"Why did you poison me so much in the food?"

"Where have I sinned against you!"

Hearing this, Ruan Zun thundered like five thunderbolts, thinking of Lu Tianhao's strange painful expression before, and hurriedly said: "I didn't! How could I poison you!" Looking around, I saw the owner of the small shop and a guy huddled in the corner, trembling. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Obviously, Lu Tianhao's strange performance frightened them.

Ruan Zun took the wine glasses and bowls in front of Lu Tianhao and sniffed them carefully, he was now extremely sensitive to his senses, but he had not developed any signs of toxins.

It's just that Lu Tianhao is getting more and more painful, and the black demonic qi on his body is getting thicker and thicker. He fell to his knees suddenly, stretched his arms, and howled to the sky. Then he tore his shirt, revealing a body of tendon muscles, and at this time, those muscles were also twitching in pain, swelling, twisting, and the swelling blood vessels protruded on the muscles and muscles.

However, the momentum he showed was becoming more and more amazing.

This face, this momentum, this demonic energy, how dare you be so familiar with your feet?

An inexplicable light flashed in Ruan Zun's mind, and he thought of the jackal dog in the Colosseum in Shinshu City. The same pain, the same struggle, the same sudden change in momentum.

That beast was only promoted by licking its own blood.

Own blood, own blood, blood ......

Swear by blood......

Ruan Zun looked at the bandaged cloth strip on his left wrist that was still soaked in some blood, and a lot of pain suddenly appeared in his eyes. His own blood qi should only have an impact on spirit beasts and demonic qi, Huzi, he, he......

Lu Tianhao had almost lost his mind, Ruan Zun hurriedly withdrew with the shopkeeper and Xiao Er, threw out some money to them as compensation, and hurried back to the store.

Lu Tianhao calmed down a lot at this time, he was using his spiritual power to suppress the madness caused by the upheaval, and his eyes changed from blood red just now to ordinary light red. There was a lot of doubt in his eyes, and when he saw Ruan Zun come in, he beckoned to him, "Xiao Er, I'm sorry, I was a little strange just now, I lost my temper with you, and complained about you." ”

"Huzi, what's wrong with you?" although I guessed it, I still have to confirm it.

Lu Tianhao poured himself a large glass of wine, drank it all, and let out a long breath, "I have been promoted, from an intermediate spirit to a senior spirit master." As if he had let go of a big burden, he beckoned Ruan Zun to sit down, "It's really an inexplicable promotion, I've only been an intermediate spirit warrior for half a month!"

"The secret method of the Heavenly Master Sect is indeed an infinite divine effect!" Lu Tianhao had already turned his surprise into joy, the color of pain gradually calmed down, and the spirit of the whole person seemed to have been raised to a new level, and the white light emitted by the fluctuation of spiritual power on his body was also dazzling.

Sure enough, he was promoted to a high-level spiritual priest.

should have been happy for him, but Ruan Zun now felt that his nose was sour, and he had mixed feelings.

Of course, strength can bring dignity, but Lu Tianhao, is he really good?

The situation in the store gradually calmed down, and Lu Tianhao threw a large ingot of silver to the shopkeeper and Xiao Er, which was regarded as compensation. His heart turned from surprise to joy, and he told them to continue drinking, ready to have another drink with Ruan Zun.

But at this moment, a man in black hurriedly came over, and then whispered a few words in Lu Tianhao's ear. The latter looked shocked and asked, "Really?"

The man in black whispered, "That's right, we have brothers who have seen him near the Valley of the Heavenly Edge. ”

Although he lowered his voice, it was very low, but Ruan Zun still barely heard it.

Lu Tianhao stood up, "Little Er, I have something to do, and a brother under my hand has discovered him...... The Holy Hand scholar Xiao Rang...... When you come to his house, do you have a grudge to avenge him, or do you want to do something else? If you have a grudge, I will avenge it with you. ”

"No, not necessarily. Ruan Zun smiled and refused, he and Na Xiao Rang had never met, what kind of grudge could they have? If there was any intersection, the matter was still caused by Ling Xichen and them. He just felt curious, a person whose strength was no more than a junior spirit warrior could enter and exit the Heavenly Rim Valley independently, and interact with the strange spirit beasts inside, killing people to feed them, such a person must have extraordinary means in his hands.

Moreover, this person, this person seems to be one of the one hundred and eight generals of the Water Margin?

Lu Tianhao: They said goodbye and left. Ruan Zun ate a little, and under the frightened eyes of the shopkeeper and Xiao Er, he slowly walked into the night and returned to the spiritual courtyard.

Judging from the existing indications, this Xiao Rang should be in order to raise the two-headed spirit snake, going back and forth between Tianyuan Valley and Xinzhou City. Every time he killed a spiritual priest, he secretly took the corpse to raise it, and after the corpse was eaten, he secretly sneaked back and killed again. His matter has attracted the attention of the Shinshu Castle government, and a reward notice has been posted. And he also relied on the means of fake calligraphy and painting, and made a lot of money, and his family background should be relatively rich, maybe there are other people in his hands, such as Jin Dajian, who committed crimes with him.

But why, why are there so many spiritual warriors and so many strong people in Shinshu City, at least he hasn't been caught yet?

Thinking about it, suddenly he felt that he should go back and take another look.

So he turned around and walked towards Xiao Rang's house again.

The dilapidated book alley is still the same, but now there is no ambush from those Heavenly Daoist spirits.

Therefore, even if he pushed open the door and walked into the dilapidated courtyard, Ruan Zun couldn't feel the connection and aura he felt before, all he felt was bursts of bloody aura.

Under the cold moonlight, you can see that there are large patches of blood on the walls and ground in many places in the courtyard, perhaps because it has been a long time, and the rancid smell has faded, but the bloody smell still exists.

There were ready-made torches on the edge of the courtyard, so I took a handful and lit them at random, and looked around.

The courtyard is not big, there is a study on the right side, the study is not small, there are a lot of old paintings, each one is a fine product. Ruan Zun is like walking in a fine exhibition hall of ancient Chinese calligraphy and painting. Among them, there are three imitations of the "Qingming Riverside Picture", which are rolled in the painting tube.

If he hadn't known that these paintings were fakes, he would really have infinite respect for this Xiao Rang.

How did he do that? Even if modern people bring video cameras and video recorders to take pictures of the original paintings and trace them, they can't do it so realistically, right? Not to mention, in this world?

Leaving the study, there is a main hall in front of it, three main rooms, and there is nothing unusual in it, and the furniture is extremely simple.

Ruan Zun tried to use his spiritual power again in order to expand his perception on a large scale, but he still found nothing.

He walked around a few more times, still not finding anything. Eventually, however, he came to a place, next to a well in the courtyard.

It was clearly a dry well, and the bucket next to it had long since been dilapidated, and apparently no one had been fetching water for a long time.

If there's anything left unexplored in this old house, it's under this well. In the books I used to read, there were often stories about hiding corpses at the bottom of the well, hiding treasures at the bottom of the well, and so on. Could it be that the key to this Xiao making him haunted lies under this well?

After throwing a few stones down, it took a while to hear the sound of stones crashing against the wall of the well and finally falling to the bottom of the well. There was no water in the well, and the stones seemed to fall into the dry mud, making a fluttering sound.

Would you like to go down and have a look?

Ruan Zun hesitated for a moment, but decided to go down, with his current strength, facing a junior spiritual warrior, he should still have the power to protect himself. What's more, he also has the sword and the secret of peace.

Holding the sword in his hand, secretly using spiritual power, Ruan Zun lightly touched the wall of the well with his hands and feet, and slowly climbed down.