Xu Zhi realized that he had a big embarrassment, and after copying the hammer, he wanted to destroy the Bodhi Light Mirror.

I just used force to smash it twice, but the thread didn't move at all. Suddenly I felt a little reluctant, so I stuffed it to Qingyun.

"I'm giving it to you. Although it looks weird, it can save lives at critical moments and is considered a treasure.

Just don't let me see it anymore, I'll get angry when I see it."

Qingyun originally wanted to refuse, but he quickly figured out his mentality, shook his head and wrapped the bright light mirror, and put it away.

Looking at Xinzhi again, he seemed to be thinking about the embarrassing thing just now, his eyes were still a little dull, and he muttered in his mouth,

"Who is she? How could she show up in Taishi?"

"You're talking about her?"

Qingyun asked carefully.

"Um!"

Shi Zhi nodded, his eyes still turned to the moon shadow outside the window.

Qingyun stuck out his tongue, he didn't specify who "she" was, but Xu Zhi deserved it very naturally.

This shows that "she" now occupies a very important position in Yingzhi's mind.

Although Qingyun was small, he was helpless and had a big ghost. He responded in a slight manner.

"She may be a princess."

Sun Zhi suddenly bounced up like an electric shock.

"What? How do you know?"

"Temperament, I meant temperament."

Before Qingzhi could react, Qingyun made another blow.

"The mass of the murder weapon."

After saying this, Qingyun turned over and shot out of the window.

When the EQ reflex arc of Xinzhi completely deciphered the other party's secret telegram, the Qingyun people disappeared.

Shi Yi stomped his feet, cursed inwardly, and chased him through the window.

The night market in the distance is still very lively, with shouts and songs endlessly, and sometimes there are children's play.

Suddenly, a sharp roar cut through the night sky.

Shi Zhi recognized that this was Qingyun's voice and hurriedly chased him where the sound started.

Qingyun's left arm was still bleeding, surrounded by four young children.

Within five steps, two more people stared at Qingyun in a horn.

One person was wearing a green sermon robe and holding a brass bell.

Another man leaned against his dark shirt and held a thin willow knife with his eyebrows slanted.

The knife-holder looked familiar, and seemed to be the manager of Qi Wuzhen's caravan.

Qingyun caught a glimpse of the appearance of the storm, and shouted loudly to remind him.

"Don't come here!"

The sharpness of Shinzhi is completely inversely proportional to his slowness in emotional intelligence.

As the alarm was heard, all the details around him were split into pieces by his eyes and reintegrated in his brain.

Why did the fifth brother hurt the four children?

The gap in force? Impossible!

What was the spindle-shaped thing that the four children were holding?

Although there is no reflection in the moonlight, the slightest judging from their actions, it must be some kind of silk thread, which can just cover the black silk thread of the night!

There must be light! I thought to myself.

So there was light, and the light and darkness separated in an instant.

I don’t know what Shi Zhi threw out, but a ball of cold fireworks soared into the sky, and the black line was particularly clear under the strong illumination of the cold flames.

Although the cooperation of the four children has been rigorously trained and is very familiar, how can they stay in Qingyun?

What about the silk?

The cold light rose, and the four children were humming together.

Qingyun is not willing to take heavy measures on his children.

However, the originally tightened silk thread suddenly broke, causing the four children to lose their center of gravity and instantly fell into a ball.

"Dare you!"

The Taoist priest holding the bell angrily opened his eyes wide, and the copper bell was out of his hand, and dripping roared towards Qingyun.

Just as Xu Zhi was about to come to save him, the thin sword light as thin as his eyebrows bullied him from a strange angle and blocked his way.

Qingyun was free from the shackles and was even more afraid, raising his sword to snatch the copper bell.

Unexpectedly, the copper bell seemed to have wings, sometimes left and right, sometimes front and sometimes back.

Although Qingyun could tell the position by listening to the sound, he could not keep up with the rhythm and was hit by the bell several times.

With the residual light of the cold flame, Qingyun found that the sound did not seem to be emitted by a copper bell. There was a wire tied behind the copper bell, and a small silver bell was also attached to the wire.

The Taoist controls the silk thread and controls the double bells, the silver bell makes a sound to lure the enemy, and the copper bells are heavy in attacking.

Yu Ji, Qingyun's advance and retreat gradually became more organized, and the sword dance in his palm was not clear. Although he had enough to protect himself, he was unable to get close to the Taoist priest.

Here we shouted and shouted, the fire was magnificent, and the ringing sound was clattering, which was particularly evident in the middle of the night?

If it weren't for the Shaoshi's chaotic situation at this time, I'm afraid that Lan Ruo could have noticed this fierce battle.

"How come all the precious guests have such anger?"

Before a person arrives, the pronunciation is transmitted first, and every word is full of energy and is deafening.

Those who can use such Taoist whistleblowers were Sun Deng, and now Huayang.

If there is another person in this world, he must be the master Guanyun.

Kou Guanyun's voice came, and the four and four young people stopped, retreated and stared at each other.

Since Master Guanyun was alarmed, if he continued to fight, he would be disrespectful to Master Beitian. If he dared to stroke this tiger beard, he would not be able to stay in Songshan again.

"Ren Shentong, you are becoming more and more willful now."

When the Taoist heard this, he hurriedly put away the bell and hid it in his sleeve, and called the four yellow-haired children back to him.

"This fellow Taoist is so nervous. But seeing that you are going up the mountain with Qi Wuzhen today and have a secret meeting with the supernatural powers. I think it is also a person in Hulu's army, right?"

The man who made the knife tighten his pupils and gritted his teeth and asked in a deep voice.

"How do you know the number of Hulujun?"

There were a burst of rumbling sounds in the forest, and I didn’t know whether it was the wind or the figure.

Guanyun's voice drifted with the wind, and it was still difficult to tell the distance.

"When Xue Andu planned the Gai Wu Uprising, I met him.

During the Song and Qi changes, I advised Wei Yuan to welcome back to Xue Andu. How could I not know about the Hulu army he built?"

When the man who made Xue Andu's name was heard, the knife man suddenly stopped talking, but the resentment in his eyes did not diminish in half.

But this resentment did not last long and was quickly replaced by fear.

With a scream, the man was suddenly captured and picked up. The single knife in his hand was not enough to be waved, and his arms were removed from the ground and he was completely out of control.

"It seems that you are still very dissatisfied with the old man?"

Taoist Master Guanyun was holding a man in his hand, with long beards rolled upside down and his eyes wide open. It was in a strong contrast with the appearance of the Rili Xianfeng Taoist bone. Qingyun almost did not recognize that this was the same person.

Ren Shentong had a personal understanding of the Taoist priest's temper. He sighed in his heart for his companions, hurried forward and clasped his fists to apologize.

"Master, misunderstandings are all misunderstandings.

You should know that Hulujun's secret actions are

If you are seen through, you will inevitably suffer from some friction. It is not because you are abrupt and Taoist."

"Of course you don't dare! But this kid is dissatisfied! I can see that the old man!"

Taoist Master Guanyun said, and his hand shook a few times.

It was uncomfortable to be hung upside down. When the man was shaken upside down, he felt his blood rushing backwards, and he felt dizzy and could only respond with his purple lips, "I dare not, I dare not! Old God, I am convinced, my plum cuckoo is convinced!"

Master Guanyun snorted coldly and threw the plum cuckold out.

"Are you plum worm?

Xiao Daocheng was so powerful when the Imperial Sword Eighth was in its founding state?
To be continued...