Jing Yue went out through the back door of the Holy Maiden.

Although that person has been following him, there is only one person after all, and it is obvious that the other side does not pay much attention to him.

This kind of lack of attention has won a little imagination space for Jing Yue.

Instead of returning to his quarters, he went into the grove where he had used to drill with the Holy Maiden.

In the small courtyard where a rotten water tank was placed, Jing Yue carefully wrapped his "plate armor", and hung the wooden box he needed for sneaking around his waist, which contained various colors of cloth and robes.

Of course, he wore a black power suit on the outside.

Because it's getting dark.

In the end, Jing Yue took the ruler sword on his back, and then took the Jiao Yu spear, wrapped it in black cloth.

Except that there is no hat on the head, there is no difference from when he went to Wuyi Lane to save people.

After that, he sat there, carefully eating the pastries he had just brought from the Saint's Sister's house.

Because of the pretensions in my heart, this mung bean cake that should be sweet has no taste for a while.

But Jing Yue ate very carefully, because he knew very well that he would need a lot of energy next.

By the time he washed his face in the yard and drank a sip of water, it was already completely dark.

Jing Yue, who was wearing a black power suit, was like a ghost, walking in the direction of Chashan.

Relying on stealth, Jing Yue clinged to the cliff wall like a gecko, crossed the canyon from above, and returned to the range of the tea mountain.

Tea Mountain is not silent tonight, and every room is lit with lights.

There are occasional walking figures and talking voices in the lights.

Taking advantage of the night, Jing Yue followed the familiar medicine field and went all the way up.

He had roughly counted the number of people here, and there were about seventy of them, and they were not weak.

The tea mountain is quite large, and although there are many people in seventy, it is not dense here.

After staying here for so long, Jing Yue was very familiar with every grass and tree here, so he easily found a gap and walked through.

In the end, he lurked in the bamboo forest outside the cave, covered with a layer of dark blue cloth, motionless, and even breathed very lightly, like a lifeless stone.

And in his hand, there is an extra key like a hairpin.

This key was originally placed in a bamboo body in this bamboo forest.

This is the habit of the ancestors, much like the bottom of the flower pot where the adults put the keys when they were children in their previous lives, but they are more secretive.

The bamboo in this bamboo forest has a thousand, if not eight hundred.

The cave was quiet, only a faint light leaked out, and there was no one in sight.

After a while, Jing Yue, who was motionless like a stone, stood up

As the child approached, even the energetic monks instinctively felt a little tired.

The man surnamed Zuo with a green scarf on his head sat there, and his eyes, which had always looked gloomy and violent, also dimmed a little.

He didn't dare to slack off on what the master had explained, but because he didn't find the key, he had to slow down the problem that he thought could be solved immediately.

The formation master who came together was not skilled, and he couldn't break this formation for a while, so he could only find someone to come over.

This made this Senior Brother Zuo a little impatient.

In fact, this Senior Brother Zuo looks violent, but in fact he walks all the way in the dark, rarely impatient, and even occasionally plays to death the enemy like a cat and mouse.

And the reason why he had some difficulty controlling his temper this time was that he felt pressure.

The dove occupies the magpie's nest and robs the inheritance of the elders in the sect whose bones are still cold, and this kind of injustice does not put much pressure on him.

A dead man without roots, and only one medicine boy in the whole mountain, what is there to be afraid of this kind of person except to live as long as a turtle.

His pressure was given by the Master, and he understood where the Master's pressure came from.

There are many things, all of which are meant by the above, but the characters on the clouds will not take action in person unless they have to.

But once your things are not done beautifully, he will "gently" rain down thunder.

The man surnamed Zuo admires such a character very much, and looks forward to the day when he can become this kind of character who turns his hands into clouds and covers his hands into rain.

Just when he was thinking about these things with a gloomy expression, his beckoning ears suddenly moved, his expression changed greatly, and he rushed to the side.

There were many wind tunnels in the air, and there seemed to be thunder passing through the holes, and the air around them was distorted.

The man surnamed Zuo's reaction was already extremely fast, but the black streamer was faster, like black thunder.

With a muffled snap, a blood-stained spear pierced through his right thigh, which was flying up, shattering the flesh and bones.

The body of the gun buzzed, and the man surnamed Zuo screamed, and his whole body trembled.

With a snort, I saw the two fellow men in front of the man surnamed Zuo tremble, and involuntarily leaned back, and fell to the ground stiffly, with a clear blood line on his neck.

Behind the corpse, there was a black figure holding a ruler sword, in the eyes of the man surnamed Zuo, like a ghost.

Senior Brother Zuo's pupils contracted rapidly, endured the severe pain, and screamed and wanted to run, but the next moment, the pitch-black body of the gun trembled, and the figure came to him like lightning.

The man surnamed Zuo instinctively slapped his palm, and the true yuan in his body tilted out like a flood that broke the embankment, and the air in front of him became distorted.

As a result, only a sound was heard, and blood splattered into a fan.

I saw that the palm he slapped suddenly changed direction, flew diagonally to the side, and smashed to the ground and scurried.

The ruler sword cut off his left hand with precision and ruthlessness.

Immediately afterward, he saw the bright eyes that were exposed.

With a bang, the man surnamed Zuo didn't have time to react at all, he was kicked in the abdomen, and the whole person flew out like a broken sack and hit the door wall behind him.

He only heard a crisp crack, and his entire body was broken open by the formation in an instant, and a series of holes were opened, and blood splashed like rain.

From here, he looked like a lit cannonball.

Don't touch this door easily, my ancestor will not deceive me.

Jing Yue looked at the man surnamed Zuo who was bursting all over his body, pulled his hair, and said indifferently: "You told me to get out of the day, do you know that it is you who should get out?" ”

At this moment, this Senior Brother Zuo knew who the person in front of him was.

Before he could speak, Jing Yue had already pulled his head and slammed it on the door wall.

The diffuse clear light suddenly pierced out like an awl, piercing his head several times, and the blood flowers were like blooming plum blossoms, dyeing the stone gate red.

With a click, the body of the man surnamed Zuo fell to the ground with a hole in his face, and his eyes were wide open when he was pierced out of a hole, as if he couldn't believe it before he died, and he was killed by a medicine boy who was casually abusing during the day.

Jing Yue raised a kick and kicked his corpse far away, saying, "I'm really overestimating." ”

He thought that the opponent was strong, and the first shot he threw directly used the word killing technique, but he didn't expect to be so can't help fighting.

As the hairpin-like key poked through the hole, the blood-stained stone door rumbled open.

The people in the nearby Tianxuan Courtyard heard the movement and quickly issued a warning sound.

Outside the cave, the sound of clothes breaking through the air is endless.

In an instant, several figures rushed in, and at this time, Jing Yue was already standing inside the door in a black robe, and the blood-stained stone door began to close again.

One of the fastest women yelled, "Stay!" At the same time as throwing out a flying needle, his body flew and wanted to grab himself into the door.

As a result, the moment she passed through the stone gate, her body suddenly shook and she took two steps back.

When her fellow men arrived, they saw only a bloody hole in her eyebrows, and then her body went limp, and she fell to the ground and died.

Thundered.

The stone door shook off countless dust, and Jing Yue returned to the familiar room, leaving only a pair of slightly terrifying eyes for the people outside.

He ripped off his mask and couldn't help but cough violently.

The movement outside the door grew louder and louder, and from time to time there was an explosion that shook the entire cavern.

This place won't last long.

He couldn't help but look at the extremely familiar jade bed, embedded in the cave wall, emitting a gentle shimmer.

That is the result of the life of the master, and it is also a place that can change his life.

It's a pity that it can't be saved.

Jing Yue took a deep breath, strode forward, and slammed Jiao Yu with him.

With a bang, the jade bed, which already had a gap inside, suddenly smashed with great force and burst open, like a blooming ice flower.

"Fuck you!"

"Fuck you!"

Jing Yue carried the spear, and his eyes were red and he smashed it on the jade bed.

"It's not yours, you want to rob it!"

The shadow of the gun fell, and the entire jade bed burst into flowers like broken porcelain.

The flying jade shards cut Jing Yue's face, and he was unconscious for a moment.

At this moment, in his heart, there is only endless unwillingness, and anger!

Ask for a ticket

(End of chapter)