The night is thick and silent.

The entire city of Yuzhou fell into silence.

The Cao family in the south of the city is brightly lit, and the huge courtyard and corridor are hung with lights, as if it were day.

On the corridor, Guo Qing and Bai Qiushui walked side by side.

"I didn't expect that little doctor to really have some ability."

Guo Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead, "The yin qi on this young lady's body has really been expelled." ”

Bai Qiushui bowed slightly, his face was as calm as water, "Brother Guo, the old lady was called away by the housekeeper, do you know why?" ”

"Why?"

Guo Qing raised his eyebrows.

Although he didn't know what was going on, looking at Bai Qiushui's face, he knew that this matter was not simple.

"For the demon swordsman."

Bai Qiushui said in a deep voice: "I got the secret, Cao Gang Guo Yuchun sent a post to the head of the family, inviting the four great families of Jiangnan Province to discuss how to deal with the demon sect ghost swordsman on the Obon Festival. ”

"When the time comes, we may be busy."

Guo Qing's brows furrowed even deeper: "The strength of that ghost swordsman is extremely high, I have seen the sword that split the dungeon, and the sword wound on the bloodbathed person of the Cao Gang Yuzhou Rudder, its strength is unfathomable, and it is definitely not the thirty-seventh on the Tiger List." ”

"If you want to deal with him, it's a big problem."

The Jianghu Dragon and Tiger List is divided into the Dragon List and the Tiger List.

The criterion for selection on the dragon list is to have the strength of a product, and the cultivators who can reach a product are all famous in the rivers and lakes, each occupying one side, so there are few shots, and there are few new masters, so this list rarely changes.

Compared with the change of the dragon list, the tiger list has a great chance of changing, so it has also become the most talked about list.

What ordinary people call the Jianghu Dragon and Tiger List is also the Tiger List.

In the Tiger List, the top ten are all the pinnacles of the second grade, but the real strength is not weaker than the first grade.

Compared with ordinary people, both of them are masters, but in the tiger list, the two are just fish and shrimp.

It's like the saying, in the eyes of the big guys, the big guys in your eyes are also the little guys.

Bai Qiushui said thoughtfully: "I also think so, the strength of this ghost swordsman is unfathomable, this time the four great families and the Cao Gang want to deal with him, we must be extremely careful......"

Guo Qing nodded and did not speak.

They are just guests of the Cao family, and they don't have to die for the Cao family, especially not a trivial matter related to the safety of the Cao family.

While the two were talking, a dark shadow flickered by, like a night ghost.

An Jing changed into a navy blue cloak, stepped on the eaves on his toes, walked briskly, without the slightest sound, not to mention ordinary people, even four-grade masters like Guo Qing and Bai Qiushui failed to discover his whereabouts.

Just after An Jing left for dozens of breaths, another figure fell into the corridor.

This person is Li Fuzhou.

Not long after An Jing left, he also went and returned for the sake of Zhu Guo of the Cao family.

........

The moon shadow is hazy, lonely and uninhabited.

An Jing came to a wing room in the inner courtyard.

"This is the Cao family's treasure house."

An Jing felt the continuous flickering light of the book on the ground, and was sure that the treasure house of the Cao family was in front of him.

At this time, at the entrance of the treasure house lobby, there was also an old man in Tsing Yi meditating in the wing, his body was full of energy, and the hem of his clothes was windless.

An Jing glanced at it, this old man in Tsing Yi released his internal strength, and he was also a four-grade cultivator.

Because this place is the treasure house of the Cao family, and there has been no accident for a long time, so these masters of the four grades of cultivation are cultivating wholeheartedly without the slightest vigilance.

An Jing's figure flashed, and he entered the treasure house in an instant.

The master was still cultivating, and he didn't even notice that someone had sneaked into the treasure house.

In the treasure house are rows of shelves, on which are placed treasures collected by the Cao family, including some famous paintings, famous swords, and some martial arts books.

"Hint: Host discovers Red Chance!"

"Hint: Host discovers Red Chance!"

.........

The book from the ground prompted three times in a row, but they were all red chances.

The red fate is nothing more than Xuanwu, earth-martial level martial arts, or treasures of this level.

An Jing Yipin's cultivation is no longer interested in the red chance, and he is bent on finding the orange chance of the Zhu Guo.

"Found it!"

Soon, An Jing found the box, and a gleam appeared in his eyes.

Quietly opened the box, and Zhu Guo was lying quietly in the box.

An Jing did not hesitate, took the Zhu Guo in his arms, and was about to run into the distance, when a cold light came towards him.

Not good!

An instinctive danger spread to the depths of his soul, and An Jing ran the Nine Heavens Body.

Then I saw that his body turned into a light white smoke, avoiding the cold light.

Who!?

An Jing looked at the cold light and saw a black shadow stepping under the moonlight.

"Hand over the Zhu Guo in your hand."

Li Fuzhou's voice gathered a thin line and poured into An Jing's ears.

Phonics!

Generally, those who can perform sound transmission are masters.

This requires the control of the internal force to an extremely subtle realm, and those who can reach this realm must not have bad internal strength.

An Jing didn't pay attention to Li Fuzhou at all, turned his body, and ran towards the outside of the house.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Its body was as fast as the wind, and in an instant, it rushed to the eaves of the wing room.

And Li Fuzhou's pace was also extremely fast, his toes stepped on the tiles, as soft as a dragonfly touching water, and the true qi in his body began to gather.

Under the moonlight, the two stepped on the eaves and chased.

An Jing felt the difficulty of the person behind him, he was the most powerful master he had met so far, and he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart.

Jiang Sanjia or Mu Xiaoyun didn't put so much pressure on him.

This person's cultivation is definitely not below the human flower, or even higher.

"Phew!"

An Jing pulled out the long sword at his waist, and the sword light in his hand appeared and a cold light shot out, until Li Fuzhou was behind.

What a fast sword!

A gleam appeared in Li Fuzhou's eyes, could it be that this person was the extremely mysterious ghost swordsman?

Thinking of this, his true qi rolled, and the true qi of the vast sea was like a lake and sea rushing towards the sword light.

The sword light and the general true qi of the lake and sea stirred together, stalemate in the moonlight, as if the moonlight was divided into two and fought against each other.

The tiles under the feet of the two were not broken at all, and there was no sound around them.

Both of them were restrained, and neither wanted to make too much of a fuss.

"Give it to me!"

An Jing raised his eyebrows, and at the moment when the internal force was surging wildly, a red flower appeared behind it.

It's the human flower!

Urging the human flower is to operate the internal force to a certain limit.

Nine-character sword trick! Soldier Word Secret!

The strange sword light fell straight down with a surging sword momentum, as thick as a mountain, with an unstoppable majesty.

Li Fuzhou's eyes were not shocked, like an ancient well, and his hands were closed.

An ancient phantom appeared behind him, with five points of domineering demonic energy, with five points of heroic righteousness.

Heavenly Demon Righteousness!

Li Fuzhou has not been exposed to it, and has displayed the righteousness of the Heavenly Demon.

As he clasped his hands together, the phantom behind him also clasped his hands together.

"Tom!"

The mountain-like sword light was directly caught by his palms, as if it was difficult to advance an inch.

"Click!" "Click!"

The rubble under his feet finally could no longer bear the weight and cracked.

"Who!?"

The fourth-grade master of the Cao family, who was cultivating cross-legged, woke up suddenly, and rushed out of the room with his body.

I saw that under the moonlight, there was silence, and there was no figure around.

"Bang!"

Two pieces of broken tiles fell from the eaves and hit the ground with a crisp sound.

"Meow!" "Meow!"

Just then, several wild cats sprang out.

"It turned out to be a feral cat."

When the master of the Cao family saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief.