Qin Lang was stunned. After he came to Ningcui Cliff, he was down-to-earth and diligent, and seemed to have never offended anyone. Why would anyone do anything bad for him? He stood up and looked out the window hole, but did not see anyone coming to this side, and smiled and said, "It seems that there is no one here."

The white fox said: "I really don't lie to you, but you have to be careful in everything."

Qin Lang said: "Do you have a name? Are your home nearby?"

The white fox blinked his blue eyes and said, "My surname is Sang and my name is Xuewu. My family lives at the foot of this mountain."

"You must know what I am?"

"You are a good person!"

Qin Lang was stunned. Xue Wu's answer was beyond his expectations. In its eyes, he was still the same person. You know, even Qin Lang no longer regarded himself as a human being.

"What's your name?" Baihu said timidly.

"Qin Lang!"

The white fox said: "Did you draw on the table that day as you were when you were alive?"

Qin Lang nodded. After all, Xue Wu still regarded herself as a dead person. In the past, she would never have thought that one day she would draw a portrait of herself.

Xue Wu suddenly said, "Someone is here!"

Qin Lang looked out of the window and saw more than ten figures walking towards this side from the bamboo forest in the distance: "Go away quickly." He reminded Xue Wu that he did not want the white fox to be discovered. The scene of the white fox fleeing in a hurry that day was chased in the House of All living beings still vivid in memory.

Xue Wu said: "You must be careful."

The white fox jumped out of the window first.

More than a dozen black-clothed craftsmen carried the sharpened bamboo pole at their heads and approached the stone house. The head was the black-clothed teenager who led Qin Lang at Sandu Bridge.

Qiuyu completely wet their clothes, but they still didn't realize it, their expression was muddy, their eyes were still motionless, and they were also wearing armor barriers. Their armor barrier was simply incomparable to Qin Lang. From the stiff expression, you can see that the production process is average. From this, it can be seen that the ghost craft Xiao Kaibi is far inferior to Lu Xingqiao in making armor barriers.

Qin Lang touched the short knife behind him, walked out of the stone house, and saw a tall figure standing on the bamboo building. It was not difficult to see that it was the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibu.

He whispered loudly in the direction of the bamboo building: "Mr. Xiao! What do you mean?"

The tall figure of the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi appeared on the bamboo building platform, holding the railing with both hands, looking at Qin Lang who had fallen into the encirclement in front of the stone house, and a gloomy smile appeared on his wrinkled face: "Don't be afraid, I just want to use this armor barrier for you."

Qin Lang finally believed that Bai Hu's words just now were all true, but he didn't understand that he had been here for three days, so why did the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi attack him until today? Should he still squeeze out his labor value before dismantling himself?

Dozens of black shadows approached here from the direction of the stone wall, holding axes and hammers in their hands, and these were craftsmen responsible for cutting the mountains and picking up stones.

The scene was quite big. In order to deal with him, so many puppets were dispatched. Qin Lang sighed secretly, was he making a big deal?

The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi shook his head, as if he had seen the ending.

Qin Lang pulled out his short sword, and the autumn rain fell on the blade, stirring up a sad and cold sword light. When the enemy was too many and we were few, we could only choose to fight back.

In fact, Gu Xiefei reminded him a few days ago, only because he did not pay enough attention to it at that time. Perhaps he wanted to repair the lost two souls and spirits, so he fell into trouble step by step. However, Qin Lang didn't understand that he was just an inconspicuous little skeleton. Why did they fight against him in a big way?

Xue Wu's voice suddenly came from behind: "My benefactor, follow me!" The little fox still did not leave.

Qin Lang turned around, but saw a white light rushing towards the grave.

Qin Lang was stunned. He had been cleaning the grave these three days, but he did not find any place to hide in the grave.

"Quick!" Xue Wu urged.

Qin Lang saw dozens of puppets approaching him with weapons in their hands, and seemed to have no choice except the grave. He turned around and fled to the grave. Looking at the grave high in the rain, perhaps Xue Wu wanted him to occupy the favorable terrain first and start the battle from a high place.

The boy in black waved his hand and issued an order to attack.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The black-clothed puppet carrying the bamboo pole had already launched the attack first. The bamboo pole in his hand was thrown at Qin Lang like a javelin. The top of the bamboo pole had long been sharpened, and its sharpness was no less than that of a spear. In addition, these black-clothed puppets had a great power and could throw it out casually, just like a powerful bow and crossbow firing.

For a moment, countless shadows broke through the air and shot towards Qin Lang. Although his armor barrier was exquisite, his defense was quite average. If he was shot by these bamboo poles, countless large holes would definitely be poked out.

Didn’t the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi say that he wanted to use this armor barrier? It seems that he doesn’t care whether it is intact or not.

Qin Lang escaped quickly enough, and ran away with his long legs.

I don’t know if the black-clothed puppets were not strong enough or Qin Lang’s speed was fast enough. Dozens of bamboo poles hit his body. It seemed like a large piece of bamboo poles rained behind him. Some bamboo poles were inserted into the mud, and some bamboo poles directly hit the hard rocks, making crackling sounds.

Qin Lang had already escaped to the south side of the grave. Xue Wu was waiting for him by the grave. Seeing him coming, she crawled into the hole of a black bead on the grave.

Qin Lang was puzzled in his heart. He cleaned the grave for three days and did not find the cave at all. I wonder when it appeared?

Dozens of puppets behind him chased after him with no chance. Qin Lang didn't even bother to think about it, and drilled into the hole. His body was barely drilled into the hole. A bamboo pole had already stabbed in. Qin Lang sideways avoided the assassination of the bamboo pole, and cut the bamboo pole into two pieces with a backhand.

Xue Wu's blue eyes illuminated the dark tomb, and there was a cave entrance not far ahead. Xue Wu said, "Here!" It jumped down from the cave entrance.

Qin Lang followed closely and jumped into the cave.

The cave was straight up and down. Qin Lang jumped in and thought about how deep the cave was. If it was too deep, wouldn’t it be crushed to pieces?

Fortunately, the cave was only three meters high, and Qin Lang landed safely.

Looking at the two eyes floating like blue stars in the dark, he whispered: "Xuewu, what is this place?"

Xue Wu said: "The tomb of Li Kongshan, the founder of the Nine Nether Sect."

The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi did not expect Qin Lang to escape under the siege of a group of puppets, and even more unexpectedly, he actually fled into Li Kongshan's tomb. You must know that although he was named the ghost craftsman, he was responsible for the workshop here, his main responsibility was to guard the tomb.

Li Kongshan's tomb is the forbidden area of ​​the Jiuyou Sect. Anyone who dares to enter will be killed without any hesitation.

The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi looked at the gap in the tomb and was stunned. He would patrol the tomb every day, and never found such a large hole in the tomb. Without his orders, the puppets would not dare to enter the tomb. They stood by and surrounded the tomb.

The boy in black came to the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi and whispered, "Master, this matter is not a minor matter, and he must be reported to the sect leader." He was not a puppet made by the ghost craftsman, but Xiao Qingjian, the only disciple of the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi, who was raised by Xiao Kaibi since childhood, and even his name was given.

"No!" The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi hurriedly stopped this matter. If the sect leader Yue Yangtian knew about it, the first person he was held accountable. Looking at the hole in the tomb, his white eyebrows were furrowed together, and hesitated for a while before saying, "You are guarding outside, I'll go down to chase him."

"Master..." Xiao Qingjian wanted to stop him, but he didn't dare to say that as one of the four great guardians, the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi, could not know the consequences of breaking into the forbidden area, and he was suspected of committing it knowingly.

The ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi knew what he meant and whispered: "I can't let the monster blaspheme the ancestor's spiritual sleep and make him uneasy. You just pretend that this has not happened."

Xiao Qingjian nodded: "Master, I'll go."

Xiao Kaibi shook his head: "He is a Taoist pet carefully made by Lu Xingqiao. On the surface, he is no different from ordinary people. I have seen his spirit soul. His bone body still has one soul and five spirits, and his bones are strange and unprecedented."

His eyes fell on the dark cave entrance of the grave and whispered: "This monster is quite scheming. He took advantage of the opportunity to clear the tomb to leave the cave entrance here. He should have been alert and left a way out in advance. You can retreat for the time being."

After Xiao Qingjian retreated with the puppets, the ghost craftsman Xiao Kaibi raised his right hand with three fingers, pinched a finger sword, and muttered something.

The ground around the tomb vibrates slightly.
Chapter completed!