The moon is dark and the wind is high, the stars are sparse and cloudy, and the mournful demon beasts roar loudly, this is the best night to kill.

After reporting to the master Sha Tongtian about the rest and recuperation of some of his disciples during this period and the specific movements of the 100,000 skeleton army that had already arrived in the city, Qiu Yuansheng returned to his residence.

Qiu Yuan Sheng was the middle-level Spirit Venerable who was rescued by the mysterious white shadow after being abused by Ye Xun's wild three punches at the Bee Gate that day.

After being rescued by the white shadow that day, Qiu Yuansheng has been hiding in the nest to recuperate, that is, in just a few days, under the oppression of the army of 100,000 skeletons, the territory of the Broken River Gate has been taken away one after another, and finally he has to be forced to hide in the nest to recuperate.

It's not that they're scared of the 100,000 skeleton army that has boosted their morale, and it's not that they're preparing for the final battle, but ...... Procrastination.

Outsiders may not know what's going on, but Qiu Yuansheng, who is an elder of Broken Jiangmen, knows best, Broken Jiangmen seems to be at a critical juncture of life and death, but only 'they' are willing to help, and they will definitely be able to turn the situation around.

Since 'they' can save themselves on the same day, they will definitely come to support Broken Jiangmen, and what Broken Jiangmen has to do now is to delay as much time as possible, wait for 'their' decision, and wait for 'their' support.

Staying alone in the residence, Qiu Yuansheng thought back to what the door master Sha Tongtian had repeatedly reminded him of just now.

Watch out for Ye Xun!

Maybe it was because he saw that he had recovered, or maybe he knew his temper and character, so the door master Shatong Tiancai specially reminded him.

But......

The shame of being in the Bee Gate that day, how can I touch it in my heart and cross it in my mind!

I am a middle-level spirit venerable, and I was completely abused by Ye Xun's little spirit handsome in front of so many people, shame!

Qiu Yuansheng couldn't swallow this breath, he couldn't swallow it anyway, he had already thought about killing Ye Xun without giving him any chance when the two sides fought again, so as to regain his lost face and dignity.

What if Ye Xun was the leader of the Ming Sect? What if Ye Xun had an army of 100,000 skeletons? What about Ye Xun's command of the eight disciples? As long as he fought alone, in the face of absolute strength, Qiu Yuansheng believed that he would definitely be able to kill him, and he would not leave any room for maneuver.

duang！

The sound of tapping the bamboo tube from the patrol disciples outside echoed in the ears of Qiu Yuan Sheng, and before he knew it, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and this time period was the most exhausting moment for people's spirits.

Yawning, Akimoto Sage planned to go to bed to rest, but ......

The sound of tapping on the bamboo tube had just disappeared in the air, and a few subtle and dull sounds followed, which others might not be able to detect, but Qiu Yuansheng, who was a middle-level Spirit Venerable, was keenly aware of it.

But this is a heavily guarded Broken River Gate, so how could anyone sneak in?

Besides, if someone sneaked outside, it would have been noisy a long time ago, and it wouldn't be so quiet at all, and the strange thought suddenly came to the exhausted Akimoto Sage scratching his head, sighing secretly, maybe it was his own delusion, and lying on the bed upside down.

Bang bang!

Soon Qiu Yuansheng, who had just been lying down, heard the same voice again, the voice was deep, but very soft.

This time, Akimoto Sheng heard it clearly, it was not an illusion!

I don't know if it's a psychological reason, he always feels that this sound like a light trembling voice is so awkward and uncomfortable. There were a few personal guards stationed outside the door, and they all knew that they were resting, and they shouldn't be able to make noise, if not who were they?

If it's an intruder, then the outside environment is quiet and scary, right?

"Who's outside, come out for me!" Akimoto sneered dissatisfiedly, and subconsciously got up to open the door.

Chirping!

As soon as I came to the door, I didn't have time to open the door, and the wooden door opened strangely from the outside.

A short and thin man in a night robe walked in slowly, his face covered by a dark mask, so that Qiu Yuan Sheng could not see his appearance, but after colliding with the eyes of the visitor, Qiu Yuan Sheng always felt as if he had seen this person somewhere.

It's just that the brain is completely occupied by doubts and the annoyance of getting up at the moment, and I can't think of it for the time being!

"Who are you?" asked Akimoto Saint strangely subconsciously.

"Akimoto Sage?" a cold voice floated out of the pitch-black mask, wafting and swirling in the quiet room.

"I'm Qiu Yuan Sheng, who are you?!"

Although the visitor only said three words, Qiu Yuansheng still keenly captured the tone and pitch of the visitor, he had heard this voice, and he was very familiar with it.

The visitor did not answer, but walked straight into the room and closed the door with his hand.

Qiu Yuansheng was keenly aware of the danger, and took a few steps back one after another.

It's just that Qiu Yuansheng didn't consider the matter to the most serious aspect at this moment, after all, this is the old nest of Broken River Gate, there are elite patrols inside and outside every moment, and there are four powerful henchmen guarding outside the door, if this person is really an assassin, there will definitely be some movement when he sneaks in.

But...... Except for a strange sound outside, there was no major movement from beginning to end, so Akimoto was very relieved and heartfelt that he did not consider the assassin side of the future.

It just felt a little strange, and under the impetus of that ignorant familiarity, he preferred to believe that the person who came was an acquaintance he hadn't met for a long time.

"Someone asked me to ask a question, and if you answer truthfully, I'll leave immediately, and if you don't, I'll do it at my own risk. ”

As he spoke, the man threw out an arm-sized glaive knife from his sleeve, and the moonlight shone on the blade through the window, revealing a different kind of cold air.

Frowning slightly, Qiu Yuansheng's gaze was fixed on the arm-sized glaive knife, and the sense of danger that had been replaced by curiosity before reappeared, and at the same time, the sense of familiarity became clearer.

"Who are you!" Akimoto Sage's gaze moved away from the glaive knife and fixed on the face of the visitor.

The person who came didn't answer, just looked at Qiu Yuansheng's eyes coldly, which was even more cold and cold against the background of the moonlight.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" The uneasiness became stronger and stronger, his brows furrowed more and more, ignoring the strange and familiar, Qiu Yuan Sheng snorted coldly and shook his hand and suddenly leaned forward, pulling at the mask of the person who came like an eagle's claw.

I'm going to see this person's face clearly, and then take it down, and finally ask about it.

But the powerful right hand had just been raised, but the person who came took a step ahead of him, and the index finger of his right hand quickly lightning at the middle of the hairline of Qiu Yuan Shenghou, 7 inches above the middle of the hairline, the tips of the two ears, and the middle of the top of the head, that is, the Baihui acupoint!

Like an electric shock, Akimoto Sage's sharp attack stopped in an instant, and his body fell to the ground on his back uncontrollably.

"If you block that acupuncture point with spiritual power in time, I won't have a chance to succeed. ”

The person who came picked up Qiu Yuansheng's body and gently put it on the bed in front of him, and gently pulled off the mask on his face, revealing his original appearance, which was the red-faced door god Shen Chong!.