It's still Shen time.
Fang Zhe carried Jiang Su into Luoning City. He held the killing knife in his hand, and Jiang Su behind him was still asleep.
The people nearby saw this nine-foot tall man carrying a beauty on his back, holding a sword in his hand, and a broken sword hanging on his waist, so they all silently stayed away from them.
Fang Zhe didn't realize the reason. He just felt that it was already dusk and people would rest after sunrise and sunset, so he should find a place to rest, so he simply found a tea shed under a big tree.
He walked steadily, and when he entered the tea shed with his knife in hand, the monks in the tea shed all put down the tea in their hands and stared at this rather tall monk.
Liu Yunqing and Dong Yiyi also happened to be sitting in the tea shed at this time. The two of them were waiting for news about Qi Shi, the sword cultivator from the Western Regions whom they met before. Qi Zhizhi, the youngest of the three, also sat beside Dong Yiyi.
They had something to discuss and were not distracted at all from looking at other people.
Fang Zhechao's position was exactly one table away from them. He carried Jiang Suzheng and sat down facing the three of them.
Fang Zhe's face was indifferent, but he carefully placed Su Sha on the table. He took off the Broken Cold Sword from his waist and followed up with a chilling killing. Then he gently lifted Jiang Su's calves to prevent them from touching the table in front of him, and slowly sat on the bench.
The people onlookers saw him casually placing the magic weapon on the table, thinking that he was also here to explore the magic cultivator. Then they relaxed and continued to exchange information.
A magic cultivator holding a walking stick was talking about something exciting with the person opposite him. He suddenly slapped the table a few times and said loudly: "The magic cultivator appears so frequently at this time. This is the conspiracy of the city lord Chen Zeshen! Haven't you noticed? Are there more than half the monks in Luoning City missing?!"
Not to be outdone, the sword cultivator on the opposite side immediately slammed the table and shouted loudly: "The lack of monks means they have left. Where can you get the evidence to prove that it was Chen Chengzhu who did it! There is a group of unpredictable people in Luoning City. What good will it do him to practice demon cultivation?"
"I think it's people like you who practice with your brains who like to have random thoughts all day long."
The Dharma cultivator was even more unhappy and tapped the floor with his wooden staff, making a clanging sound.
He replied: "What nonsense are you thinking? I think you sword cultivators don't have any brains. I am a hexagram master in Dharma cultivation. I calculated this result!"
The hexagram master knows the yin and yang of the heaven and earth, plays with the Qimen Dunjia, hides the fortune in the turtle shell, and distinguishes good and bad under the six lines.
The two got into a heated argument, and after a few words, they made an appointment to have a fight in the woods outside the city gate.
Fang Zhe had frowned since the beginning of the quarrel between the two, and his whole body was releasing murderous aura, expressing his dissatisfaction.
He gently hugged Jiang Su from behind and formed a barrier around himself with murderous aura, blocking out the sounds of the two people's quarrel.
"The deer is asleep, we can't let them wake it up."
He covered Jiang Su's body with his sleeves, slowed down his breathing again, and had a satisfied smile on his lips.
Liu Yunqing and the others were looking at the two men's melons carefully...
When the hexagram master said loudly that it was the conspiracy of the city lord Chen Zeshen, the three of them looked at him at the same time.
Qi Zhizhi clenched Dong Yiyi's sleeves, with a nervous look on his face. He deliberately lowered his delicate voice and said, "Sister Yiyi, he has guessed..."
Dong Yiyi casually glanced at his grabbed sleeve, and inadvertently moved in the direction of Liu Yunqing beside him. Without showing any signs of expression on his face, he said in a warm voice: "Well, this hexagram master is quite capable. What a surprise to him." That’s right.”
Liu Yunqing frowned, his face was serious, he hugged his sword and said: "If someone has guessed it, I'm afraid our rescue operation will be more difficult tonight. The city lord will definitely set more traps waiting for us to fall into his trap. .”
When Qi Zhizhi heard this, his eyes immediately became moist. He pursed his lips and said softly: "What about my second brother...", holding Dong Yiyi's sleeves in a circle.
Hearing the sound of "tearing", Dong Yiyi quickly lowered his head and stared at his sleeves, only to see that there was another hole in the sleeves of the white Taoist robe.
She sighed softly, as if responding to Qi Zhizhi's concern about his second brother Qi Wen, and also as if she was feeling sorry for her white cassock, which had seven holes repaired.
This junior sister from the Western Region couldn't control her strange strength. She would pull on other people's sleeves when she was nervous, and then a hole would appear in her own clothes the next second.
Qi Zhizhi also heard the sound, and quickly stopped her tears, and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, sister Yiyi, I didn't pay attention..., I will give you some spiritual stones to buy robes..."
After saying that, she took out a medium-sized money bag from her storage bag, which contained bulging spiritual stones. Without saying a word, he put it into Dong Yiyi's arms.
When Dong Yiyi saw this, he didn't stop him and allowed the rich sister to stuff him money.
Liu Yunqing coughed lightly and then whispered to Dong Yiyi: "Junior Sister, let me sit next to Junior Sister Qi next time. I still owe you money."
Dong Yiyi smiled at Liu Yunqing when he heard this, and said through the message: "Senior brother, I won't bother you with this kind of hard work. Moreover, this junior sister Qi voluntarily sat next to me. How can I drive her away again?" "
This is not your sister, this is clearly your God of Wealth.
Liu Yunqing withdrew his envious gaze and glanced towards the opposite side unintentionally, his pupils suddenly dilated.
She only saw the medical sister who was said to have gone to the inner city to repay the favor of her uncle, being held in the arms of a strong man in red with a murderous look on his body.
And junior sister Jiang Suzheng closed her eyes quietly like a kitten, her face was pale, and her eyes were black and blue, as if...as if she had passed away...
Liu Yunqing immediately drew his sword and raised it violently. He pointed the sword at Fang Zhe and said, "Who are you and what did you do to my junior sister?!!"
Upon seeing this, Dong Yiyi looked in the direction of Liu Yunqing's sword, and happened to see her precious junior sister Susu being held in this man's arms, with her eyes closed and unresponsive.
Dong Yiyi was shocked, and without saying a word, he drew his sword and struck Fang Zhe, "You thief, why did you kidnap my junior sister!"
Qi Zhizhi didn't know why, but she also met Jiang Su, a medical practitioner from Shifang Sect that day, so she simply drew her sword and joined the battle.
Fang Zhe didn't know these people. When he saw them attacking him, he was afraid of waking up Jiang Su in his arms. He immediately summoned his spiritual power to use the hatchet to kill and the broken knife to kill Han, resisting Dong and Qi.
When Liu Yunqing saw that the two junior sisters had already taken action, he naturally refused to be outdone and attacked Fang Zhe's face.
A cold light suddenly appears on the sword blade, and the sword can be used to control the wind.
At this time, Jiang Su moved his eyelids slightly and muttered in confusion: "My legs, my legs are numb again... Xiao, Xiao Liu, get up..."
After saying that, she slowly opened her eyes, and her heart trembled with shock at the sight in front of her.
Liu Yunqing, his sword cultivator brother, was looking at him angrily at this moment. The wind-winding sword was pointing at his chest, and the sword wind hit Su Su's face.
Senior sister Yiyi also frowned, gritted her teeth, and struck at her with a sword in her hand. Another junior swordsman who had only met once was also holding a sword, looking very proud. He was about to cut himself across the waist.
She felt that familiar music was already playing in her consciousness.
"Who can compete with me in the world of pride? Who can slay a dragon with a single sword in the hand of Qingfeng?"
Jiang Su blinked his eyes and sighed: "..., I must not have woken up yet..."
After saying that, he closed his eyes again with a peaceful face.
