"People are not here. ”

The Tianzi room was empty, but at this time, a voice sounded without warning, and before the words fell, suddenly three strange figures appeared in the guest room out of thin air. The isolation ban at the door of the guest room still flickered, but it did not play the slightest role in obstructing it.

The purple-robed man with a gloomy face raised his hand to block the sunlight shining in from the window, and the powerful divine consciousness in the Mud Pill Palace erupted, scanning the small guest room through the air.

The purple-robed man's face suddenly turned unkind, he should have found something, and suddenly turned his head to look at a potted plant in the corner. The well-pruned potted plant was overwhelmed by the weight of the divine sense, and it exploded into countless pieces with a snap, and the flying crushed leaves and dirt were wrapped in an invisible force, and floated in the air as if time had stood still.

The purple-robed man reached out and brushed away the broken leaf dirt in front of him, and among the countless broken leaf soil, a white storage bag was particularly dazzling.

Reaching out and grasping the bag in his hand, there was an inconspicuous mark on the bottom of the bag, and it was because of this mark that he was able to track it down.

The purple-robed man reached out and probed, but it was already empty.

"Hehe, this kid named Chang Xi is quite capable, and he actually tricked me, do you think he should be proud? or should he regret it?" The purple-robed man smiled in his tone, but there was no smile on his face, only the other two people who were familiar with his temperament knew that he had completely killed the poor man named Chang Xi.

The purple-robed man rubbed his palm, and the blood in his palm flowed sideways, and the storage bag made a clattering sound, which quickly dissolved into the dirty blood.

"That waste Liu Yuan has this roster in his hand, which records a lot of lists of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons who have lurked in the realm of various states this time, once it is exposed, we may have to be uprooted by the Immortal Dao Alliance. ”

The purple-robed man's face was cloudy, and he said to one of the scholars who looked like a scholar: "I took advantage of Liu Yuan's lack of attention to that roster to mark the special mark of our Blood Spirit Sect. Tong Yuan, you sense whether the roster is intact or not. ”

The scholar who called Tong Yuan put away the paper fan in his hand and answered, and began to perceive the special mark with his unique secret technique. As time passed, Tong Yuan's eyes were closed, and the paper fan in his hand became tighter and tighter, and the paper fan was overwhelmed, and it snapped into several pieces.

As the folding fan that had been crushed into pieces by the huge force fell to the ground, Tong Yuan suddenly opened his eyes.

"How?" asked the purple-robed man.

The purple robe behind Tong Yuan was already half wet, and he calmed down a little and said, "The mark is still intact, so it can be seen that Chang Xi didn't check the roster at all." It's just that it was extremely difficult to perceive the special marks of the sect, as if something was hindering further exploration. ”

"Since the mark can be detected, it means that Chang Xi has not left Luoyang City too far. And within a radius of thousands of miles, I'm afraid that only that place can be shielded for mark exploration. The purple-robed man groaned slightly, but said with a gloomy smile.

The other figure was covered in a wide purple robe, and the sturdy man who was shaped like an iron tower said in an urn voice: "Senior brother, do you mean that mountain mausoleum?"

"Yo, what happened to you today? Could it be that the three Purple Spirit Sect disciples had some elixir mixed with the golden pill to enlighten you?"

Tong Yuan bent down to pick up the paper fan that was broken into several pieces on the ground, and his face was full of pity. Hearing that the brute pillar, who has always had little tendons, was able to understand what the senior brother was talking about this time, he couldn't help but feel very funny, and laughed.

"What's so delicious about those waste Jindan, it's dry and tasteless. ”

Manzhu glanced at Tong Yuan's thin body, which was no longer the thickness of his own arm, with a mouth full of flesh and blood, and said without concealing the desire in his eyes: "If I eat your golden pill, maybe I will be smarter than you." ”

The purple-robed man didn't care about the faint true killing intent between the two of them's words, and spread out a painting scroll in his hand on the table, which was a portrait of Chang Xi, and in the lower right corner of the portrait, there was also a mark that belonged to no one in the Immortal Dao Alliance.

After a few days, the purple-robed man was already familiar with this annoying handsome face, and his brows were furrowed, "Since Qingyun Mountain has already scattered Chang Xi's portrait among the sects outside the Huizhou realm to ask for assistance, he must know something. Once they send someone to help, we don't have much time left. ”

The purple-robed man's face became more and more unkind, the number of people lurking in Cangxi Prefecture among the ten thousand demons was not much, and the manpower had been very tight, and now he had to send a part of the people to hunt down and kill a disciple of Qingyun Mountain who was only in the foundation realm, which made him very uncomfortable.

Tong Yuan glanced at the portrait and said in a deep voice: "I have secretly examined all the people who entered and left the city today, and I have not found any trace of Chang Xi, and it is very likely that he has entered the Bishan Mausoleum in the form of someone else." ”

"If he just escapes, we're going to have to do a little more work. But now that he has entered the Bishan Mausoleum, he has saved me a lot of effort. ”

A sneer appeared on the faces of the three of them, and they all took out small objects from the storage bags and hung them on their chests, flashing with a ghostly light.

It is the seal of the mountain mausoleum!

......

Chang Xi aroused goosebumps without warning, and a feeling as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake lingered in his heart for a long time. Chang Xi was secretly on guard, carefully looking around.

At the moment, he still hasn't revealed his identity, and Qiu Li can't convince him to leave after several persuasions. And they can't figure out where this "Chang'an" came from, and they don't have much friendship with each other. It's okay to talk, but it's impossible to team up and walk together. Qiu Li was on a mission with the sect on this trip, so naturally he would not allow the living to go along.

Judging from the fact that Qiu Li knew so many hidden secrets, Chang Xi could basically be sure that among the several sects that banned the Bishan Mausoleum this time, there must be the shadow of the Shangqing Palace.

In this way, the purpose of the three of Qiu Li must be the inheritance and secret collection of the Bishan Mausoleum. And his purpose was to prioritize finding a teleportation formation that would allow him to return to Huizhou, and the two sides had different intentions, and it was inevitable that they would eventually part ways.

He is now alone, and the others are in a team of two or three, which inevitably stands out from the crowd, many people are well aware of the inside story, and they began to look at Chang Xi with bad intentions, and even some people blatantly made a ruthless gesture of wiping their necks at him.

No matter how good your skin is, if you enter this mountain mausoleum, can you still be regarded as a life flower?

An Xiaqiao's face was flushed, and the corner of her eyes glanced slightly at the handsome man with a sword at his waist behind her, and she had a good impression. Several times in a row, the movements were sneaky for fear of being seen. As if he had made up his mind, he had the courage to tug at the sleeve of the woman in front of him.

The woman looked back and saw that it was Anxia, and asked softly, "Is there anything wrong with Xiao Anxia?"

"Senior Sister An Li, you see that person is so pitiful, he is the only one, shall we pull him along?" An Xia pointed to Chang Xi, who was alone behind him, and said timidly.

An Li looked up, and she noticed the man with the sword when he came, and seeing that he had a good appearance and temperament, she thought that he was the son of a wealthy family who went out to have fun.

I wanted to dispel An Xia's absurd thoughts, but when the words came to my mouth, I couldn't say them for a long time.

Unlike the situation where other sects formed teams of two or three, the team led by An Li was all women. They were born in Cangxi and are disciples of the family. When passing through Luoyang, they suddenly received an order from the family, ordering them to rush to the Bishan Mausoleum immediately, and be sure to find the secret treasure in the Pishan Mausoleum.

Her face was unmoved, but in fact, her heart was not settled at all.

The female disciples of the Cangxi An family are as beautiful as flowers, which is known to everyone in Cangxi Prefecture, and An Li has long been accustomed to enduring all kinds of men's eyes.

But on this trip to the mountain tomb, the unscrupulous gaze that wandered on them was mixed with various desires, and there were even many disciples who claimed to be famous and upright.

Her heart grew cold, and she didn't know what was going on.

The man with the sword had also glanced at them, but to her surprise, the man only glanced at them lightly and then withdrew his gaze, his eyes clear and without the slightest evil thought.

"To be able to have such clear eyes... Presumably... It's not going to be a bad guy, is it?"

An Li bit her red lip lightly, and then Lianbu moved lightly and walked towards Chang Xi.