There was some silence in the room, as if it was fixed here by some kind of divine power.

In the next moment, the black-clothed young man who opened the curtain turned around and left.

"Hey, natural!" Zhao Tianhao, the little fat man, shouted when he got up.

It's a pity that the other party just didn't hear it.

The sword-crowned boy smiled helplessly, it seemed that he had left a lot of shadows in his heart for this peer.

The little Taoist priest was stunned, blinking, and then asked tentatively, "Is this the ......?"

"Yes. The sword-crowned boy said.

"Then what is he running for?" the little Taoist priest asked again.

"It's me and I'm running. ”

"Hiss-" The little Taoist priest inhaled the cold air and figured out the meaning, "Reasonable!"

While the two were talking, a man and two women at the table had already gotten up and left the table, apparently chasing the boy in black.

So......

"Shopkeeper, has this table of buns been settled?" asked the little Taoist priest.

"It's over. The shopkeeper said.

"Then give me this bun to heat up. The little Taoist priest waved his hand, chic and calm.

......

It seems that the Duanyang Festival is coming, and the entire Liuzhou seems to have woken up from a deep sleep.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, there are not many people on the street at this time in the past, and the lights will be extinguished a lot, but for some reason, it is still so bright and lively today.

The young man in black shuttled through the crowd on the street, sweating profusely, and had to look back from time to time while running.

It's just that......

After turning around and looking ahead, there were two women and a man standing.

"What are you running?" the little fat man cried out panting, holding his waist.

Zhang Tiansheng didn't speak, and ran towards the crowd again.

"Born!" Ching Jing exclaimed, but the other party did not give her any response.

"What's going on?" Qingjing Qingya glanced at each other, and they both saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

"He seemed to have seen the one wearing the sword crown just now, so he ......," Zhao Tianhao recalled.

"Wearing a sword crown. "Will they have crossed paths?"

"Oh, even if it's an intersection, it's an intersection of opposites. Qingya sneered, "It's better to chase someone now, don't let him run away by himself." With that, he chased after Qingjing.

"Senior Sister Qingjing, what do you think was the way for that sword-crowned young man just now?" Qingya asked on the way.

"Did you notice that too?" asked Qingjing.

"Well, I can't see through it at all, it's too strong!" Qingya nodded.

"What kind of conflict do you say you would have with him by nature?" Qingjing nodded and asked instead.

Qingya narrowed her eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "Worried?"

Being teased like this, Qing Jingqiao's face flushed, and she reached out and gently pushed Qingya, solemnly warning: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Yo, my face is red, and I still want to hide it?" Qingya smiled happily with a successful expression on her face.

"Let's chase people!" Qingjing didn't want to entangle anymore, pouted, and said viciously.

It is said that Zhang Tiansheng has traveled very far, and the cultivation realm is only the first acquaintance, and Lin Qingjing, who is a mystery, is easy to catch up, but in fact he is not.

The most important point, of course, is that Lin Qingjing feels that in the world of ordinary people, it is better not to use the methods of these cultivators, in fact, it is Zhang Tiansheng who runs to crowded places and uses the crowd as cover, so it is even more difficult to chase.

"Damn, this kid, running like a rabbit! I can't run anymore!" the little fat man held his knees, out of breath.

"Let you exercise more often, but you don't listen!" Lin Qingya gritted her teeth and reprimanded.

"How could I have thought that as cultivators, there would be this day?" Zhao Tianhao was extremely aggrieved, but after saying this sentence in one breath, it was already the limit, and he quickly bent down again to take a big breath, embarrassed.

"This ......" Qingjing was embarrassed.

"Oh, leave him alone, let's chase him!" Qingya grabbed Qingjing's arm and rushed forward, and turned back to warn, "Don't run around, just wait here!"

Looking at the two shadows gradually moving away, the little fat man Zhao Tianhao was stunned for a while, and secretly vowed in his heart that he would exercise diligently after he went back, and there would never be a similar situation again!

This time in front of Qingya, it can be regarded as a loss of adulthood.

Of course, he didn't have a time to fight for face.

Suddenly felt someone tap him on the shoulder, he was panting, and he didn't want to look up at all, so he patted the hand on the shoulder, and didn't reply: "Wait a minute, I'll take a breath!"

"Okay. The man behind him responded.

The little fat man looked up suddenly, he felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, and looked back......

"Mom!" like a short and fat tank soaring up more than two meters high, he looked frightened, looked at the two people standing not far away, and pointed at them with trembling fingers, "Don't come here!"

Like a little girl who is targeted by a ruffian.

The sword-crowned young man and the little Taoist priest glanced at each other, I don't know why the other party put on such a posture, is he not sincere enough, not gentle enough?

"Uh, this little brother. The little Taoist priest didn't forget to stuff a mouthful of buns into his mouth while speaking, "We are good people, don't get me wrong!"

"Huh?" the little fat man was stunned for a moment, then became even more exaggerated, and shouted with his hands dancing, "And say that you are good people!"

The little Taoist priest and the sword-crowned boy took a breath of cold air together, squinting at the little fat man who was extremely exaggerated from his demeanor to his movements, but for some reason.

The little Taoist wanted to speak again, but was stopped by the sword-crowned young man beside him and glanced at him.

On the street for no reason, there was suddenly a little fat man like a tank shouting there, and inadvertently formed a beautiful landscape, the little fat man was intoxicated with fear, and occasionally opened his eyes, but saw a dazzling cold light.

So he immediately calmed down.

"Don't worry about this little brother, we're good people. The gentle voice of the sword-crowned young man came into his ears from behind Zhao Tianhao.

"Yes, yes, of course I believe it! Look at your faces, you are a great good man!" the little fat man smiled stiffly, and cautiously tentatively stretched out his hand, quietly pushing the sword that shone with a blinding cold light around his neck a little farther away.

"That's good. The sword-crowned boy was relieved, so he put away the sword and said, "We are friends of Zhang Tiansheng, but he seems to have a little misunderstanding about us, so we want to solve this misunderstanding." ”

"Uh...... Friends?"

Only fools believe it!

But Zhao Tianhao can't say this directly, isn't that looking for death?

"Of course, we had a great time together. The sword-crowned boy laughed.

"Oh, that's it, that's ......"

"It's all a misunderstanding!" the sword-crowned young man smiled and inadvertently shook the sword in his hand.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!" Zhao Tianhao hurriedly nodded in acknowledgement, and then asked, "But why didn't you chase it just now?"

"Because I was going to eat steamed buns just now. The sword-crowned boy said.

"Reasonably, reasonably. Zhao Tianhao laughed dryly twice, and was speechless.

......

There were fewer pedestrians on the streets, and the lights were thinning.

Zhang Tiansheng also gradually approached some remote places.

Lin Qingjing felt that he couldn't chase me like this anymore, and he watched and listened to all directions, taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention to them, he accelerated suddenly, and within only two or three breaths, he stood in front of Zhang Tiansheng again.

Zhang Tiansheng was already exhausted, his eyes couldn't be opened, and the mental exhaustion was too great!

There was no way, that person's face was as terrifying as a demon to him, and even if he died, he couldn't forget the scene of meeting him in a certain alley that day.

Although there was no saber rattling, although there was no verbal conflict, he was still madly afraid.

That person is too strong! so strong that it seems that no matter when and where, he will see the black qi of the Demon Venerable on his body, strong enough to wipe himself out at any time, Zhang Tiansheng thought that he would never meet him again, but he didn't expect to meet again under such circumstances!

Will he stab the identity of his Demon Venerable's reincarnation on the table, causing the world to know about it? Will he erase himself on the spot?

Facing the sword-crowned young man, Rao is body was away from the abyss, and with Qingya Qingjing by his side, he still couldn't raise a trace of self-confidence, except for himself, no one knew how much pressure this sword-crowned young man gave him at that time.

He even felt that if this sword-crowned young man had a heart, he could even fight with the great power!

Of course, this was not nonsense, but the result based on his own feelings and the feedback from the Demon Venerable in his heart, he had to believe it.

Because even if he didn't want to admit it, when he believed in the Demon Venerable, he didn't miss it once.