Yan Qing brought a dozen people in the escort team, including six foundation-building monks.
Now, among the four people following them, three of them have foundation-building cultivation. Cheng Yuan didn't think that these people were here to act as bodyguards for them.
"What should I do?" Yu Zimao said: "Surviving a catastrophe will bring good luck in the future. I don't want to be beaten by these people-"
"Shut up, you crow's mouth!" Lin Jialuo shouted and fled quickly with Yu Zimao.
Cheng Yan and Ji Qiuyu flew away almost at the same time.
The four people behind him hesitated for a moment, then dispersed to catch up.
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Cheng Yan scuttled through the ruins like a headless fly, and the two foundation-building monks behind her followed them unhurriedly, as if they were playing cat and mouse, and they were sure that she could not escape.
Cheng Yan sneered in his heart, and when he rushed to the end of a ruins, he suddenly disappeared.
The two were stunned and quickly chased after him.
"Where are you going?"
One of the foundation-building monks took off his cloak, revealing a face with Chinese characters.
The other man was silent and stood motionless.
Cheng Yuan curled his lips in the dark. It was better not to underestimate anyone when he was out. Her cultivation level cannot defeat the foundation-building demon control master, but it is still feasible to slip away from their noses.
But she still had to make sure of one thing.
So at the same time that Cheng Yan appeared, a Qingfeng sword was thrust towards the demon master with a Chinese character face.
Peng!
With a flash of golden light, Cheng Yan was bounced away by a golden net and fell heavily to the ground.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spat out.
"Don't overestimate your own capabilities." The demon master with a Chinese character came forward and looked at her as if he were staring at a dead person.
Cheng Yuan was trembling, and while retreating, he said anxiously: "I recognize you, the second-grade demon control master Chong Umbrella, you, what are you going to do? I am a disciple of the Xianqi Sect and a friend of the young city lord!"
"Hmph, a toad wants to eat swan meat, so he doesn't even urinate to look at you." Chong Umbrella looked disdainful: "How could the young city master of Xianqimen be friends with low-level cultivators like you?"
"I understand, it must be Master Young City Master who sent you to kill us?" Cheng Yuan yelled in a particularly sharp voice.
Chongshan snorted coldly: "Death is not a serious matter, sir. I just want to stay away from the young city lord and swear an oath of inner demons. If you interact with the young city lord again, today next year will be your death anniversary."
"It's so poisonous!" Cheng Yuan said angrily: "Is the young city lord her puppet? He doesn't even have the right to make friends? Even the city lord may not interfere with the young city lord's friendship!"
"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to swear this demonic oath?"
"What if it doesn't happen?"
"Then today is the day you die!" Chong San's eyes flashed with cold light, and he slowly raised his hand.
"Okay, I'll send it!"
Cheng Yan stood up with difficulty and made an oath: "I, Cheng Yan, swear today that if I interact with the Young City Lord again in the future, it will be none of your business!"
Once again she disappeared.
This time she did not stay here, but quickly moved towards Ji Qiuyu's direction.
Before Cheng Yuan, Ji Qiuyu and others entered Baisha Castle, they each left a silver thread.
She used this to quickly find Ji Qiuyu's location.
But I saw a foundation-building monk surrounding a black turtle shell, constantly casting spells, but unable to break through.
It seemed that Ji Qiuyu was hiding inside.
Cheng Yuan and Lingfucao acted separately.
Snapped!
Taking advantage of the Foundation Establishment monk's unpreparedness, Lingfucao knocked him away with a whip!
Cheng Yuan ducked to Xuangui and appeared: "Qiu Yu, it's me!"
A hand suddenly stretched out from the position of Xuan Turtle's head and pulled Cheng Yuan in.
"Fortunately, you're fine."
Just now she saw two foundation-building monks chasing Cheng Yan, Ji Qiuyu was really worried about her.
"If you can't fight, just run away." This has always been the code of conduct for low-level cultivators like them.
Like Cheng Yan, the foundation-building monk chasing Ji Qiuyu also made her swear a demonic oath. Ji Qiuyu hid in the black turtle shell without saying a word.
"How long can Ah Fu hold on?"
"We won't be able to breathe for a few more seconds." Cheng Yan took out two magical talismans from his storage bag.
The two people came out of the black turtle shell and disappeared into a stream of light.
Lingfucao also took advantage of the Foundation Establishment monk's unpreparedness and disappeared.
When Cheng Yan and Ji Qiuyu found Lin Jialuo and Yu Zimao, they found them sitting on the rubble, bored.
Seeing them coming, I quickly stood up.
"Are you all okay?" Cheng Yan asked.
Yu Zimao shook his head: "It's okay, so I swore an oath of inner demons."
"I really didn't expect that the young city lord's master would act so despicably." Lin Jialuo said angrily, "It's really frustrating to be forced to swear a demonic oath."
"Just do it. In this world, some people are destined not to be friends." Ji Qiuyu said calmly.
"Yeah, we don't have anything to do. You and the Young City Master just--"
Cheng Yan and Ji Qiuyu both smiled.
"——What, you didn't swear!"
Lin Jialuo and Yu Zimao were both shocked.
When they learned that Cheng Yan and Ji Qiuyu had escaped from the foundation-building monks, they couldn't help but admire them.
"I will obey you if you don't agree with anyone. Junior sister Cheng, do you still have your magic talisman? Sell it to me quickly... Uh, the magic talisman can't cost more than 100,000, right?" Lin Jialuo squeezed his treasure chest tightly. Stuff bag.
"If you don't want one hundred thousand, let's go for ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine."
Lin Jialuo: "..."
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Yan Qing and his party walked towards the depths of the ruins.
A man came back in a hurry and whispered in Chunyi's ear.
Chunyi exclaimed and hurriedly came to Yan Qing's side: "Sir, of the four foundation-building guards sent, three are dead and one is missing."
"What did you say?" Yan Qing's face turned pale and he quickly summoned someone to ask questions.
"The younger one went to check and found that they were all dead in miserable condition. They were killed by a single blow."
"What about the rest?"
The visitor thought for a moment and said, "I didn't see it. Except for a pool of blood next to Master Chongsan's body, there is no whereabouts of those people."
Yan Qing waved the guard to retreat.
It seemed that she was merciful. She just made those people swear an oath of inner demons, and her guards were poisoned.
But, were those Qi-training disciples really so capable that they could kill the foundation-building monks she sent?
"Wait, come back. Did you just say that three are dead and one is missing?"
"yes!"
"Who is missing?"
The visitor recalled for a moment: "Master Qi, that man looks familiar. It seems... he seems to be a new disciple from the outer sect."
Chunyi said: "Yes, he is new here, he is very handsome——"
Bang, Chunyi was slapped.
"Trash, when did the guards of the City Lord's Mansion allow a new disciple to come in at will?"
"Sir, spare your life, little one. I thought it was arranged by you, sir--" Chunyi knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.
The movement here attracted Yanchu's attention, and she walked over quickly.
"Master, why are you angry?"
Yan Qing waved his sleeves and suppressed his anger: "It's okay, just a few guards died."
Yanchu's pupils shrank: "Master, this place is so dangerous, why don't we go back to the city first?"
"What are you afraid of? The master is here." Yanchu pointed to the depths of the ruins and said, "Now that you are here, I will take you to a place where there is an old friend of yours, and you can just talk to her about the past."
Thanks to Zhejiang Fengfeng for the reward.
Thanks to Xue Tuzi for the reward.
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