The two contacts of Huamen were intercepted, which also meant that the little carpenter and Qu Menghu were exposed.

Obviously, these two Huamen guests (those who are a few levels lower than the Huamen Protectors) are not as hard-boned as Xu Qingshan, they only need to hear Cheng Zixiao's words to know that they have sold Qu Menghu and the little carpenter and others to a complete extent, without reservation.

But fortunately, the staff below still know very little about it.

And now that they have found Cheng Lanting's lair, even if the purpose is exposed, there is not too much trouble.

With Cheng Lanting's faction, he couldn't hear them coming to seek revenge, so he flew away and fled, right?

It's more likely, just like Han Baojian treats Xiong Cao who comes to seek revenge, he won't care too much, right?

After all, whether it is Qu Menghu or the little carpenter, Cheng Lanting has limited information, and he doesn't know what kind of height these two people have grown to in the past few years......

The little carpenter was very indifferent, but Cheng Zixiao thought that he had poked the other party's pain point, and said proudly at the moment: "How is it, do you have anything else to say?" Talking here in a hurry, bullying our boss Chen is honest and kind, and plans to trick him into passing? Gan Thirteen, you are really scheming enough......"

The little carpenter looked at each other calmly and said lightly, "Where is Cheng Lanting?" ”

Cheng Zixiao said disdainfully: "What is your identity?" Our dragon head, can you see it if you want to? Boy, I know you've mixed well in the past two years, and you've earned a little reputation outside, but remember, young people don't be too ambitious, and don't be blindly confident, the dragon head is worried about the previous friendship, so I didn't embarrass you, I didn't expect you to run here with a dead face, you really don't plan to live, right? ”

In the face of his mockery, the little carpenter said patiently: "How can I meet Cheng Lanting, the leader of your gang?" ”

Cheng Zixiao raised his hand.

Eleven guys dressed like the tin pot appeared from all directions and surrounded them.

These people have different weapons in their hands, they are really swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, completely different, but they all have a common characteristic......

That's the weight.

Heaviness.

These eleven people, together with the guy who had just held the axe and stopped the little carpenter, surrounded the three of them.

At this time, Cheng Zixiao said coldly: "When you look back and wait for you to die, when the dragon head remembers you, you may be able to meet ......"

As he spoke, he turned around and said to Chen Cang next to him: "Boss Chen, I'll deal with the matter here, if you're okay, go over there to help, and catch the guy who wants to crack our magic circle......"

Chen Cang looked at the little carpenter, hesitated, and said to Cheng Zixiao: "He has an old relationship with the dragon, and the head of the ghost king Wu Jiageng was also cut off by him by chance, this matter is also a kindness to our Yucheng robe brothers, if you can catch it alive, try to catch it, and escort him to meet the dragon, maybe the dragon head will have other opinions......"

He told Cheng Zixiao, and Cheng Zixiao agreed with a smile on his face, saying, "Okay, I remember." ”

He said something bad and sent Cheng Zixiao away, and when the others walked a little farther, he turned around and said with a cold face: "What are you witch slaves doing?" Why don't you get rid of the intruders? ”

The man with the axe asked, "...... How do I get it? ”

Cheng Zixiao raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do the rules say?" ”

The man subconsciously straightened up and shouted like a conditional launch: "Those who dare to break into the forbidden land will be killed." ”

Cheng Zixiao scolded viciously: "Then why are you still stunned? ”

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves suddenly, turned around and was about to leave.

In his heart, dealing with the three intruders in front of him, with the twelve witch slaves trained by Cheng Lanting himself, was enough.

Because these witch slaves themselves were cultivated with the secret treasures in the ruins of the Three-Eyed Witch, and they fought at home, they would receive a steady stream of support from the ruins array, so that they were like perpetual motion machines, and they didn't have to worry about the lack of strength at all.

These twelve people are fearless even if they are an army, not to mention dealing with just three intruders.

So he's going to leave and go over there to deal with something else.

However, as soon as he turned around, he saw that Gan Thirteen, who was surrounded by the twelve witch slaves, actually stopped in his way.

What's going on?

Cheng Zixiao's face changed, and he was a little surprised, but at this time, the man still looked hateful, and said to him: "What do you mean, there is no life and death, and you can't see Cheng Lanting?" ”

Cheng Zixiao subconsciously replied: "Yes." ”

The little carpenter nodded and said, "Understood, then...... Although you and I have no grievances in the past and no enemies in the near future, in order to see Cheng Lanting, I ...... Offended! ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Cheng Zixiao.

He grabbed it so simply, his five fingers were slightly flexed, and it seemed to be slow, but Cheng Zixiao felt that his whole body had become stiff, and the blood seemed to be circulating, so he didn't dodge or dodge, just waiting for the other party's palm to come over.

Fortunately, although his body was stiff and stagnant, his thinking was still alive, and he couldn't help shouting loudly at the moment: "Help me!" ”

The witch slave who made Cheng Zixiao extremely trustworthy was really very powerful, and at that moment, four or five stopped in front of him, and then waved the blade in his hand and slashed towards the little carpenter.

And someone stood in front of him, Cheng Zixiao felt that the pressure on his body disappeared a lot in an instant, and his body also regained control.

After experiencing the strange scene just now, Cheng Zixiao was shocked and frightened, and he retreated again and again, shouting loudly: "Kill him, kill him......"

He was a little panicked, shouting, while running away, trying to get as far away as possible from that strange guy, but he didn't expect those witch slaves to stop each other, when the guy took out a worn-out long knife to chop, the originally stable, powerful, powerful and fierce witch slaves were swept away, and some even rolled directly to the ground, turning into a rolling gourd......

The little carpenter with a long knife in his hand turned out to be in a somewhat unbeatable state.

Seeing this, Cheng Zixiao couldn't help but shout at the subordinates who escorted Luo Jiu and another Huamen guest: "Take the knife......"

After giving the order, he shouted at the little carpenter who was rushing through the crowd, "Gan, if you don't stop, your companion will die......

He originally felt that the victory was in his hands, but he didn't expect the situation to change suddenly, and he had no choice but to use the lives of Luo Jiu and the others to contain each other.

However, the little carpenter and Huamen are not very familiar with each other, and they are also a little disdainful of the behavior of these two people who sold themselves and Qu Menghu, so they are completely too concerned about their life and death.

But out of politeness, he shot anyway.

I saw that the little carpenter appeared in front of Cheng Zixiao's two subordinates like lightning, and with a slight wave of the old snow in his hand, the two screamed, covered their wrists and retreated.

And the little carpenter stabbed over again, and the two tied Huamen guests regained their freedom.

After the two were untied, they stumbled towards the little dancing girl not far away, seeking refuge, but the little carpenter had already raised his knife and rushed towards Cheng Zixiao like a sharp arrow.

There were still witch slaves who stepped forward to stop the little carpenter.

However, at this moment, the little carpenter has completely controlled the aura and elements around him, even if they are restrained by the magic circle here, they are forcibly held in the hands of the little carpenter, and finally concentrate on the old snow.

The intensity of such old snow is simply terrifying.

But those witch slaves felt that the environment around them seemed to be completely different from usual, and they couldn't provide much support at all.

The result of this elimination is that none of these people are the generals of the little carpenter.

Seeing that guy who was like a god of killing rushed to him, Cheng Zixiao, as a cultivator, did not have the heart to resist, and saw the long knife rushing towards his neck, but he poofed, knelt directly on the ground, and shouted: "Spare ...... life"

At that moment, Cheng Zixiao's heart was full of chagrin and regret.

What kind of tendon did he have in his brain, and why did he give Chen Cang to the envoy?

If Brother Yucheng will cultivate to be in the top few Chen Cang, why is he so embarrassed?

However, his decision on the spot was still correct.

The blade of the old snow stayed at a millimeter of Cheng Zixiao's neck, and then it didn't move again, and then, the man said to Cheng Zixiao: "I'm sorry, I want to see Cheng Lanting, so I have to borrow your head to use it......"

Cheng Zixiao's mind was blank, and he subconsciously shouted: "Wait, wait, I have a way for you to see the dragon head, don't kill me!" ”

The little carpenter asked, "What way?" ”

Cheng Zixiao subconsciously responded: "What way?" What's the solution? What's the solution? ”

He repeated the words of the little carpenter meaninglessly, obviously stunned, and the little carpenter was a little impatient with this person, and immediately collected the knife edge, and then prepared to wipe it towards the other person's neck.

At this moment, ten meters away, someone said in a deep voice, "Stop." ”

Hearing this, the little carpenter looked up and looked in the direction.

It was a shirtless man, he was thin, his skin was covered in bones, and he looked extremely weak, and the skin on his body was tattooed, and countless runes stacked on top of each other gathered together, but it looked like a piece of clothing.

Cheng Lanting.

I haven't seen it for a few years, and Cheng Lanting has actually become this ghost.

After Cheng Lanting, who weighed less than eighty pounds, appeared, he looked at the little carpenter calmly and said slowly: "I'm here, you let him go......"