones, and flew in a chain to the path of the golden light. How could such an omission occur inexplicably? The three demons are also running the Xuanji Great Array for the first time today, and they may have barely arranged the formation itself with flaws, and they have waited too long without movement or negligence. Cheng Tianle was shocked into a cold sweat, and he didn't think of any other reason.

A qiē happened between the electric light and flint, looking at the castration of the golden light and going straight to Song Zhaonan, even if Cheng Tianle's flying stone could leave it, I am afraid that it would not be able to stop in front of Song Zhaonan. The three demons also hurriedly ran the formation, and a spiral suction force chased after them from behind, and they were not as shocked as Cheng Tianle, because they were very confident in Cheng Tianle, thinking that Cheng Tianle would definitely block the golden light back.

After a long time, Cheng Tianle recalled the scene at this time clearly, and at that time, he didn't have time to think at all, and urged the flying stone with all his strength, not seeking to counterattack the restraints, as long as he blocked the golden light. Maybe it was the golden light that did his best when he rushed out of the grass slope, and the speed slowed down when he approached Song Zhaonan, as if he was naturally slowing down after sprinting with all his strength, and it was like encountering an invisible block, and at the moment when he was about to touch Song Zhaonan, he was blocked by a swirling white light, which was Cheng Tianle's flying stone.

The golden light rebounded and refracted back, and then it was swept back into the circle by the suction force that was chasing after it. The formation has been launched, and it will be difficult for Huang Daxian to escape if he wants to escape Cheng Tianle blocked back the golden light with all his might, and it also shocked his chest with a faint pain, as if he couldn't breathe, it was very uncomfortable, but he didn't care about anything else, and jumped to Song Zhaonan's side with an arrow step and asked, "Dean Song, are you okay?"

Everyone was startled, but only Song Zhaonan was the most "calm", because he didn't react at all, and as soon as he took out the "talisman" and unfolded it on his chest, the golden light suddenly shot over. Before he could see clearly, the golden light was bounced back again, and then there was confusion on the grassy slope, as if there was invisible smoke and dust everywhere, and a little golden light flashed in between, but he couldn't hear a sound.

Song Zhaonan looked straight over there, holding the "talisman" in his hand and holding his chest and panting: "I'm fine, what can I do?...... Is that Wong Tai Sin, they've already done it?"

Cheng Tianle breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said that it was a fluke, if Song Zhaonan had three long and two short today, things would be really difficult to do, and he turned around and looked carefully at the fighting method over there. Since Cheng Tianle had told him not to hurt the weasel demon in advance, Huang Sheng and the other three did not attack with all their might, but just operated the formation to trap it, and when the weasel demon was exhausted, they would find a chance to take it down.

There was no sound outside the magic circle, but the weasel demon was very difficult, turning into a golden light that rushed left and right and swooped around, and it was really not easy to hold it unscathed. There were a few times when it wanted to find an opportunity to burrow into the ground again, but the formation had already been activated to prevent it from doing so, and each time it was swept back against the ground.

Song Zhaonan couldn't see it really, his vision on the barren slope was blurred, as if he was shrouded in a layer of fog that was swirling rapidly, but he could also feel that there was a fierce battle taking place there. Cheng Tianle felt very really, the grass and trees on the barren slope were all rolled up, turned into a piece of dust, the scene is very flying sand and stones, the weasel demon turned into a piece of golden light but very slippery, and there was no way to catch it for a while.

Cheng Tianle felt very strange, the golden light flickered and swirled, with a hazy outline in the middle. It looked like a weasel, but why was it covered with a cloud of golden light when it used its mana? Cheng Tianle learned the lesson just now, and used his divine sense to guard against the surrounding movements, and suddenly raised his head and glanced into the distance, but he didn't find anything.

He looked in the direction of the roof of the warehouse on the other side of the construction site, not sensing anything, but an inexplicable intuition. He practiced the method of demon cultivation, and he had an instinctive intuition that was very wonderful, and he felt as if he was being spied on, but he expanded his divine sense but found nothing, and subconsciously glanced back. In this kind of dark night, naturally I don't see anything.

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That direction was facing the place where they were standing, and when they knocked it, they could clearly see the barren slope and the scene of Cheng Tianle and Song Zhaonan stewing chicken soup. Cheng Tianle and the three demon cultivators didn't know that when they were staring at the "Huang Tai Sin", there were also people staring at them in the distance, and there was a conversation in the dark.

There were three people standing on the top of the warehouse just now, a man and a woman in front, their figures seemed to melt into the night and were imperceptible, and the person behind Cheng Tianle would definitely be able to recognize if he bumped into him on the street during the day, it was Ai Songyang, the owner of the restaurant who had saved him. Ai Songyang retracted his voice and said in a low voice: "Senior Sister Keke, Senior Brother Zhou, what is the purpose of you coming here late at night?"

The senior sister replied impatiently, "Didn't you listen? Of course we're here for the golden thread rat."

Ai Songyang: "I can see very clearly that someone is setting up a formation to subdue the monsters. They were invited by the master here, but you came uninvited, do you want to take advantage of the opportunity to take the treasure?" (Your support on this site is my biggest motivation.) ).

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