"Do you have to do it myself and feed it to you!?"
Looking at the monk in black lying on the ground foaming at the mouth, the little fox said angrily.
"If you hadn't come in at this time, how could my seamless infiltration plan have failed!"
Now that he had been discovered, the little fox could only turn to look at Xu Zhi and shout: "Plan B!"
The little fox looks like he is confident and has a bag full of strategies, but in fact there are only two, one is stubbornness, the other is recklessness.
She took out a scroll of ancient paintings and said, "You guys go here and hide for a while. Sister, I will take you out!"
After saying that, the scroll was unfolded, and a clear light captured several little ones.
Then the little fox waved his hand, and a ray of moonlight exploded, blowing the room into pieces. Soon, several more men in black rushed over.
They were all horrified when they saw this scene. Those who were caught should have their cultivation levels banned.
The little fox didn't even look at them, and said arrogantly: "Let your boss come and talk to me!"
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"There is really no one left." Ji Ranzai searched the house three times carefully.
The few of them followed Ji Ran's faint feeling for his daughter and found this house in the wilderness, but the feeling stopped completely right here.
"Since the incident at Yunmeng Pavilion and the purge of the Zuzhou family, it has been difficult to determine whether people or ghosts live in these remote and abandoned houses. It is impossible to find out who the owner is?" Qian Duoduo calmly analyzed, "Can't find a living People are normal, so don’t be too impatient.”
Yan Ning agreed: "Duoduo is right. If you think about it again, are there any other clues?"
Ji Ran shook his head first, and then said in a deep voice: "Lingyun's breath was interrupted here, which means that she at least stayed here. Even if there are only clues, I will not give up."
Just as a few people were planning to conduct a thorough search from beginning to end, there was a sudden noise at the door.
Ji Ran and the others immediately became vigilant and were extremely careful, with magical powers brewing in their hands.
This courtyard is desolate and remote. If it weren't for the relevant people, who would come here.
Just when several people were about to use their magical powers, a slightly rough sound sounded.
"Fan is not a bad person, you don't need to be so vigilant."
A figure slowly approached, with a gourd, a sword on his back, and a beard. It was none other than the famous swordsman, Shangqing Fan Xiang.
"Fan also came here for the same thing!" Fan Xiang took a big sip of wine and said casually, "I can't say, we are here for the same thing."
Fan Xiang's chivalry is well-known throughout the Earthly Immortal World, and is known to everyone in the East China Sea.
The strong and free sword spirit in him was difficult to fake, so Ji Ran and others lowered their guard a little.
"My daughter was kidnapped by a group of men in black. Following her scent, she came here."
Fan Xiang nodded and said without surprise: "Fan was also entrusted by someone to investigate the disappearance of his youngest daughter."
"How dare they be so rampant in Zuzhou? This group of thieves is extremely courageous!"
When Ji Ran saw that Fan Xiang came here for the same thing as him, he couldn't help but feel happy. He hurriedly said: "Master Fan, this is where my daughter's aura disappeared, but I searched three times and couldn't find any clues."
Fan Xiang smiled and shook his head, "You don't have to call me Daxia. How old am I? Just call me Brother Fan."
"You may not remember, but you and I met once before."
Seeing Ji Ran's confused face, Fan Xiang explained: "A certain family also participated in the Hundred Cities Competition in the past and watched your battle."
Only then did Ji Ran remember that the person in front of him was the final winner of the competition in the past, the Dharma Realm.
After not seeing each other for decades, when they met again, the gap between the two was even greater. One of them had become a master of Jindan, while he had spent his years in a small world and had only just entered Tongxuan.
But at this moment, these sad thoughts are just floating clouds. Finding Lingyun is the most important thing.
Fan Xiang glanced around the deserted house and said, "I wonder if Fan can go inside and have a try."
Fan Xiang strolled around the abandoned house twice and said calmly: "These thieves have done their job very well. There is no difference between this place and the house that has been abandoned for decades."
"I couldn't even smell anyone coming."
"But." Fan Xiang's tone gradually became colder, "The more you cover it up, the more problematic it is. Even if it is an abandoned house, there should be snakes and rats living there, but there is no life here at all. Isn't it weird?"
I saw his eyes widen angrily, and a flash of purple light flashed through him.
"Destroy the evil and evil tricks!"
A sound was like a thunderbolt, and there was faint purple lightning surging in the air.
The Taoist Thunder Sound specializes in breaking evil spells!
Just hearing the sound of kacha and pop, a dark little ghost fell to the ground, twitching all over and spitting out blood. After a few struggles, he lost his life.
"It turns out to be a phantom demon. No wonder Fan looks here and feels disharmony everywhere."
Looking at the house at this moment, although it has not changed much, there are many more foxes singing, birds chirping, and the whereabouts of snakes and rats.
And the atmosphere here suddenly became much more complicated and mottled.
Ji Ran sensed it briefly and said ecstatically: "Lingyun, I feel Lingyun's breath!?"
"Where?"
"It's...underground!" Ji Ran said after carefully identifying it.
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"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Su came to see me for something?" Yan Qingyun sat upright and asked with a charming smile.
Tang Yuan looked up and down at the female cultivator in front of him. He kept scanning until it was clear that the smile on Yan Qingyun's face could no longer be held, and then he spoke.
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"Yan Xianzi's charm skills haven't been mastered yet. The Hehuan Sect's charm method, even if it's a powerful enemy or the end of the world, you can still show your charm without changing your expression. You just get stared at by Su, and you'll be confused. When will we be able to cultivate this magical power?"
Yan Qingyun's face froze for a moment, then he smiled as usual and said: "What my fellow Taoist said was a method of magic, right? I, the Su Nu Pavilion, practices the transformation of gods and humans, and it is indeed somewhat similar to the magical powers of the Hehuan Sect, but The foundation is completely different.”
Tang Yuan nodded and said: "The reason why the founder of Su Nu Pavilion rebelled against Hehuan Sect in the past was because of the dispute over ideas. Although the foundation of her sect's Taoism came from Hehuan, the essence is naturally completely different from before. "
"If the Su Nu Patriarch knew that her disciple had violated the ancestral teachings and returned to the Demon Sect, I wonder how she would feel?"
The expression on Yan Qingyun's face suddenly became solemn, and he frowned and said, "Who is Fellow Taoist?"
Tang Yuan said with a faint smile: "You know, the return of Su Nu Pavilion is not something that only Jiuyou Dao can handle!"
