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Chapter two hundred and seventy-fifth plan to kill

"Why haven't those two little bastards come yet? Something can't have happened?"

There is a small wooden house in Yan Xiling, a wilderness.

Wen Tao, wearing a purple gold crown, frowned and paced back and forth outside the wooden house, looking very uneasy. The tomb masters who were pointing at Feng Shui acupoints all had very accurate "intuition". According to the agreement, he waited for Gu Xiaoyu and the little girl in Xuanjing to touch the formation pattern in Yan Xiling, and it was already the agreed time.

Wu Daozi came out of the wooden house with his arms around the dragon and frowned, "The second teleportation array pattern has been arranged, Ning Yi's junior nephew has not arrived yet?"

Wen Tao's forehead kept sweating, and his intuition told him that he could not wait any longer, and there might be a big crisis next.

"Where is Ning Yi? Not here either?" Wu Daozi raised his eyebrows and said, "You can't wait any longer, something big will happen."

For Wu Daozi, he would trek into this muddy waters purely because of Ning Yi's favor.

He has no friendship with Shushan. He has been alone and has made enemies everywhere. Once his enemies find an opportunity... he will be light. What's more, he and the Lord are carrying several "family heirloom treasures" on his back. If he is caught today, the sensation caused by the theft of the treasures in the holy mountain will shock the entire Sui Dynasty. No one who has anything to do with him will be able to escape and will not end up well.

Just finished speaking.

The space was twisted, Gu Xiaoyu, Xuan Jing, and Madam Xuanzhu fell from the air, and the young girl looked pale. It was obviously because of the low-level cultivation level, which resisted the fluctuations in space without protection measures... The moment she saw Uncle Wen Tao, Gu Xiaoyu relaxed.

"Walk!"

Seeing this scene, Wu Daozi acted decisively, turned back to the wooden house, and directly opened the teleportation array pattern to prepare to leave, and then his expression solidified.

Space is blocked from all directions.

The array pattern lights up and dim—

The cardinal roared and flapped its wings, and an extremely rich ominous wave spread in the heart.

"The formation pattern failed to start, and the space was locked." Wu Daozi pushed out the door, looked ugly, and spoke to everyone. He glanced at the young girl, and his eyes remained on Mrs. Xuanzhu who was still sleeping... The red star struggled out of his arms, landed anxiously on Xuanzhu's shoulder, and screamed in a low voice.

Wu Daozi squatted down and pulled out the copper coin pendant tied to Xuanzhu's neck. The starry light in his palm surging, shaking the pendant into pieces.

"The 'Great Divination Technique' of Dao Sect."

The monk twisted the pieces of copper coins, narrowed his eyes, and murmured: "This marker determines our location... The man has been staring at you. The reason why he lets you go is to catch a big fish..."

Gu Xiaoyu and Xuan Jing were stunned.

"Can't the little mother formation be activated?" Wen Tao was stunned for a moment, and also tried to activate the talisman, which ended in failure. He suddenly thought about the causes and consequences of this, and said angrily: "Damn it, Tiandu dogs are more sinister than the other one."

"The entire Yan Xiling has been locked."

Wu Daozi took a deep breath, knocked out eight tortoise shells with his fingers, each flying out ten feet, floating outside the wooden house, outlined a formation, illuminating the fog that was more than ten miles away, and showing a ray of image here.

The mist is everywhere.

Moonlight night is in a turbulent state.

It can be seen that rows of night walking teams surrounded Yan Xiling, holding treasures and constantly sticking talismans, and moving towards the direction of the hut in the forest.

Wen Tao said in a deep voice: "These people are not at a high level, and the highest level is only nine levels... I will fight out with the realm of life star, and you will follow me."

Wu Daozi shook his head and said, "It's impossible. The plunderer is behind. He is not sure about his purpose for the time being. If the other party can let these two little guys go, he is not afraid of not being able to stop the Internet. Not to mention that you are a life star, even if you are from the Star Lord realm... you may not be able to leave tonight."

Wen Tao was stunned.

Xuan Jing's voice suddenly rang out, intermittently, saying, "I... the academy... the messaging order, there is no news."

The monk stood in the tortoise shell pattern, and the little girl took out her token. When she left the imperial city, she sent a brief message to her most trusted master... The senior sister replied two words concisely.

"Wait for us."

Until now, the practitioners in the academy have not moved.

"The academy will not come."

The monk spoke calmly and said, "Can the Dao Sect develop such a large formation tonight... Don't you see that even the iron rule of heaven has made way for Li Changshou. Who will come to kill the killing situation? How could the academy come to this muddy water?"

Xuan Jing was dizzy and was a little unsteady. She only stood up with Gu Xiaoyu's support.

The girl murmured, "My master is Su Muzhe."

Wu Daozi smiled.

He looked at the young girl and whispered: "If Su Muzhe's name is useful, you won't have fallen to this point."

Xuan Jing still didn't react.

Her brain buzzed.

The messenger trembled again... The girl lowered her head and saw the news from her senior sister.

"Wait a little longer, I will definitely come."

This time, the senior sister did not use "we", but "me".

...

...

"Senior, I don't understand. You are also from academy, so why should you stop me?"

Above the academy, the moon was hanging high, and Jiuquanzi was sitting on the eaves carrying a wine pot. He looked at the woman Dao Sheng holding a black knife, and shook his head and said, "It is because I am also from the academy that I want to stop you. This is for the academy."

The black veil was blown by the strong wind.

Su Muzhe's voice was very cold and he said, "Someone is killing my closed disciple."

Jiuquanzi whispered: "Little girl Xuanjing, after all, is a member of the Dao Sect. Only by removing the Taihe Order can she be considered a disciple of the academy."

Next to Su Muzhe, one left and one right, was Shuiyue and Shengshengshen. The disciples of the academy had already condensed between different courtyards. The moment the Xuanjing request for help was heard, Qin Jun began to act, and he acted very quickly... but in the last "shock" he was stopped.

That person is strong enough and qualified enough.

Jiuquanzi sat on the eaves and said in a deep voice to Su Muzhe: "The situation tonight is still unclear. As a Nirvana, you should not come forward easily... Once you come forward, you will express your opinion on the academy."

Su Muzhe took a deep breath and said, "So what if you express your opinion."

"Do you remember how Yingtian Mansion fell?" Jiuquanzi lowered his eyebrows and said, "Under the city of Tiandu, the iron law is here, even if you and I have to act carefully... Once you and I stand in the wrong team, the people who suffer will be affected will be the ones who suffer. Think about your disciples and the innocent students of the academy. If Li Changshou wins after tonight, the second person in the Great Sui Dynasty will be established. How should the academy handle itself in the future?"

The woman's sword saint fell silent.

But it can be seen that her hand holding the knife was even more forceful, and her body was constantly exploding out of thin air.

"Four hours, I only need the academy to be quiet for four hours." Jiuquanzi's wine pot continued to overflow from the mouth of the pot, scattering into water droplets. It splashed ink to draw a black and white cage around the academy's hundreds of hectares of land. The iron law of Tiandu was not in conflict with this "cage" action of Nirvana, and it was obviously the default of the imperial power.

Jiuquanzi looked at Su Muzhe who was preparing for war and said meaningfully: "It's useless to pass this level of my life. Heaven is more than a nirvana."

"It's already dawn in four hours. This is absolutely impossible."

Su Muzhe still held the knife and shook his head and refused.

"What you want is dawn. Maybe you don't have to wait until dawn. Maybe you can see the 'end' in just half an hour." Jiuquanzi said quietly: "I can guarantee you that as long as the academy is on standby, there will be no adverse results for the academy... Xuan Jing handed over the Taihe Order and would not be hurt."

After this sentence fell, Su Muzhe fell into silence, as if he was thinking.

When Shengshengshen heard this, he felt like he was struck by lightning. Regarding Yan Xiling, Junior Sister Xuan Jing had already explained in the token that the one who acted with her was Shushan Gu Xiaoyu, and Ning Yi would soon rush to the "battlefield"... Shushan and the academy had just reached an ally, so Shushan was full of support in the Taihe Rebellion involved in Xuan Jing's Taihe Rebellion.

Now the emergence of Jiuquanzi has changed the nature of things.

This secret dispute tonight will soon turn into an open fight.

Now, Shengshengshou understands... Whether it is Xuan Jing or Gu Xiaoyu, they are all baits that lead to "Ning Yi"—

This is simply a killing game against Ning Yi!

Everything that happened tonight... The reason is that the prince wants to see the best candidate to attack the Eastern Realm, and wants to see who is sharper than the sword of Ning Yi and Li Changshou.

Qin Jun hurriedly said, "Master! This matter must not be done. Shushan is moving for the mysterious mirror. If we don't go out of this journey, our morality will be greatly damaged."

Su Muzhe did not respond.

The woman, Dao Sheng, held the five fingers of the ink knife and slowly relaxed.

Shengshengshou almost begged: "Master! If the academy does not come forward, Li Changshou will win, and our relationship with Shushan will be broken-"

“No need to say more.”

The woman Saint Saint breathed a long sigh and inserted Mo Dao backhand to the ground. She coldly interrupted her beloved disciple's words, looked up at Jiuquanzi on the eaves, and said, "I have a problem."

Jiuquanzi nodded and said, "But it's okay to ask."

"Is the prince just for Ning Yi tonight?" Su Muzhe asked in extreme obscureness: "Is there another person?"

Jiuquanzi looked at Su Muzhe who had been enlightened for a long time, took a few bites with some relief, and sighed softly, "Yes. Someone has already gone to taste the bitter fruit. The right and wrong are successful and the failure will be settled soon. Why should the academy come forward at this moment?"

"I see."

Su Muzhe suddenly felt very tired. It seemed that he had seen such a scene more than ten years ago.

But now I have changed my position.

She...has no choice.

Su Muzhe made a decision. She turned her head and looked at Sheng Shengran, unable to bear to look at Jiang Mianfeng's devastated eyes, and gently comforted: "We have to wait four hours... but maybe it won't take that long. Xuan Jing won't have any trouble."

Shengsheng's face was pale, and he lost his demeanor. He staggered backwards and sat slowly on the ground.

The messenger also fell from his sleeve and clattered on the ground.

She had no courage to tell Xuan Jing what happened in the academy.

In the silent eyes of the master, she could only make a ridiculous remark.

Shushan was abandoned.

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