Yun Zhongda is really helpless, when the big event comes, Luo Langqi can sleep so sweetly, it can be regarded as a very powerful ability, right?

No one could be more open-minded than him.

Although Yun Zhongda couldn't get used to Luo Langqi's open-mindedness, he could only endure it, the time was inconsistent, and he couldn't shout if he wanted to.

Luo Langqi didn't know that there was a future person standing next to him and watching him sleep, and he couldn't see it well, so he gritted his teeth fiercely.

Luo Langqi was also gritting his teeth, but he was not ruthless, he was just grinding his teeth by inertia when he was asleep.

Yun Zhongda, who was sober, couldn't listen to it, so he could only leave the room helplessly.

He returned to the lobby, at this time, Bian Zeyuan was still hesitating, and he didn't know what to hesitate about, but his eyes were quite focused.

The secret door did not respond.

Luo Langqi is sleeping.

It's like everyone is doing things, but it's like no one is doing anything.

Yun Zhongda couldn't stand it, but this formation could only go back and slowly increase speed, but he couldn't directly pull the progress bar.

He had no choice but to stand silently in the corner of the lobby, waiting for Chi Ang to come with Bian Zeyuan.

Yun Zhongda and Bian Zeyuan were just as anxious.

When will you show up?

……

Yun Zhongda was anxious for a long time before he finally heard the familiar footsteps.

In the quiet of the night, the footsteps were also very slight, but Yun Zhongda had a good pair of ears.

It is not surprising that there are footsteps, which he hears.

But what puzzled Yun Zhongda was that Luo Langqi clearly said that Chi Ang was a powerful ghost who turned into a ghost after being burned to death.

Do ghosts also have footsteps?

Or is this Chi Ang also like a demonic transformation. What about having your own body?

If so, everything gets troublesome and quite tricky.

After Bian Zeyuan heard the footsteps. His expression also became ugly, and he was not at all happy that he had discovered Chi Ang in advance.

He even preferred to come as a guest who got up all night or was a guy in the inn.

At this moment, he actually hoped that the people would not be too late.

However, when someone lifted the curtain that ran between the lobby and the backyard, the face of the visitor was revealed.

Even in the moonlight, the charred skin looked terrifying.

And Yun Zhongda now finally understands why his skin is this color, it will be like this.

It's a shapeshifter.

This kind of ghost. If you are either too resentful, you are too strong.

And as a ghost, he has a strong resentment. It also generally refers to having great strength.

Chi Ang walked slowly towards the stairs, apparently wanting to go upstairs.

And Bian Zeyuan shrank in the shadows under the stairs.

Although Yun Zhongda was not a person at that point in time, he saw such a tense situation. I couldn't help but hold my breath.

Chi Ang slowly walked up the stairs.

Bian Zeyuan was still a little anxious - Yun Zhongda sighed.

He can judge it that way. It's because I'm standing on the sidelines and watching, but as the protagonist, Bian Zeyuan is not as easy as him.

Even Yun Zhongda, who was watching from the sidelines, slowed down his breathing, so he could be said to be relaxed, so what about Bian Zeyuan?

It was as if he had been pinched in the heart.

Bian Zeyuan had to deal with a ghost, so he had to smear some blood on his sword.

This blood is not chicken or duck blood. It's not human blood, it's the black dog blood that ghosts hate and fear the most.

From the hilt to the tip. Waiting for Bian Zeyuan to drag the sword out of the sheath, it was like holding a blood sword.

Bian Zeyuan raised the blade of the sword, the tip of the sword pointed upward, and at the moment when Chi Ang passed above him, he suddenly stabbed upward!

"Medium!" He prayed in his heart.

This is also Yun Zhongda's heart.

But Chi Ang seemed to have eyes on the soles of his feet, and stepped forward casually, dodging the sword lightly.

The killing move that Bian Zeyuan had been brewing for a long time was as boring as a mosquito for Chi Ang.

Bian Zeyuan was angry and uneasy.

He wasn't shocked by this, after all, he wasn't a sneak attacker, he was better at open and close battles.

So Bian Zeyuan missed a blow, and immediately flew out from the bottom of the stairs, and he stepped on the chair and stood firmly.

Chi Ang looked at him, his eyes were emotionless, as calm as an ancient well.

"Someone wants you to kill me?" He saw through at a glance that Bian Zeyuan was entrusted by others.

Bian Zeyuan was silent.

Chi Ang said: "You are an assassin, but you are not skilled. ”

This judgment annoyed Bian Zeyuan: "Lack of skill? You look embarrassed too. ”

He himself knew that this was pure nonsense, but the other party obviously had bad intentions, and Bian Zeyuan couldn't show weakness if he earned face.

But he didn't realize that saying this sentence was originally a sign of weakness.

When Chi Ang heard this, he was not angry about it, he even laughed: "A person like you must have a very spiritual soul!" ”

It's not slaughtered yet, let's talk about its flavor first.

Bian Zeyuan was annoyed, but he also understood that he couldn't talk about this delay if he wanted to speak quickly.

He resisted the desire to refute, and directly drew his sword and rushed forward.

Brandish!

Choose!

Chop!

Stab!

Four moves in a row were all sword moves by Bian Zeyuan with all his strength, but Chi Ang dodged them all.

What made Bian Zeyuan most indignant was that when Chi Ang dodged every move, his expression was flat, as if his swordsmanship was not even qualified to make Chi Ang show an expression of surprise or approval.

Look down on him?

Bian Zeyuan was furious, and with a flick of his right hand, he shook off the black dog blood on the sword.

Chi Ang saw it, and then smiled: "You want to compete with me for a sword?" ”

It seems that at this moment, Bian Zeyuan is qualified to be called a swordsman.

Yun Zhongda shook his head, anyway, he had already sneak attacked, what else did he ask for?

Chi Ang's cultivation is far stronger than Bian Ze's, and he doesn't see his self-styled spiritual power.

Bian Zeyuan is good at swords, and the black dog blood restrains ghosts, which are Bian Zeyuan's strengths, but he prefers to avoid his strengths and weaknesses.

Since he has done the assassin profession, he still has to have self-esteem, and he doesn't know how Bian Zeyuan survived to this day.

Could it be that the piles are all abusive vegetables?

Yun Zhongda could hardly bear to look at it, as he had expected it a long time ago, he might have known the ending.

……

Tables, chairs and benches in the lobby were swept aside.

Even with such a big movement, no one outside was disturbed.

In the lobby, it seems to be a heaven and earth of its own.

Bian Zeyuan shook off the attachment on the sword, and also shook off the black dog blood on the ground.

Chi Ang glanced at it, probably unhappy, so he swept the tables, chairs and benches in the lobby there.

Bian Zeyuan didn't bother to look at it, he only needed a wide area to fight, and it didn't matter if the tables, chairs and benches were here or there.

After cleaning up the lobby, Chi Ang smiled and said, "Then now?" ”

Bian Zeyuan has been waiting for a long time.

"Right now." He nodded.

"Okay." Chi Ang can do it at any time, as long as he doesn't get contaminated with the black dog's blood, he has no opinion.

Bian Ze said from afar: "Don't you have weapons?" ”

He was the only one with the sword, and he still felt unfair.

Chi Ang said: "No. ”

It's not that I don't want to, but I really didn't take advantage of it.

If there is no suitable weapon, Chi Ang would rather not use it, so he said so. (To be continued......)