In the next two days, the lightning struck the Ma industry, and it was attacked again.

Although Ma Shi still tried his best to keep calm, that kind of suppression, sooner or later, he couldn't suppress it, and his anger would be like a volcanic eruption, and even the most stupid cultivator who was mixed in the Lightning Strike Gorge began to feel it......

For such an atmosphere, although many cultivators secretly rejoiced and were ready to take advantage of the chaos to make a fortune, more cultivators were panicked......

After all, when immortals fight, mortals often suffer!

If he had encountered such a situation in the past, Lu Changqing would have run as far as he could.

But this time, Lu Changqing didn't leave, but kept wandering around the lightning strike workshop.

The place where he wandered the most was that Feng Xinglie's stay was close to the left, and he had also been to places such as outside Ma's Villa, but he was wandering outside it, and he didn't go in the end......

And in the past few days, the bald strong man did not know Mount Tai with his dog eyes, and he hit Lu Changqing's idea, but he was killed on the spot by Ma's Xiu, and the story of several people's heads rolling around gradually spread.

So when he saw Lu Changqing swaying on the street with white hair, he gradually secretly pointed out to his companions, saying that don't look at the white-headed old cultivator's qualifications and poor cultivation, but there are people in the Ma family......

Although the Ma family is pushing the wall down at the moment, after all, the family has a big business, and the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff......

If it's not necessary, don't provoke this white-headed old cultivator.

Lu Changqing is clear about this, and he is happy to see it come to fruition-otherwise, he would not have often wandered around the Ma family industry in the past few days, in order to expand the influence of the people who used the Ma family to make a move that day......

Even if the purpose of going to the Mars industry is not only this.

It wasn't until three days later that Lu Changqing seemed to have figured out something, so he left the lightning strike workshop and walked towards the wilderness.

When he came out this time, Lu Changqing found that there were many fewer people who dared to peep at him secretly.

Occasionally, a few people with not very bright eyes, although they were menacing when they approached, they often smiled shyly after seeing his trademark white hair, turned their heads and left......

"It's so cool to have someone up there!"

Whenever he thought of the expressions on the faces of those monks when they left, Lu Changqing couldn't help but be happy.

In the past, when he left the lightning strike workshop, Lu Changqing basically tried to return to Baori Valley in the shortest possible time under the condition of ensuring safety as much as possible.

But this time, Lu Changqing did not go back to Hug Sun Valley, but wandered in the field of Lightning Strike Gorge, it seemed that wherever there were few people, he would drill wherever he wanted......

A few days later, when Lu Changqing was pouting his ass in an uninhabited canyon to attack a piece of good-quality thunderbolt refining materials, a figure appeared behind him like a ghost......

If it's not a rage, who else can it be?

"It's coming!"

Seeing the wind and spirit, Lu Changqing breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I haven't appeared for so long, I'm really afraid that you won't come......"

"Don't bluff, I've been secretly observing since you left the Lightning Strike Workshop - you're alone by your side, and there's no one else at all!"

Feng Xinglie sneered with a stupid expression on his face: "In this lightning strike workshop, except for myself, no one has ever seen the true face of the black face, let alone someone who knows that the black face is Feng Xinglie, and Feng Xinglie is the black face...... How do you see that?"

"Whether it is a person or a thing, no matter how hidden or disguised, there are traces that cannot be changed!"

Lu Changqing wouldn't tell Feng Xinglie, because he used the Black Moon Pendant countless times to deduce and immersed himself in it, so when he encountered something, he also had the habit to remember a lot of details, and then tried to deduce something according to these details......

He just looked at Feng Xinglie and said: "You are indeed very well disguised, not only do you use your robe to cover your appearance and breath, and even deliberately change your voice, but there are some things that you can never change - such as your gait, the way you shrug your shoulders when you are in danger, and even the way your pupils shrink when you encounter danger......"

"Wait!"

Without waiting for Lu Changqing to finish speaking, Feng Xinglie screamed, and said with an incredible face: "The time you saw me, it is impossible to exceed the tea kung fu before and after, how can you remember these in such a short period of time, let alone determine my true identity based on these...... You can't do it!"

"I'm sorry!"

Lu Changqing smiled indifferently, and said with an expression that I had just done it: "Otherwise, you wouldn't be here, would you?"

"No wonder I actually suffered at the hands of you, an old cultivator, last time - you old cultivator, you really shouldn't be underestimated!"

Feng Xinglie thought about it, and after nodding, the murderous aura suddenly rose all over his body, and his eyes were fierce: "But this time, I won't underestimate you...... You can try to sneak up on me with your Divine Sense Technique again and see if I will give you this chance!"

"From the moment you followed me out of the Lightning Strike Workshop, you already underestimated the old man!"

Lu Changqing sat on the rock, and the old god said with a smile: "As the saying goes, the text is not light on wisdom, and the martial arts are not fought for...... Do you really think that since the old man has already noticed your identity, just because he feels that he can't confirm it, he will pin his hopes on you and let the old man go? You are too naïve......

"What do you mean?" asked Feng Xinglie.

"What do you mean?"

Lu Changqing said hehehe: "You are so vigilant, you have been with me for so many days, just to determine whether the old man is secretly ambushing people, but have you ever thought that the old man did not follow the manpower, not because the old man was careless, but because the old man has calculated when and where you will attack the old man according to your personality, so you will ambush people in this position in advance?"

Feng Xinglie's face twitched slightly, but he said stiffly: "Unless it is a god, no one can calculate to such an extent!"

People really can't......

But the Black Moon Pendant, which is comparable to an artifact, can!

Lu Changqing said in his heart, clapping his hands at the same time.

A white lotus magic weapon fluttered from the depths of the valley behind Lu Changqing.

Cui Xiyue, who was sitting on it with a lazy expression, stared at Feng Xing with a pair of big watery eyes, and said: "What a handsome man, the heart of the victim is a puff and puff ......."

The complaining virtue, looking at Lu Changqing's face twitched.

Because he clearly felt that Cui Xiyue's words were not all lies......

"He is indeed handsome when he is born, but it is a pity that he has a human face and a beast heart - the most important thing to look at a man is not his appearance, but his interior!"

Lu Changqing corrected dissatisfiedly, and at the same time urged: "Senior, don't be verbose, hurry up and do it - don't forget this guy in front of you, it's a full twenty thousand spirit stones......"