Chapter 155 Strange Flower [Ask for a monthly pass! 】

runaway?

  Chu Liang turned his head and looked at the main entrance of Xuanyuan Villa, which was less than a hundred feet away. The four large characters on the plaque were particularly clear...

  Looking at Ji Lingyu again, he couldn't help but said, "I must be exhausted after walking such a long distance."

"Hey..." Ji Lingyu smiled embarrassedly, and said, "You don't understand, it's not that I don't want to go far away. It's just that our family is very strict about people going out. I ran away from home many times before. The whereabouts were all deduced by the elders using the method of searching the sky and the earth. So I did the opposite this time and stayed on the outskirts of Xuanyuan Villa. There is a formation in the Dihong Valley to block the secrets, but I can't deduce it , so that you can avoid being traced.”

"Miss Ji is really clever." Chu Liang praised, and then asked: "But if you are like this, you can't go far if you want to escape detection, and you can't avoid detection if you go far. In the end, you still can't leave home... What's the point of running away?" Woolen cloth?"

   "..." Ji Lingyu paused, and said, "Oh, anyway, I just need to escape for a few days this time, and I won't explain it to you."

   "Okay." Chu Liang didn't pry into other people's private affairs much, so he stood up and said, "Then I wish Miss Ji a smooth trip."

  Since Ji Lingyu doesn't know where Aunt Thirteen is, it's useless to chat with her, so she has no choice but to go back to Shushan.

  Walking away, I heard Ji Lingyu say to himself: "I will definitely win this time against Starling..."

  After bidding farewell to Ji Lingyu, he turned over and rode on the golden retriever, galloping on all fours with his big head, and left Dihong Valley in a hurry.

  Speaking of which, flying on the back of a golden retriever may not be very fast, but I feel that I have a lot of face. I wish I could fly lower so that everyone on the ground can see it.

  The fifth-level spiritual beast is a mount, which is not the treatment that ordinary practitioners can have! This is the expression of identity.

  Ordinary cultivators, don’t say you can’t catch it or afford it, even if it follows you, you can’t afford it.

   It is said that in places where practitioners gather such as the Three Islands of Penglai, Taotie City or Yudu City, there is also a special business for renting out high-end mounts. Many people are willing to spend some money to experience it.

   There are even some people who rent some mounts of the fifth and sixth realms, pretending to be the children of aristocratic families or the second generation of the immortal sect, to deceive the feelings of cultivators of the opposite sex, and there are many successful ones.

   But it didn't take long for Chu Liang to sense something was wrong.

   Sitting on the back of the golden retriever, he always has a feeling of being on his back... This is the feeling of being spied upon after a certain level of spiritual practice. It seems that someone is watching him?

   This feeling made Chu Liang feel restless.

   But in this vast and vast sky, with no shadow in front or behind, who can always follow him?

   After pondering for a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, raised his Wuchen sword, and cast a hundred sword tactics to surround himself.

  chi chi chi chi—

   With the sword light protecting his body, he felt a little more at ease. Then the precious leaf lanterns are sacrificed, and the red lotus fire is lit to illuminate the surroundings.

  Hoo—

  The divine fire lit up, and finally revealed an ethereal shadow.

   He was actually sitting on the tail of the golden retriever, not far behind Chu Liang!

   "Who is it?" Chu Liang shouted suddenly, and all the sword lights aimed at the phantom.

   "Brother, don't draw your sword, I'm not a villain!"

  Then there was a response, and the phantom slowly solidified, and it turned into a white-faced boy in a blink of an eye.

  This young man was dressed in a bright yellow gown, with long and narrow eyes, straight eyebrows, and fair skin. His appearance was vaguely similar to the previous Ji Lingyu.

   It's just his pupils, which are blue.

  Chu Liang guessed that he should also be from the Ji family, so he didn't relax his vigilance, but said in a deep voice, "Tong Ming."

   "Ranked eighth in Ji's parents' house, Ji Lingfeng." The young man cupped his hands, and said with a smile, "I saw you talking to Xiao Yu earlier, she is my own younger sister."

   "It turned out to be the eighth master of the Ji family." Chu Liang nodded, and continued to ask: "I don't know why the eighth master came to this golden retriever to follow me all the way?"

   "Hehe, it's like this..." Ji Lingfeng was quite cooperative with Chu Liang's guard, just holding his hands high and explaining patiently in a French posture.

"I have a small bet with Jiumei, to see who will escape the family for a long time this time. Although I can sneak out with the ability of invisibility, once I fly against the wind and leave a wave of breath, I may still be chased by the elders of the family. So I found it. That's why I wanted to rub your mount and take a distance. If you didn't find it, I would go down quietly in a while. I didn't expect to disturb you, I am really sorry." Ji Lingfeng said again Apologize.

   "Isn't there still a heavenly inspection to deduce the secret, so that it can be avoided?" Chu Liang was a little puzzled.

   "Hey, I have this." Ji Lingfeng raised his hand and showed three old copper coins, "This can help me shield myself from the secrets of heaven for three days. Even if I am arrested after three days, I should be able to beat Jiumei."

   "Won't your invisibility supernatural power also reveal the fluctuation of true energy?" Chu Liang asked again.

  In fact, he already felt that Ji Lingfeng was not lying, but the other party came really strangely, so he still carefully considered all the strange things in the other party's words.

"This is Xuanyuantong's innate talent, not some kind of supernatural power." Ji Lingfeng explained, "Brother may not understand that each color of Xuanyuantong in our Ji family has a different kind of magic, and what I have is Stealth."

   "I see..." Chu Liang nodded in relief.

  He has also heard about the fact that Xuanyuan Tong has different colors and spirits, but he has not understood it carefully. It seems that Ji Lingfeng's blue Xuanyuan pupils correspond to a hidden figure.

  The invisibility technique that won't reveal the fluctuation of true energy... It's quite scary to think about it.

   "Okay, now that I have explained it clearly to you, I will go first." Ji Lingfeng shook his hand, "Brother, we will meet again by fate."

   Before he finished speaking, he leaned up, and his whole body was already floating high in the sky. In an instant, he disappeared into the clouds and disappeared.

"Eh-"

  Chu Liang greeted him, but before he had time, Ji Lingfeng disappeared in a blink of an eye.

   "You don't need to pay for sitting..."

  He added weakly before sitting down again. This time, the feeling of being spied on disappeared, and finally he felt at ease.

   But thinking about the Ji family brothers and sisters I met just now, I still find it a little funny.

  These two are no longer the children of ordinary aristocratic families, they can be said to be the top second generation Xiu in the world.

   It's really weird.

  …

  Hoo.

  In the dark hall, there are more than a hundred black candlesticks placed on a high platform, some of which are burning and some are extinguished.

   Just now, another one went out. The candlesticks placed in the south and southwest were almost wiped out, only three glowing flames remained.

   "Master Hou, it seems that Nanlu Jieyin and Southwest Jieyin died in Zhennanyu Mountain, and the earth demon envoys and soul arresting envoys under his command were almost wiped out." A man in black stood at his highness and calmly reported.

   And a terrifying figure was sitting on the seat in the main hall.

  It was a middle-aged man in a high crown and brocade robe. He should have been tall and straight, but he was curled up on the seat, his face full of pain. If you look carefully, you will find that most of his chest and abdomen are empty!

  That's right, the left half of this person's torso is completely missing, and there is a whole semicircular gap, but he is still alive! The remaining part of the body is constantly trying to spread and grow, but every time a part of the granulation is extended, a golden flame-like force will appear, obliterating all the new granulation!

  The whole process made a terrible sound of "chi la chi la".

"Ah—" The process was obviously extremely painful. The middle-aged man groaned in pain and gritted his teeth tightly, "They can be regarded as more loyal subordinates to me, and they are all dead. It seems that when I leave the customs, there will be no more people around me." There are a few available people."

   "Don't worry, Lord Hou, your prestige in the sect is still strong. As long as you return from injury, you will naturally respond to everyone." The man in black bowed his head.

   "It's difficult." The middle-aged man sighed deeply, "In the past, I joined forces with King Baiyin and barely fought against the Fourth Palace. Now that King Baiyin is dead, I am left alone as the right protector. How can I restore my status?"

  The man in black was silent.

   After a long while, the middle-aged man glanced at the tall candlelight over there, and said, "There are still three young ones left. It's a fortune teller if they can escape from Zhennanyu Mountain."

   "There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the soul arrester." The man in black said.

   "Didn't you say earlier that you want to take the opportunity to install people in the four halls? Send these people there too, otherwise it's useless to keep a few residual candles." The middle-aged man said casually.

   "Yes." The man in black ordered the leader.

"ah…"

   Another round of granulation was wiped out, and the middle-aged man let out a painful roar again, but his eyes were calm, as if he had become numb to this extreme pain.

   "I've learned the power of Jingtian's gossip." He looked up to the sky, and said viciously, "Nine doubts! If I, Marquis Zijin, ever returns, you will surely repay me a hundredfold for this pain!"

"ah-"

  (end of this chapter)