"It's okay little girl, be obedient, tell me where the owner of this magic weapon is?"

"We're just looking for him. ”

Deacon Lu said calmly to Su Mo beside him.

Watching the two sing and harmonize, the rain fell on Su Mo's body, and next to him were mortals who were disturbed by the huge movement, the owner of the inn, the employees, and the tenants. and those who live nearby.

But they were all different, and they all knelt on the ground, facing Song Zhijie and the others.

And their eyes, with sympathy and disgust, pointed at Su Mo, but they looked at Song Zhijie and the three of them in awe.

And Su Mo seemed lonely and helpless, but the Zhuji Monk was not something she could afford to provoke.

At this time, Su Mo trembled, and Song Zhijie said, "I don't know who you are looking for, the flag is mine." ”

After speaking, Su Mo closed his eyes and made a gesture of letting it be disposed of.

Now Su Mo can only hope in his heart that Chen Changan will leave quickly when he knows the situation here.

Su Mo may not know that this man who has been with her for a few days has left a reliance in her heart.

Maybe when she was helpless, Chen Changan's help could make her say such things.

"Really?"

Song Zhijie sneered.

Song Zhijie asked the people kneeling on the ground: "Can anyone tell me who she is and her accomplices." ”

The crowd was indifferent and trembled.

In the end, Song Zhijie looked at the innkeeper and said calmly: "Can you tell me who she is?"

However, the innkeeper who was questioned by Song Zhijie was even more trembling, I don't know if it was the cold of the rain, or he was frightened, the boss trembled all over his body, and he spoke only submissively.

looked at Song Zhijie cautiously, and said: "Immortal, the little one knows, her name is Su Mo, she was a beggar seven days ago, and she was taken in by her accomplice Chen Chang'an, Chen Chang'an is a Jianghu Langzhong, and many people in Ming County know it. ”

After listening to what the innkeeper said, Deacon Lu guessed on the side: "A foundation building monk actually pretended to be a Jianghu Langzhong, it seems that he has other intentions. ”

Song Zhijie nodded to show Deacon Lu's agreement, in fact, the evil cultivators who had appeared recently, and this pretending to be a foundation building monk Chen Chang'an, made him feel that Megalith City had some premeditated plans recently.

The middle-aged deacon, looking at Su Mo, who was still on the side, asked Song Zhijie, "How to deal with this little girl?"

Song Zhijie thought for a while, and still played with this broken magic weapon in his hand, and brought her back first, the monk named Chen Changan was not simple, and he actually used two medium-grade spirit stones as the core of the magic weapon.

Medium-grade spirit stones, Shi Song Zhijie and the three of them have only obtained a few such spirit stones in the sect for more than ten years.

Moreover, the medium-grade spirit stones are all very precious, and they are all used in places where they are more needed, not used as the core of the magic weapon like Chen Changan, this magic weapon, when Song Zhijie used mana to get it, he knew the function of this magic weapon.

One of them is a formation that does not use mana to urge the release of spirit stones to absorb on its own, another formation that detects the fluctuations of mana around it, and another formation that changes colors, and the others are useless.

Ordinary materials, if it weren't for the medium-grade spirit stones in them, these two flags would be like garbage.

Song Zhijie then said to Su Mo: "Which sect are you from?" ”

It was really Song Zhijie who was suspicious of these two medium-grade spirit stones and Su Mo's storage bag, these things were not something that casual cultivation could easily have, and he guessed that Su Mo and Chen Chang'an, who had not yet appeared, might have a good force behind them.

"I don't think it's going to embarrass other girls. ”

A man's voice rang out in the crowd.

"Boom," thundered from the sky.

"Hey, brother, let me go. ”

A young man dressed in sackcloth, with long hair reaching to his waist, and a drunken flushed face pushed away the strong man who stood in front of him.

The strong man saw the person coming, showed an incredible expression, and hurriedly gave way.

When everyone saw that the young man was like a strong man, they really couldn't imagine why they came to die.

And Su Mo on the side saw the person coming clearly, and his expression was in a trance, but for some reason he was a little happy.

Everyone gave way, and Song Zhijie looked at the young man who came condescendingly. He said to the young man, "I don't know who your Excellency is? I advise you not to meddle in your affairs. ”

"Hahaha"

Hearing what Song Zhijie said, the young man laughed and said to Song Zhijie: "It's ridiculous that you ruined the place where I lived, arrested my friend, and now you have to ask me who I am." ”

And this young man is Chen Chang'an, who came back from the restaurant.

Hearing that this young man may be Chen Chang'an in their mouths, Song Zhijie, frowned, and looked at Chen Chang'an carefully, this young man may be the foundation building monk who killed Shen Xu, not to be underestimated.

But Song Zhijie really can't see where Chen Changan is extraordinary.

Under his divine sense, Chen Changan did not have a trace of cultivation, he was like a mortal, and he really had nothing to do with the foundation building monk.

But often people like this should not be underestimated.

There are many situations in which others can not see through, and it may be that the cultivation has surpassed Song Zhijie and the three of them by a large margin, reaching more than the Jindan period.

made it impossible for Song Zhijie and the three of them to use their divine sense to detect his cultivation, or there was a magic weapon that could evade the detection of divine sense and hide his cultivation.

The last possibility is that he is really a mortal.

But Song Zhijie believes in the second one more. There is a magic weapon that can evade the hidden cultivation of the divine sense.

Song Zhijie said to Chen Changan: "I am a disciple of the Red Dust Sect, you killed my sect's disciple Shen Xu a few days ago, I don't know if you are guilty." ”

Hearing Song Zhijie say that the monk he killed in Megalith City was called Shen Xu, Chen Changan said casually: "It turns out that his name is Shen Xu, yes, I killed the person, but I don't think I'm guilty." ”

"Looking for death, it seems that you are unrepentant, today I will avenge the dead Shen Xu for Tianxingdao, bold fanatics, suffer death. ”

After speaking, the three of them showed their weapons and attacked Chen Changan.

"Hahaha, since that's the case, let's fight. ”

After speaking, Chen Changan also put on a posture and prepared for a battle.

Seeing that there was a conflict between the two sides, Su Mo said to Chen Changsheng worriedly: "They are all foundation building monks, Chen Changan, be careful." ”

Although Su Mo knew that Chen Changsheng was powerful, he didn't know what Chen Chang'an's cultivation was.

This also made Su Mo very worried about Chen Changan's safety.

The three of Song Zhijie on the side had already separated their formations, and the middle-aged deacon's weapon was an axe-shaped magic weapon, the axe was pitch black and huge, and it was extremely heavy.

The middle-aged deacon came to Chen Chang'an's side in a blink of an eye, making people unable to believe that he could still have such speed with such a heavy weapon. The middle-aged deacon raised the axe as the head was covered with mana, and slashed down vertically.

Although the middle-aged deacon's speed was very fast, Chen Changan's speed was even faster, and when the axe was about to fall, Chen Changan jumped and dodged the middle-aged deacon's blow.

And the huge axe, with the blessing of mana, and with extreme speed, caused damage that is unimaginable.