The night is like ink, and there is no one in the Spring Rain Pavilion, and when the sweeping man leaves, it is quiet, and no one notices it.

After roughly identifying the location, a smile appeared on the burned face of the sweeping man, even if the smile was terrifying on his face, it could be seen that the sweeping man was very happy.

The night breeze blew, accompanied by a sound that made the sweeping man who was about to leave pause slightly.

"Didn't you say okay and don't care? You're still going to go. ”

Behind the sweeping man, the woman in red walked out slowly, although there was a charm in front of her eyebrows, but there was a deep sadness in her eyes.

When the woman in red appeared, the sweeping man's body stopped, and then he turned around very stiffly, and the hand holding the broom tightened.

The cold wind poured in from between the two of them, blowing the corners of the woman in red, and the woman in red's expression became more and more complaining.

"There are some things I have to do, I just want to return this thing to the academy, and I don't care about anything else." The sweeping man raised the broom in his hand and said helplessly.

"You're still guilty." The woman in red hit the nail on the head.

"Yes, I was wrong back then, after so many years, I have given up a lot, but this is a small opportunity for me to atone for my sins." The sweeping man sighed.

As he spoke, his hand holding the broom tightened tighter and tighter.

"One last time." The sweeping man added.

The woman in red did not speak, her hands hidden in her sleeves were clenched into fists, and her fingers were slightly pale because they were clenched into fists.

It was about half a pillar of incense before the woman in red let go of her hand.

"What price did the two of us pay to get back to the peaceful days we have now, and you really want everything to go down the drain?" The woman in red asked.

The sweeping man fell silent, not knowing how to answer, but he didn't move half a step.

The woman in red gently raised her hand and put it on her neck, her thumb and index finger seemed to pinch something, and she lifted it out.

That's a piece of skin.

When the skin is removed, there is a burned face under the skin, similar to that of a man sweeping the floor.

"In order to be incognito, you and I self-destruct our appearance, the ninth princess agreed, and she did it, Shengxian is far away, but it is enough for us to live." The woman in red continued.

"I have to pay this debt, or I won't be safe for the rest of my life." The sweeping man let out a sigh of relief and said.

At this time, the woman in red suddenly brought the leather back to her face and returned to her original appearance.

She stopped talking, turned around and walked into the Spring Rain Pavilion.

This action was very strange, but it made the sweeping man stunned and couldn't understand what was going on.

"Go ahead, I'm just telling you the possible price, but I can't stop you, husband and wife, if you really go back to your hometown, I'll be with you."

In the Spring Rain Pavilion, the voice of the woman in red was heard.

There was a hint of helplessness in his voice, but it was more of a kind of calmness that followed the husband and wife.

The sweeping man was stunned for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and left the Spring Rain Pavilion with a broom.

……

Liufu.

Dead.

Except for Xu Bai and Wuhua, the others had already fallen asleep one after another.

Outside the catkins' room, a figure flashed.

The sweeping man came to the door with a broom and raised his hand to knock lightly.

"Hoo ......"

A wind swayed.

Several pages flew out of the screen, condensing in mid-air.

On the page, Juanxiu's words were revealed, and she swept towards the sweeping man.

At this moment, the sweeping man shook slightly, and the pages flew upside down, and he returned to the house.

There was a sound in the room, followed by silence.

The sweeping man was stunned.

Before he could react, the door seemed to be loose and had been opened, and it was empty, and there was a large hole in the ground.

"And the tunnels?" The corners of the sweeping man's mouth twitched slightly.

Is this something that a reader can do?

How cautious do you have to be to dig a tunnel in your room?

He never imagined that a scholar could make such a mechanism, and in his image, it seemed that such a talent did not exist.

"Looks like we're going to have to pursue." The sweeping man thought.

As soon as he thought about it, a mutation appeared, which made the sweeping man give up his idea.

"Hoo ......"

The sound of the wind came out densely, and the speed was very fast.

The sweeping man knew that it was late at night, and hurriedly drew on the ground with the broom in his hand.

The word "quiet" appeared, and the sound of the wind disappeared.

"Reader?"

The sweeping man heard the surprised voice, raised his head, and saw a dense light approaching.

A book flew out of his arms and encircled him.

The golden light fell on the page, and the sweeping man took a step back.

"Dingding......

The crisp sound landed, and the static words in mid-air emitted light, and the sound was infinitely reduced.

The sweeping man looked down and saw a pile of copper coins on the ground.

"Such a subtle secret weapon can force me to take two steps back. Although it is a second-order, this person has cultivated to the realm of perfection, otherwise it is impossible to force me back. ”

The sweeping man thought to himself.

Of course, as soon as his thoughts landed, he saw a head full of cyan light.

"Boom!"

The head hit the page, but the static words in the air lit up again, reducing the sound.

The sweeping man took a step back, and finally saw that it was Xu Bai and the others, and shouted: "Wait!" I'm not your ......"

The secret weapon is Xu Bai's maple leaves like rain, and the blue light is flowerless.

Before he finished speaking, there was movement on the catkins side again.

The pages floating around the catkins turned brown in color, and they were filled with an evil smell.

"Traction yin and yang." The catkins pointed at the sweeping man.

This name, as soon as you hear it, is very inconsistent with the personality of a reader.

A feeling of drowsiness hit, and the sweeping man was shocked.

"It's ...... The ability of the dementor, aren't you a reader? ”

I didn't finish this sentence, because Xu Bai moved.

Wuhua used herself as a shield and hit the back of the sweeping man, making the sweeping man stumble.

And Xu Bai crossed the knife......

Broken one!

Reversing yin and yang!

At this moment, Xu Bai became ethereal, and it was impossible to distinguish between true and false.

And this knife slashed at the page outside the sweeping man's body.

The sweeping man only felt a force coming out of his body, and his chest ached slightly.

He...... Injured?

How is this possible? Three eight-grade ones, he was injured?

He is already at the peak of the seventh grade, and he is only one step away from the sixth grade, how can he be planted here?

The sweeping man frowned, trying to move the page.

But at this moment, Liu Wu was holding a Qingyun pen and sliding in mid-air.

The blackened pages covered his pages, and they tugged at each other.

Although it is not strong for him, it is enough for a moment.

The reader's body was not strong in the first place, but at this moment, the body was restrained by no flower, and the pages were out of control for a moment.

And what can make his heart palpitate is Xu Bai's knife.

As long as you are a smart person, you can seize this moment of loss of control.

The three of them joined forces, and the sweeping man, a master who was about to be a six-grade master, was about to be planted.

At this moment, the sweeping man couldn't help it and shouted a word.