Chapter 90: The Ghost of Chanei (2)

After hearing Beitang Xiaotian's order, the entourage outside the door went to summon Chu Qiuci to come.

Chu Qiuci is still dressed in old clothes, although it is old clothes, it is difficult to stop Chu Qiuci's unique temperament of intellectual maturity, and Chu Qiuci's scholarly atmosphere exuded from the inside out makes it difficult for outsiders to imagine that her identity is a rural casual cultivator, more like a young lady who secretly goes to experience life and deliberately wears old clothes. Regarding Beitang Xiaotian's summons, Chu Qiuci didn't show any expression, but walked into the house lightly, waiting for Beitang Xiaotian's orders.

"Qiu Ci, I have an urgent matter to summon Hai'er to secretly rush back to the north, he will go to Jinzhou City tomorrow to rest, although you are not Hai'er's personal maid, but I heard others say that you are taking care of his recent daily life, you will go to Jinzhou City tomorrow night to take care of him, but Hai'er's return to the north is extremely hidden, don't make a noise. Beitang Xiaotian pretended to be mysterious and said to Chu Qiuci.

After hearing Beitang Xiaotian's words, Chu Qiuci frowned slightly at first, and then his face immediately calmed down. Said to Beitang Xiaotian: "Jinzhou City is an important town in the north, and the mountain roads in and out there are extremely difficult and easy to ambush, I heard others say that the north is not peaceful recently, let the young master of Donghai go to Jinzhou in the middle of the night, and has not arranged for guards to escort him, is it a little dangerous." ”

"You're too worried, there are so many assassins in this north. Besides, Donghai has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he can even defeat the chieftain of the wolf clan, how can he be afraid of a few assassins. The itinerary in the East China Sea is extremely hidden, not many people know about it, there will be no accidents, you hurry up and prepare, remember, don't make a noise. After listening to Chu Qiuci's words, Beitang Xiaotian said confidently.

Chu Qiuci wanted to say a few more words, but when he saw that Beitang Xiaotian had already turned around, he had to sigh and turn around and leave the back hall.

And after Chu Qiuci left, Beitang Xiaotian suddenly turned around, looked at Chu Qiuci's back and nodded slightly.

In the middle of the second day, Beitang Xiaotian stayed in Xueyuan Pavilion until very late before starting to return to Yuntian Mansion with a few guards, and on the way back, more than ten black-clothed people suddenly flashed out of the surrounding alleys, several guards could not react and were hacked to death by random knives, while the rest of the black-clothed people threw their weapons at the sedan chair at the same time, and soon the sedan chair was "pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows". Blood seeped through the bottom of the car and was left out.

"How is it so easy?" said the man in black who led the way to the sedan chair, stretched out his hand to pull up the sedan curtain, but found that although the person sitting inside looked somewhat similar, it was obviously not Beitang Xiaotian.

At the same time, countless torches suddenly lit up all around, and soon a large number of Northern Forbidden Army cultivators flashed out from everywhere, surrounding more than a dozen black-clothed people in the middle.

Beitang Xiaotian walked in front of the cultivators with a long sword in his hand at this moment, raised his hand and pointed the long sword at the black-clothed man in the lead and asked, "Say, who are you, why do you want to attack my Beitang family?"

"I am an undead soul in the underworld, and I have come to ask for your life from the Beitang family!" said the leader of the man in black as he raised the long sword in his hand and rushed towards Beitang Xiaotian.

At the same time that the black-clothed leader rushed towards the North Hall Xiaotian, the other black-clothed people also fought with the surrounding cultivators, and for a while, all kinds of magic circle spells and burning rune paper flew all over the sky, and the night was reflected as if it were day.

The black-clothed leader urged the spell while rushing towards Beitang Xiaotian, and soon ice picks were erected on the ground, and Beitang Xiaotian seemed to ignore these ice picks at all, stepping on the ice picks and pulling out his long sword and rushing towards the black-clothed leader, at the same time, his feet gathered spiritual power, and the ice picks that came out of the ground were broken one by one.

The long swords of the two gathered spiritual power quickly collided together, and Beitang Xiaotian suddenly exerted his strength, pressed down the black-clothed leader, and approached to check the black-clothed leader's face, but what puzzled him was that although he had some impressions of this immature face, he couldn't remember who this person was.

The black-clothed leader, who was pressed to his knees by Beitang Xiaotian, was completely at a disadvantage, and he had to use his strength to roll to the side, holding his long sword across his chest and preparing to resist Beitang Xiaotian's next round of attack.

"If you can resist the sword I just had, your cultivation will definitely have the Yuan Infant Stage, and there are only about a hundred and so Yuan Infant Stage cultivators in the Great Yuan, how can I have no impression of you? Seeing that your moves are very similar to mine, I said, who are you?" After the sword was cut into the air, Beitang Xiaotian did not rush to attack, but pointed his sword at the black-clothed leader and asked.

"Who am I? I am a soul who did not die more than twenty years ago, and I have come to you to pay for my life. The black-clothed leader said excitedly, and then brandished his long sword and rushed towards Beitang Xiaotian.

This time, the black-clothed leader's action was much faster than before, obviously applying the cloud-piercing technique, and for the number of attack paths of the black-clothed man, Beitang Xiaotian seemed to have already seen through it, after he also applied cloud-piercing to himself, he injected more spiritual power into his long sword, and soon the sword body in Beitang Xiaotian's hand exuded a cold aura, and the place where the sword blade pointed was frozen in ice.

The black-clothed leader also injected spiritual power into his long sword, and his long sword soon exuded a cold aura, but it was much worse than Beitang Xiaotian.

After the two rushed back and forth for a few rounds, the black-clothed leader gradually only had the power to parry, but Beitang Xiaotian became more and more courageous, and soon he found a flaw in the man in black, and slashed the man in black with a knife, and the small half of the body of the man in black was directly frozen, and his movement became inconvenient. Beitang Xiaotian took the opportunity to inject spiritual power into his long sword again, and slashed towards the head of the black-clothed leader.

At this moment, an ice wall suddenly stood up on the ground, and Beitang Xiaotian's sword slashed into the ice wall and delayed his action a little, and at this time, an old woman suddenly appeared, this old woman was agile, and she didn't look like she was seventy or eighty years old at all. She took advantage of the slow gap in the fall of the Beitang Xiaotian Sword to save the injured leader of the men in black.

Although Beitang Xiaotian slashed the air with a sword, he took advantage of the situation to gather spiritual power with his other hand and slapped the old woman's back with one palm. The old woman's wounded actions were a little deformed, but she still helped the black-clothed leader to rush towards the periphery of the encirclement, and the remaining living black-clothed people also rushed to the direction of the old woman's escape, making a gap before her.

How could Beitang Xiaotian let these assassins escape, he immediately chased after him, and the old woman took out a box in her arms and threw it at the back, and soon tens of millions of ice spikes shot out of the box, these ice spikes seemed to have spiritual power and charms, and the people who were shot immediately became sluggish, and some were even directly frozen into ice sculptures.

Seeing this, Beitang Xiaotian immediately waved the long sword in his hand, and the long sword spun and knocked away a large number of ice spikes, although a small number of ice spikes stabbed Beitang Xiaotian, but it was not a big deal.

After the old woman left with the black-clothed leader, the black-clothed people who were left behind drew their swords and killed themselves, but Beitang Xiaotian did not catch a single live mouth.

Beitang Xiaotian gave up the pursuit, and after leaving a small number of guards to carry the corpses, he hurriedly returned to Yuntian Mansion.

After returning to Dao Yuntian Mansion, Beitang Xiaotian immediately found Beitang Xiaoren to discuss, the box thrown by the old woman just now was unknown to others, it was impossible for him not to know, it was the unique secret weapon that the Beiming family was proud of back then, the Blizzard Ice Thorn.

"What, people from the Beiming family?" After hearing Beitang Xiaotian's words, Beitang Xiaoren stood up from his chair excitedly, with an incredible look on his face.

"I'm also strange, the people of the Beiming family almost died that night, and those who didn't find the body except for the Beiming Heavenly Destiny, the only ones left were the Northern Mingtian Feng who was fleeing to the wild and the Beiying Tianxue who had just been born, who is this old woman?" Beitang Xiaotian said with some doubts.