Rong Fei held Hua Gu in one hand and Man Thirteen in black in the other, and returned to the Yamen of the Immortal Division.

Although it was late at night, the arrest of the Immortal Division was still in full swing in the yamen.

Cleaning up the dungeons that had fallen into disrepair, rescuing abducted women and children who had been rescued and could not be put home for the time being, interrogating prisoners and taking confessions, and so on, were enough to keep the public busy for several days.

Sending Hua Gu and Thirteen into the two prison cells that had just been cleaned up, Rong Fei had just arranged for someone to bring back the bodies of Four-Three and another man in black who had broken their limbs, when he heard someone outside shouting his name.

And it was a woman's voice.

Gu Fengxiao and Li Jiao looked at Rong Fei's eyes, and they were suddenly wrong.

It's just that Rong Fei did his best in the Golden Wind Drizzle Building last night, especially the song "Qingping Tune" that was specially presented to the Rue Xiang girl, which aroused the envy of the remaining three of the four major Oiran in Kyoto City, and they all sent people to send posts this afternoon to invite Rong Fei to be a guest.

In addition, there are some famous prostitutes who are less famous, and they even do not hesitate to come in person.

Although he was a little disappointed not to see Rong Fei, during the conversation with Hou Chunhua, who was in charge of the reception, it was revealed that as long as Rong Fei was willing to write poems for him, he could agree to any request.

At this time, when I heard the voice of the woman outside, I thought that it was another famous prostitute from Qinglou who came to the door to send warmth.

No, it's just poetry.

Hey, hey, hey!

The expressions of the crowd became a little weird, their eyes lit up, and the corners of their mouths smiled, and men understood.

Rong Fei had already heard that it was the voice of the flower demon, and his tone was hurried, for fear that he had encountered an accident.

Could it be that the identity of the goblin has been discovered by the monks in the city?

Gu Rong didn't know that the attitude of the vast majority of monks in the cultivation world towards foreign objects such as demons and demons was that they were not of my race, and their hearts would be different, and they would never be soft when they saw one killing the other.

Thinking of this, he couldn't care about walking through the gate, so he directly picked up his spiritual power and jumped onto the wall.

"Rong Fei! Help me!"

The flower demon's mournful cry for help sounded again, and Rong Fei followed the prestige to see a black shadow chasing behind the flower demon with a bright long knife, and the distance was already very close and critical.

Rong Fei's only long-distance attack method is the Crazy Knife, but at this time, the distance is still a little farther, and the Crazy Knife's blade can't be touched at all.

At the critical moment, Rong Fei took out a small peachwood sword from the storage jade ring, and threw it at the pursuers with a loud shout.

"Immortal Si Rong is not here, who dares to be presumptuous!"

The pursuers were a little afraid of the name of the Immortal Division, but they couldn't let Rong Lan leave, otherwise the Paradise Garden would be finished, and even many people would be finished with them.

So he gritted his teeth, and his speed increased a little, wanting to kill Rong Lan and then flee.

It is said that this Rong Fei has a lot of talent for cultivation, but the cultivation time is still short, and the outside world speculates that he is also the cultivation of the eighth grade, and he should not be able to catch up with him.

As for the thing that Rong Fei threw over, although he couldn't see what it was, the wind it brought was not powerful, and it was estimated that it couldn't hurt himself, so he didn't take it seriously.

"Get down!"

Seeing that the peachwood sword was about to fly to the location of the flower demon, Rong Fei shouted again.

The flower demon was also obedient, and immediately fell down diagonally forward, holding his head with both hands to protect the back of his head, and his body curled up into a ball.

When they got closer, the pursuers realized that it was a peachwood sword that was shot, and they couldn't help but be furious in their hearts.

It's good that you're honorable, and you look down on people too much.

didn't even bother to dodge, just bowed casually with his free left hand, wanting to knock the peachwood sword away, his right hand flung forward, and the long knife shot towards Rong Lan like an arrow.

As soon as the long knife was taken off, the pursuers saw that the peachwood sword suddenly covered its entire body with electric patterns, and then three eyeball-sized balls of light shot out from the tip of the sword at once.

The moment the ball of light appeared, the pursuer's body shook and shouted in disbelief.

"Yang... Yang... Yang Thunder!"

In the next moment, three yang thunderbolts struck the pursuer's chest.

But strangely enough, there was no collision, no explosion, and also

There was no surge of electricity, and the three yang thunderbolts directly sank into the pursuer's body.

Rong Fei was also the first time to use a peachwood sword, and when he heard that the Qingyang Daoist introduced that it could send out yang thunder, the power was comparable to the full force of a four-grade monk.

What is the concept of the four-rank monk's all-out blow, Rong Fei has never seen it, so naturally there is no way to judge.

It's just that he saw that Rong Lan's condition was critical, and the only thing he had at hand that could play a role now was the peachwood sword, so he threw it out without thinking about it.

But... How... What about no sound, light and shadow effects?

Wet, is it a squib?

Just when Rong Fei thought that the Qingyang Daoist was fooling him with fakes, the pursuer's body suddenly became shorter.

What's the situation?

Rong Fei jumped off the wall and ran to Rong Lan's side and helped her up first.

Just as the long knife was about to get out of his hand, the pursuer was hit by three yang thunderbolts, causing the long knife to fall to the ground, failing to hurt Rong Lan.

After confirming that Rong Lan was fine, the two walked to the pursuer's position only to see clothes stacked on the ground. z.br>

Rong Fei stretched out his foot and kicked away the stacked clothes, scattering some belongings such as money bags and shoes and socks from inside.

"He... Did you escape?"

Rong Lan grabbed Rong Fei's arm and asked in shock.

"Uh... I didn't run, let's see what I say."

Confirming that there was no danger, Rong Fei squatted down and examined it carefully, and replied ambiguously.

Rong Fei had a guess in his heart, but he wasn't sure yet, so he didn't say it.

It is very likely that the pursuers were directly vaporized by the three yang thunderbolts, and there was not even any scum left.

If that's the case, then this peachwood sword from the hands of Qingyang Dao people is a great thing.

It's a pity that it's a consumable and can only be used again.

"Quick... Go and save Sister Murong."

Rong Fei was about to ask why Rong Lan was chased and killed by the monk, but Rong Lan had already taken the lead and shouted urgently.

"What's wrong with Murong Qiushui? Tell me carefully."

Rong Lan concisely explained how the two of them followed Dou Qi, how to enter the cave in the rockery of the house, and so on.

Rong Fei immediately realized the seriousness of the problem when he heard this.

If the holy daughter of Murong Qiushui's Qiankun Temple was killed by someone of unknown origin in Kyoto City, the imperial court and the Immortal Division would face great pressure.

There is also the mansion that hides filth and dirt, counting the guy in front of him who is suspected of being vaporized by the sun and thunder and has no corpse, there are already three monks with a high level of cultivation, and it is difficult to say whether there are other monks hidden in it.

Such a hidden force is hiding in Kyoto City, but it is a big hidden danger.

On the other hand, is the fact that women are imprisoned for fun related to the disappearances that are now being investigated?

At this time, Gu Fengxiao and the others had also rushed out and came to Rong Fei's side.

"Leave two people to watch the prisoners I just brought back, and the rest of them will go to the west of the city immediately, remember to bring the shackles of the immortals."

After Rong Fei informed the public of the specific address, he had to rush to the west of the city first to catch Rong Lan.

Just about to leave, he stopped again, took out the silver medal of head-catching from the jade ring of storage and threw it to Gu Fengxiao.

"Take my token and go to the East Detective Factory, and ask them to send someone to help with the case. If they don't want to, don't force it, just go and meet them as soon as possible."

After explaining, Rong Fei rushed to the west of the city with the flower demon Rong Lan.

One after another, the fire crows generated by the French seal flew into the pig slaves, but except for the first few that burned a few holes in the pig slaves' huge round belly, the rest of the fire crows only burned some flesh.

It's not that the pig slave suddenly became rough and thick, and he was not afraid of the fire crow's roasting, but because Murong Qiushui's spiritual power was not much left, the power of the fire crow became weaker and weaker.

Compared to Murong Canghai, who was able to abandon rune paper when he was in the eighth rank and cast spells with handprints and spells, Murong Qiushui was obviously much inferior.

Although the sea and autumn water are the pinnacle of the seven grades

, but just as Bai Zizai once said, there is also a big gap in strength between the same realms.

Now Murong Qiushui still has to rely on rune paper most of the time to cast spells, and the failure rate of pinching spells with more sophisticated means is too high for her, and the consumption is huge.

As the saying goes, when the book is used, there is less hatred, and Murong Qiushui is very regretful at this time, why don't he usually listen to his brother's words and spend more time on practicing enlightenment.

If he had half the strength of his brother Murong Canghai, he would have burned the half-human and half-demon fat pig to charcoal.

This can also be blamed for someone who once said that he relied on his relationship to ascend to the top, and he was the worst saint in the history of Qiankun and walked in the world.

At that time, he was angry and beat up several gossip guys, but now it seems that he was caught by them.

No way!

Even if defeat is inevitable, it must not fall into the name of Qiankun View.

Murong Qiushui gritted his silver teeth, reached into the cloak, and tore a piece of fabric from his close-fitting coat. Then bite the index finger of the right hand, use the cloth as the symbol, and the essence blood as the ink, and quickly draw a talisman seal.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law - Golden Crow Purgatory!"

After consuming a lot of essence blood, Murong Qiushui's face became bloodless, and his body was already a little unstable on his feet, and he threw the talisman towards the pig slave and recited the mantra.

After reciting the spell, the talisman that flew halfway to the point spontaneously ignited out of thin air to form a flame disc, and in the next moment, countless fire crows flew out of the disc with a rattling and slammed towards the pig slave.

Puff puff...

One after another, the fire crows exploded and burned on the pig slave's fat body, soon covering its entire body.

"Huh... Whew..."

The pig slave let out a howl of pain, flapped his arms indiscriminately on his body, and rolled on the ground to try to extinguish the flames, but the fire crows that were still endless flew out of the flame disc and crashed into it, and the fire on the pig slave became more and more vigorous.

After a while, the pig slave stopped wailing, but the fire on his body showed no sign of being extinguished, and the disgusting smell of burnt was everywhere.

Win!

Murong Qiushui finally couldn't support it anymore, and sat down on the ground limply, panting heavily.

Bang bang bang ...

Suddenly there was applause in the darkness where the fire could not be illuminated.

"What a subtle Dao method, amazing! That's amazing! Hahahaha."