When they came down from the tree, Ren Pingsheng and Li Xilian both noticed Chen Sicheng's junior disciples, and the qi around them suddenly skyrocketed for a moment, and then they all suppressed it stiffly, but the killing intent that followed still had an afterglow.

Chen Sicheng had already taken this opportunity to light up a special qi dead wind, with a very large wick, illuminating a radius of several zhang.

Li Xilian only said that it was the other party's ordinary vigilance, and she didn't care too much, and smiled at everyone. The appearance of the country and the city, coupled with the smile, the tense atmosphere suddenly eased down. It's just that except for Chen Sicheng, the various expressions on the faces of the others are still stiff.

Chen Sicheng, a hunter monk, seems to be not good at interacting with the rivers and lakes, and when he saw these two extremely young "seniors" appearing, he smiled at his previous unscrupulous words, and was naïve, "I don't know if it's this little brother or the young lady who helps." This method of pulling the net with flying stones is very admirable in the future. ”

Ren Pingsheng did the same, hugged his fists, "It's just a gesture." He turned his head to look at the ground covered by the silk mesh, and the big fly-winged insect was still holding its head high, lying motionless on the ground. The two pitch-black eyes, the size of mung beans, were still staring at him with hostility.

"This is what you call the Flywing Silkworm?" Ren Pingsheng asked.

Chen Sicheng frowned slightly, it is said that although these two people helped and gave a favor, they should always take the initiative to give an explanation for trespassing on the hunting grounds arranged by others in advance. Just thinking that they were all young, or the children of the family who were ignorant of the world, he didn't care, and patiently explained: "Exactly, the daughter of my Xiqiao Mountain Sect Master, was unfortunately attacked by gangsters on the way to follow her mother's relatives, and was injured by the other party with some kind of witchcraft. The Fly-winged Silkworm is an excellent medicine for treating this kind of injury. Therefore, the sect once offered a reward for more than a month among the people of the three cities, and those who found traces of the fly-winged silkworm only need to report to the local government, and once verified, they can get a huge bounty; I don't think the two of you are like the locals, I don't know if you have heard of this bounty order?"

Ren Pingsheng shook his head and said lightly: "Our sister and brother also arrived in Lingshan City today; It's unbearable, but I didn't expect to break into your hunting ground by mistake. It's not that we deliberately left a plan to snoop on you, this Immortal Master Chen is also a hunter, so he must be able to understand why it was not good to quit in time at that time. ”

Chen Sicheng laughed, Ren Pingsheng's name of "immortal master" is very useful. He didn't answer, but turned his head to Cen Sandao, the junior brother behind him: "I said it a long time ago, we hunters, even if the cultivation of the Tao is not as good as you rising stars, the means of hunting, no matter how high your cultivation is, you can't disobey it, right?" This little brother, I don't think it's like a person who has a way to go, if it weren't for people to show those two-handed hunting skills, we would be miserable this time. ”

Na Cen San gave a thumbs up exaggeratedly, and complimented a few words of the little brother's good skills, Senior Brother Chen's good skills, and so on.

Ren Pingsheng laughed at it, but suddenly Li Xilian beside him pulled the corner of his clothes lightly and covertly, indicating that he would leave as soon as possible. Ren Pingsheng knew that there was a difference, so he immediately took his leave: "Since it was a misunderstanding, fortunately, I can still help a little, and my sister and brother should also go back to the city, so as not to worry about the elders in the family." ”

As soon as the words were finished, Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but secretly admire his temporary intentions, and made up an elder to come out. It seems that there are many inconspicuous rivers and lakes, you just need to go on

heart, you can draw inferences from one case and prevent the slightest mistake. Even if there are a few tricks, just to prevent a precaution, you may be able to avoid an unnecessary danger.

Taking advantage of the greetings between a few people here, the remaining six Xiqiao Mountain disciples who were divided into three sides had already firmly fixed the three sides of the huge wire net against the ground, so as not to prevent a strange insect with extremely fast speed in the net from finding a gap and suddenly breaking out. The speed of which dragon-winged silkworm has been seen by everyone. If it weren't for some jade-colored stone bees that were attacked and fell before, everyone wouldn't have been able to see the shadow of the dragon-winged silkworm at all.

Chen Sicheng finally met a colleague who was not low, although he intended to make friends, but his face was full of urgency, and he still needed to think about how to safely capture which dragonfly silkworm was already in the cage. So he didn't deliberately keep it, and said a few polite words to his sister and brother, and then gave the word "take care".

Ren Pingsheng turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly felt an extremely strong aura of crisis behind him burst out, he buckled the toe of his left foot, and turned around; the sword box that was originally carried behind his back had been unloaded, and when the box lid popped open and fell to the ground, the iron sword seemed to jump out on its own, and it had reached Ren Pingsheng's right hand.

This series of turning and taking the sword in one go, like a trick. In the eyes of ordinary people, it was as if the young man turned around quickly, and an iron sword with a strange shape appeared out of thin air in his originally empty hand.

Despite this, Ren Pingsheng was still half a beat slower, and saw that Chen Sicheng, who was originally looking at him, had his eyes wide open, his face full of anger and pain, and his vitality was rapidly leaking out. Cen San, who was standing behind Chen Sicheng, had a hideous face, and a short knife in his hand was inserted obliquely from Chen Sicheng's back heart, reaching the handle.

The other party caused trouble in an instant, Rao is Ren Pingsheng, as an outsider, and he didn't know how to deal with himself for a while. It's just that such confusion is clear in an instant. Because the other six Xiqiao Mountain disciples had already used their own techniques, they quickly swept out, and surrounded the two sisters and brothers at once.

Ren Pingsheng and Li Xilian glanced at each other, Ren Pingsheng shook his head lightly, the faces of the two were generally gloomy and cold, but under Ren Pingsheng's instructions, they did not rush into trouble for the time being.

Seeing that Chen Sicheng was seriously injured and incurable, he still held his breath and refused to fall, but his body was shaky, like a drunk. He desperately exhausted the last bit of remaining vitality, and said intermittently: "Xiao Teng, ...... Fireworks. Uncle Zhang's ...... Hurry up, and you can ...... Atonement for sins. Otherwise......"

Chen Sicheng took a deep breath with all his might, but it still seemed that he could not withstand the catharsis of the qi machine; he endured the severe pain, his face turned red, and he let out a broken cry: "Betraying the master, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!"

When Chen Sicheng struggled to speak, he could occasionally open his eyelids, and his gaze was as hot as fire, and Ren Pingsheng was able to follow his gaze and see a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. The man occupied a position by himself, and he was one of the six people surrounding Ren Pingsheng. It's just that he looked quite hesitant, as if he was not fully mentally prepared for this sudden cannibalism;

It's just that this hesitation only lasted for a moment, and the initiator over there, Cen Shenji, smiled and said with pity: "Senior Brother Chen, if you die, you will die, don't blame me for not hinting at you before." You have a stinky temper that only admits death and does not enter oil and salt, and rejects people for thousands of miles, and others just knock on the side to make a few jokes, so you go online and pretend to be sanctimonious. In this matter, you blame no one for help, and if you want to complain, blame yourself. But don't think about dragging down Teng Xiaonian, do you really think that with my Cen San's ability, I dare to plan this kind of thing alone

Big deal?"

Cen San suddenly pretended to be respectful, clasped his hands into fists and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Chen." But to tell the truth, how many catties and two shoulders are so burdens, I Cen San asked myself if I don't have the courage to learn this talent, nor do I have the mentality. This matter happened to be explained by Uncle Zhang. In the future, Uncle Zhang will sit in the position of the sect master, and we, the meritorious ministers, even if we can't stand up to the status of an elder, but no matter how bad it is, we will be able to have a chair in the ancestral hall. That is the absolute sect of the immortal masters, each of whom is divided into one or two townships of the diocese. Otherwise, let's leave home and go up the mountain, and we will have little soup and water every day, and when we get old, we won't be able to cultivate Jindan, and we will be a bad old man with a good head and poor scriptures, what is the picture?"

Cen San's words are really reasonable, every word is beautiful, not to mention the other five people who have already been iron-hearted to go to the black, that is, Teng Xiaonian, who is at war with heaven and man in his heart, also feels that on weekdays, it is indeed Senior Brother Cen San who is more humane and knowledgeable. As for Senior Brother Chen, although the end was a little miserable, after all, he was too pedantic on weekdays.

It's a good thing that your Senior Brother Chen usually doesn't put on a show with his junior brothers, but if everything is on the line, he is stubborn and obstructive, and he will never be obedient. The master who gave birth to our branch is also such a tired character who can't get things done, otherwise the brothers and sisters would be mixed up like today? It's not good to say, but this thing is good, it is Uncle Zhang's sincere entrustment; to say it's not good, it is Uncle Zhang, who is in the limelight in the sect and is in the middle of the day, is trying to find a way out for our group of stepmothers.

The dagger that Cen San stabbed behind Chen Sicheng was estimated to be a particularly deep blood groove, and in just a few moments, a large pool of blood had flowed on the ground, and there was still blood trickling out of the hilt. Chen Sicheng had lost too much blood and his vitality was gradually drying up, but he still seemed to be unwilling, but he had already sat down on the ground, his lips trembling, and he couldn't speak.

Cen San glanced at the pair of hunter brothers and sisters who had accidentally entered this place and were in a "dead end", and felt that there were many coincidences in this matter, and God really helped me. Anyway, since the brother and sister have no way to walk in their bodies, they are already meat resting on the board, and it doesn't matter when they go under the knife.

He turned his head to Chen Sicheng, who was dying and struggling, and said with a pleasant face: "Senior Brother Chen, it is said that this incident has cost you your life, and I will also lose it." I just borrow your hand and destroy which bug. That old immortal can't cure his daughter, and his Dao heart must be unstable. This retreat is probably the end of death. During his time in the world, you have been wronged a little more, and for the time being, you have been accused of colluding with thieves and committing apostasy. When the medicine jar also died, Uncle Zhang sat in that position justifiably. The brothers are thinking of your goodness, and they are interceding for you, and perhaps they will be able to reconcile your name, and the old and young in the family will be able to pick up a fortune out of thin air. ”

After Cen San finished speaking, he ignored Chen Sicheng's look of contempt and resentment, stretched out his right hand, and pressed a palm on his back and soul platform. I don't know what kind of Dao magic power Cen San envoy has, but I saw that Chen Sicheng was under his control, and he seemed to recover a little strength in an instant, and stood up suddenly.

Ren Pingsheng and Li Xilian, although they felt that Chen Sicheng was somewhat pitiful, they were not interested in this kind of drama that caused Xiao Wall, and they were happy to wait and see the changes first. saw that Chen Sicheng, who had suddenly regained a little vitality, was like a puppet, his eyes were dull, and under the control of Cen Sanyi's palm, he turned around in a slippery way. Chen Sicheng stretched out his right hand with a blank expression, and stood in front of him with a palm, just like Cen San pressed his spiritual platform with one palm.

Suddenly, Cen San's right palm spit out, and Chen Sicheng, who looked like a zombie, flew forward in the air and landed where the dragon-winged silkworm was trapped, and it was actually a powerful palm hit at which strange insect!