"That's the guy." The wretched man grinned.
He knelt on the roof of the inn, pulled away the tiles, and saw Yan Zening lying on the bed through the gap.
"It smells so good, it really smells good." He murmured in a low voice, spread out his palms, and the thin man standing aside skillfully took out a slender bamboo tube from his arms and placed it on the palm of the wretched man.
The wretched man stuck one end of the bamboo pipe into Yan Zening's room and blew out the ecstasy smoke. The white smoke slowly sank to the ground and spread gracefully in the room.
After waiting for half an hour, the wretched man and the thin man sneaked into the inn, found Yan Zening's room, and pushed the door open.
"It's his grandma's." The wretched man said excitedly, "Why are we so lucky?" He rubbed his hands and touched Yan Zening on the bed, "Let me see where he put that spiritual treasure."
The thin man took out the knife from his arms and warned, "It's better to be careful."
The thin man walked in front of the wretched man, gradually approached, put the knife on Yan Zening's neck, and then winked at the wretched man.
The wretched man understood this and groped Yan Zening boldly. He searched for a long time but couldn't find it. He really couldn't think of any other hiding spots on Yan Zening's body.
The thin man suggested: "Wake him up and find out where the baby is from his mouth."
After hearing this, the wretched man thought it was a good idea, so he slapped Yan Zening six times in the face.
Yan Zening woke up from the pain.
My face was burning and hurting.
But now is not the time to ask why it hurts.
There was a sharp coldness on the neck. There was someone beside the bed, and there were more than one.
Yan Zening felt cold in his heart, opened his eyes and said, "Who are you?"
"Hahaha!" The wretched man burst into laughter, "Third brother, look at this pretty boy who is still blind."
The thin man replied with a cold face: "Fourth, you are wrong. The blind man still has eyes. He doesn't even have eyes anymore."
After hearing this, the wretched man laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears. He laughed for a while, and the thin man reminded him that it was time to do business.
So he jumped up and slapped Yan Zening, which made Yan Zening dizzy and his face tilted to one side. Yan Zening turned his head and looked at the wretched man without moving, remaining silent.
The wretched man felt uncomfortable when he looked at him, and a chill ran down his back. This fear prompted him to slap Yan Zening hard again.
"Young boy can still scare people! Tell me, where did you put the treasure that stores spiritual energy?"
Yan Zening said that he did not have such a treasure.
How could those two people believe it? The thin man pulled Yan Zening's hair, spat on his face, and threatened: "If you don't want to lose arms and legs, I advise you to say it."
Yan Zejing said quietly: "You two must have been looking for me before I woke up. Since you didn't find it, it means you were looking in the wrong place."
The thin man looked at the wretched man suspiciously, "Fourth, did you smell it wrong?"
Unexpectedly, the wretched man became excited after hearing this. He danced with his hands and feet and screamed, "Third brother! My nose has never been wrong! He has spiritual power." As he said that, he used his nose to roam up and down Yan Zening's body, and finally Stopped in the abdomen.
The thin man narrowed his eyes, thinking, and moved his eyes on the faces of Yan Zening and the wretched man. He held his chin in his hand and said with a smile:
"Fourth, maybe we thought wrong."
The wretched man stared at the thin man suspiciously.
The thin man pointed at Yan Zening's abdomen, "The baby is not on his body, but it can be in his body!"
"Ah!" The wretched man suddenly realized, and then pressed his hand on Yan Zening's abdomen, "It should be here, the smell is the strongest here."
The thin man shook out a knife from his sleeve and threw it to the wretched man. The wretched man took the knife and tore open Yan Zening's clothes, preparing to cut open Yan Zening's lower abdomen to find the treasure he longed for.
Unexpectedly, Yan Zening jumped up at this time, trying to deal with his injured neck and hit the thin man with a heavy punch. The thin man easily dodged Yan Zening's attack, but Yan Zening's fist landed on the vase on the bedside. The vase fell to the ground with a crash and broke into pieces.
The thin man was enraged and punched Yan Zening in the face, beating him until he was covered in colors and shouting:
"You stinky blind man, you dare to hit me, I will skin you today." After saying that, he snatched the knife from the hand of the wretched man, pulled Yan Zening's hair and tried to cut his scalp. The wretched man weakly tried to dissuade him. : "Hey, Fourth Brother, let's get down to business first."
The thin man was so angry that he couldn't hear anything he said. He held the knife and saw that the tip of the knife was about to pierce Yan Zening's scalp. With a "dong" sound, something broke through the door - a sharp sword flashed with cold light, as if it was swift and violent. It rushed towards him like an arrow, no, towards the knife in his hand. The sword broke the knife in his hand, the knife broke into pieces, and his hand was numb.
The thin man's eyes darkened and he immediately dropped the sword in his hand. The wretched man immediately stood up straight and shouted at the half-broken door: "Who?"
A gentle female voice came out from behind the door.
"In the middle of the night, shouting and killing, it disturbs people's dreams."
Through the tattered half door, the thin man gazed at the woman's slender fingers, her white, delicate and slender neck, and her earlobes like jade pendants.
The fingers also curled up the cloud-like hair on the back of his neck.
The thin man suddenly felt like beating a drum and said respectfully: "Since the fairy dislikes us for working loudly, let's keep our voices down. When the matter is finished, I will come to the fairy myself to apologize."
Chi Yu couldn't help but laugh. By the time you finish your work, her cheap master will be cold to the core.
She opened the door and walked in slowly.
As soon as he entered the door, Chi Yu looked at Yan Zening carefully. Yan Zening raised his upper body, listened to Chi Yu's voice, and looked at her.
When the two looked at each other, Chi Yu couldn't hold back.
"Hahaha," Chi Yu laughed, "Master, your face is swollen like a monkey's butt. No, it's like a monkey's butt plus a paint tray, mixed together."
Chi Yu swore that although her cheap master had no eyes, she clearly saw him glaring at her in a trance.
Looking at the smiling woman in front of him, the thin man couldn't help but be stunned, but his mind was still a little clear now.
This woman has a master-student relationship with the pretty boy on the bed, and the idea of disturbing people's dreams is simply an excuse. She must be here to save the pretty boy.
But after finally finding a baby with spiritual energy, how could they give up.
The thin man decided to be polite first and then fight. "Fairy, it's better not to interfere with this matter. You can have many masters, but you only have one life."
Chi Yu turned a deaf ear and recited the incantation, retracted the small sword that fell on the bed, shrunk it, and hid it in her bun.
The wretched man's eyes lit up, "Isn't this how you handle swordsmanship?"
Chi Yu crossed his arms and said, "Of course this is sword control. Don't be afraid. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword!"
When Chi Yu came to this world, she never struggled even if she learned the magic. Her magic was all about improving the quality of daily life. She always avoided Zhou Yeye's provocations. On the one hand, she really fought. However, secondly, she doesn't like fighting.
This time she took action to save Yan Zening's life, but she was really unsure of the strength and means of these two people, so she didn't want to continue killing them. It would be best if she could pretend to scare them away.
The thin man and the wretched man have been traveling around the world for many years without capsizing. Naturally, they have some tricks up their sleeves, and they will not be deterred by Chi Yu's few words. The two of them looked at each other, took out half a copper bell from their arms, and shook them together.
When they took out half a copper bell, Chi Yu was still wondering what the use of this rag was. When they shook the bell, Chi Yu was still laughing in his heart, without making any sound.
But when she felt her soul shake, and everything in front of her eyes appeared double, she realized something was wrong. The two men stabbed her with daggers, but she was in a daze and could not make any resistance.
"Chi Yu!" Yan Zening shouted.
Chi Yu was awakened by the urgent voice. She took out the small sword from her bun, hurriedly recited the incantation, and enlarged it to resist the two daggers stabbing her.
After resisting, she recited another incantation, and then a ball of fire appeared out of thin air. She smashed it into the face of the wretched man. The wretched man screamed miserably and crawled out of the room to find water.
Chi Yu had no time to care about the wretched man who ran out of the room. She was now sweating coldly on her forehead and confronting the thin man with her sword in hand.
What should I do? She is almost running out of energy. Controlling the small sword only uses up half of her energy. With the use of the Fire Drawing Technique, she can only use one spell.
You have to find a good time and don't waste it.
She decided to use psychological tactics.
Chi Yu sneered, "Now that your accomplices have been beaten away by me, you are the only one left. I have a lot of them, so you still have time to leave now."
The thin man also smiled. He saw that the woman in front of him was just a fresh-faced green melon egg. She had a fierce appearance and a soft heart. Her steps were messy when evading. He was deceived by her appearance at first.
He pretended to be frightened, lowered his head and begged for mercy, saying that he would get out immediately. After saying that, he walked towards the door and pretended to leave.
Chi Yu looked at the thin man warily, keeping his eyes on him, focusing entirely on him, forgetting that his back was facing the door, so someone could take advantage of him.
"Behind, Chi Yu."
As soon as the strong wind came, it hit Chi Yu's neck.
Chi Yu heard Yan Zening's reminder, but it was too late. The wretched man who came back stabbed her shoulder with a knife, which hurt her. As soon as her hand relaxed, the thin man who approached her at some point knocked the sword off. .
She was defenseless.
The thin man grabbed her wrist with one hand and touched her face with the other hand. Chi Yu turned away and the thin man said with a smile:
"How about if you become my wife, I won't kill you."
Chi Yu glanced at the thin man's back and smiled at the thin man. When the thin man saw Chi Yu smiling, he didn't even know his last name and took out his hand to touch Chi Yu's face.
At this moment, there was a "swish" sound, a cold light flashed in the sky, and the small sword rushed straight towards the thin man's head. The alarm bell suddenly sounded, the thin man's scalp was numb and his hair stood on end, and he ran away with all his strength. Only then could he avoid it.
Chi Yu escaped from Fatty's clutches.
After the small sword struck, it returned to Chi Yu's hand.
The thin man and the wretched man looked at each other again, and Qiqi attacked Chi Yu. Chi Yu dodged several of their attacks and almost couldn't hold on anymore.
"Take two steps back, attack his Xuanji, and then attack his atrium."
Yan Zening turned his head to listen and blurted out the solution.
"Take a step to the left, lower your head, stab his Qi Hai, and hit his arm."
"Take a step forward, bend down, thrust the sword forward, step on his feet, and stab him Ting Gong."
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Finally, Chi Yu used the wood-stimulating technique to turn the potted plants in the room into strong wooden roots, binding them tightly and ending the battle.
After finally finishing it, Chi Yu slumped down on the chair and poured himself a cup of tea. Yan Zening got out of bed and walked to Chi Yu's side, "Give me a cup too."
Chi Yu looked at Yan Zening's face, pouring tea and spraying tea. Yan Zening's hand holding the tea cup stopped in mid-air.
"I'm sorry, Master." Chi Yu smiled and lay on the table, "But your face is really funny."
Yan Zening smiled when he heard Chi Yu's laughter, and whispered something inappropriate.
"We still have one important thing to do." After Chi Yu smiled enough, Yan Zening said, "We need to know how they targeted us."
Yan Zening turned around and looked at the two people on the ground with dark eyes.
The thin man and the wretched man looked into Yan Zening's eyes, as if they were seeing an abyss.
