Chapter 252: Night Walking

In the picture of mountains and rivers, Weiss and the emaciated man are pinched by the two front paws of the flame crocodile, wailing in the crunchy bones.

Mu Qinglian urged the devouring technique, the thin man turned scorched black after a while, Qin Xuan slowly retracted his momentum, and Wei Si's eyes were already dull and gradually shriveled.

"The people of the Wei family are so loose. Qin Xuan rubbed his chin, the people of the Wei family who came to the central pole, tonight is their own activity time, Qin Xuan spied on the place where Wei Ting stayed, it was actually the City Lord's Mansion, and he frowned unconsciously.

"What's next?" Mu Qingxuan said.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the night of murder. Qin Xuan said seven words, and stood up from under the vine of the Heavenly Dao, patted the dust on his body, and fiddled with the bamboo bow in his hand.

In the central polar city, countless brightly lit places, Qin Xuan and Mu Qingwei are still dressed as strangers, traveling late at night, chanting and following the dark places on the sides of the two, chasing the places in Weiss's memory, and entering and exiting the downtown night market.

Jin Yao and Lei Qianyu waited in the mountains and rivers with the flame crocodile, and overnight, more than ten Wei family disciples were captured in the mountains and rivers map.

The morning sun rose, Qin Xuan returned to the inn he had set, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and every person who was captured by the Wei family had undergone the voyeurism and became the nourishment of the four of them.

"The Wei family is much more terrifying than imagined...."Qin Xuan already knew something about the Wei family of the Shenmai clan through the memory fragments of more than ten people, and stood in front of the window looking at a wisp of purple light in the morning sun, his mood was slightly solemn.

"Brother Xuan, who are you?" Mu Qingqian couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that Qin Xuan had changed the appearance of the silkworm mask and changed into Weis's appearance, and even the outfit was ready.

"I've been thinking about it for a long time, but there is no way to solve the problem of Wei Ting, it is very difficult to connect closely, maybe this will succeed. "Qin Xuan is helpless, that Wei Ting is a big man of the Wei family of the Divine Vein clan, even if he appears in the central polar city, he must be invited by the city lord, and the guards are crowded, and the masters are crowded, and it is difficult to kill him while he is unprepared.

"Even if you get closer, what if Brother Xuan has thought of a means to subdue him?" Mu Qingwei was puzzled, in Mu Qingxuan's opinion, it seemed that there was no means at all, unless he urged Dao Yun to deprive the technique.

"It's fine. Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, "Today, you are waiting for me at the bottom of the square." ”

According to the rules set by Wei Ting before yesterday's free action, today, Wei Sihui, on behalf of the Wei family of the Shenmai family, was specially invited to inspect the Three Talents Conference, Qin Xuan bowed to the mid-air stands from afar, and saluted the city lord and Wei Ting before the opening.

"Where did these little cubs go, why did they see Wei Si alone..... Wei Tingyuan waved his hand at Wei Si casually in the stands, his eyes swept the crowded crowd below, and he couldn't see the other Wei family children, so he couldn't help but be a little suspicious.

"Brother Wei Ting, what's the matter frowning?hahaha, could it be that I didn't entertain well?" The city lord of the central polar city laughed, and patted Wei Ting's shoulder with his generous palm.

Wei Ting didn't dare to be too big, and replied: "What's the matter, come to Guibao Land to cause trouble to the city lord's brother, and I don't want to go." ”

Between the words of the two, the conference below had already begun, and Qin Xuan watched the competition in full swing on the martial arts arenas everywhere, and he was very fascinated.

"How do you feel, there is always a pair of eyes staring at me?" Qin Xuan's heart was sad, his eyes looked around, with a hint of intuition, after bypassing half of the square, his body shook violently, and he saw that the person who was wielding his pen in the martial arts arena was the short-haired scholar Huazang!

The opponent who competed with Huazang was not the one from yesterday, and the onlookers commented from time to time, praising and applauding again and again, but Huazang's eyes were staring at Qin Xuan's face motionlessly.

"Why is this...."Qin Xuan rubbed his chin without missing a trace, and walked around the martial arts arena where Huazang was located twice, and there was no one of the same keys, "Hate me?"

In Weiss's memory, there was no Huazang figure at all, and Qin Xuan was puzzled.

"Weiss, do you remember me!" While Qin Xuan was hesitating, Huazang's divine consciousness sound sounded in the sea of knowledge.

"Huazang. Qin Xuan replied.

"I didn't kill you yesterday, count you lucky!" Hua Zang snorted coldly, and finally turned his gaze to look in the direction of Wei Ting above the stands, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, and forcibly endured it.

Although Huazang is in Qin Xuan's divine consciousness communication, the pen in his hand is like flowing water, without stopping, and after a while, a magnificent picture is presented in mid-air.

"Concession. Hua Zang bowed his hand to the audience, but did not receive applause, after all, the picture he drew looked very mysterious and difficult to understand, but in fact, no one could understand it at all.

"Frightened!" Qin Xuan almost exclaimed directly, what Hua Zang painted was the altar guarded by the guardian clan! Even the seven pits on it were clearly visible! "Impossible, Hua Zang couldn't have seen the Guardian Altar!"

"Let's go down! This level is still going to come to the Three Talents Conference, don't waste everyone's time!" The onlookers were disappointed, and the other young man sealed the victory before he could finish the drawing.

"My lord, are you very concerned about the outcome of this competition?" Qin Xuan, who was on duty on the field of the conference, did not move for a long time, and hurriedly ran over to ask for instructions.

"Well, I think this short-haired ghost is good at drawing, and the time is slightly better than the other party, it seems that he can win directly, right?" Qin Xuan said amazingly.

"What!" The onlookers gasped, and there were such illiterate inspectors in the world, which was simply an insult to the word talent, which immediately caused a chorus of boos.

"This brother, seeing that the head of your comment is Tao, it seems that he has a high attainment in painting Taoism, and I ask my brother to give me advice. Another young man on the stage was obviously very dissatisfied with Qin Xuan's comment, and because of Qin Xuan's identity, he arched his hand and said excitedly.

"Look at your one, the painting is full of appearances, the connotation is single, the painting is customary, what is talent, it is a rare ability in the world, but all ordinary people can copy one or two, is what I said pertinent?" Qin Xuan asked calmly.

"This...."The young man on the stage was asked like this, revealing a trace of embarrassment, and the people watching around were also stunned by Qin Xuan's statement, and there was no movement.

"Brother, please come to the stage to show one or two?" The young man steadied his mind and said unconvinced.

Qin Xuan laughed, "Show a fart! You go and copy this brother's painting, if you can copy three points of charm, I will bow down." How?"

Qin Xuan's voice was not small, and many onlookers around him looked at him with interest, and the young man on the stage said angrily: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase, don't forget." After speaking, he put away the picture he had just turned into, and immediately picked up the pen again.

Huazang had already sacrificed the Codex and planned to put away the picture he had drawn, but with so many people waiting to copy it, Huazang could only keep the image suspended in mid-air.

Qin Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, just now he found that the altar in Huazang seemed to be slightly different from the one he had seen, and he was worried that Huazang would put it away immediately before setting up this game, and it finally worked.