In the clear and translucent eyes of the autumn boat, the graceful figure of the girl is reflected. Although Fu Zhi carefully lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

At this moment, the young man clearly sensed the other party's intentions, as if no matter what he did, no matter where he went, there would be a woman with him.

Thinking of this, the qi and blood around the young man seemed to surge, he was dumbfounded for a moment, then opened his mouth again, and his throat shook with a shock, as if some heartfelt words were about to blurt out.

"They... Here it is."

The person who spoke out was not Qiu Fang, but Ah Yu, who had not spoken for a long time, and her words for no reason not only interrupted Qiu Fang's long-brewing feelings, but also made Fu Zhi hide behind her back, and her hands trembled with her fists.

Once the artistic conception is destroyed, it is a disaster, like a broken mirror, and it is difficult to restore it to its original state.

"Who? Who's coming?"

Qiu Fang had no choice but to ask Ah Yu, if he said other things, the young man might not necessarily take it to heart, but if someone came, it would be meaningful, Zhou Zong? Xiong Junqi? Or someone else, since it's them, it's not just one person over there.

Qiu Fang was thinking about it in his mind, but he felt a cool breeze behind him, winter was not far away, this cool breeze made Qiu Fang's thin body tremble slightly, but it was not because of the coolness of his heart, but a strong sense of oppression made him tremble.

Recently, the major events in Los Angeles, eight or nine times out of ten are related to the autumn boat, as the center of the whirlpool, he can be regarded as experienced in a hundred battles, in the face of this awe-inspiring momentum, he secretly screamed that it was not good, and hurriedly set off, jumping in front of Fu Zhi, compared to Fu Zhi's slender figure, Qiu Fang was naturally a little stronger, so Fu Zhi was firmly protected behind him.

Qiu Fang turned his back and stared intently at the air, he knew that the comer was extremely strong, and this momentum alone made him a little breathless.

Fu Zhi noticed all this, slower than Qiu Fang, she leaned behind Qiu Fang, her slender and white fingers gently hooked the corners of Qiu Fang's clothes, her eyebrows were full of worry, she was usually negligent in practice, Taoism and talent were far inferior to Qiu Fang, and the reaction to the people who came was naturally a little stronger than Qiu Fang, only to hear her breathing more urgently, in the quiet night, except for the occasional sound of the wind, Fu Zhi's accelerated heartbeat was very real in Qiu Fang's ears.

"It's you."

A slender but hoarse voice sounded behind Qiu Fang and Fu Zhi, and a man and a woman couldn't help but be startled, and turned back in horror.

In front of them, there was a black figure standing at this time, a black robe was blown by the cold wind, and there was a mask that Qiu Fang was very familiar with, a golden mask.

"It's you."

Qiu Fang exclaimed, his words the same as the other party.

Unexpectedly, the person laughed, the laughter fell on the ears of the two, quite infiltrating, and I always felt that there was an indescribable sense of strangeness, Fu Zhi's fingers hooking the corners of Qiu Fang's clothes couldn't help but tighten a little tighter.

"What do you think about the seniors who came here?"

A bead of sweat the size of a bean slipped from Qiu Fang's forehead, but he still didn't forget to use his thin body to firmly protect Fu Zhi behind him, and he still greeted him respectfully.

The strength of the golden-faced man in black, Qiu Fang couldn't be clearer, he is a person who does not dare to be a tough opponent of Feng Zheng, for the young man, if it wasn't for Ah Yu's full help, even if he has the blessing of Xuanxiao Nine Thunder Pupils, it is difficult to fly, and today in the face of this hard stubble that is more powerful than Feng Zheng, I am afraid that he will have to show his skill to break through.

The golden-faced man in black laughed, "What, know me?"

Hearing this, Qiu Fang swallowed his saliva, and looked around with the corner of his eye, thinking about why Uncle Nine hadn't arrived yet, but after thinking about it, Uncle Nine was just a third type of person, and it was okay to say it in normal times, but in front of the golden-faced man in black, I am afraid it would be useless.

"The younger generation met the senior by chance." Qiu Fang said honestly, but he said every word very slowly, but he was thinking about countermeasures in his heart, he was not alone in the face of the golden-faced man in black, there was a Fu Zhi behind him, and he might have a chance to take advantage of it, but if he wanted to leave with Fu Zhi, he had to change his thinking.

"Hmph, in the Mo Sect?"

The man in black did not take the autumn boat in his eyes, but paced very loosely, and before he could take a few steps, his footsteps fell on the stream, but the stream could not wet his shoes and socks, but it was like a drop of water falling into the sea, separating the stream straight, and he did not settle down once, it was the riverbed under the stream.

Seeing this, Qiu Fang swallowed his saliva, just this scene showed that the other party's Taoism was extraordinary, and he didn't dare to slack off, and said seriously: "Don't hide it from your predecessors, it's indeed in the Mo Sect."

"That night, in the backyard of the Mo Sect, on the high wall, there were two ears hidden." The golden-faced man in black put his hands behind his back, sneering, and raised his fingers into the air, as if he was comparing the two spirit birds hiding on the high wall of the Mo Sect's backyard.

He even knew that?

Qiu Fang's heart was terrified, his eyes were even more round, his back was like a pinprick, and his sideburns oozed dense cold sweat. It seemed like a long, long time, and it was like just a blink of an eye, Qiu Fang gritted his teeth, forced himself to calm down, and silently recited in his heart: "It may not be difficult to know that I am here, but even the whereabouts of the Tenth Senior Uncle have not been able to hide from him, not to mention that this person was confronting Feng Zheng at the time, and he could still observe his side distractedly, which shows the profundity of the Dao and the strength of his divine sense."

Seeing that Qiu Fang was hanging and did not answer, the golden-faced man in black asked again, "What, what I said is false?"

"The seniors are as wise as torches, and the juniors dare not deceive."

Qiu Fang replied helplessly, but he couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "You obviously know, why bother with me to give you an answer."

"You don't look like the grandson of the Eighth Prince."

The golden-faced man in black turned the conversation around and pointed directly at Qiu Fang's secret life experience.

As soon as these words came out, Fu Zhi behind Qiufang sighed in her heart, and she couldn't help but let out a "huh", as if she was extremely surprised by this, but after a while, her voice dissipated, and there was no follow-up.

Qiu Fang also knew that it was inappropriate to go and answer Fu Zhi's questions now, so he didn't care about it anymore, but said to the golden-faced man in black, "Seniors know my background?"

"I know some, but... There are doubts, too."

The golden-faced man in black replied nonchalantly.

"I don't know if my predecessors can sue..."

Qiu Fang opened his mouth to speak, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the golden-faced man in black: "No, you must know that I have the same purpose as the person in your body, to kill you."

Seeing that the other party finally said what he meant, Qiu Fang couldn't help but pull Fu Zhi to take a step back and said, "Why should the seniors be like this."

"Take money from others, and eliminate disasters with others." The golden-faced man in black sneered.

"But what if you kill innocents indiscriminately?" Qiu Fang knew that the other party had murderous intent towards him, which he could detect with his equally keen sense, so his words became more aggressive.

"Indiscriminate killing of innocents?" The golden-faced man in black asked rhetorically.

Qiu Fang nodded, but did not say anything.

"As long as you give me enough chips, I'll do it." The answer of the golden-faced man in black was very simple, so simple that Qiu Fang felt that this sentence seemed to be a truth.

"The predecessor is the killer in the Killing Pavilion?" Qiu Fanghu said suspiciously.

"You still know about the Killing Pavilion, it seems that they have taught you a lot." The golden-faced man in black still sneered.

Qiu Fang thought for a moment, and immediately guessed that the other party was probably the teachers led by Yan Qingyun and Zhou Zong, he was silent for a moment, and then he answered, "Seniors and my master know each other?"

The golden-faced man in black shook his head with a smile and said, "The name of the Murder Dao Master is like thunder, not to mention the rivers and lakes, even if it is above the temple, everyone knows it, but there is no chance to meet him."

"That seniors know my uncles?" Qiu Fang continued to ask.

Who knew that the golden-faced man in black continued to shake his head and said, "Even if you know each other, it doesn't count."

"Why did that senior kill me?"

"You have too many questions, the Eighth Prince is decisive and never verbose." The golden-faced man in black seemed a little impatient, and waved his hand and said.

Autumn Boat

fell into silence again, listening to this person's meaning, it seems that he knows his uncles, but he doesn't know him, who is the person who will meet the rivers and lakes and temples for a while?

"Don't guess, you can't." When the golden-faced man in black saw Qiu Fang's puzzled expression, he saw through what he was thinking at a glance, and took the initiative to open his mouth to dispel his conjecture.

Seeing that the other party said this, it didn't look like he was lying, Qiu Fang's heart sank, and he sighed helplessly, "Can that senior not kill me?"

"What do you say?" The voice of the golden-faced man in black was a little chilly, and it was more like a bit of mana wrapped in it, and when it fell on Qiu Fang's ears, he actually felt that there was a strong force.

"I promise not to kill him for ten years." Ah Yu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, but to Qiu Fang's ears, it didn't seem like he was embarrassing himself, but it was more like he was deliberately exculpating himself.

Although a warmth rose in the young man's heart, it was only a moment before he was doused by a basin of cold water.

"Just because you don't kill him doesn't mean I won't kill him." The golden-faced man in black didn't buy Ah Yu's account, and said coldly.

But listening to this tone, it seems that he is not very familiar with Ah Yu, and he doesn't even ask why Ah Yu will not kill each other within ten years.

Could it be that although there is the same employer behind this person and a demon, there is some discord between them, so at the demon slayer conference, they can't wait for the other party to rescue.

Thinking of this, Qiu Fang nodded silently in his heart as if he had a sudden realization, as if he had a little calculation, so he opened his mouth and said.

"If my predecessor really wants to kill me, can you spare the girl behind me?"

Qiu Fang knew that in front of the golden-faced man in black, he must be in a catastrophe, but he didn't want to watch Fu Zhi accompany him to die, so he hurriedly begged.

The golden-faced black-clothed man's gaze swept over Qiu Fang and glanced at Fu Zhi, but it was just a glance, and then he took it back, and only after a long time did he speak, "No."