The Laojun view under the cover of night is dark and profound, although it is built on the top of the mountain, it still divides the front yard, the main hall and the backyard into three patterns, and the scale of the building is not small.

The main hall, which still retains a bit of majestic momentum, the towering ancient trees planted in the middle of the front yard, and the tall stone monument covered by dead branches and vines all show the glorious grandeur it once had.

It's just that now this Taoist temple seems to be very decayed, and the former grandeur and righteousness have become a miasma!

There was a faint sound of frolicking laughter coming from the lighted hall, but the bandit guard who was in charge of guarding outside was not so good, and he sat in front of a stone tablet and kept warm by a small campfire roasting meat.

The nights in the mountains in autumn are cold and wet, and the sentry guard is definitely a chore.

The bandit cursed in a low voice, and threw the barbecue meat that he had gnawed a few bites of indiscriminately to the mountain guard dog who had been watching him all the time: "What rotten meat, cheap you little brute!"

He wiped his greasy mouth, and was about to pick up the wine gourd placed at his feet, when suddenly he felt the hairs on his whole body stand up at the same time, and a feeling of extreme danger welled up in his heart.

Not good!

The bandit instinctively opened his mouth to shout warning, but a powerful hand reached out of the darkness behind the stone tablet like lightning and grabbed him by the throat!

The mountain guard dog lying next to him was gnawing on the flesh and bones, and his ears suddenly pricked up, but a silver sword light flashed, and before it could bark, the whole dog's head was neatly cut off.

Click!

With a soft crack of shattered bones, the bandit's head fell.

Qin Yun quietly walked out of the darkness, his dark eyes flashing with a chilling cold light, like a god of death from hell!

He put away his sword and quickly and skillfully arranged the bandit's corpse, making it look like it was sleeping.

The guarddog dragged it behind the stele and hid it, and the large amount of dog blood left on the ground was a little troublesome, but there was not much trace of the whole campfire when it was pushed over and covered.

In less than half a cup of tea, Qin Yun finished processing it, and did not alarm the bandits in the main hall of the Taoist temple in the slightest.

The bonfire with the addition of firewood burned even more vigorously, and the murderous chill in Qin Yun's eyes quickly disappeared, returning to its original clarity.

He was released from psychic possession, and the ego regained control of the body.

Psychic possession is indeed easy to use and practical, if it was Qin Yun himself just now, he would definitely not be able to do it so cleanly, and maybe it might even alarm the enemy.

However, this kind of small supernatural power also has great limitations, first of all, the amount of true qi required to maintain the psychic state is too large, and if a battle breaks out next, he needs to have enough strength as support.

Secondly, psychic possession can only be used as an auxiliary ability, and there is no problem in dealing with one or two small characters, and when it is really necessary to face a strong enemy, it will be a fatal flaw to have no wisdom and spiritual consciousness control.

In contrast, in terms of combat, Qin Yun still believed in his own strength and ability more.

Under the cover of darkness, he approached the main hall with great caution.

First, he explored the surrounding terrain and environment, and finally Qin Yun lurked in the corner of the outer side of the main hall, peeking inside through the broken window.

The situation inside surprised Qin Yun!

The main hall of this old monarch is very spacious, and there are thick wooden pillars supporting the dome at all corners, although it has gone through the ruthless baptism of the vicissitudes of time, the vermilion lacquer on the surface is still bright as new.

The three Taoist statues facing north and south are still there, but the golden body has long been dim and irrelevant, and there are traces of peeling and damage everywhere, and there is no incense for a long time.

In front of the statue, there are three large chairs covered with animal skins, and they sit a big man with a black face, a middle-aged man in a green shirt and a beautiful young woman.

What shocked Qin Yun was that the beautiful woman sitting in the middle chief actually he knew.

It was Xie Wanqing, Qin Xiaoyue's concubine!

How could she be here!

Qin Yun suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and he faintly felt that he had fallen into a huge conspiracy trap.

Behind Xie Wanqing, there were two warriors in strong suits standing on the left and right, they were holding the big sword with a solemn expression, and their momentum was at least the realm strength of the seventh and eighth heavens of qi refining!

And the black-faced man sitting on Xie Wanqing's left side is much inferior in strength, and he is also flattering Xie Wanqing, like the latter's subordinate.

Qin Yun guessed that he was most likely the bandit leader of the Blue Wolf Thieves.

As for the middle-aged man in the green shirt on the right, Qin Yun couldn't see what strength and background he had, maybe he was a harmless ordinary person.

There were also twenty or thirty bandits in the main hall, who sat in front of the simple wooden table in twos and threes, drinking and eating meat, laughing and chatting loudly, and several of the small leaders were accompanied by women.

These women were obviously women of good families who had been taken captive, and they did not dare to resist under the obscenity of the bandits, and they all forced their faces to smile and show horror and fear.

Although the sound coming from inside was noisy, Qin Yun still keenly heard the conversation between Xie Wanqing and the black-faced bandit leader.

"Green wolf, this time the matter is done, there is a place for you in the Keqing Hall of Muyang Dao" Xie Wanqing said lightly: "Your subordinates can also be arranged to get an errand in the manor under the Qin family, anyway, they won't treat you badly!"

The bandit leader called the green wolf grinned, patted his chest and said: "Xie Niangzi, don't worry, Lao Qing, my life will be sold to Da Shao, as long as that kid comes up the mountain, I guarantee that he will not come back!"

"Hmph!" Xie Wanqing glanced at the other party disdainfully: "If you rely on your gang of subordinates, I don't think it's you who can't get back, don't look at this kid is just a cultivator of the Fifth Heaven of Qi Refining, it's still easy to kill your gang of bullshit black wind thieves!"

The green wolf's erected chest immediately deflated, and he smiled wryly: "That's too, you have to take action yourself!"

Hearing this, Qin Yun completely understood.

This time, the assigned task was completely a trap, a trap set by Qin Xiaoyue specifically for him.

This group of green wolf thieves did exist, but before Qin Yun came to the city, they must have been subdued by Xie Wanqing, just waiting for him to kill Qingfeng Ridge.

Two masters of the Qi Refining Sevenfold Heaven Realm plus a group of outlaw bandits, Xie Wanqing is not an idle character, once Qin Yun falls into the encirclement, there is almost no possibility of escaping.

At that time, Qin Yunzhan died on Qingfeng Ridge, and the responsibility was also borne by the green wolf thief, and no one would think of Qin Xiaoyue and Qin Dashao.

As for this group of lard-blinded bandits, it is a strange thing that they will be recruited by the Qin clan afterwards, and they will inevitably be wiped out.

After figuring out the cause and effect, Qin Yun was really shocked into a cold sweat.

If he hadn't been lucky enough to meet Chen Li and enter Laojun Temple with the help of the back mountain path, I'm afraid he would have fallen into the killing game laid by the other party sooner or later.

He can only say that there is justice and justice in the dark, and God doesn't want to see the bad guys succeed.

But while glad that he didn't fall into the trap, Qin Yun's heart also set off a monstrous anger.

Since coming to Qianchao and entering the Qin family, he has always adhered to the principle of low-key forbearance, and he has been forced by the situation to be in the limelight several times, and he has never thought of deliberately offending anyone.

But there were Qin Wenbing and Qin Jun before, and now there are Qin Xiaoyue and Xie Wanqing, the descendants of these families, who recklessly attack their fellow clans for the sake of a little personal grudge.

And the Qin family can also use Qin Yun and other collateral disciples as cannon fodder bait for the sake of profit, and ruthlessly abandon it.

Where is the fairness?

Could this be the Qin family's advocacy of the family members uniting and uniting as one?

At this moment, in Qin Yun's heart, he was really disappointed in the family he was from.

Here, Xie Wanqing stretched her waist and ordered: "I'm going to rest first, you guys watch it at night, don't let that kid sneak up, and send some eyeliner to Lincheng tomorrow." ”

Her lazy and sexy seductive appearance made the green wolf next to her look straight, her mouth was wide open, her Adam's apple squirmed up and down, and she wanted to pounce directly and swallow it in one bite.

The bandits in those halls were even more unbearable, salivating and revealing their ugliness, completely forgetting their identity.

Xie Wanqing didn't care, smiled proudly, got up and left.

The two attendant warriors coldly glanced at the obsessed bandits, and followed Xie Wanqing towards the direction of the backyard.

Watching Xie Wanqing twist the snake's waist and disappear behind the idol, a bandit couldn't help but swallow his saliva and muttered: "If I can do her once, I am willing to live ten years less!"

When the person next to him heard this, he immediately laughed.

Seeing such a situation, Qin Yun, who was lurking outside the main hall, moved in his heart and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

He didn't want to leave Lao Junguan, but sneaked to the back of the main hall, where there was a portal that led to the dwelling in the backyard.

It was obviously a dangerous move, but Qin Yun's mind was extremely calm, and the speed of his steps was swift and light, not inferior to the state of psychic possession.

And in his Qi Sea Dantian, the true qi continued to gather as he moved forward, and then suppressed and covered it with the breathing technique, forming a kind of delicate balance.

This seemingly self-contradictory approach made the fierce Jiuyang True Qi more and more turbulent and violent, but there was no fire leaking out, which was extremely wonderful!

The back door of the main hall opened, Xie Wanqing was the first to cross the threshold, and the two warriors walked out one step apart.

The three of them didn't realize that the person they were trying to deal with quietly appeared less than ten paces away!

This is the time!

In the darkness, Qin Yun's tiger eyes burst into a terrifying light, like a fierce beast that chooses people to devour!

Boom!

The Qinggang sword was instantly pulled out of its scabbard, and the silver sword body cut through the darkness like lightning and rose high.

In the next moment, the blade of the sword turned into a fiery red flame and slashed down, and an extremely fierce red flame sword qi suddenly blasted towards the warrior like a roaring dragon!

Flame breaks the iron wall!

The most powerful all-attack sword style of the Agni Sword Technique!