The golden light is gone, and there is no trace of it!

Bai Cheng couldn't help but show a wry smile, this was already the second opponent after Nangong Ling to escape with the talisman. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He originally thought that Nangong Ling could escape from him, but it was just because he was not familiar with this kind of talisman and couldn't react for a while.

Today, as soon as he sensed that the situation was wrong, he immediately used his sword to take out his sword, but he was still a step slower, it seemed that this kind of talisman was not as easy to crack as he thought.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help frowning, if they are all such opponents in the future, then how to fight, it seems that he has to find a way to crack this kind of talisman.

Bai Cheng didn't know that this kind of talisman used to save his life was extremely precious, and Nangong Ling and the black-robed man were given this talisman because of their extremely high status and deep background. Even so, after these two people obtained the talisman, they cherished their lives, and they would never use it until the moment of life and death.

He couldn't kill the black-robed man, but he wasn't too depressed, because the sword he stabbed the black-robed man's right chest went deep into his heart, and even if the black-robed man cultivated high, he had to lie down honestly for a while. Therefore, as long as this black-robed man is a person from the White Tiger Inner Camp, it is not difficult for him to find it.

The night was deep, the clouds had dispersed, and the sky was revealing a waning moon, and under the moonlight, the surroundings were as calm as water.

The black-robed man is not good, and Bai Cheng is also not good, neither of them is willing to expose tonight's actions, so when the two of them fought just now, they all kept silent, and their moves were silent, although the fight was fierce, but it did not make the slightest sound, and the students in the neighborhood did not notice it at all.

Bai Cheng returned to the house, and Wu Youde's body was lying on the ground, blood dripping from his mouth, and his neck hung limply to the side, bent at a strange angle.

The original purpose of his trip was to kill Wu Youde, but with the black-robed man doing it for him, he didn't have to do it again. It's just that the black-robed man has bad intentions and wants to sow discord, so he fraudulently used Zhao Shirong's martial arts, but Bai Cheng couldn't ignore this.

Bai Cheng looked at Wu Youde's corpse, and felt a little worried in his heart.

Although he is quick-witted, he is not good at this kind of intrigues, and he doesn't know how to deal with it for a while.

After a while, Bai Cheng suddenly stroked his palms and smiled: "Now the clock is not beating, but going to smelt copper! Let Zhao Shirong not ask for advice, what am I thinking about here." ”

Thinking of this, Bai Cheng lifted Wu Youde's corpse with his right hand, extinguished the candle with a wave of his left hand, and flashed out of the hall with a little tiptoe, soaring into the sky, crossing the courtyard wall, and going straight to the Yiwei courtyard where Zhao Shirong was.

Under the moonlight, a tall figure appeared in the small courtyard, dressed in a robe of mutton fat jade, with long black hair, and his clothes were like snow, not stained with fine dust.

The man stepped into the house and saw half of the truncated knife stuck in the wall, and the other half of the truncated knife falling to the ground.

With a shake of his left palm, the half-cut knife that fell to the ground floated up as if someone was holding it, and landed in his palm, holding the handle of the knife with his left hand, and stretching out two fingers with his right hand, clamping the blade, and pulling it with strength.

The pale cyan blade suddenly made a clattering sound, and the color of the blade changed accordingly, gradually turning into a dark cyan.

The man sighed lightly and said, "Sure enough, it is made of ten thousand years of green empty wood! This is strange, there is such a sharp sword in the world, which can cut ten thousand years of green empty wood in two!"

As he spoke, the other half of the severed knife was drawn from the wall and floated towards his hand.

This person put the two severed knives in his sleeves, turned around and walked out of the door, and said to himself: "I have to talk to Lu Gufan, what kind of messy people are put in the White Tiger Hall, and this is not the way to raise fish." ”

Bai Cheng carried Wu Youde's body and walked towards Zhao Shirong's residence.

In the middle of the night, there was no one around, and he did not hide his cultivation, he used his qi and blood with all his strength, and performed the light skill of ""eight steps to catch cicadas", and strode quickly, like a green smoke drifting by.

Along the way, a few students happened to see it, but they only found a black shadow flashing, and they couldn't see it clearly.

A moment later, Bai Cheng came to the Yiwei courtyard, and his body was vertical and fell into the courtyard.

The lights in the courtyard went out, and it was pitch black.

It was the first time Bai Cheng had come to Zhao Shirong's residence. The layout of the courtyard is similar to the small courtyard where he lives, with three rooms: east, west, and north.

He didn't know where Zhao Shirong lived, so he casually picked three leaves from the tree, flicked his fingers, and the leaves flew straight towards the window lattices of the three rooms.

"Poof, poof, poof" three muffled sounds, and the leaves hit the window lattice, making three muffled sounds.

In the east side of the house, someone whispered, "Who?"

Although it was just one word, Bai Cheng had already heard that it was Zhao Shirong's voice, and said in a low voice: "Senior Sister Zhao, it's me!"

There was silence in the room, and after a few moments, the red candle was lit.

With a "squeak", the door opened halfway, and a pink shadow stepped out of the room.

Zhao Shirong was dressed in a pink silk robe, his long hair was scattered and draped over his shoulders, with a lazy expression that was half asleep and half awake, as if he was half asleep and half awake, he walked into the courtyard, was slightly surprised, and asked, "Why is Senior Brother Bai here tonight?" Did Fang Yingkan send someone to do it?"

She once told Bai Cheng that if she couldn't resist Fang Ying's manpower, she could take refuge in Yiwei Courtyard, so she asked this question.

Bai Cheng pressed his palm, made a silent gesture, pointed to Wu Youde who was lying on the ground, and said, "Senior sister, look!"

Zhao Shirong didn't have the ability to see at night, and it wasn't until Bai Cheng reminded him that he found Wu Youde's body, and his face couldn't help but change.

She frowned slightly, bowed her head and bent over, held up Wu Youde's wrist, put a finger on the ruler, her face was a little serious, and asked, "You killed him?"

Bai Cheng shook his head and said, "Although the junior brother wanted to kill him, he was taken advantage of before he could make a move. ”

Zhao Shirong was stunned and asked, "Who is it?"

Bai Cheng didn't answer, but changed his words and said, "Senior Sister Zhao might as well touch the gap between his neck." ”

Zhao Shirong sighed softly, it seemed a little strange, but he still did what Bai Cheng said, his fingers were like green onions, and he put it between Wu Youde's neck.

In an instant, Zhao Shirong's face turned cold, and he said, "East China Sea Flowing Cloud Sleeve!"

Bai Cheng said: "The junior brother also saw that the person's martial arts were somewhat similar to Senior Sister Zhao, so he brought the corpse, but I didn't expect it to be the kung fu of Liuyun Shuisleeve." ”

Zhao Shirong sighed softly and said: "It's not a little similar, but exactly the same, except for some gaps in the depth of skills, the strength moves are not bad at all." ”

Bai Cheng said in surprise: "The little one doesn't know yet, there are still people in the White Tiger Hall who are good at this kung fu." ”

Zhao Shirong shook his head and said: "The East China Sea Liuyun Sleeve is the inheritance of my family, don't say the White Tiger Camp, even in the capital, I am the only one who can do this." ”

Bai Chengqi said: "This is strange, could it be that someone is stealing from school?"

Zhao Shirong shook his head again and said, "The East China Sea Liuyun Sleeve is practiced by secret methods, and it is useless to just steal the moves, unless..." )