And because he couldn't withstand the temptation of interests, he got on this thief ship early, and the way down had long been blocked.

Zhao Cheng didn't know whether it was for himself or for the Immortal Sect, and finally sighed helplessly:

"And what are you going to do?"

"It's very simple, I'll give you something in a moment, and I'll put it in the enchantment of your mansion." Jiang Li said slowly:

"In a few hours, Bai Tang doesn't want to personally lead the troops, he wants to negotiate peace."

Zhao Cheng nodded and said, "That's right." ”

Jiang Li put the cup down: "When the time comes, you pretend to be obedient first, as long as you introduce him into the mansion, the longer it is delayed, the more powerful the power of this enchantment will have on him." ”

"As long as you can hold him back, the soul in the enchantment at the entrance of the city will be released by me, and when the time comes, the head of the sect will directly gather momentum in the ghost domain, and when Bai Tang breaks free from the mansion, his strength will be weakened by half, and when he arrives at the ruins, the things inside are almost full and should be broken."

He arranged things in detail, and all the aspects that should be taken into account were also taken into account, and Zhao Cheng just wanted to make excuses for himself, and it was impossible to delay the time and prepare slowly.

He took a breath and patted the armrest, "Okay, I'll arrange it later!" ”

The dark clouds on Jiang Libu's face dissipated a little, and he took out the magic weapon that he had already prepared, and offered it with both hands: "Then it will bother City Lord Zhao." ”

Zhao Cheng couldn't accept his respectful attitude, and was afraid that he would lose his life, so he hurriedly stretched out his hands and took it:

"Brother Jiang is polite, after all, I have cooperated with the Immortal Sect for many years, and we have long been the same family, since this is the case, I am also doing things for my own family, and there is nothing to worry about."

Jiang Li didn't talk to him much more and wronged, and after handing over the things, he clapped his hands.

But just as he stood up, an extremely faint breath, like an ethereal and uncatchable wind, suddenly struck in a corner outside the door.

Jiang Li's expression suddenly froze, and a piece of rune paper flew out of his hand, and rushed to the door frame: "Who is there!" ”

Jiang Futing was originally eavesdropping on An An'an, and the hiding place he chose should have been excellent, surrounded by greenery and shade, and there were stone mountains as shelters.

But I didn't expect that luck would be so unlucky, and I just happened to see a lot of ghost servants in the distance coming to clean up in an orderly manner.

In order to hear more about the conversation inside, he carefully controlled the paper figures lurking inside, and at the same time paid attention to the ghost servants who were slowly approaching this side.

He was about to wait for the ghost servant to break through the safety line on the distance before pinching and leaving, but just as the conversation inside was nearing the end, one of the ghost servants suddenly didn't know what the stimulus was, and he had a fierce argument with his team.

Jiang Futing only vaguely heard a few words: "What's wrong with the City Lord's Mansion?" If you really want to fight, it's hard to bear the brunt here! ”

"You fools, just spend it here, you don't know how to die when the time comes!"

"You're almost done, I used to like to say some rumors, but now the more I talk about it, the more I go too far, just settle down here!"

"Anfen? Who can really stay here, and which of you doesn't have the handle in his hands? Otherwise, in this ghost place, he Zhao regretted that he was in front of me, kneeling down and begging me, I didn't want to stay! ”

After the ghost servant finished shouting, he probably felt that it was not enough to relieve his anger, so he whispered two more swear words, and angrily accelerated his pace, and suddenly floated towards Jiang Futing.

The sudden change made Jiang Futing's breath stagnate.

The ghost servant floated so fast that he didn't even have time to react, the other party was already only a short ten meters away from him, and the storm set off drove straight towards him unceremoniously.

Jiang Futing immediately felt that the development of the situation was not good, and no longer hesitated, he immediately took control of the paper

The consciousness of man is quickly withdrawn.

It's just that because of the urgency, he didn't have any extra time to cover up his tracks when he evacuated.

Although the action was hasty, the foundation of cultivation was there, so he was relatively confident in hiding himself.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Li is so perceptive now.

Almost at the moment when his consciousness returned to its place, Jiang Li's angry reprimand immediately came from the courtyard: "Who is there!" ”

It fell with a thud, as if something had exploded in his chest, and his heart tightened violently.

At the same time, the ghost servant, who was rushing towards him excitedly, was about to turn a corner from him, and the moment he heard the sound, his whole body reflexively tensed up, and his frightened face was like seeing a weasel's chicken.

The next moment, a dangerous supreme yang aura spread out from the courtyard little by little.

This will not only be those ghost servants, but even Jiang Futing was stunned.

The Qi of the Extreme Yang was already extremely rare, and this power even contained an aura that made people tremble from the depths of the soul.

That aura was too familiar to Jiang Futing, so familiar that almost the moment he sensed that power, he knew that the power that Jiang Li had at the moment must have come from the artifact in Fan Congwen's hand.

It's just that it's only been a short year, and the two parties have clashed before, and the power of the artifact in his hand is just a drop in the bucket, but I didn't expect that now, Jiang Li can actually start to use it really.

Most likely······ Fan Congwen really completely stimulated the artifact, and he suddenly recalled that when the fragment voluntarily entered his body, he was not only excited, but Jiang Li and that half of the artifact were somewhat compatible, otherwise he would not have been able to use that power so easily.

At the same time as the thought flashed in his mind, the ghost servant in front of him seemed to be quite afraid of this power, and in the blink of an eye, together with the small nest of ghosts not far away, like a frightened bird, scattered in a hurry!

At the moment when those little ghosts quickly evacuated, the aura in the courtyard was already like a big net, slowly spreading out, and it was about to fall outside the courtyard.

Jiang Futing didn't dare to delay much immediately, and at the same time as the little ghost left, he rushed out with a sigh, glad that he had explored half of the terrain before, and quickly judged the appropriate route based on his own impression.

Before the breath could detect itself, the wind drifted away.

It's just that the law of material exchange is not only applicable to solving crimes, it does not distinguish between yin and yang, and is suitable for any event and any occasion.

The moment Jiang Li's divine sense covered the outside of the courtyard, he caught a trace of a different and extremely powerful power in the layers of mottled ghostly aura.

This taste is quite unfamiliar to Zhao Fu, but to him......

He stepped out of the room, and the rapid speed set off a current, and the paper stuck in the crack of the door suddenly rolled up, and then, without resistance, the paper figure swayed and landed in the palm of his hand.

Jiang Li scraped the paper figure with his fingernails and laughed coldly: "Fate, God has to let me meet you in advance." ”

He suddenly clenched his fists and tightened his hands, as if there was not just a piece of paper in his hand, but the person he hated.

The paper was torn apart in his hand, Jiang Li poured it away with some disgust, rubbed his five fingers against each other, and rubbed off all the confetti that stuck to his fingers.

The shredded paper that fell was like snowflakes flying in winter, but before it could hit the ground, the ashes that had evaporated could not even be seen.

If it had been placed a year ago, Jiang Futing probably would never have imagined that the hunting identities between the two of them would be swapped with each other.

The worst thing is that because Jiang Li's strength is improving at a speed against the sky, coupled with his familiarity with the Zhao Mansion, he is catching up quite fast.

With little effort, he was locked

Jiang Futing's figure.

Because it is his home field, he is even so arrogant that he does not restrain his breath at all, unscrupulously unleashes his coercion, and regulates all the creatures around him, just to open the way for himself.

This extravagant and wasteful usage is simply a nouveau riche who gets rich overnight.

Jiang Futing sighed in his heart for Jiang Li's waste, so he was even more jealous of him.

He can be so careless, which shows that he is bound to find out himself.

Jiang Futing almost collected his breath to the extreme, but he still couldn't cover all the traces.

Almost when his front foot left somewhere, three or four seconds later, Jiang Li followed.

The path leading to each courtyard of the Zhao Mansion is set up quite tortuous, winding and winding, and there are chaotic scenery around it to cover up, one is to look good, and the other is to prevent people with bad intentions from coming in, which can be used to trap people.

There are pros and cons to everything, and if you meet a person with a heart like Jiang Futing, you may use this terrain to get yourself out.

Going around in circles happens to be Jiang Futing's strength, otherwise he wouldn't have pulled Mei Jibei out of the ghost domain so easily.

The only obstacle that exists in me now is breath and speed.

Because it didn't take long for him to realize that no matter how he escaped or where he ran, Jiang Li could always judge his escape route in a very timely and accurate manner.

It's like a tracker has been pressed on his body, and it's a little annoying to stick to it.

And then there's his endless speed.

But in the mere Zhao Mansion, it is simply impossible to consume his strength by escaping, and the top priority is to quickly find something that can temporarily cover his breath, instead of consuming it against him, otherwise it will only be himself who will suffer.

Jiang Futing quickly searched every terrain in his mind, picking out the map that was burned in his memory little by little, even the corners of the courtyard, but he still didn't capture any useful details.

However, judging from the conversation that he overheard just now, there must be some place in the Zhao Mansion that has set up an enchantment or formation, but it has yet to be completed, and it still needs a magic weapon that Jiang Li gave to Zhao Cheng just now to activate it.

If ······ Jiang Futing's aura suddenly appeared, if he could find this formation in advance, he deliberately forcibly urged it, and used the power in the formation to cover his breath, and by the way, he could also destroy their idea of using this to consume Bai Tang.

It doesn't matter how many formations there are, how powerful they are, if they can destroy one, it counts as one.

With his mind set in mind, he began to pick out a corner of a wall at a tricky angle or a strange jungle, jumping up and down everywhere.

Jiang Li behind him naturally didn't react to his intentions so quickly, just thinking that he was a helpless strategy to avoid himself and use the crossbow at the end.

Unexpectedly, you also have today.

Staring gloomily in the direction where the aura dissipated, Jiang Li's blazing gaze was like a lion teasing his prey, exuding a thick bloody aura while being excited.

In order to enjoy this rare chase fun, he deliberately controlled his speed, maintaining a distance of five seconds between the two, no more than one second, no less.

He longed for Jiang Futing to be exhausted and take the initiative to defeat in front of him, and longed for him to finally fall in front of him like a wasted man, helplessly begging for himself.

As soon as he thought of this picture, the resentment and hatred that had been pent up in his heart for a long time seemed to have found a cathartic point, and it was released from the corner of his eyes.

Both of them devoted themselves to this competition of prey, so serious that they abandoned everything from external objects with their divine sense and perception.

No one seemed to notice that their surroundings were slowly changing in their full devotion.

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