Su Xiaodie hurriedly changed her expression and opened the door. Seeing Du Jie standing in front of the door, Du Jie said anxiously when he saw her: "Xiaodie, we need to leave the city for something. You don't need to go anywhere tonight, just wait for me here."
Su Xiaodie wanted to follow, but Du Jie said to her seriously: "Do you remember what I told you? You have to do whatever I ask you to do?"
Su Xiaodie finally nodded and said with some worry: "Young Master, you should be more careful. Xiaodie doesn't want to lose Young Master again. I'll wait here for you to come back."
Du Jie nodded, turned and left. Su Xiaodie waited until Du Jie left, her eyes moved slightly: "Could something happen to my mother-in-law?"
In a farmyard outside Yongzhou City, an old woman stood on one side with her hands behind her hands, and an old man wearing a gray cloth robe sat in the middle. The old man had a pair of windy ears and a pair of small eyes that were very lively. Judging from the sitting position, the old man is not very tall, with a scorched and scorched face, and a cunning look on his face.
It turned out to be the old man named Zhao Shoude who was traveling with Du Jie. At this time, he closed his eyes slightly and listened to the old woman recounting what happened in the Li Mansion.
"My Lord, this is probably what happened. The eldest lady has now discovered the secrets of the Xianbei people, but leaving the Li Mansion will always be a disaster. How about..."
The old woman actually called this old man 'Master', and this Zhao Shoude turned out to be the leader of a cult that was already notorious in the world.
When the old man heard what the old woman said, he waved his hand gently and said: "The Li family can no longer stay in the northwest. It doesn't matter whether they kill or not. Now that the matter in Bulao Mountain is over, we can step up deployment in the northwest as planned. .”
When the old woman saw that the leader had an idea, she said nothing more. Zhao Shoude sat there and continued to close his eyes, thinking about something. The old woman was nearby and didn't dare to disturb him. After a while, Zhao Shoude suddenly laughed for no reason, and the old woman looked at him strangely.
Zhao Shoude then opened his eyes and muttered to himself: "What a silly boy. How can such a person be the master of the immortals? Zhang Chaozong, Zhang Chaozong, you are such a ghost, entrust him with picking the immortals." , if you come back alive, I'm afraid you will jump up and scold your mother. This hexagram of Iron Fortune Teller must have been heavily influenced by divination, it is really interesting."
The old woman didn't know what the leader was saying to himself, so she asked softly: "Lord, what are you talking about?"
Zhao Shoude shook his head, put his thoughts back, and said to the old woman: "Go and call Cao Xiu in and let him prepare. I want to return to my original appearance."
The old woman was ordered to go out. After a while, a man in rich clothes walked in. The man was of medium build, skinny and thin. The strangest thing was that his whole head was wrapped behind a mask, making it unrecognizable. After the man came in, he knelt in front of Zhao Shoude and replied: "My lord, we are ready."
Zhao Shoude nodded, got up and followed the man to the side room. There is a wooden bucket for bathing in the side room, and water has been put in the bucket. Cao Xiu poured the bottles of potion he carried with him into the water, and then left. Zhao Shoude slowly took off his clothes, and then soaked his whole body in the barrel. The water in the barrel immediately boiled, and then something as red as blood slowly overflowed from his body.
About half an hour later, when the old woman was anxious to knock on the door, a woman wearing a gray gown walked out. Although the woman was wearing a men's gown, her figure was slender and well-proportioned. The slender hand held a Xiaoyao fan.
When the old woman and everyone outside the door saw her, she saluted and said, "Meet the leader."
This woman wearing men's clothing turned out to be the old Zhao Shoude just now. The woman's face was covered with a cat-like mask, which made it difficult to see clearly, but her speech was clear and sweet, like a lark.
"Get up, what's wrong? You're so panicked."
The old woman hurriedly handed over a note, and then said: "The white kite just sent it."
The woman was not polite, she took it in her hand, opened it, and found a few words written very simply on it: "Identity exposed, trouble is coming."
The woman frowned after reading it. The note made it very clear that if the identities of her group were exposed somehow, they would be in trouble soon. The woman read it over and over again, then sat down and asked the old woman, "When was this note sent?"
The old woman replied: "About a cup of tea ago, we were always cautious in Li's house and never exposed any flaws. During this time, few people in the world visited Li's house. How could we be exposed? If I had known that today, we would be exposed." It’s time to destroy the entire Li family to save us from the trouble now.”
The woman did not answer the old woman's words, but thought about it again and said: "Since trouble is coming, let's leave here as soon as possible. There are too many accidents this time. I don't think there will be any trouble now."
But at this moment, a loud laugh sounded: "You can't go anywhere."
Then a group of six people walked in unhurriedly from the outside. They were the people from Yashan Tianji Sect.
The woman was shocked at first, but when she saw them again, they smiled and seemed a little unconcerned. The old woman next to her opened her eyes as if facing a powerful enemy. The black-armored men were already lined up, holding the hilts of their swords, and they would charge forward with just a word.
The woman waved her hand to signal them not to be impulsive, and then said to Chu Mu with a smile: "It turns out they are from the Tianji Sect, and they are not welcome."
Chu Mu looked at the woman in front of him carefully, frowned, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Are you a member of a cult? Have we met somewhere?"
The woman was a little surprised when she heard Chu Mu's words. It really sounded like something a playboy would come over to strike up a conversation with. Chu Mu didn't wait for the woman to say anything after asking. He turned back to Gu Wu next to him and asked, "Boy, what are you seeing?" Pass her?"
Gu Wu nodded and said, "She was in Jialan Temple during the Relic Conference. That young scholar."
With just these words, the indifferent expression on Su Ran's face slowly turned solemn. She looked at the masked young man in black next to Chu Mu and said, "Are you Gu Wu?"
After Gu Wu answered Chu Mu's words, he stood back and had no intention of talking to Su Ran. But Chu Mu nodded and said: "No wonder I think he looks so familiar. It turned out to be the young scholar who deliberately walked past us three times when we were in Jialan Temple. The girl's disguise skills are indeed very good. It's a pity that my second brother can See through all the disguises. Okay, no more nonsense, since you are disciples of the cult, you can only come with us."
"Little doll, you have such a loud voice. No one has spoken to me like this in years, old lady. Do you really think you can keep us here?" The old woman next to me snorted.
"It's not us." Chu Mu said while Gu Wu and Ye Qingcheng walked forward: "It's just the two of them."
"Haha, baby, you are not afraid of the strong wind and your tongue flashes. My lord, please rest aside for a while and leave it to the old woman." After hearing this, the old woman laughed wildly and pulled out a pair of special gloves from her wide sleeve with her right hand, which seemed to be It looks like the claws of some animal, with some yellow hair attached to the bluish-purple skin. You can tell by looking at the claws that they are highly venomous.
Chu Mu shrank when he saw it: "Ghost Claw. Such a vicious weapon is indeed the style of a cult."
The woman stopped the old woman, and then asked with a smile: "Mr. Chu, I have another question for you. If you are fighting, it is better to be clear. I still don't understand how you found this place?"
Chu Mu shook his head and said: "I have no need to explain to the enemy, second and fourth, just do it."
The woman looked at Gu Wu and Ye Qingcheng who were walking forward step by step, especially Ye Qingcheng, whose beautiful face was as cold as frost, and seemed to be full of hostility towards her. What Chu Mu said made her not in the mood to bother. Seeing the old woman take out the ghost claw, she simply sat aside and watched the show.
When Du Jie heard Chu Mu talking about Ghost Claw, he pulled Kong Miaozhi next to him and asked softly: "What is Ghost Claw?"
Kong Miaozhi gritted his teeth and said, "It's a vicious weapon made with human hands. As long as a cut is made on the body by that thing, you will die in an instant. Second and fourth, please be careful."
Gu Wu was indifferent to Kong Miaozhi's words, and Ye Qingcheng seemed not to even hear them. He pulled out the Taiyin Sword from his waist, and the whole room was suddenly enveloped in cold light. The old woman squinted her eyes and glanced at the Taiyin Sword in Ye Qingcheng's hand and murmured: "This is the Taiyin Sword. It is indeed a sharp weapon. It's a pity that it is in the hands of a flower stand..."
Before the old woman could finish speaking, Ye Qingcheng suddenly shook his hand and stabbed directly. The old woman didn't panic when she saw the sword. When the tip of the sword was about to hit her, she blocked it with lightning speed, using two gloved fingers. In one minute, Taiyin's sword tip was clamped.
When Ye Qingcheng saw that the tip of the sword was caught, instead of pulling back, he moved forward. The old woman had no choice but to retreat. In the process of retreating, the old woman's other hand followed the tip of the sword and pinched Ye Qingcheng's throat from front to back. Not to mention being pinched, as long as you are touched, you will be unlucky. Ye Qingcheng had no choice but to stop her move and pull back the sword, trying to break away from the old woman's hand, but she still underestimated the power of the ghost claw. This glove was not only extremely poisonous, but also invulnerable. It was soaked in a special potion, and basically all the flesh in the palm melted away, leaving only the hard skin. If Ye Qingcheng didn't let go of the sword at this moment, he would definitely suffer a big loss. But if it only took three moves and two moves to force him to throw away his weapon, then there would be no need to fight anymore.
There was already a slight smile on the old woman's face. Unexpectedly, Ye Qingcheng suddenly shook the hilt of the sword. The old woman felt a white light flash in front of her eyes, and the sword tip in her hand suddenly seemed to disappear. When she reacted again, the sword tip was almost piercing. It reached the heart of the old woman. The old woman was so frightened that she almost jumped up. She hurriedly put her palms together and finally stopped the tip of Taiyin's sword an inch from her chest.
