With Rong Zhen and others staring at him, Ouyang Rong didn't say much to Miaosi.

Taking advantage of the fact that Rong Zhen's mind was not on him, Ouyang Rong swept over Yan Zhang, Lian Qing and others, as well as the items on the field.

Finally, I looked at the figure of Yan Liulang standing with a knife at the gate of the courtyard.

After Yan Liulang tacitly put the long strip cloth bag containing the piano box back into the carriage, he kept a low-key guard at the gate of the courtyard, waiting for his orders.

Ouyang Rong looked away quietly.

At the moment, there is good news, and bad news.

The good news is that he followed the clues of the three thousand merits and new blessings all the way, and by mistake, he knew in advance that Rong Zhen had carefully prepared for him and killed them all.

At least he wasn't walking down the street on Dongmei with a pancake, trapped by the Chixia Moon Array that teleported from the earth, and then beaten by a cold palace girl with a group of helpers.

Ouyang Rong is still a little confused, where is the new blessing in the end, how do you feel that the one you guessed before is not accurate......

As for the bad news, it's that he can't beat it.

That's right, it can't be beaten.

When Ouyang Rong was just watching from the sidelines, he saw the color of the aura that Yan Zhang and Lian Qing accidentally revealed when they were arranging the formation.

Vermilion is crimson.

Like Rong Zhen, they are all six-grade qi practitioners.

The other six white-clothed qi practitioners, vermilion light red, and seven-grade qi practitioners.

Together with Rong Zhen, who is the top of the sixth-grade rank, there are a total of three sixth-grade qi practitioners and six seventh-grade qi practitioners on the field.

If it is calculated according to the standard of medium-grade qi practitioners, it is nine medium-grade qi practitioners.

Compared with the high-grade qi cultivators like Xue Zhongzhu and Qiu Shenji, he can't crush him in terms of quality, but in terms of quantity, it is very tricky.

Although as long as the "return to come" cloth sword is successful, the craftsman can be solved like chopping melons and vegetables.

But the "qi" that urged this greedy Ding Sword was far from enough.

At present, in the merit tower, the merit value on the small wooden fish is only in double digits, less than a hundred.

The previous merits were exchanged for a new blessing by him, and the remaining hundreds of merits were also used to study the Shangqing Peerless School Séance Edict...... However, the séance edict is currently unusable due to the material of the talisman.

Without the support of the merit purple mist, and in addition, this is not a big lonely mountain like a fish in water, and there is no endless stream of Lotus Sect incense and fire qi to stimulate the Ding Sword with unlimited firepower.

In fact, he hadn't thought about this embarrassing situation before, and it wasn't that he didn't have a back-hand arrangement.

For example, the best qi-replenishing pill called "Mojiao" is to prevent this kind of exhaustive situation.

It's a pity that he returned to the city today, and hurried with a sword in the morning, and Mo Jiao was not around.

In short, all he can think of right now is his own dantian aura, which can go to the sword.

And Ouyang Rong is currently in the eighth rank of the sword holder, and all the dantian aura urges the Ding Sword, at most, it is only enough for him to use the sword to kill a sixth-rank qi practitioner.

Without the merit purple mist and incense qi supplement, what should I do with the remaining two sixth-grade qi practitioners and six seventh-grade qi practitioners on the field, and let it go?

Or is it overdrawing its own grievances?

But even if he is sucked into a dry corpse, it is still not enough to kill all the people.

Not to mention that Rong Zhen, Yan Zhang, Lian Qing and others also brought a few powerful props at the moment, and arranged a set of "Chixia Moon Array" to isolate the internal and external aura.

Within the range, the dantian aura cannot be used.

How to break?

The "Chixia Moon Array" in the courtyard was getting closer and closer to completion, and the danger was approaching, Ouyang Rong's sideburns were sweating, he lowered his head slightly, and the thoughts in his head were running urgently.

A seemingly feasible path was quickly denied by him after weighing it.

Ouyang Rong suddenly raised his head and glanced at Huang Xuan and Miaosi.

The two of them are the key to Rong Zhenbu's formation.

But he can't rise up and kill people.

Not to mention whether he can get out of this matter in front of Rong Zhen, Yan Zhang, Lian Qing and others, he can't do anything just to hurt the young and innocent.

What to do?

Could it be that after a while, in the Moon Array under the Pool of the Spiritual Qi Vacuum, one fights nine?

Wait, and Rokuro is there.

However, two dozen nines seem to be no different from one dozen nines.

The sword-wielder is already taboo to be approached, and his physique is a weakness, and the ghost knows if this Rong Zhen puts aside his qi refining and cultivation, whether he is a master of swordsmanship or martial arts.

Wait, swordsmanship? The little junior sister is not also a master of swordsmanship, and she doesn't instigate anyone, and she even wanted to ask the sword with Yuechuzi of Yunmeng Jianze before.

It would be nice if the little sister was there.

He really can't avoid this formation, so it's a big deal for him to take his trusted helpers and have a short-distance white-knives battle with this group of Si Tian Jian Qi Cultivators in the "Chixia Moon Array".

Ouyang Rong suddenly thought of something, and turned his head to look in the direction of Xunyang Palace.

Less.

He turned his head and looked at Yan Rokuro standing at the door.

Yan Liulang, who had been listening like a little transparent, also looked at him quietly.

The two exchanged eyes silently.

"Lady Woman."

"What?"

Ouyang Rong was a little embarrassed and said:

"You guys set up the formation first, there is something on Rokuro's side, go out and have a look."

"What's the matter?" Rong Zhen was indifferent and was ready to bow his head, but Yan Zhang asked a question.

Without waiting for Ouyang Rong to answer, Yan Liulang at the gate of the courtyard said with a sad face:

"Follow the instructions of all the female and male historians just now, if you want to urgently summon the state soldiers in the city to blockade the whole city...... The matter is big, and it is best for Lord Mingfu to come forward on the spot, otherwise the people below may not believe it, and the normal process of locking down the city will drag on for too long. ”

Ouyang Rong stood next to Rong Zhen and carefully observed her expression with his peripheral vision.

After hearing this, Rong Zhen nodded slightly: "Yes." ”

The other qi practitioners in the courtyard seemed to have no objections.

But at this moment.

"Wait."

Yan Zhang, who was squatting in a corner, suddenly stood up and shouted out to Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang, who wanted to leave.

"What?" Ouyang Rong's tone was patient.

Yan Zhangban didn't speak, and after looking at Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang for a while, he said lightly:

"You don't have to go, don't notify the Jiangzhou lobby and the state military camp first, but you can notify the lower city gate, just close the lower city gate, send someone to this matter, you two stay, one more person and more strength, join us in the battle, and then deal with the hidden butterfly love flower master."

"Why is that? Why didn't you notice. Yan Liulang frowned.

Yan Zhang was not interested in talking to the local little catcher, and explained to Rong Zhen, who was also looking at him:

"The matter is done in secret, and it is easy to leak the rumors, in case the owner of the butterfly love flower is lurking in the subordinate institutions of the government, how can it not startle the snake.

"Just cooperate with the sealing of the city gate, and there is no need to inform the government of the reason, let's set up this formation, activate it immediately, and arrest this thief, so as not to have many dreams at night."

Under Rong Zhen's gaze, Yan Zhang looked calm with Zhizhu in his hand and the old god in his hand.

Today's opportunity, he has to perform well in front of Rong Zhen.

"As for the two of you......"

Yan Zhang glanced at Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang:

"Now that you know, let's stay and help, and come with us."

"Makes sense."

Rong Zhen bowed his head and said to Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang: "That's it, I have wronged the two of you." ”

Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang paused.

But he still kept a smile on his face.

Under Rong Zhen's gaze, Ouyang Rong replied in a calm tone:

"Okay, that makes sense."

"Listen, listen to the female historian."

Yan Liulang also agreed with Ouyang Rong, but compared to the latter, his smile was a little reluctant, and he tried hard to hide it.

Yan Liulang couldn't help but look around at the cage that was gradually taking shape, and he was a little anxious for the Ming Mansion.

And, as time went by, standing behind Ouyang Rong, he couldn't help but have a little absolute color in his eyes.

But when he was desperate, Yan Liulang found that the Ming Mansion was still talking and laughing with Rong Zhen.

Rong Zhen asked:

"Did Ouyang Changshi bring a sword, if he didn't bring it, he could use this palace later, this palace needs to preside over the formation with all his strength later, and he can't pull his hand away, and he has to come to capture the thief."

"Brought it." Ouyang Rong nodded: "In the carriage, I'll get it later." ”

"Okay."

The final plan to leave the courtyard and hide back in Xunyang Palace's mansion fell through.

is different from the secretly anxious Yan Rokuro.

Ouyang Rong was surprisingly calm.

He stood still with his hands down, glanced at the carriage at the gate of the courtyard, and then turned his head to look at the red paper of butterfly love flower poems in Rong Zhen's hand, his face was as usual, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the other side, Miao Si was also cautiously paying attention to Ouyang Rong's figure.

Unlike Huang Xuan, who thought that he could help Changshi Engong and was still in a happy mood in the dark, Miaosi was silent almost the whole time.

The little female crown in Confucian clothes standing on the stone table suddenly thought that if she listened to Huang Xuan's admonition, she would not sneak out of the house that night and go to Hanlei Mozhai to eat secretly.

"The stupidest, not one......" she murmured.

"What did you say?"

Lian Qing, who happened to be arrayed next to the stone table, asked curiously.

Miao Si was silent, but only stretched out a hand, and tipped the golden bowl upside down, and the viscous ink inside turned into a pitch-black stream and fell to the ground.

She was small, her hands were small, and the golden bowl in her hand was even smaller.

But a black waterfall poured out.

The waterfall is made of ink and has the size of a water tank.

After landing, a sea of fog exploded in the courtyard.

This change was so sudden that it obscured everyone's vision.

The figure of the little female crown in Confucian clothes disappeared on the stone table.

Rong Zhen, Lian Qing, Huang Xuan, Yan Liulang and others were all caught off guard, including Ouyang Rong, who also looked surprised.

Little Ink Essence wants to escape!

Rong Zhen immediately took out the golden four-eyed fierce face and put it on his face.

But someone was faster than her.

"Look for death!"

Yan Zhang sneered, and when this voice came out, his figure had already disappeared in place.

Seeing this, Rong Zhen took off his mask, didn't shout his real name, tiptoed a little, and rose into the air, waving the big sleeves of the palace skirt downward, like a long wind vibrating the sleeves.

The ink fog that obscured the view was swept away by a gust of wind, and the view of the courtyard was restored.

Everyone saw that Yan Zhang's figure was standing in front of a rat hole in the north courtyard wall, his hand was clutching a palm-sized little man, and the little man was babbling and screaming in pain.

It's a wonderful idea.

"Ahh——!h Release, let go of this fairy girl. ”

"Heh, do you dare to play tricks? Want to escape? Who gave you the guts. ”

"Let go of this Immortal Gu, let go of this Immortal Gu quickly! You are a sissy who is neither male nor female, what are your skills in bullying low-mannered people? If you have the ability to wait for this fairy aunt to practice for another twenty years, you will fight it out, forget it, you must be a female, sissy, let go of this fairy girl......"

Yan Zhang sneered, but suddenly let out an "ah" shout, let go of his palm, bent down to cover the tiger's mouth, and bared his teeth to inhale.

"Dare to bite me? Little brute! ”

His face flushed, and in front of everyone, he suddenly lost face.

After Miao Si broke free of his palm and fell to the ground, he flipped a few times, and ran forward with his little short legs, but he didn't run three steps, and was trampled by the big foot that had been annoyed and angry in front of the mouse hole.

"Ah——!h The sole of the foot of the eyebrow mole man grinded the ground repeatedly, and the little ink spirit who was forced to rub his face against the ground cried and screamed in pain.

"Don't step on her!"

Huang Xuan rushed up.

Seeing another one, Yan Zhang looked back angrily, and was about to wave his sleeves away, but in the next moment, he was stopped by a jade hand stretched out next to him, and the sharp sleeve wind suddenly scattered, and he didn't touch the little girl in the red jacket.

"Stop."

Rong Zhen's figure stood between Huang Xuan and Yan Zhang, she raised her arm to protect the former, frowned and ordered the latter:

"Who let her hurt? This little ink spirit is too, hurt her, do you set up a formation? Grab her and ask her first. ”

"Yes." Yan Zhang took a deep breath and lowered his head.

Yan Zhang bent down, grabbed the little female crown in Confucian clothes who was rolling in pain, and asked:

"Say, okay, why run? Before and after, if you don't cooperate with Rong Zhennu's history, is someone behind her back? Say it. ”

"Slightly." With a blue nose and swollen eyes, she grimaced and stuck out her tongue: "I won't say anything about killing your fairy aunt!" Guess you, sissy, have the ability to strangle your aunt and grandmother. ”

"Little thing, look for death!" Yan Zhang forcibly suppressed his anger.

If it weren't for Rong Zhen watching coldly from the sidelines, he would have been able to pinch this gadget directly.

Ouyang Rong stood beside him, kept turning his head, and silently stared at the little ink spirit who was deliberately begging for death for a while.

Huang Xuan tried hard to push Rong Zhen's arm away, raised her little face and asked:

"Miaosi, are you in any difficulty, why don't you want to help this sister? Aren't you friends? ”

The originally hard-hearted little female crown lowered her head, didn't look at her, and said in her mouth:

"I want you to take care of it, get out, I don't have anything to say to you, a yellow-haired girl who doesn't know anything."

Her little face was full of tears, and she scolded and bit Yan Zhang's hand.

Yan Zhang was angry and wanted to smash this crazy little ink essence to the ground again.

Ouyang Rong suddenly spoke:

"She did it on purpose, maybe she knew the owner of the butterfly love flower, and wanted to ask for death, Lord Nushi, don't let her succeed, don't hurt her, it will affect the formation to find someone."

Rong Zhen narrowed his eyes lightly and nodded.

Yan Zhang and Lian Qing looked sideways a little, and glanced at Ouyang Rong, who was calmly scheming.

"Ouyang Changshi is right, don't let her die, let's return her talent and supernatural powers."

Lian Qing chuckled and warmly reminded:

"After this matter is over, take it back to the prison and hand it over to Danfang, so that her life is better than death, do you say yes, Yan Zhang."

Yan Zhang smiled.

"Hey, that makes sense."

He rubbed the little man's head with his fingers, and then said softly:

"Good, you have to live well, you little guy, you can't say that you can still produce spirit ink, you have to make good use of it."

Miao Si suddenly changed color, and despair appeared in his eyes.

Huang Xuan, who was on the side, looked at the little female crown in Confucian clothes who was inexplicable today.

She was in a daze for a while, then turned her head to look at Rong Zhen and the others who were busy arranging the formation in the courtyard, as well as ...... The long Shi Engong who was silent throughout the whole process.

After a while, Huang Xuan muttered in a voice that others couldn't hear: "Isn't there one of the smartest......

No one paid attention to the subtle changes in Huang Xuan's face, and Rong Zhen, who was presiding over the formation, stepped forward with a cold face.

She checked the injury of the little girl crown who was to blame, and found that it was generally fine, so she sealed it with a seal and handed it over to Lianqing's care.

Then, Rong Zhen's eyes fell on Huang Xuan,

Huang Xuan suddenly raised her head, and showed a smiling face towards Rong Zhen:

"I listen to the female historian."

Seeing her so cooperative, Yan Zhang and Lian Qing looked satisfied.

Lian Qing bent down and gently touched Huang Xuan's head:

"That's good, I won't let this little ink spirit bully you in the future, stay away from this monster."

"Hmm." Huang Xuan nodded vigorously.

Her eyes called innocent eyes are exceptionally clear at the moment, and her eyes are dark and innocent.

Rong Zhen looked at each other for a while, but was silent.

In the interval between the formations, the cold and cold palace girl pulled Huang Xuan aside and pursed her mouth:

"This palace will carefully interrogate the reason, but will not kill her, knowing that you have feelings for her, although she does not seem to cherish you as a friend at all.

"Yan Zhang and Lian Qing's words before, don't take it too seriously, and don't be resentful, they can't be the master, this palace will protect its ......"

"What Sister Rong Zhen said, I don't understand." Huang Xuan asked curiously, shook her head again and said, "It's okay, after this time, I can see clearly, she doesn't treat me as a friend, and I don't treat her as a friend anymore." ”

Rong Zhen wanted to speak and stopped, didn't know what to say, sighed lightly, and walked away.

In a short time, the arrangement in the courtyard was coming to an end.

Ouyang Rong silently looked at Miao Sitong's red eyes who were bound for a while, and he turned his head to look at the carriage outside the courtyard.

At this moment, on an open cloth bag, the wooden box trembled and gurgled, and the bronze mask that was originally placed on the wooden box had been shaken off by it and fell to the floor.

Ouyang Rong's dantian aura was only enough to kill a sixth-grade qi practitioner.

What if you add this blood in your chest at this moment?

One more.

But what about the other one?

In fact, this can also be ignored, because if he kills a six-rank person with another overdraft, he is likely to overdraft and pass out again.

Why don't you kill the two most damned, one for two is not a blood loss.

Ouyang Rong smiled and looked at the male history of eyebrow moles and the female history of eyebrow moles.

Huang Xuan, who had never looked at him before, suddenly turned his head and asked Ouyang Rong seriously:

"Is Engong hungry, there is porridge in the pot."

was interrupted.

Ouyang Rong slowly turned his head and glanced at the little girl in the red jacket with a sincere and inquiring look.

The two of them and Yan Liulang didn't have to participate in the formation, so they seemed a little idle.

Without waiting for him to answer, Huang Xuan suddenly turned around and ran to the kitchen, as if making porridge.

Rong Zhen and the others didn't care, anyway, under their noses.

Less.

"It's ready!" Yan Zhang clapped his hands, stood up, and looked left and right: "What about the people, that yellow-haired girl, quickly put herself in place." ”

The moon array under the pool is arranged.

At this time, in the back kitchen, Huang Xuan walked out with a bowl of warm porridge in both hands and walked towards Ouyang Rong......

This chapter is a bit longer and slightly compensates for or2

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