The servant sword obediently went back to her side room to sleep, Qian Qingjian put Shi Potian's body in the bed, sat against the wall, and then spit out a few lines of qi to extinguish the candle flame in the room, and the window paper immediately brightened, which was caused by the moonlight tonight. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, both indoors and outdoors became extremely quiet, except for the chirping of the newborn summer insects. Old Devil Qian sighed and thought, "If Ding Jue or Bei Haishi come, what should I do about this?"

With his martial arts, of course, he is not afraid of anyone breaking in, but once someone really breaks in, his existence will inevitably be discovered, and then in the future, it will be difficult for Shi Potian's fate to develop according to another life.

Once Shi Potian can't increase his internal strength in the order of another life, can he finally practice the Taixuan Sutra?

When Lao Qian was struggling, he only heard the sound of clothes and wind in the yard, yes, this must be Ding Jue's little girl, who is coming, if she doesn't come sooner or later, she just comes at this juncture, it's really enough to add to the chaos.

The window was soft, and the window had been pried open from the outside, and the person who picked the window was very skilled, and I don't know if he was often pried the window, or if he was only familiar with the window of Shi Potian's room.

A touch of moonlight shot into the room, a graceful black shadow jumped in, and the moonlight was immediately separated from the outdoors by the closed window, and a fragrant breeze rushed to the side of the bed with the black shadow, accompanied by a warm and suppressed soft call: "Brother Tian, I'm here." ”

How could Qian Qingjian let her interfere with her luck, and immediately set up a three-foot qi wall next to the bed.

This "cloth into a gang" kung fu was originally something that no one could do except for the Shaolin sweeping monks in the Northern Song Dynasty. But Qian Laomo, who has more than 300 years of internal strength, has lived for hundreds of years, and has learned to move the world, has done it.

There are two main points in this hand, one is that the internal force needs to be high enough, and the other is to master certain skills.

Although he was unable to see the sweeping monk's divine skills with his own eyes, Qian Qingjian felt that the sweeping monk's internal strength might not be higher than that of the void bamboo, otherwise he would not have been broken by Xiao Feng's eighteen palms of the dragon descending and broke the qi wall and broke three ribs.

However, the internal force of Xuzhu Duan Yu and the two of them is also shocking the past and the present, why can't they casually lay out a wall of qi to defend against the plots of Gu Mozhi, Ding Chunqiu and others? The answer is very simple, two words, no.

Therefore, this kind of cloth gas formation requires a certain skill, this skill needs to be pondered, practiced, and a step-by-step process.

Back in front of him, as soon as the wall of Qian Laomo's qi came out, Ding Jueke was stunned, seeing a black shadow sitting on the bed, thinking that Shi Potian was practicing in the dark, he wanted to lean over and kiss him on the cheek, but found that his whole body couldn't take a step forward, and he was stunned, what happened?

If this was on other occasions, she would have to exclaim loudly, but this is the Changle Gang, and she is not open, so how dare she shout?

She came to find Shi Potian, and she always came and went quietly, because she knew that if Bei Haishi found out, Doctor Pei would definitely hinder her from communicating with Brother Tian.

But this scene is too pervasive, less than three feet from the bedside, and there is obviously nothing in between, why can't you walk over?

She had the audacity to stretch out an arm and push forward, um? nothing.

Qian Qingjian laughed secretly in his heart, when Ding Jue stretched out his hand, he removed the qi wall in front of her arm, alas, the long night is long, teasing this little girl is regarded as a relief from boredom.

In fact, Lao Qian is also a happy and helpless act in this way, even if he doesn't plan to tease anyone, Ding Jue has already come, and if he comes, he needs to deal with it properly, and if he doesn't handle it well, he will give up all his efforts.

Sure enough, Ding Jue pushed nothing down, and walked forward again, but this walk was once again blocked by an invisible softness. What the hell is this? Ding Jue was about to cry in fright, and asked softly in a trembling voice, "Brother Tian, is it you?"

Qian Lao Mo didn't answer, and he didn't plan to take advantage of the oil and eat tofu, anyway, the Shi Potian in this house is not the original Shi Zhongyu, everyone should stay away.

Ding Jue couldn't get a reply, but he was even more afraid, he couldn't help but retreat, turned his head and wanted to leave the same way, but when he turned around, he found that he couldn't walk outside, and tried to rush left and right, but the result was the same, there was an invisible soft force blocking the body, and reaching out to push but couldn't push anything, and he couldn't kick anything when he raised his foot to kick, so he could only stand in place.

In this situation, if she still can't think of the legendary "ghost hitting the wall", then she is not an ancient person. Ding Jue was so frightened that he couldn't hold his urine anymore, his teeth gurgled, and he begged for mercy in a low voice: "Great Immortal...... I'm Ding Jue, I haven't done anything bad, and I haven't offended you, please let me go. ”

Qian Lao Mo still didn't speak, he wanted to see how bold this little girl was, but he didn't know that in this case, the more no one spoke, the more terrifying and terrifying it became.

Sure enough, Ding Jue begged for mercy twice in a row, but failed to get a response, only frightened and scattered, and actually fainted, and slowly withered under the squeeze of the qi wall around his body.

Old Devil Qian let her faint and ignored her, and the habit of pity and cherishing jade is an exception here. This girl's heart is ruthless, after she knows that Shi Potian and Shi Zhongyu are two people who look the same, in order to get Shi Zhongyu's life, she does not hesitate to let Shi Potian die, completely ignoring Shi Potian's various benefits to her, what is the use of this kind of selfish woman, no matter how beautiful she looks?

Not hurting her is already the most magnanimous attitude. Lao Qian's plan is that as long as he is around tomorrow, he can put Ding Jue next to Shi Potian, and then cover the two of them with a big quilt, and hide out to watch the development of the situation.

It's just that as the saying goes, nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, and Qian Laomo's wishful thinking has not been realized.

At dawn, the servant Jian walked out of the side room as promised, holding a folded set of women's clothes in his hand, and was startled when he saw Ding Jue lying on the ground, but since the fairy uncle didn't say it, she didn't dare to ask more, so she pushed the door according to the uncle's instructions last night and went straight to the Zhenjiang Inn.

After the sword left, when the sky was brighter, the incense masters of the Changle Gang took turns to come to the door to greet them, and without the sword answering, the silence in the room made these incense masters very strange, but they still didn't dare to enter the room, just lingered at the door and refused to leave.

At this time, Bei Haishi came back, saw many incense owners here, and hurriedly asked what happened, everyone talked about the things from last night to today, Bei Haishi pondered for a moment, waved his hand and said: "You have the right to step down, wait for the old man to visit the helper's injury, and then make a final decision." ”

After everyone retreated, Bei Haishi saw that there was no one left and right, so he said loudly: "Helper, my subordinates listened to what those incense masters said, saying that the servant sword left the helm without permission, and the helper had lost the person who took care of him, and the helper had not been able to speak, and the subordinates were really scared and worried, and allowed the subordinates to enter the house to take a look, and asked the helper to forgive." ”

He knew that no one would answer this, but the surface article had to be complete, so that even if something went wrong, it would not be unreasonable.

After explaining this scene, Bei Haishi pushed the door in.

The moment the door opened and the sunlight shone in, Qian Qingjian knew that the plan he had worked so hard for decades might have come to naught.