Cao Yuanhui was born at the third order, so it was naturally easy to deal with these foundation building cultivators.

The figure flew by, treading water without a trace, the cloud sword technique was perfect, the bright sword light was intertwined, reflecting the lake, the herring fish gang cultivators shouted in horror and ran for their lives, but no one escaped this catastrophe, and was killed by Cao Yuanhui in a few breaths.

The blood gradually dispersed in the lake, and the corpses sank into the cold water.

Cao Yuanhui stood on the deck, his brows furrowed, the shriveled figure of the three elders stood in the wind, the wind blew the robe, and the Dao broke empty, making him even more lean, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and the cold light flickered.

"Strange, this time we plan to be secret, deliberately plan to plan, lure the Blue Fish Gang out, and then kill all these people in the Blue Fish Gang in one fell swoop, which will hurt the Blue Fish Gang a lot, only He Dao Chang in the city knows this plan, why would the Blue Fish Gang find out?"

The three elders were puzzled, seeing that these cultivators of the Blue Fish Gang were coming violently, they should have discovered them, but they were all shrimp soldiers and crab generals who came, wasn't this sending them to death? Why did the Blue Fish Gang arrange it like this? Is it just for the sake of temptation?

"I'm also very strange, our whereabouts are nowhere to be found, and those who know about this plan in the door are also on the boat, so it is impossible to disclose it, so it is said that the Blue Fish Gang should not be aware ......of it," Cao Yuanhui doubted.

"But it doesn't matter, this plan has been accomplished, even if the Blue Fish Gang finds out at this time, it won't change anything! We quickly docked and used thunder to quickly solve the problem......," the third elder sneered with relief.

Fang Yue's Yang Soul didn't get too close to the big ship, but he could barely hear a few words, and his heart was cold.

I am not a fake hostage and fake bait, for the Blue Fish Gang it is a bait to lure out He Guangchen, and for the Yin Puppet Gate, it is also a bait for the Blue Fish Gang to send out a net to catch it all, a double-sided bait......

Have you ever considered how bait feels? It turns out that you are really an orphan, and no one cares whether you live or die.

Death and life are insignificant, He Guangchen didn't care about his life, he also kindly informed He Guangchen, now it seems that He Guangchen informed the Yin Puppet Gate and decided on this plan, and he seemed to have become a victim.

The Yin Puppet Sect had already calculated, but it didn't care about him, in fact, he sent a random innate master, and after he was caught to ensure that he could lure out the Blue Fish Gang, he could easily help him solve the crisis.

However, there was no such arrangement, and it was up to him to survive on his own, if he did not, he would surely die.

This feeling is so bad, very sad that he can't help but have some urge to take revenge on society.

Fang Yue withdrew his yang soul and sat on the chair in a daze, as if he was fascinated by listening to the girl's piano music, and then smiled bitterly, his somewhat gloomy eyes gradually became sharper, in this case, it is better to bait and become a fisherman......

Fang Yue stabilized his mind, gave the girl two spirit stones, and asked the girl to continue to play and sacrifice the yang soul again.

The yang soul turned into an emperor and flew to the direction of the Dao Chengfu in the city, observing the movements of the two people, the yang soul flew very high, avoiding being discovered by the innate master, the innate master's divine sense extended up to three hundred meters, and the yang soul was found without worry.

Yang Soul looked down and saw that in the direction of Daocheng Mansion, nearly forty people were engaged in a fierce pursuit battle.

There are more than a dozen people on the pursuing side, all of them in blue power suits, embroidered with a golden dragon and cloud map on their backs, they are undoubtedly the innate masters of the city capture of the Daocheng Mansion, and one of the middle-aged people wearing a crown and a gilded white robe is Li Qingyi, the main force of the mansion.

Li Qingyi was burly, holding a long-handled moon wheel slash (similar to Guan Gong's knife), and led a group of city catchers to pursue more than 20 innate masters of the Qingyu Gang, and the Qingyu Gang retreated while fighting and ran to the south of the city.

Although the Qingyu Gang is outnumbered, and its strength is slightly stronger than that of the Daocheng Mansion, they dare not compete with the Daocheng Mansion.

For a time, swords and swords flew over the city.

And He Guangchen, who was the target of the Qingyu Gang's ambush and siege this time, seemed to be a person who was fine.

He had no intention of participating in the battle, standing on the top of the highest heyday building in Qingyu City, standing on one foot, his clothes were flying, he was clear and wanted to fly, his eyes were calm and waveless, and he looked at everything below with cold eyes.

Li Qingyi glanced at He Guangchen at the top of the Gaoli Quansheng Building with dissatisfaction.

Although as the lord of Daocheng Mansion, his duty lies, and it is impossible to ignore it when he knows this, He Guangchen is too immoral and stands by and watches, which makes him feel as if he is being used by He Guangchen.

But since he has already started to do it, it is impossible to stop halfway, where is the majesty of the Dao Palace?

Li Qingyi led people to chase after the Qingyu Gang all the way, getting farther and farther away.

It wasn't until he was almost out of sight that He Guangchen tapped his toes, and the ancient sword flew out, overflowing with brilliance, pointing at the sword in his left hand and holding the sword in his right hand.

Li Qingyi pursued the Qingyu Gang and the other masters to the shore of Qingyu Lake, and the Qingyu Gang could escape from the waterway.

At this time, two big ships suddenly arrived, and more than a dozen innate masters jumped out of the big ship with yin puppets, and more than a dozen innate masters plus more than a dozen yin puppets with innate strength were more than thirty innate masters, blocking the escape route of the herring fish gang.

Later, there were more than a dozen Daocheng Mansion masters such as Li Qingyi, and there were more than 30 innate masters of the Yin Puppet Gate in front of them, and the masters of the Qingyu Gang had nowhere to go, and they were chilled, and they knew very well that this time they had been tricked, and the Yin Puppet Gate came prepared.

They were very puzzled, they were secretive, why did the Yin Puppet Gate and He Guangchen notice it first?

At this time, there is no way out, only to fight.

The three parties fought in the grass and sand by the lake, the sound of sword clashing was endless, the sword light and sword shadow, the streamer shot fiercely, and the shouts of killing were all together, and sometimes some people screamed and fell to the ground.

He Guangchen arrived, standing lightly on a bamboo tip the thickness of chopsticks, his clothes fluttering, his body was stable, moving with the swaying of the bamboo, leisurely, quietly watching the battle in the grass beach, his expression was calm, without the slightest fluctuation.

At this time, Fang Yue had already left Yuehualou and came to the bamboo forest not far from the grass beach, paying close attention to the battle situation.

"This time, the Yin Puppet Gate is really well prepared, it seems that the group of people in the Qingyu Gang have been planted!I don't know if we can make some gains!" Fang Yue looked at the fierce battle coldly and muttered to himself.

His eyes suddenly paused, and he saw a figure standing on the bamboo top not far away, wasn't that his master He Guangchen?

"He's laid-back, he doesn't have any intention of joining the war, he's really an anomaly!" Fang Yue scolded.

As soon as the words fell, his brows furrowed, and he felt as if someone was peeping behind him.

He obviously had a feeling of being stared at, and this feeling of being stared at made him a little frightened, and when he looked back, the bamboo forest was as black as ink, and his divine sense probed and did not find anything abnormal.

"Is it an illusion?" Fang Yuehu muttered to himself, and was about to withdraw his gaze and divine sense, but suddenly heard a creaking sound not far away, as if the withered bamboo in the accumulated leaves had been trampled on, and when he stared closely, there was a bright light a few meters away.

The light flickered, but he saw it clearly, and dared to grope for it.

When I came to the position where there was a bright light just now, this was a relatively open flat land in a bamboo forest, full of dead leaves, and there was nothing abnormal, but there was a large bag of dead leaves piled up in the middle of the open land, like a bulge on the ground.

He was not mistaken about the light just now, but he was surprised to come here and find nothing.

He cautiously walked to the side of the dirt bag, drew his sword and slashed it casually, only to hear a pop, the sound was not like slashing the soil, but like cutting a piece of cloth, and the dirt bag in front of him disappeared suddenly.

I saw a slightly chubby man prostrate on the ground under a transparent cloth, his ass pouting, his movements were a little funny, and he was holding a shadow ball and a rectangular glowing thing in his hand.

The slightly chubby man was dressed in a gray robe, and looked to be about thirty years old.

may be forced to make a living all year round tired and running, the face is sallow, the whole person is listless, the eyes are bloodshot, the numb and hesitant eyes, as if they have been smoothed out by the boring and hopeless life, about thirty years old, but the temples are gray, a little not in line with the vicissitudes of age.

Hearing the poof, the middle-aged man looked up in shock, and saw Fang Yue standing in front of him, looking at each other, embarrassed, with an embarrassed and bitter smile on his face, and there was a sense of being a thief.

Fang Yue pointed his sword at the middle-aged man's eyebrows, and suddenly became excited, his eyes sharp.

Shocked and puzzled, he asked, "Who are you, why are you here, what are you doing?"

"I ...... I am the left knife of the Youfang Palace, and I am responsible for collecting wind and recording the legendary stories of the rivers and lakes.

The young man has something to say, the small ones are old and young, they all rely on collecting wind and recording stories to support their families and eat together, there is no malice, it is not easy to eat in these years, why should the young man be embarrassed in the next ......" The middle-aged man said nervously, his eyes staring at the sword shining with cold light, his face full of bitterness.

"Nonsense, you're holding a mobile phone in your hand, don't think I don't know, say, what the hell are you doing?"

How could Fang Yue believe the other party's words, he thought that the other party might be a wind picker, but the other party was holding a mobile phone, and others didn't know him but knew him, and the other party was also a traverser nine times out of ten, with ulterior motives.

"Uh...... This ......"

The middle-aged man was speechless, his eyes became dim, his smile overflowed with bitterness, his spirit seemed to be drained away, and the whole person was degraded, and he had no love, but suddenly thought of those eager family members, and gradually became firm.

"It's just a part-time job, and writing stories is the main job, in order to support ......the family," the middle-aged man said with a wry smile.

Fang Yue was stunned, but thinking that he had a lot of secrets, if it was revealed by this middle-aged man, he was afraid that he would be killed, so he immediately said: "I can understand this, but you must not spread my affairs, and you must not record my affairs in the future, you swear blood now, otherwise I will have to kill people!"

"Okay! I swear......" The middle-aged man swore a blood oath helplessly.

Fang Yue nodded with satisfaction, turned around and left, there was no need to embarrass the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man watched Fang Yue leave freely, and smiled helplessly, not knowing what kind of hardships and dangers and wonderful life Fang Yue would experience in the future, but his story could only end here, and could not be recorded anymore......

After recording for so long, he also has feelings, looking at Fang Yue's back, he silently said to take care.

Picking up the phone, his fingers trembling, his face distorted, and he pressed three words at the end of the chapter in despair.

End of book!

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I'm sorry, but that's the end of the book, and Knife is deeply sorry.

I'm sorry for all of you who have been supporting me to write down and vote for rewards, but I am also helpless, my grades are too poor, and Xiaodao has passed the age of desperate for his dreams, and he has to support his family, and he is forced to be helpless, and it is difficult to say anything......

This book knife has paid a lot, I think the subject matter is not bad, and I do my best to write it, but it is stronger than people, maybe because the strength is not enough, I may not be sure...... To be honest, when I wrote the words "the whole book is finished", it was really uncomfortable, and I didn't want to do it......

Hey, I don't know what to say, thank you for your support, I'm sorry......

If everyone wants to scold me or something, I admit it, it's my fault! Thank you for your support!

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