Chapter 398 Wanyun Young Master (12) The killing begins

The old man was still talking about the river. This is already the third day, and Young Master Bai Juan has already sat in the front row, and he can feel the spring breeze between the old man's words at all times.

Bai Juan eyes were like a pool of clear water, staring at the old man curiously, and his long eyelashes couldn't hide his innocence and curiosity. This is an elusive look, figuring out the meaning of the old man's every word and story. This is an indescribable relationship, hidden in the slight ripples of the pupils.

Bi Hao seemed to listen very carefully. I couldn't guess what was going on in his heart, so I glanced at Bai Juan from time to time, and I didn't want to look away. He couldn't understand why Bai Juan was so concerned about this Zeng Cheng who didn't know how much to do. Listen so seriously, so focused, every time you come early, and the last one goes.

The old man is very attentive to what he says, the metaphor of the image, the analysis of entry, and even the magic he has used, all of which are casually transformed when telling the story.

"That holy worm, frightened by the cold light flying in front of him, ...... wooden chicken." The old man paused as he spoke. Everyone was stunned, waiting for the old man to speak.

Suddenly, all the saints really felt a chill. The cold wind came slowly, blowing away all the remaining warmth on his body, carrying a bitter chill, with a biting cold, from the far sky, and the killing intent was enough to make the soul and mind bow down in front of him.

Not only did all the people who listened to the book shiver, it was so realistic, and in an instant, the warm breath of the entire empty grass froze as if they were afraid of the cold. Everyone's surprised face was actually condensed with a layer of fine sweat in the cold.

The old man's gaze is fixed on the killing airspace, this is a bleak cold, not the cold light in the story, but the real cold. The cold that comes out of the depths of the soul. The sea of consciousness that runs through directly, between one breath and one breath, returns life to the starting point and sends divine consciousness into darkness.

The old man's face suddenly became gloomy, his eyes dimmed, and he was painted with a layer of gray, dead white. It seemed that he wanted to say something, but finally nothing came out. His pale face fell straight back like a piece of wood.

It was true that all the saints were staring at the old man's fallen body. It was a divine consciousness attack, and at the climax of the old man's story, it ended the old man's life in an instant.

In a short gap, a powerful divine sense enveloped the academy. Cheng Chuan appeared on the lawn, his gloomy face hung with a layer of hoarfrost.

There has been no bloodshed in Zengcheng for nearly a year. Fights and quarrels are rare. People who like good things are almost all ruthlessly invited out of Zengcheng, and the city code stipulates that if there is an unfair trade, fight, quarrel and other incidents in Zengcheng, they will be disqualified from entering Zengcheng. In serious cases, all the properties in Zengcheng will be taken over to the city government.

Cheng Chuan didn't expect that it was his own academy that broke this good situation. Cheng Chuan appeared in front of the old man and first glanced at the sage who was listening to the book. "Everyone, wait a minute, after inspecting the scene. You can get out of here."

Bai Juan didn't look at everything that happened in the field, and her beautiful eyelashes stared at the sky without blinking.

Several enforcers appeared beside the old man and took out a crystal ball. The crystal ball flashed red. Everything that happened just now reappeared between the crystal spheres.

An enforcer. A salute to Cheng Chuan. "City Lord, it's a divine sense attack."

"Well, let them go. Check out the city-wide peep crystal. Lock up the killer". Cheng Chuan understood very well that the divine sense attacked, Zeng Cheng's defensive array could not be locked, and after giving the order, he walked towards a beautiful saint woman.

"Cheng Chuan has seen Wanyun Young Master, Bi Young Master". After speaking, he bowed deeply.

Bai Juan retracted his gaze. He saluted Cheng Chuan. "City Lord Cheng, the other party's divine sense attack is too sudden, I only chased a trace of knowledge, about ten miles southeast of here."

"Thanks, young master". Cheng Chuan waved his hand back. Several law enforcement officers disappeared.

Thirteen miles away from Zengcheng, is a teahouse, and the teahouse is a pale cyan building. In a small tearoom with a light and elegant fragrance in the building. Fan Yan indifferently picked up a crystal cup with the fragrance of tea, and withdrew his dark eyes staring into the distant sky.

Who in that academy has such a strong divine sense, and can instantly capture their own divine consciousness waves. It can also be tracked, and if it is not for the defeat of that Dao Divine Consciousness three miles away, that Divine Consciousness can find its own hiding place.

Yu Ying and Jiao Yu sat in the hall under the teahouse, looking at each other puzzled.

Just now, the young master Fan Yan (Mo Ye) went to the bookstore, as if he was looking for the young master Bai Juan, and after entering the "Insect Library" and sucking it, he came out with a gloomy face, and came to this teahouse inexplicably. Yu Ying had no choice but to leave Zhuo Yuan to guard outside the Insect Library. Follow Young Master Fan Yan to the teahouse.

Fan Yan looked at the blue sky with a sneer, recovered his unhappy and unhurried look, took a sip of tea, and walked downstairs.

After walking out of the three miles unhurriedly, he looked at a restaurant that was surrounded by water, and walked into the depths of the street without incident.

As soon as Fan Yan left, a group of saints came over surrounded by Bai Juan and Bi Hao.

"Young Master Bai, you did follow that wisp of divine consciousness here." Bi Hao glared at the eyes of adoration and said flatteringly.

When he was in the bookstore of the Insect Library just now, when Bi Hao reacted, the divine sense attack had already ended. Where that wisp of divine consciousness came from and where it returned, Bi Hao didn't feel it at all, because he had been sleeping in the faint body fragrance on Bai Juan's body. iQue is in its own storyline.

He didn't expect that Bai Juan could capture that wisp of divine consciousness by listening to the book so intently, and he could track it here.

He couldn't have imagined it. Now, Bai Juan's excitement can no longer be suppressed, and his seemingly calm face is shining with nameless sparks and a beating heart.

Originally, the two of them could go back to the inn, but Bai Juan uncharacteristically asked Cheng Chuan to come here to take a look.

Of course, Cheng Chuan was very happy, with Bai Juan's main force to help, it was impossible to ask for it.

The group walked unhurriedly. Bai Juan stood quietly in front of the restaurant and looked back in the direction of the Worm Library. "City Lord Chengchuan, that wisp of divine sense is even farther away."

"It's even farther away, can the young master determine the general scope." Cheng Chuan asked hurriedly.

"Two more miles ahead". Bai Juan said.

"Come, surround the two miles ahead". Cheng Chuan ordered.

When everyone came two miles away, Cheng Chuan was stunned for a moment. "A money bank for the Li people".

Cheng Chuan shook his head. Xiang Li's money bank seems to be ordinary, and the defense is very strict, and he has been boasting to Cheng Chuan that his money bank is a castle in Zeng City.

"Young Master Bai, you are sure that you are here." Cheng Chuan asked.

"It should be, not farther, just around here". While speaking, Bai Juan intentionally or unintentionally glanced at a cyan building not far away.

"Young Master Bai, do you want to go into the money bank with me to have a look." Cheng Chuan Road.

"No, city lord, I'll go to tea with Young Master Bi." Bai Juan said with a smile.

Bi Hao was stunned for a moment, and his face immediately blossomed. "yes, yes, let's go for tea". After speaking, he glanced at the cyan building in the distance.

"Okay, the two young masters, I won't accompany you when you go down to deal with this matter." After Cheng Chuan saluted, he walked towards Qianzhuang.

On a moonlit night, Bai Juan stood quietly in front of the small window of the inn, staring at the clear blue night sky, a layer of floating clouds, blocking half of the moon's face, like a girl's veil of shame, hanging a little shy mystery.

"Young master, do you really think it was Mor's friend who did it." Zhang Jing walked to Bai Juan's side and gently draped Bai Juan in a white gauze robe.

Bai Juan didn't retract his gaze, just said "um". Bai Juan and Mo Ye have been together for a month, and she can sense Mo Ye's divine sense, although it is a little cold, but with a familiar aura that can never be forgotten. The deep induction of the soul transcends the connection of the heart.

"Mo Shengyou has always been kind, how could he use his divine sense to attack an old sage who tells stories."

Bai Juan looked at the night sky that was gradually brightening, staring at the moon shadow outside the slightly floating clouds, confused, and slowly shook his head.

During the day, she could teleport away and go directly to the teahouse. However, Bai Juan didn't move, and she was also confused by this incomprehension, and her eyes were fascinated. She didn't know what she was looking for, the person she had been looking for, the hero that Zeng Cheng was proud of, would kill a saint who praised her reputation, it was too incomprehensible.

"Young master, don't think about it, he's in Zengcheng, and he can't run. I've got all four doors watched. If he wants to escape from Zengcheng, we can catch him. Little brat, I haven't seen you for a year, and I'm playing hard." Zhang Jing scolded with a smile.

"Zhang Jing can't say that, there must be a reason for this, and you will know the Tao when you meet."

"Hehehe, young master, the person you think about day and night has become a serious criminal, isn't it, it's cool in your heart." Zhang Jing grinned.

"Go, don't talk nonsense, it doesn't have to be him." Bai Juan's face was a little red.

"Look, you haven't seen anyone yet, turn your arms over there, and if you see someone, your business will be done. Hey, I'm opening my mouth, and I'm like a tiger, and sooner or later people will crack." Zhang Jing said with a smile in her eyes.

"Okay, I'm going to cultivate." Bai Juan Zhilu said, this night, there is no point in standing here, Zhang Jing will not let himself think about his thoughts quietly.

A few miles away, a handsome attic, the building is rich and luxurious. The window is carved, the door is carved, the chair is carved dragon and phoenix, and the table is carved with mandarin ducks. The whole hall has a unique pattern, elegant and beautiful, and antique. At first glance, you can see that the road has just been renovated.

On a dragon chair, Bi Hao sat thoughtfully, supporting his temples with one hand, knocking on the armrest of the phoenix chair with the other, leaning sideways, staring at Quanxing who was standing in front of him.

"Did you buy the peep crystal of the teahouse I asked you to buy?" Bi Hao said expressionlessly.

"Young master, I bought it, but the tea boss who doesn't know how to lift up, only knows Cheng Chuan, doesn't know the young master, it's not good! He said, 'I know the way.'" I said I wanted to buy today's 'peep crystal'. He said, 'The lord of the city will not let it.'" I said, 'We are going to buy it.'" He said, 'I don't know'. I said, 'Give several times the spars,' and he said, 'The spars can't buy people's hearts in Zengcheng.'" Then just ignore me". Quan Xing said helplessly. (To be continued......)