Wutong's eyes narrowed into two curved crescents, and his pink lips were slightly upturned, just smiling and staring at Sikong Haoran in anger.

As early as the second end of the shopkeeper came to the wine and food to hand over to the sycamore, it was poisoned silently.

The Six Halls of the Dark Night can be said to be unsurpassed in the Hengdu Continent in terms of poisoning, and the two sisters are the best among them.

"Hundred turns and thousands of times" is a secret laxative, ordinary people will go back and forth to the thatched house thousands of times, and the strong of the Sword Emperor will have to do it at least seven or eight times.

The surrounding drinkers and pedestrians stayed away, the previous frightened scene was still lingering in their minds, how could they be negligent, but fortunately, they retreated far away at the moment when the sword qi showed its edge, otherwise they would definitely be injured by the sharp sword qi and sawdust.

"Which family's sons and gentlemen are here, they are usually used to being powerful, and now there are always people to clean up these scum of them!"

"Looking at his appearance, it seems that he has been poisoned, and it is not good to tease anyone, isn't this self-defeating?"

"This girl's name is that son-in-law, I think eighty percent of it is cheap and not taken advantage of, but it is a lot of trouble, let's stay away. ”

Sikong Haoran ignored the sarcasm of the nearby drinkers, his eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and he stared at Qingqiu and Wutong coldly, and his qi was tightly locked on the two.

As long as they have the slightest abnormal movement, they will be attacked by his most ruthless counterattack, even if the words are lightly provoked, and there is no killing intent released on his body, he does not dare to have the slightest carelessness. The more it seems to be light and light, in fact, it is brewing a thunderous attack, just like a predatory demon wolf, and only at the moment of attack, will it show its bloodthirsty fangs.

The soul power of the Pseudo-Heaven Realm scanned the radius of ten miles, but did not find any abnormalities, nor did there be too many Xuan Qi fluctuations, Sikong Haoran frowned, feeling very strange, and muttered in his heart: "Could it be that they are just playing tricks on themselves, why?"

"Husband, if you delay any longer, you will have to..." Wutong green onion five fingers lightly covered the lip flap, the delicate cheeks were dyed with a faint flush, but the smile on the face could not be hidden, and then the other hand held the lower abdomen, and the bewitching curves trembled.

The sword scabbard "Zheng" sounded, and the long sword merged into one, and fine beads of sweat oozed from Sikong Haoran's forehead, and he didn't stop too long, and quickly walked towards the back of the wine shop.

He previously said that the senior sister of the Sword Sect is a demonic beast, and he can't wait to slap himself in the mouth, they are gentle little kittens, these two are demonic beasts, and they are the most ferocious!

The moment Sikong Haoran turned around, the coldness on his face disappeared, replaced by ridicule, the lower abdomen was indeed surging, but under the incineration of the purple gold unicorn's qi and blood, the "hundred turns and thousands of turns" could no longer set off any wind and waves, and there was a slight discomfort, but it was no longer hindered.

"Sister, do you think he will collapse and fall in the thatched house. Wutong groaned softly, and the bright smile on his face not only did not fade, but became thicker and thicker: "Aren't we a little too much?" ”

"We can't refuse the task issued by the Lord of the Nine Shadows Palace, but we didn't say that we can't tease him," Qingqiu's words are still cold between the lines, if she can untie the light veil under her eyes, she will definitely find a slight smile on her lips, and said in a shallow voice: "We have traveled thousands of miles from the Central Domain to the Southern Domain, and we have to collect some commissions from him!"

"My sister is right, our commission is very expensive, and it is an appetizer that has to be served slowly one by one. Wutong Azine tapped his head, his beautiful eyes turned slightly, as if he had thought of something, he looked at Qingqiu and said, "The hall master loves the house and Wu, will he also pass on the poison scripture to Sikong Haoran?"

"Huh?" Qingqiu's eyebrows gradually condensed, looking ahead: "A year ago, in order to rescue the Emperor and Sikong Haoran, a shocking battle broke out in Gusu in the Western Regions in the dark night and vertically. Afterwards, the three hall masters of the Nine Shadows, the Netherworld, and the Remnant Dream stayed for more than half a month, plus he was carrying the Immortal Golden Body Formula, with the love of the Nine Shadows Hall Lord for killing the emperor, the Poison Sutra would definitely be taught, and perhaps it was not impossible for the Begonia Medical Code of the Lord of the Remnant Dream Hall to be taught to him. ”

Speaking of this, Qingqiu's pupils shrank suddenly, and Wutong also rolled his eyes, and between his eyes, his figure flickered and disappeared in place.

And when they lifted the torn cloth in front of the thatched house, apart from an unpleasant smell and an indescribable yellow and black thing, there was still a figure of Sikong Haoran.

"Dare to play tricks on our sisters, Sikong Haoran, I really underestimated you, thinking that if you escape, you will be able to get rid of the track!" Wutong hooked the corners of his mouth and glanced ahead.

The soul power of Qingqiu Pseudo-Heaven Realm captured three breaths, although they were exactly the same, but two of them still had subtle differences, and when the two of them nodded at the same time, the figures quickly disappeared in place.

A ghost-like figure shuttled through the dense woods, sometimes conjuring up three afterimages, sometimes conjuring up two afterimages, and in the blink of an eye, this figure quickly disappeared into a towering tree.

Now that the soul realm has broken through to the pseudo-heaven realm, the strength has reached the primary level of the Sword Emperor, and the wind and cloud shadows are also more handy to use, and the speed has also increased geometrically.

At nine times the speed, one step is a distance of sixty zhang, and one breath can take fifteen steps, and by the time they found out, Sikong Haoran was already thousands of miles away.

If it weren't for the fact that this place was the junction of Canglan and Gusu, and that it would cause unnecessary trouble, under the Edgeworth's technique, they wouldn't even be able to detect the slightest breath.

Killing the star, greedy wolf, and killing the heirs of the emperor, how can they be bound by a small laxative, if this is spread out, they must not be laughed off by all the forces in the five regions and thirteen states.

About ten breaths later, Qingqiu and Wutong appeared next to the trunk of the tree where Sikong Haoran had stayed before, their chests rose and fell slightly, and the full bumps were even more rippling, and twenty meters away, the two mutilated demonic beast corpses exuded a strong smell of blood.

In the next moment, there was a rustling sound in the forest, and among the dense bushes, treetops, and shrubs, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at the delicious prey, the stench of saliva flowed in the sharp fangs, and the fur slowly wriggled.

"Use the smell of blood to attract demonic beasts to block our tracking, and the wind trail cloud shadow body method conjures up a clone to disrupt the investigation, as long as it is delayed for some time, the aura left by him will be completely diluted," a butterfly blade as thin as a cicada's wings appeared in Wutong's hand, and the delicate curve leaned forward slightly: "This kid is far from being as easy to deal with as it seems, but... Seems interesting. ”

"Quickly solve these hindering ants, the longer the time, the more difficult it will be for us to find him, once we go deeper, the level of the monster will be higher and higher, and the battle will be solved quickly. As soon as Qingqiu's words fell, a butterfly blade that was also as thin as a cicada's wings was controlled by the soul power of the pseudo-heavenly realm, and countless bloodthirsty blades were conjured, and those demonic beasts hidden in the treetops, bushes, and bushes had no time to howl, and blood came out of their throats and hearts.

These are two butterfly blades, Qingqiu cicada wings and sycamore shadow butterflies.

Qingqiu and Wutong didn't look around again, their figures slowly faded, and the shadow butterflies and cicada wings that returned to the hands of the two were not stained with a trace of blood, only the stumps and flesh of the demonic beasts were sprinkled all over the forest.

Sikong Haoran retracted all the breath on his body, even his heart seemed to stop beating, and the blood flowing in his body was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, at this moment he had gone thousands of miles deep into the forest, hidden in the treetops of a towering tree: "Who are these two difficult women?"

There is no one who can answer the questions in his heart, what is wrong, and he can't find a flaw even after racking his brains.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't use what the Sword Sect had learned, and even his soul power was cautious, and the sword qi in front of the wine shop was also very ordinary, and the only flaw was the wind trace cloud shadow body technique when he left the wine shop.

Even if the Sword Sect Grand Event is exposed, people with other intentions will only know that their body is weird, but they may not be able to perceive his breath, or even soul fluctuations, not to mention that these are carefully disguised under the Soul Determination Secret Technique.

As soon as he thought of this, Sikong Haoran's eyes sank suddenly, and his soul power quickly disappeared into the soul ocean, merging with the entire treetops, his eyes looked through the mottled leaves, staring at the two exquisite figures that were galloping in front of him, and muttered in his heart: "Tracking down here in less than seven breaths, what a weird means of exploration!?"

Qingqiu and Wutong passed through quickly, without the slightest stop.

Sikong Haoran was unmoved, clasped his hands around his chest, and leaned lazily on the treetops, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

In less than ten breaths, Qingqiu and Wutong returned again, staying five meters away from this towering tree.

The purple shirts and light-striped blue shirts that were tightly bound to their delicate and delicate bodies were like sparkling ripples under the blowing of the breeze, and two slender jade feet loomed. Especially the light veil covering the face in Qingqiu, between the layers of ripples, the slightly open and closed lips and teeth make people can't help but want to step forward and kiss Fangze.

It turns out that they look exactly the same, why do they have a passionate personality and a cold personality. Sikong Haoran licked his dry lips and threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart, compared to these, he was more curious about how the two of them turned back.

"The Wind Trail Cloud Shadow Body Technique is really weird, but the continuous movement is also particularly consuming Xuan Qi, Sikong Haoran will definitely not go too far," Qingqiu's words were full of coldness, she was still annoyed by the deception in front of the wine shop, and gasped: "Are you sure his breath stays here?"

Sikong Haoran in the treetops was dumbfounded for a while, looking at the two people in his sight in disbelief, he could hear Qingqiu's words just now clearly, they actually knew the body and name they were cultivating, and the soul voice sounded in the soul ocean: "Who are you, why do you know so much about me?"

"Uh-huh," Wutong breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a slight bow: "Hundreds of turns are colorless and tasteless, even if he dissolves all of them, he can't remove the residual medicinal fragrance of the Diyang Spirit Root, once it is urged by Xuan Qi, it will emit a unique fragrance, even if it is very weak, I can catch it." ”

Wutong's eyebrows condensed slightly, and then he said again: "The medicinal fragrance in the air is indeed stronger than in other places, but... His aura seems to have completely disappeared here?"

"My sister said that his soul power has reached the pseudo-heaven realm, so his body must be covered by the soul secret method. This kid is so cunning, when I find him, I must press him to the ground and rub him a hundred times... A thousand times..."

Sycamore's cheeks were slightly red, as if the meaning of the words had even thought of another level for herself, and a soft snort came from between her lips and teeth.

"It seems that he has had a great opportunity in the Sword Sect for more than a year," Qingqiu's lips raised a smile under the light veil, and only when facing his identical twin sister would he have such a gentle side: "Keep calling other people's husbands, if he is tortured to death by the poison you have planted, you don't have to die alone." ”

"Sister. "The voice of the sycamore is soft, and the cheeks are like the sunset in the afternoon.

If the cold-blooded and ruthless killer of the Eight Temples of the Night saw such a scene, he would definitely drop his jaw.

Sikong Haoran's soul in the treetops was slightly turbulent, it turned out that the reason why they were able to track down so quickly was because of the medicinal fragrance emitted by the herbs in the "Hundred Turns and Thousands of Turns", fortunately, the soul determination secret technique covered the breath, otherwise they would have been aware of the hiding place long ago.

I even have to rub myself a hundred times, a thousand times, such a vicious woman!

"Sister, he may be nearby, we are like this..."A soul sound came into Qingqiu's ears, and the faces of the two did not change in the slightest, and disappeared in the direction they had before.

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