The four whip shadows are as fast as a dragon and as fast as thunder.

"Sir, you're playing tricks again!"

Jia Shao couldn't tell the truth from the fake for a while, and jumped up angrily.

At this time, he remembered that He Yi had been burning that kind of magical character on the long whip all morning.

"Oh, how can I cheat, don't you also have the phantom characters I engraved on that marso?" He Yi reminded, pressing the whip down a little more.

Syllable!

At the same time, a deafening whip was heard, and four phantoms fell at the same time, three of which fell on Jia Shao's body, passing directly through his body and disappearing.

And the real whip fell on a stubborn stone at Jia Shao's feet, and it suddenly shattered into several pieces.

It's just a discussion, He Yi naturally wouldn't really whip Jia Shao with a whip.

"That's right, why didn't I think of that?" Jia Shao patted his head and said with great remorse.

When he chose the lasso before, out of curiosity, he also deliberately chose a one with phantom characters, but when he saw that the whip shadow was heavy, he was distracted, and he accidentally forgot about it.

"Then I'———— too"

Jia Shaoke is a ghost, his eyes are purring, he still looked sluggish and honest before, and he threw out the lasso in his hand in an instant.

At the same time, he also yelled like He Yi: "Phantom!"

The lasso flew towards He Yi, looking like a ferocious long snake, but it didn't conjure up three virtual whips like He Yi, it was still just one.

Is the Phantom character invalid?

He Yi tapped his toes on the ground, and his body jumped into the air, dodging the incoming lasso.

Almost at the same time, He Yi only felt a tightness in his upper body, and then the whole person was unconsciously thrown out by a strong force.

In mid-air, He Yi struggled a few times, but found that his upper body seemed to be unable to move.

The noose was clearly not close yet, but at this time, He Yi clearly felt a huge tightening force coming from around his body, as if there was an invisible barrier, tightly restraining his body.

"Hmm, what is the reason for this? Could it be that the phantom characters have changed?" He Yi wondered in his heart.

As Jia Shao continued to shake, He Yi's body was also carried into the air, his arms were tied, his toes tapped on the branches, and then jumped onto the eaves.

It was only at this time that the lasso gradually revealed its true face on He Yi.

And in front of He Yi, the lasso that appeared in his eyes went straight through his body, gradually becoming illusory and disappearing.

Seeing that He Yi had taken the offensive, Jia Shao also loosened the noose in his hand, and said to He Yi on the roof: "Lord, why don't you hide?"

"I want to hide. He Yi touched his nose in embarrassment, but he didn't expect to lose a move in Jia Shao's hands.

It seems that the use of this phantom character, like the word "phantom", is infinitely changing, and it can confuse the opponent's perception with the false and the real.

Moreover, the seal is engraved on different weapons, and it can also exert different effects.

Whether it is He Yi's one real and three virtual, the long whip between the real and the virtual, or Jia Shao's half-virtual and half-real, the lasso that covers the real with the virtual.

"Xiao Shao, is this shaped weapon called a lasso?" Thinking back to the kind of lasso-like offensive method that Jia Shao used just now, He Yi's mind was bright.

In the past, the nomads in the north did use this thing to tie the necks of horses, but when it came to us, it was changed to a trap rope for prey. Jia Shao said, wrapping the noose around and putting it back on the table.

"Lasso, trap rope ......" He Yi said a few words repeatedly, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly drilled into the wooden house.

He remembered that among the pile of magic weapons in the Qiankun bag, there was a blue chain-shaped magic weapon.

If you can successfully engrave the phantom character, and then rely on the indestructible texture of the best magic weapon, it will be a perfect weapon for Jia Shao!

And with this special effect, it is sure to shine in the near future!

...... ......

After the meal, He Yi changed his clothes, and with his memories from a long time ago, he walked to a mansion in Huyang City.

This is where the people of the Zhou family lived ten years ago.

The Zhou family's mansion is located in an extremely spacious street, with an elegant environment, surrounded by some high-end shops, few people, and no sound of boiling.

In this way, it is even more pure and noble.

Qionglou high house, vermilion tile wall, everything is the same as in memory, unchanged. He Yi stretched out his hand and touched the red paint on the wall, with an extremely familiar and intimate feeling.

He spent one of the most torturous times of his life here.

Dangdangdang.

"Is anyone home?" He Yi lightly buckled the beast-faced copper ring on the door.

For a long time, no one answered.

As a result, He Yi increased his strength a little more.

Dangdang!

"Is anyone home?" He Yi asked again, his voice a little louder.

Still no one answered.

“......”

Strange, is everyone in the family going far away?

But even if you go far away, you won't even be there a domestic servant.

He Yi was puzzled.

Thinking like this, He Yi took a few steps back and looked up at the towering door screen, but he was surprised.

The plaque with the word "Zhoufu" in the past is gone, and it is empty.

"Could it be that you have moved?" He Yi thought to himself.

If it is really moved, it will be very difficult to find the people of the Zhou family.

He subconsciously wanted to go to Liao Qianzhong to ask about the news of the Zhou family, but after thinking about it, he shook his head again. Because Liao Qianzhong and Du Dao have more important things to do.

"Who! The knock on the door at noon still doesn't let people rest?"

Just as He Yi was about to open, a man's voice suddenly came from inside the Zhou Mansion.

After a while, the door opened, and out came a young man in his twenties, in a brown robe, looking at He Yi vigilantly, and asked, "Who are you!

Since the forehead in front of the gate has been removed, it means that this mansion should no longer belong to the Zhou family, but with the attitude of giving it a try, He Yi still asked: "Contemptible He Yi, may I ask Zhou Lie Zhou's seniors are there?"

While speaking, He Yi quietly looked in through the crack in the open door, only to see carriages full of goods, crowding the entire front yard.

It's not like a normal place to live, it's like a ...... A warehouse for hoarding goods?

"What Zhou Lie, there is no such person here! What about the seniors, this is the Zhao family's treasury! Can't you see it?" The young man scolded in his mouth, and stretched out his hand to point to the vermilion courtyard wall beside him.

He Yi didn't notice that there was a small round bronze plaque hanging there, with the word "Zhao" written on it, and a row of small characters below: The warehouse is heavy, and idlers are not entered.

"If you linger here any longer, beware of me asking the government to arrest you!" the man cursed again, slamming the door shut.

“......”

Eating such an inexplicable and wonderful closed-door soup suddenly made He Yi speechless for a while.

The Zhou family, gone?

Rubbing his somewhat painful nose that was hit by the door panel, He Yi secretly pondered.

"Zhao Family ......"

He learned about the cultivation forces in Huyang City from Liao Qianzhong, and this Zhao family can be said to be outstanding.

Except for some scattered cultivators scattered everywhere, the Zhao family's power is the strongest.

To be able to use such a huge Zhou family mansion as a warehouse, I am afraid that only this Zhao family can do it.