Wang San sat cross-legged in the tent, he didn't know the whereabouts of the man from the Ancient Dao Sect, but the sneer that appeared on the corner of his mouth from time to time was quite weird. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Until half an hour passed, the moonlight had slowly descended in the Sword Abyss, and the moment it was shrouded in the gathering place here, he suddenly opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, and the indifference in those eyes was strangely revealed at this moment, and sneered, Wang San got up and jumped up, walked out of the tent, and after turning left and right for a while, he came to the flat-headed man's tent in the Blood Moon Valley, without the slightest hesitation, he strode in quickly.

Almost the moment he entered, inside the tent, the flat-headed man on the futon suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a trace of blood light, but at the same time, he didn't make the slightest movement, but at this moment, there was a light blade in mid-air, the light was scattered, there was a blood light flickering, with a cold air, and it was close to Wang San in an instant.

Wang San's expression was as usual, there was no accident, when his right hand was raised, the fire snake technique was cast, and in the blink of an eye, a fire snake the size of a bucket rushed out, heading straight for the blood-colored light blade.

At the moment of contact, the eyes of the two flashed together, and the big sleeves were waved at the same time, suppressing the roar echoing, if you look from the outside, there is no abnormality in the tent at this moment.

Seeing this, the flat-headed man condensed in his heart, Wang San took his blow so easily, although this was just his own casual action, but this alone can be seen in the leopard, which is enough to show that Wang San is extraordinary, at least not when he looks on the surface, the cultivation of the seventh layer of the early stage of the body refining.

Gu Ling's death, he knew, and he and the woman of the Gu Dao Sect were hinted by the castle lord to suppress the matter together to avoid the riots in the gathering place, for him, one less seventh-layer person has nothing to do with one more seventh-layer, after all, in his eyes, except for the eighth-layer and above, he doesn't care about it, because he has no qualifications to threaten him, and Gu Ling has just entered the seventh-layer, if he really dies, he won't take this matter too seriously.

But Wang San is different, Fang Cai's temptation, although it can't explain too much of a problem, but still... Let him have the qualifications to pay attention.

"Tell me, what is the reason for this visit, I said before, if you inquire about that woman, you will definitely return in vain. ”

When Wang San heard this, he didn't speak, but turned around and looked left and right, and then turned around. With a calm expression, he stared at the flat-headed man and was silent.

Seeing this, the man frowned, snorted coldly, raised his right hand and pressed lightly on the futon under him, and immediately an invisible light curtain appeared outside the tent, covering all of it in an instant, from the outside world, it seemed to be exactly the same as Fang Cai, there was no change, but Wang San was only in the tent, there was a feeling that this place was hidden and isolated from the outside world, Wang San's expression was condensed, and he was secretly surprised.

It was at this time that the flat-headed man's indifferent voice suddenly came, lingering in Wang San's ears for a long time.

"Meng's lock array has been opened, today, if you don't give me an explanation, then don't try to bargain in Meng's hands"

Wang San sneered in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and after hugging his fist slightly at the flat-headed man, he said his intention for this trip.

Half an hour later, the Suohong array closed, and Wang San's figure appeared instantly, striding out, and returning to the tent belonging to Gu Ling with satisfaction.

At this moment, Wang San lowered his head and carefully recalled the scene just now, his expression sometimes frowned, sometimes sneered, until finally all turned indifferent, raised his head and looked into the distance through the tent, and only after a while did he retract his gaze and close his eyes.

Three days passed, and in the early morning of this day, the fog around the gathering place began to gradually disperse from the thick of the night, until it returned to normal levels, Wang San opened his eyes.

He raised his eyebrows suddenly, noticed the abnormal movement outside, thought for a while, and said lightly:

"Come in. ”

"Thank you, brother. Outside the tent, the sharp-eared monkey-cheeked man of the Ancient Dao Sect breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, opened the canvas and walked in, looking at Wang San on the high platform, the man took a deep breath, and when he was about to speak, Wang San's eyes flashed, and he raised his right hand while snorting coldly, pointing at the man suddenly.

Immediately, there was a roar here, and there were runes shining in an instant, and the Liangyi Golden Yuan Array moved violently, and at the moment when the rune paper shattered, turned into flying ashes, and completely dissipated, it enveloped the man, and disappeared in place with him, without a trace.

At the same time, Wang San sneered, flicked his sleeves, the tent opened, he stood up, his face was indifferent at the moment, and he said in a cold voice:

"Daoyou has been planning for a long time, and at this time, do you still want to hide?"

When the words fell, there was silence all around, there was no sound, only the wind blowing and rolling, Wang San looked as usual, looking out of the tent indifferently, making it impossible to see his inner thoughts.

Time gradually passed, and soon half a pillar of incense passed, Wang San's brows furrowed slightly, his expression was faintly impatient with the passage of time, and the outside was still deserted, because Gu Ling was recognized as the seventh layer, and most of the disciples of the four sects in the gathering place knew about it, so there was no one else living in a radius of one mile here, even if there was such a big movement just now, but under the fear, no one dared to come to investigate at this moment.

It was another half-pillar incense time, Wang San's eyes were impatient and turned into a killing machine, he took a step forward, stepped off the high platform, and appeared above this ground in an instant, with the help of the levitation technique, he could briefly rise into the air, but it could not last, but it was enough at the moment.

With a killing intention, Wang San's right hand was raised suddenly, and his body instantly dispersed, pressing towards the earth void, and immediately the earth shook, like setting off a layer of air waves, rolling up the wind and sand to spread around here.

This diffusion did not take too long, when the wind and sand passed by a place, suddenly a burst of laughter came out, this laughter was with style, and when it came out at this moment, then the sound of the wind, as if it reached Wang San's ears.

The moment he saw the person in front of him, Wang San was not surprised, but with a murderous flash in his eyes, he rushed forward and went straight to the woman.

He had long been aware of this, and he had been wary from the moment the sharp-eared monkey-gilled man stepped into the tent.

He is no longer the fledgling cultivator who doesn't know anything, he knows that cultivation is earned with the sky, and if he is not careful, he will put himself on the line of life and death, what the sharp-eared monkey-cheeked man said was taught by him, and he was instantly enlightened, if he just came to the other world, even when he first entered this sword abyss, he might really believe it, but after this period of experience, he is no longer the original, and naturally he will not be stupid enough to listen to people's words casually, and he will firmly believe in it when he is slightly said, he... There was no faith from the beginning!