As he spoke, his eyes became colder and colder when he looked at the boy in the green shirt. Different from the past, at this moment, Qiu Ye's hand was held a little painfully by the civet, and the murderous aura that was constantly exuding from the civet was gradually turning from virtual to real, and everyone present was like being in a deep pool, almost suffocating.

Qiu Ye was horrified in his heart, since he met the civet in Mount Emei, this inscrutable round-faced little girl, although she sometimes gets angry, but with the girlish heart of the civet, every time she is gently brought by like a joke, she has never exuded such a strong murderous aura as at this moment.

The big groundhog was the first to resist the murderous aura that seemed to be like a substance, and ran backwards with a rolling belt, until it reached the edge of the wall, and there was no way to retreat, but it was still trembling all over, covering its eyes with two small hands and not daring to look at the civet.

Qiu Ye was also breathing poorly at the moment, just thinking about staying away from the murderous civet at the moment, but his hand was held by the other party, and he couldn't get rid of his body, and he really regretted that he had done too much, and took the initiative to come over to hold the hand of the civet dog.

Cao Jian also regretted it at this moment, he released the Yin Five Thunder outside his body, I don't know why it was like stagnant water at this moment, and he lost contact with himself, obviously it was the water dirty thunder turned by the innate five Qi in his body, but at this moment it was not under his control at all, if it was not seen by the naked eye, he would not even feel its existence at all. Cao Qianyi had never encountered such a situation, and his eyes were full of fear and horror when he looked at the civet at this moment.

The boy in the green shirt, as if he was not affected by the murderous aura exuded by the civet at all, shook the folding fan in his hand lightly, looked at the civet who would shoot at him at any time with affectionate eyes, and said slowly: "Ahri, do you really want to make a move on me?"

Chang Lifu didn't pay attention to the words of the boy in the green shirt, easily opened the hands that he was holding with Qiu Ye, and stepped out, in the eyes of everyone, it was just an ordinary step like walking in an ordinary way, and the next moment he had appeared in front of the boy in the green shirt who was still more than a foot away just now.

Without waiting for the boy in the green shirt to react, the civet had already smashed out a punch and went straight to the man's heart. The power contained in that punch was too strong, and when Chang Fox punched, everyone present was instantly suffocated, feeling that they were in a vacuum, and Qiu only felt that his mind was blank!

It was only in an instant that the fox punched and closed the fist, but everyone present felt that it had been a century for so long, just because everyone was forced by the power of that punch, and the pressure on their bodies was unbearable.

In the eyes of everyone, the punch that Chang Nian had just smashed on the green shirt boy, and the figure of the man just changed several times like smoke, until the fox closed his fist. The boy in the green shirt stood in front of the civet unharmed.

"Ahri, if you don't want to see me today, I'll leave, why do you have to do this?" The boy in the green shirt raised his hand slightly, obviously wanting to touch the civet, but he only moved, and finally didn't dare to lift it.

"We'll see you again soon, Ahri!" the boy in the green shirt glanced affectionately at the civet in front of him, and his figure gradually faded like smoke, and finally disappeared into the room.

Everyone was quite amazed when they saw the scene in front of them. The boy in the green shirt who was just in front of everyone's eyes turned out to be just a phantom. Qiu also heard the master say when he was in Taiping Mountain, according to legend, there were masters in the pre-Qin Dynasty who projected a wisp of their divine consciousness thousands of miles away, and the people around the divine consciousness were also difficult to distinguish between true and false.

After the civet punch, he was already unstable on his footing, and it was not until the figure of the boy in the green shirt dissipated that he fell to the ground with a "plop". Cao Qianyi and Xinheng Sayuri had already been frightened by the punch just now, and there was still a lineage of "incarnation" who had never shown up in front of them, so there was still the courage to stay here, and when they saw the civet fall to the ground, they didn't think about it, and they quickly withdrew to the door.

Everyone saw that the figure of the boy in the green shirt was floating in the air, and they did not stop Cao Qianyi and Xinheng Sayuri from leaving.

Qiu also rushed out the moment the civet fell down, and when Cao Jianyi and Xinheng Sayuri exited the bronze gate, they just came to the side of the civet, gently took the civet who fell to the ground into his arms, and quickly checked the pulse of the civet, and saw that the pulse of the civet was stable, and the fainting should be caused by detachment, so he was relieved.

Seeing that Cao Jian and the others were retreating, the big groundhog also ran towards the civet on all fours, but the monk was also a little slower. Knowing that there was no threat in the room, he still crossed his hands on his hips and held his head high beside Chang Raccoon.

"Who are you? A descendant of Ji Guang? or a descendant of Liu Taixi's "incarnation" faction? What should I call you?" Wu Bao ignored the two Fu Ying, who had already fled away, and turned to look at Yang Shiqi who was standing near Ji Guang's statue. The latter's face was indifferent, and the old god slowly walked past Wu Bao with his hands behind him, "Who do you want me to be, who am I, what's so embarrassing?"

Wu Bao rubbed his hands vigorously on his face, and said helplessly: "Why are they all a group of nagging neurotics!" Yang Shiqi ignored Wu Bao's complaints, and came to Qiu Ye and Chang Li's side by himself. "Qiu Ye, didn't you ask me what I need you to do? I can tell you right now that I'm going there with you, and there are answers I want to know! There are answers you want to know!"

Qiu, who was squatting on the ground and holding the civet in his arms, also slowly raised his head, looked up at Yang Shiqi who was standing beside him, his eyes were full of helplessness, and he laughed at himself: "Why do I think I'm just like a fool, as if only I don't know what I'm doing?

Yang Shiqi gently patted Qiu Ye's shoulder with one hand, looked at the bronze gate, his eyes were full of exhaustion, "There are some things that you don't know now but will be easier, once you know, it will only be more tormenting!" Yang Shiqi's tone was extremely light, as if he was talking to Qiu Ye, and as if he was talking to himself, if Qiu Ye was not by his side, I am afraid he would not be able to hear Yang Shiqi's words just now.

— — —

The wind thunder god gate with the longest history of Fuying is located in the Tianchuan land of Fuying, which is the main gate of Fuying Leifa and the leader of the entire Fuying Divine Gate.

There is a five-storied pagoda on the mountain behind the Wind and Thunder God Gate, which is said to have stood here for more than 2,000 years. It is even older than the time when the Wind and Thunder God Gate established a dojo here, and this five-storied pagoda is said to be the place where the God of Thunder and the God of Wind practiced in those years.

Although it is daytime now, the inside and outside of the five-storied pagoda are already full of red lanterns, and above the five-fold tower, in front of the statue of the god of thunder and the god of wind, a young man dressed in a green shirt, with a face carved like a knife, and sharp edges and corners.

If Qiu Ye and the others were present at this moment, they would definitely be surprised to find that the young man in front of him was the same person as everyone had just seen in the Wangdi Temple.

The boy in the green shirt was holding his hands on his chest at the moment, and he had just spit out a mouthful of black bruises, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

"You're too careless this time!" the voice came from the shadow of the wall beside Childe, and the reproach was very strong.

The boy in the green shirt didn't care at all about the reproach of the person in the black shadow, and a strange and confident smile appeared on his face: "At least the purpose of my actions this time has been achieved!"