Chapter 178: The Fisherman Under the Moon Comes
A soft voice swept through the ears of this demon cultivator with the night wind.
He couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Leng Xiao, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said, "Thank you for the good intentions of the young man, my demon clan is not those people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. β
Leng Xiao glanced at him deeply, and said slowly: "Don't talk about the demon clan and the human race, life is not easy to come by, Your Excellency really thought about asking for death?"
This demon cultivator took a deep breath, there seemed to be some struggle in his heart, his eyes flashed slightly, but he said: "Life is not easy to come by, it is not difficult to go." However, Ji has already passed that naΓ―ve age, and he has nothing to say. β
Although he didn't get any useful news from this demon cultivator's mouth, Leng Xiao didn't feel a little lost in his heart. If he really knows everything from the demon cultivator, and he has no end to it, he wants to let this demon cultivator go, and in the future, I am afraid that he will be hindered.
If you call him treacherous, it will be difficult for him. Everything depends on the pros and cons, seeing that this demon cultivator refused to reveal a word, Leng Xiao didn't force it, but just knocked him out.
Soon, he returned to the bush where the three of them were separated, Han Yue and Chu Tiankuo were already waiting there, and when they saw Leng Xiao returning, Han Yue took the initiative to greet him.
"But what happened?" she glanced at Leng Xiao.
As soon as her voice fell, she saw Chu Tiankuo pouting, but she was standing behind Han Yue, and she didn't let Han Yue see it.
Leng Xiao saw that Han Yue and Chu Tiankuo were both carrying a demon cultivator in their hands, and the person in Chu Tiankuo's hands was extremely miserable, dying, covered in blood.
Leng Xiao replied: "This person used to transmit a message, but I don't know what content was transmitted. β
Hearing this, Chu Tiankuo's face suddenly darkened, and he was quite dissatisfied, and said: "The dignified Jindan monk can still be given a message by a foundation building monk, Senior Brother Leng is really powerful." β
"Senior Brother Chu doesn't have to be sneering, this matter is indeed Leng Mou's carelessness," Leng Xiao said lightly, "The appearance of the three of us has long been known by the demon clan, and I must be disguised, and I can't wait for Jin Dan to cultivate, I am not outstanding, whether this person has passed on the news or not, it doesn't matter." β
"The appearance can be disguised, but the number of people cannot be disguised, and I am afraid that in the future, I will have to act separately and disguise myself as a casual cultivator. β
Chu Tiankuo said nonchalantly: "There is no need for Senior Brother Leng to say more, the two of us are not three-year-olds. β
"That's very good. β
The three of them glanced at each other, Han Yue was the first to turn around and leave, and Chu Tiankuo immediately stopped staying and took two steps into the forest.
Leng Xiao's eyes flashed, but he left in the direction of Fang Cai.
After he couldn't see Leng Xiao's back anymore, Chu Tiankuo came out of the forest again and ran in the direction where Han Yue left.
He walked in a hurry, looking a little anxious.
Han Yue was holding a person in his hand, but he was as light as nothing, his steps were always extremely light, and he didn't even raise a trace of dust when he touched the ground.
As she was running, she suddenly turned around, and the slender sword in her hand suddenly swung out a sword aura, and with a touch of cold air and thunder, it slashed down not far away.
A figure suddenly appeared in the shadows, blocking Cold Moon's blow, and said in a loud voice: "Senior Sister Cold Moon, it's me!"
When Han Yue heard this, she couldn't help but put away her long sword, frowned, and didn't speak.
Chu Tiankuo really took the lead in speaking and said, "Senior Sister Hanyue, if you and I act together, we will also take care of each other. β
His eyes wandered on Han Yue's body for a moment without a trace, and Han Yue's already beautiful face was even more moving in the moonlight.
"Han Yue is the senior sister of the Blue Scar Sect, the head of the female disciples, if she can add to the submission, it will also be a wonderful thing, maybe it will also help the plan. β
Chu Tiankuo had a smile on his face, Han Yue glanced at him, and said indifferently: "No need. β
With that, she turned and left. Chu Tiankuo hurriedly chased a few steps and said, "Senior Sister Hanyue doesn't have to worry, even if that demon cultivator passes the news, you and I are together, there are only two people, not the number of three." β
"There is a response, the road is easier, and Senior Sister Hanyue doesn't have to worry about Senior Brother Leng, he is a person who will not die if he is hunted down and killed by the entire Southern Region. Speaking of the latter sentence, Chu Tiankuo licked his lips, and there seemed to be a little jealousy and disdain in his eyes.
Han Yue turned around again and looked at Chu Tiankuo, Chu Tiankuo immediately showed a warm smile and said, "Senior Sister Han Yue, don't be in a hurry to refuse, you are not good at words, how can you break into the demon clan, or you and I go together." β
Looking at Chu Tiankuo's smile, an inexplicable sense of rejection appeared in Han Yue's heart, and she said coldly: "Thank you Senior Brother for your kindness, I'm not dumb." β
After saying that, she left without looking back. Chu Tiankuo opened his mouth and didn't say anything more. Seeing Han Yue's back disappear, he couldn't help but take a sip and left in a different direction.
And at this moment, Leng Xiao returned to the place where the demon cultivator used the transmission note before, and found a treetop not far away to hide, squinting his eyes.
In the cold moonlight, it was clearly visible that there were two pools of blood on the ground, as well as two severed hands. At this moment, the transmission note that fell to the ground flickered twice, but Leng Xiao just watched quietly and did not act rashly.
After about a stick of incense, a young man suddenly walked out of the shadows a hundred feet away, and walked a few steps towards the two severed hands, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.
But after only a few steps forward, he raised his eyes and looked at Leng Xiao in an instant, and a pair of eyes seemed to be able to see Leng Xiao through the leaves.
Leng Xiao sighed in his heart, his demonic aura could not be restrained, as long as he approached a certain range, he was bound to be noticed.
But although the young man noticed Leng Xiao, he didn't leave, but asked a little casually, "Which friend is on the tree?"
If it weren't for Leng Xiao placing the demon cultivator with the severed hands in the distance, the young man should have asked "which two" at this moment.
Hearing the other party's inquiry, Leng Xiao suddenly jumped down from the tree.
He smeared some shadows on his cheekbones and forehead with blades of grass, which made his face look more angular, and his face was stained with blood, and he looked directly at the young man unabashedly in the night.
This person glanced at Leng Xiao carefully, and really didn't think much about it, obviously seeing Leng Xiao's demonic aura, he didn't associate the person in front of him with the Leng Xiao who shook the rivers and lakes.
He smiled kindly at Leng Xiao, hugged his fists and said, "In Xia Jiaofei, I don't know what to call my friend?"
Leng Xiao smiled, now Leng Xiao's name has long been like thunder, but he is not a person who likes to use pseudonyms.
"Shaw. β
"Xiao, good name. Jiao Fei smiled, with a warm smile on his face, but his tone was a little cold: "I don't know Brother Xiao, why do you hide in that tree?"
"What do you have to do with it. Leng Xiao glanced at him lightly, and his words were not very polite.
When Jiao Fei heard this, he smiled again, meaning inexplicably, a pair of slightly feminine palms emerged from his sleeves, and a transmission note was pinched between his fingers.
He looked at the cold face and poured a trace of aura into the transmission note, and the transmission note lying in a pool of blood on the ground responded.
He immediately put away the transmission note and sighed: "Brother Xiao, can you see those two severed hands on the ground? That's Brother Jiao." β
"Brother Jiao just encountered an accident, and Brother Xiao happened to appear here, even hiding in a tree. It's a bit of a coincidence. Jiao Fei said, smiling, his face calm.
"Brother Jiao suspects Xiao?"
"I also hope that Brother Xiao can say a few words to Jiao, which can be regarded as solving the confusion in Jiao's heart. β
Leng Xiao never showed any emotional fluctuations on his face, as if he said casually: "This person is just building a foundation and cultivating, and he doesn't even have a Neidan, what is the benefit of Xiao killing him?"
When Jiao Fei heard this, he couldn't help leaning forward slightly, with an intriguing smile on his face: "How does Brother Xiao know that this brother Jiao is building a foundation and cultivating it?"
He stared at Leng Xiao's face tightly, intending to detect a clue from Leng Xiao's face, but Leng Xiao smiled instead and said, "When he died, Xiao was a bystander. β
For Leng Xiao's bystanders and indifference, Jiao Fei seemed extremely calm, for the demon clan, the law of survival is far more cruel than that of the human race, and most of the people with good hearts do not live long.
He asked: "I don't know if Brother Xiao can see the murderer clearly, and I hope Brother Xiao can tell him that Jiao wants to avenge this dead brother." β
However, Leng Xiao just looked at him indifferently, and the smile on his face only appeared for a moment, and then he returned to indifference.
Jiao Fei was stunned for a moment, and suddenly let out an "ah", as if he came back to his senses, took out a spirit jade from his arms, and threw it to Leng Xiao.
When he saw Jiao Fei touch out the spirit jade, Leng Xiao's eyes flickered, how could a person who carries the spirit jade with him when he travels be an idle person?
The spirit jade flashed a brilliant color under the moonlight, but Leng Xiao didn't take it, so the spirit jade crossed an arc and fell at his feet.
Even if this spiritual jade, after falling to the dust, it lost the moonlight, and it looked bleak and mediocre.
A trace of cold color flashed on Leng Xiao's face, and he said slowly: "Can Brother Jiao see Xiao's blood and injuries? Brother Jiao also knows, why did Xiao hide in that tree?"
Even though he heard the meaning of Leng Xiao's words, the smile on Jiao Fei's face never faded, but asked with a little surprise: "Why?"
"Fishing. β
"In this way, this fish is Jiao?"
"A fish with Neidan is enough for Xiao to eat for a few days. β
Jiao Fei couldn't help laughing a few times, and waved his hand again and again: "Brother Xiao said that it was funny, Jiao's fish is not delicious!"
As he spoke, he walked towards Leng Xiao instead, and walked a few inches in front of Leng Xiao before stopping.
Seeing the vigilance and coldness in Leng Xiao's eyes, he couldn't help but smile, leaned over and picked up the spirit jade on the ground, and wiped it a few times with his sleeve until the spirit jade flashed again.
He was not afraid of Leng Xiao's blood-stained palm at all, and always had a kind smile on his face, indicating that he had no malicious intent, pulled Leng Xiao's palm, and put the spirit jade in Leng Xiao's palm.
Then, he took out a spirit jade from his arms, and handed it to Leng Xiao's palm, as if he was a little helpless: "This fish is not rich, and this layer of fish meat scraped off is probably enough for Brother Xiao to eat for a few days." β
The two looked at each other for a while, the chill in Leng Xiao's eyes subsided a little, and his five fingers were closed, leaving the two spirit jades in his palms.
"What's more, Xiao is not a murderous person. β
When Jiao Fei heard this, he looked at Leng Xiao's identity as a freshly stained bloodstain, and the smile on his face was even worse.
"Exactly, Brother Xiao is a good-looking person at first glance. β