After scolding Xiao Xiezhi for his unreasonable troubles, Rong Fei withdrew his consciousness from Lingxu and felt much happier.
Looking up to the sky, Rong Fei suddenly thought - give me nine suns!
Phew~
The breeze blows and is cool and refreshing.
Reluctantly, Rong Fei raised his hand and pointed his palm into the distance - build a mountain peak for me!
Karma~ Karma~
Three or two unknown birds flew overhead, and then fell silent.
After using the magical power of seeing through walls, a baby's babble came out from the Ling Ruins, but there was no obvious improvement.
It is not that you can immediately control the transformed objects of the Great Dao. You must first have their own attributes that match them, and then you still need to slowly understand and understand them before you can fully grasp them.
That feeling of being in control of the world is actually just a...feeling!
Old Fuxi's words still echoed in his ears, and Rong Fei sighed angrily.
In addition to solving some of Xiao Xiezhi's physical problems during this trip to the ruins, Rong Fei not only did not receive any substantial benefits, but instead suffered a lot of burdens.
The golden baby formed by the embodiment of supernatural powers and...the local indigenous people living in this small world.
The nanny...the nanny...the head of the Dangtang Jixian Division, the uncle of Dayan Fencheng, how could he end up like this!
The more Rong Fei thought about it, the angrier he became. His slightly relieved mood after bullying Xiao Xiezhi was immediately shrouded in gloom.
Breathing out the turbid air in his chest deeply, Rong Fei glanced at the dense forest in the distance.
There was a rustling sound in the grass at his feet. Rong Fei lowered his head and saw a round grass rat sticking its head out of the hole in the ground, looking around furtively.
Rong Fei raised his foot and stepped on the ground to stun the grass rat. Then he squatted down and put a finger on the grass rat's forehead.
The next moment, Rong Fei's figure gradually shrank and changed, until he turned into the appearance of a grass mouse.
As for the clothes that cannot change with the body, they are already in tatters anyway, so just leave them here as a souvenir.
Rong Fei, who used his magical power to transform into a grass rat, quickly walked through the grass and came to the dense forest. He climbed up a stone protruding from the grass and saw three Shushan disciples died tragically in the Demon Palace. The walking men saw Ye He fleeing like a bereaved dog, and saw Wei Junxian and Bai Zizai starting a business.
Rong Fei was so close to them that he could see everything clearly and hear everything clearly, but they turned a blind eye to a grass rat.
This feeling of being an aboveboard voyeur - so good!
Rong Fei felt a little relieved.
"Niubi, how credible do you think the hypocrite's words are?"
Bai Zizai asked Murong Canghai's opinion in a low voice, unaware that Rong Fei was hiding in the grass at their feet and eavesdropping openly.
Murong Canghai replied without hesitation.
"It's not credible at all."
"I think so too."
Bai Zizai nodded in agreement.
Okay, these two guys are not stupid.
Rong Fei silently approved in his heart.
"Then what should we do? Carry out the black-and-white strategy to the end and rob him?"
Bai Zizai asked again.
"Don't you usually have ideas? Why are you asking me?"
Murong Canghai asked warily.
"Isn't this because I have no idea? Who knows what conspiracy the hypocrite is planning. If he doesn't steal it and ends up splitting his skin, we will have decided on the idea together. Then no one should blame the other. Besides, Although Rong Fei and I are in a relationship that exploits each other, we have burned yellow paper and chopped off chicken heads, and we have accumulated some friendship along the way. To stab someone in the back just to make a small profit, I feel in my heart It's a bit unbearable. Why don't you go talk to the hypocrite? You are thick-skinned and don't care about your reputation."
Bai Zizai explained seriously.
Murong Canghai rolled his eyes at Bai Zizai who was making nonsense, pondered for a moment and then said in a deep voice.
"My opinion is that we can obviously grab it, so why bother to negotiate terms. Let's work together to kill Ouyang Liuyun, who is weak in cultivation, and then deal with Wei Junxian. Wei Junxian is the leader of the young generation in Shushan The character must have a way to save his life, so our goal is not to kill people, just beads. Bai Wuchang, don't hide it at this time, use your box-pressing method."
"Hey, Niubi, the same goes for you."
After the two of them had discussed it, they turned around and walked to stand about ten steps away from Wei Junxian.
Bai Zizai moved his sword with his right hand behind his back, and was about to use the flying sword, but Wei Junxian pulled the mysterious man in a burka to his side, looked at Murong Canghai and said with a smile.
"We have known each other for more than a day. We have some understanding of the way you two conduct yourself in the world, so I had no choice but to add an insurance policy. I hope you won't be angry, Murong."
After that, he pulled off the mysterious man's robe, revealing a face that could be said to be stunning but full of resentment.
Murong Canghai, who had his hands hidden in his sleeves and was preparing to perform the spell, was shaken and yelled.
"Qiushui...you...how did you..."
Wei Junxian explained with a smile.
"When I first entered Linzhou, I asked the three major bandit leaders to deploy manpower on the only road between Kyoto City and Linzhou. The original intention was to detect your movements, but they accidentally discovered the traces of the Qiushui Saint. I think As there are so many bandits in Linzhou, it is not safe for your sister to travel alone, so we invite someone to accompany you. Murong, don’t worry, with me taking care of you, your sister will not miss a hair. But, if you two have any bad intentions, , but it’s hard to say.”
As he spoke, Wei Junxian took out a dagger from the storage jade ring and played with it in his palm.
When he saw Murong Qiushui's face exposed under the burqa, Rong Fei's brain shut down for a moment.
Isn't this bitch in Kyoto City? How could it fall into Wei Junxian's hands?
In fact, Rong Fei had already paid attention to this mysterious man in burka during the competition in the mountains outside Qingfeng City. But I don't know what kind of methods Wei Junxian used. Even his spiritual vision was unable to see the true face under the burqa. This would have caused extra problems, so he had no choice but to give up.
But no matter what, he never expected that it would be Murong Qiu Shui.
Why is this girl going to Linzhou alone to join in the fun when she is staying well in Kyoto City?
Ren Rongfei couldn't even imagine that the little elf Ronglan's momentary cleverness would lead to the current situation.
In the final analysis, the reason why Murong Qiu Shui appears here is because of Rong Fei.
At this time, Murong Canghai's face had become extremely gloomy. He stared at Wei Junxian and spoke word by word.
"Forget it, I promise to cooperate with you."
Wei Junxian turned his gaze to Bai Zizai and asked.
"Bai Wuchang, what about you?"
Bai Zizai said with a playful smile.
"Hehe, of course I don't have a problem. I've already said it before. You're a hypocrite. It's just superfluous. You can't trust others, and you can't trust me and Niubi. Okay, okay, since everything has been negotiated. Let him go, it will hurt the peace."
Bai Zizai took two steps forward, wanting to take Murong Qiushui over.
Wei Junxian shook his head and put the dagger against Murong Qiushui's throat.
"I will naturally let him go if I get the beads, otherwise there is no need to talk."
"Oh, hypocrite, this is your fault..."
Bai Zizai looked filled with indignation, pointed at Wei Junxian and was about to spray, and then saw a flash of cold light and blood spurting out.
One of Murong Qiushui's arms was cut off at the shoulder level and fell into the dust.
