"I said I didn't see anything, you have to force me to tie my hands and arrest me!"

"I don't want to know who you are, and I don't want to know what you're going to do!"

"Your family can afford to toss a big business, how can we have the strength to toss a weak chicken!"

"If you're going to kill us, then don't blame me for fighting with you!"

……

In mid-air, Shen Pei was like a rooster choked by a human neck.

He didn't expect that he escaped out of the yang spirit to inspect the abnormal situation, and he was actually locked up by someone.

The noisy voice was accompanied by the blue brilliance that appeared from time to time in the other party.

The other party's cultivation realm was obviously weaker than his own, but Shen Peigong found that his yang spirit was difficult to move, and it was difficult for him to take off as freely as before, and even he was strangled closer and closer by the other party, and even it was difficult to speak.

There are thousands of strange magic in the world, and he is obviously hit by an unknown magic right now.

If the other party carries the yang spirit too far away from the body, the yang spirit will completely break away from the body and turn into a lonely soul.

Shen Peigong was inevitably anxious for a while.

He didn't come to kill the Empress Dowager, he didn't run over and catch a small deserter and get killed.

"Let it go...... Let go of the old man!"

Shen Pei struggled with all his might.

He only felt as if his yang spirit had been pressed up by a heavy mountain, let alone flying, even if he took two steps, it would be difficult.

Being locked up like this, how could he still target the Empress Dowager when he came to Yangling, and he lacked the possibility of returning to his body.

After calculating everything, Shen Peigong didn't expect that he would turn over so simply.

He desperately broke free from the enveloped yang spirit, but found that he could not break through the blockade of the other party.

"How can there be monks in this world who specialize in cultivating yang spirits, I don't accept it!"

Shen Peigong was resentful.

Confucian monks do not say that there are thousands of cultivators, but at least they have thousands of knowledge, and the top Confucians know the strange techniques of various universities.

But even if Shen Peigong has seen a lot in the past few decades, he has never been exposed to this kind of technique that specializes in fighting yang spirits.

It is normal for all students to have diarrhea alone, but it is not normal for all students to have diarrhea, Shen Peigong just patrolled and checked and found the sound, and then came over to see the situation.

How could he have thought that looking at the situation could see this kind of *** annoyance.

"Little thief, don't be complacent, wait for the old man to learn...... The students rushed over and just killed you physically...... You will surely die...... If you put ...... I ......."

Shen Peigong pulled his yang spirit, he wanted to put two sentences to force the other party to let go quickly, but under the washing of Dao Dao Guanghua, he felt that he couldn't hold it anymore.

He felt like a ball of water, and Zhang Xuezhou was a container, holding him firmly in place and unable to move, and constantly pushing him in a state of more and more death.

What made Shen Peigong even more frightened was that the other party wrapped him and kept pushing into the distance.

Even if the speed of the other party's push is not fast, Shen Peigong can guess the other party's intentions.

This made him horrified.

"Let go of the old man, I won't hunt you down!"

"Let the old man go, I won't pursue this matter!"

"Let go of the old man, I'll ...... I'll give you the good!"

"Let it go...... I...... I didn't see anything!"

Shen Peigong shouted again and again.

He changed the content of the narrative several times before he realized that his yang spirit was a little looser.

"Ah, it's so dark, why can't you see anything?"

The voice of self-talk came, and Shen Peigong only felt that the other party had pretended to be blind to a certain extent.

Since the other party was unwilling to wade into troubled waters, he didn't even ask about the benefits he gave, and Shen Peigong didn't do much entanglement.

Listening to the other party's voice, Shen Peigong had no choice but to chatter, 'Why can't you see anything?'

For a while, the two yang spirits went from entanglement to separation, and Zhang Xuezhou retracted the yang spirit into the body and shuttled quickly in the mountains and forests.

Shen Peigong was shocked and undecided, and he was inevitably driven away

Yang Luo rushed desperately to the body in the thatched hut at the bottom of the mountain.

There are two sides of the people, and each has its own escape.

"That old man is so strange that he seems to beg for mercy after a while, is he out of his body to find out our whereabouts? Are we going to be caught?"

Stumbling in the dark, especially when the feathers of the Golden Crow Emperor extinguished the light, it brought about the discomfort caused by the eyes turning into darkness, Zhang Xuezhou and Shen Pei took a bus for nearly two minutes, and the righteous concubine did not react when she fled for her life.

Of course, the distance she drilled wasn't too far, just less than twenty meters.

"Sensei asks so much, keep drilling!"

Rong Tianding shouted dissatisfied, and Zhang Xuezhou caught up in the rear, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Cousin?"

"Can't get him!"

Zhang Xuezhou shook his head.

His yang spirit is at a high level, but imprisoning and kneading the intangible is equivalent to punching the air.

Zhang Xuezhou repeatedly wanted to pull Shen Peigong away from the village, but just like Rong Tianding, who was heavy in his body after spreading his wings, it was difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to pull the yang spirit of a great cultivator like Shen Peigong away from his body.

He has some pretty good abilities, but his abilities are a little lacking.

Zhang Xuezhou finally had to give up pulling, and chose to let the other party leave after Shen Peigong bowed his head.

Shen Peigong can be killed by others, or he can be killed by others, but he can't be pulled by him and do nothing.

If Shen Pei can't do it when the time comes, the other party will inevitably come to him for revenge when he is angry.

But even if he was clear about the other party's possible behavior, and did not block the other party at the juncture, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart.

He felt that Shen Peigong would deal with whoever he wanted to deal with on the front foot, and he couldn't help but feel that he had to pay attention to the basic situation on the back foot, so as not to be affected by the other party.

"If Shen Peigong wins, as long as the other party is magnanimous, I am more or less useful, maybe I will be recruited by the other party, if he loses and does not die, I am afraid that he will think that we are ventilating the news, if he loses and dies, then there is nothing to think about!"

Zhang Xuezhou thought about it, and in many cases, he could only rule out the fate of Shen Peigong's similar research explosives when he won and died.

Of course, winning and dying has less impact on Zhang Xuezhou.

As long as Shen Peigong is not going to assassinate His Majesty, Shen Peigong will not be able to interfere with him by killing anyone.

"Who is this life against?"

He looked back at Xiangyang Mausoleum, which was still a sea of red lanterns, and the light shone so brightly that the patrol sergeant could almost be seen in the Yangling.

When looking at Chang'an City, Zhang Xuezhou saw that Chang'an City was dark in the distance, and it was difficult to see a trace of light.

"Let's go, let's go to Wei Shao'er's grass hut for the night!"

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't bring people into Chang'an City, so he had to call black and white horses on the hillside.

After reaching out and scooping it up, the concubine was taken by him to the back of the nocturnal black horse, and Rong Tianding got on the white horse.

"Where are the horses, the horses can still run on the mountains!"

"The unbeautiful mother-in-law has not seen it, and she has never even seen a mountain horse!"

If there was no need, Zhang Xuezhou would definitely not take out these two Lingbao demon horses near Chang'an City, Rong Tianding thought in a low voice, and felt that he took the righteous concubine around and dug up a bunch of troubles.

He muttered, and then rode his horse down the path trampled by pedestrians in the mountains.

"It's the Empress Dowager!"

The demon horse was only half the way, Zhang Xuezhou quickly turned around and rode towards the mountainous area.

In the distance, the continuous torches were strung together into two long lines with no end in sight, illuminating the night.

The sound of cavalry and carriages shook the earth like thunder.

The white flag on a red background made a strong crackling sound in the wind, and the 'Dou' in white on the flag was extremely obvious.

The Empress Dowager Dou will not be so high-profile in Chang'an City, only the Empress Dowager has this kind of honor guard.