South of Wuzhou City. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At midnight, the gates of Wuzhou's south gate were tightly closed.

In the middle of the night, when people who have been tired all day are most tired, at this time, in front of the city gate, even the soldiers who are keeping vigil take advantage of the absence of the commander, and do not know where to run to lazy nap.

Only two torches made of pine resin, one on the left and one on the right, burned vigorously on both sides of the city gate, adding a touch of warmth to this cool night.

The man in the green shirt didn't know how to practice the light skills, and the speed was very appropriate to the ghost head mask on his face.

Fast as a ghost.

When Jian Chen shouted that please for advice near the center of the city, he had already floated outside the city gate of the south gate.

There was a sudden stop at his feet, and the man in the green shirt was so burly that he almost broke his shirt and stood proudly.

"Soul Chasing, your light skills have improved again. ”

A hoarse voice suddenly came from under his ghostly mask.

Only, who is he talking to?

Suddenly, from the darkness behind him, a figure slowly appeared.

This figure was dressed in a black suit, and even his face was covered with a black gauze, if it weren't for his frighteningly bright eyes, the whole person would be almost indistinguishable in this dark night.

It was the man in black who was with Ming Bo when he was in Xiuning Town-the evil hand chasing the soul.

"I said, ......" the tone of the evil hand chasing the soul sounded very dissatisfied, "is it really good to praise my light skills in such a very relieved tone?"

"I don't know, I thought your light skills were higher than mine. ”

The man in the green shirt snorted and said lightly: "One day, I will break your legs to see if you can run faster than your legs with those evil hands." ”

"Huh. The evil hand chasing the soul was not angry, and even smiled, and suddenly his tone changed, and he said seriously: "You and I haven't seen each other for thirteen years, as the first reunion after thirteen years, the boring joke is here." ”

"Oh?" the man in the green shirt suddenly turned around, and the cold eyes under the ghost head mask flashed, "How do I remember, it's the second time?"

"When you were in Chenzhou that day, you didn't come out, thinking I didn't know?"

"Ahem. The evil hand chasing the soul changed from serious to embarrassing, "The **** didn't come out, so it doesn't count." ”

"But then ...... You're not done with Guo Nu yet?"

When the man in green shirt heard this, his hands suddenly clenched fiercely.

Boom!

This time, he seemed to be really angry, and the sound of wind and thunder suddenly exploded, much stronger than the hand that Xiao Lu had shown in front of Jian Chen before.

The bright eyes of the evil hand chasing soul suddenly dimmed because of this explosion, and then, he snorted coldly, and his right hand, which was as black as ink, suddenly raised to the top of his head, and then slashed down fiercely.

Shh

In the air, there was an immediate hiss, and the hissing sound was sharp and piercing, like a sharp sword, cutting through the sky.

No, what was cut was not only the sky, but also the wind and thunder generated by the people in green shirts clenching their fists!

Bang-bang!

In the open space between the two of them, a wave of qi suddenly erupted, and it was as if it were substance, and as soon as it exploded, it swept away with billowing smoke and dust.

When the evil hand chasing soul burst out, his body shook and he took a step back.

On the other hand, the people in green shirts still stood in place as if they had nothing to do.

Compared with the two, the martial arts of the evil hand chasing the soul are slightly inferior to the people in green shirts.

"It's just a warning, take care of your tongue next time. ”

The evil hand chased the soul with a cold snort, and said angrily: "You person, how can you still have such a hot temper, and you will thunder if you don't agree with each other!"

The green-shirted man stared at him and said indifferently: "I know the temperament of the Qingshou Ghost King, you know it on the first day?"

As soon as these words came out, the evil hand chasing soul suddenly lost his temper, shook his head, but his tone slowed down: "Why did you come to see Chen'er today?"

The Qingshou Ghost King said lightly: "It's just to try his Xuanming Technique." ”

"Is it really a secret of the Mysterious Soul?" the evil hand chased the soul's gaze, and even asked, "Are you sure?"

The Qingshou Ghost King snorted coldly: "In this world, who else is more qualified to say the word "certain" than me?"

"That's right. The evil hand chasing soul did not refute, but nodded clearly, and hesitated: "It's just that you tried it, why did you tell him any secrets of the mystical secret?"

The Qingshou Ghost King said: "So what, he will know these things sooner or later." ”

The evil hand chased the soul and sighed: "However, in this way, his heart will be very chaotic, and now Chen'er has been burdened with many things. ”

"Do you think that if you don't say it, his heart will be very peaceful?" the Qingshou Ghost King sneered.

"You-!"

The evil hand chased the soul angrily, and forced himself to endure it, rolled his eyes, and said: "By the way, isn't there still a year left in your grounding order?"

The Qingshou Ghost King said lightly: "Not bad. ”

"Then why did you come out so early?" said the evil hand soul chaser.

The Blue-headed Ghost King shrugged, "Who saw me come out?"

"Me!" the evil hand pointed to his nose in disbelief, "I saw it, and I did it just now!"

The Qingshou Ghost King snorted, as if he was laughing: "Who has the time to do something with you?" The old man is just a little sore in his palms, and he is just active. ”

His body, as he spoke, began to blur again.

The bright eyes of the evil hand chasing the soul suddenly moved to the city wall, and he scolded in a low voice: "Old shameless!"

On the city wall, which was nearly three feet high, the figure of the blue-headed ghost king flashed away.

The gates of the city, which were tightly closed, were nothing for his coming.

Dawn.

Penglai Inn.

Jian Chen opened his sleepy eyes and opened the door in a daze.

He first followed An An last night, and then met the ghost king, and almost tossed for the whole night, and did not return to the inn until five watches.

After he came back, he stood in front of An An's door for a long time, but the door was dim, and he didn't know if An An was inside.

After hesitating for a while, he returned to his room, and remembered what the strange man in green shirt had said, where could he still sleep?

There was another burst of cranky thoughts, and it wasn't until dawn that I fell asleep on the table in a daze.

However, he didn't even have time to dream a dream, and someone outside the door was already knocking on his door one by one.

Outside the door, Hua Xiangrong's shadow smiled and stood outside his room, holding a tray with both hands, and a bowl of steaming rice porridge, a plate of steamed buns stacked together, and a few plates of refreshing side dishes were neatly placed on the plate.

Hua Xiangrong said softly: "Husband, Rong'er saw that you couldn't sleep for a long time, so she went to the front hall to get some early, you eat it while it's hot, don't cold your stomach." ”

Jian Chen's sleepiness flew out of the Nine Nights Cloud in an instant.

Hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch the tray, and said, "I'll come by myself, come by myself." ”

Hua Xiangrong didn't let go, and said stubbornly: "Serving her husband is what Rong'er should do, how can you let your husband do it himself?"

Jian Chen couldn't help her, so he had to let her enter the room and put the food on the table.

Turning around, he smiled and said, "Husband, please use it." ”

Jian Chen broke out in a cold sweat, in fact, he wanted to say that after getting up early, he should wash up first, but now that he is alone with Hua Xiangrong, he is so embarrassed that he doesn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he grabbed a snow-white steamed bun and swallowed it, thinking that he would finish it early to get rid of this embarrassing situation.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he had eaten half of his steamed buns, there was another sneer outside the door, and An An's voice floated in:

"Yo, where are the little two eating?"