"Ah..."

The long queue outside Yujing City all day long has disappeared today, and it seems quite deserted.

The sun's shadow is slanting to the west, the birds are hiding, and I don't know where they are going.

The golden osmanthus along the road is still strong in the light snow. The golden color is covered with a layer of white gauze, and the fragrance comes from a distance, bringing with it a bit of coldness.

On the distant forest mountain, a black figure with its head and face covered, said "Ah" for several breaths in the cold wind.

"……sneeze!"

When he stepped on it, flying snow flew up.

The sneeze finally came out.

Zhu Yiyi, who only showed a pair of sinister eyebrows and rat eyes, rubbed his nose vigorously and looked into the distance. The south gate of Yujing City was as big as a grain of rice.

"Who is thinking about me? Are you scolding me?"

"Tsk! That guy Li Fugui, who I haven't even met once, dares to call me here. He's holding a chicken feather as a command arrow!"

"Does he know who is the number one hero of the First Sin Palace on Void Island and who is the second in command on the first floor in the sky..."

After muttering a few words of complaint, Zhu Yiyi's eyes fell back to the snow, looking at the crisscrossing black shadows, and began to ponder.

The Wuminglin Mountain, hundreds of miles away from the entrance to the southern city, has now been dyed white.

Weather or other reasons, no outsiders are here at the moment.

However, if you carefully count the shadows on the ground, there are hundreds of them, as if they are trapped in a big circle.

Most of these shadows haven't moved for a long time...

But as time goes by, more shadows always break into this "big circle", causing commotion, and finally become still, as if lying on the snow and sleeping forever.

"Many people died..."

"It seems that the person this time is difficult to save. Maybe I will have to catch him."

The sun fades into the distant mountains, and the sky becomes late afternoon.

Zhu Yiyi let out a long sigh and tossed the pebbles in his hand back and forth to relieve his anxiety.

The pebbles turned into leaves as they flew up from the palm of my hand, turned into snowballs as they flew upward, and turned into dirty trousers that came from nowhere when they fell back to the other hand.

This is "stealing the sky and exchanging the sun", one of the cores of Kinmen's stealing technique.

Zhu Yiyi was already warming up. He had to prepare to steal the target immediately and then escape.

As for where the target is now...

Of course at your feet!

The hundreds of shadows on the snow are exactly the projection of the battlefield near Dong Ji’s tea shop at the southern gate of Yujing City.

The shadow that remains motionless for a long time is the white clothes of the formation eye.

The shadows that trespassed into the situation were moths drawn to the flames, such as the Ghosts and Gods Gang and the dead men of the Xiang family.

The only shadow that can move back and forth is naturally the person in charge of the situation - Dao Qiongcang.

This is the technique of "transformation", which allows the most direct spying from the side by projecting the target's shadow.

Although it is a two-dimensional shadow projection method, Zhu Yiyi, as the only inheritor of the Golden Gate Stealing Technique, has already practiced this technique to perfection.

By looking at the shadow, he can directly create a scene of the battlefield in his mind, and even add various colors to it, making it lifelike.

In addition to no sound, no facial expressions, etc...

The rest are all benefits.

At least, this can avoid 99% of the special induction from the target that may be triggered by direct observation. It is the highest level of voyeurism for thieves.

"Why isn't it better yet..."

Unable to hear the sound, Zhu Yiyi scratched his head and back, feeling uncomfortable all over.

But he is still very patient.

It's just that he hasn't fought such a tough battle in a long time - in the past, if he wanted anything, he could just steal it, openly and without any detours.

This time the target is the Taoist Palace Master...

Forget it, just bear with it a little longer!

…

At the gate of the south city, Dong Ji Tea Shop, inside the Hundred Worlds Severing Spirit Array.

"The sun has gone down, but I am still waiting."

"Usually at this time, I no longer deal with the affairs of the Holy Mountain, but start leisurely entertainment after dinner."

"For example, exploring the secluded areas, playing chess, handicrafts, clay sculpture, embroidery, burning incense, fantasy, drinking tea..."

Dao Qiongcang paced back and forth, walking around Xiang Yao Yao, citing hundreds of examples in succession like a fly, which made the latter's eyes turn white in annoyance.

Dao Qiongcang had left this formation before and went to look for the Five Deceivers of Heaven and Man.

But as soon as he touched the mask, the gods and humans exploded.

The demi-saint self-destructed, and even Dao Qiongtian had no choice but to take care of the aftermath and come back in despair.

Still not prepared enough, I underestimated the Devouring Body...

No! It should be said that the guy was too vigilant and too decisive. He blew himself up and stopped all his back-ups.

As long as he is slower...

No problem!

If you can't hold the small one, hold on to the big one now, there will always be bigger fish that will take the bait... Dao Qiongcang is never discouraged, the stronger the opponent, the more excited he becomes.

There was a buzzing in her ears, but Aunt Xiang couldn't close her eyes and hold her ears.

Her upper and lower eyelids seemed to be held open by invisible fingers. She could not move her spiritual thoughts. She could only watch the sky slowly disappear from the left, appear on the right, disappear again from the left, and appear on the right...

It starts over and over again, it’s so annoying!

There is a necklace around her neck, with a token hanging on it, with the word "forbidden" written on it.

For Aunt Xiang, a ban on martial arts is enough to completely kill her spiritual energy, spirit, soul and other game powers.

At this moment, she is the fish on the chopping board.

Apart from Dao Qiongcang not daring to force her to speak, he controlled everything he could.

"By the way, you still don't know how to make the pan-fried mandarin fish, right?" Dao Qiongcang became interested when the conversation came to this point. He gestured with his hands and started cooking from a distance:

"The most perfect thing is to cut it open in the middle, cut the fish bones into two halves, flip it over and cook until it's brown..."

"Finally, sprinkle on my exclusive secret 'loose fragrance powder', wow, that smell, that texture..."

After Dao Qiongang finished speaking, Aunt Xiang remained unmoved.

There were hundreds of people in white clothes behind, and there were sounds of slurping and swallowing.

Several of them had stomach rumblings, obviously they were hungry after waiting all afternoon.

Lying on the ground, twitching and desperate, there was a ghost face.

He was no longer surrounded by the fried fish from the Xiang Family and the Ghosts and Gods Gang. In the subsequent waves of "saviors", the ANBU checked their identities one by one.

Dao Qiongcang is not shy about letting everyone know his results at this moment.

Ghost Face just heard that there were not only the remnants of the "tea house" back then, but even the "Qin Burning" earlier.

It's a pity that they explained it here and the forces behind it were also exposed.

Dao Qiongtian did not move, and the Anbu and other units of the Holy Mountain moved out to take what should be taken and kill what should be killed.

By following the clues, I don’t know how many people can be found in this wave.

"Oh, talking about it makes me a little hungry..."

Dao Qiongcang took out the teapot and moistened his throat. After glancing at the corpses on the ground, he looked at Aunt Xiang who pursed her lips and said nothing, and said happily:

"Speaking of which, I'm also curious about a question. Since you left the Secret Realm of Four Symbols, why did you run to Yujing City? Isn't this asking for your own death?"

Aunt Xiang was startled, then sneered, isn't it your Holy Emperor's guidance that is causing trouble in the dark!

Seeing no response, Dao Qiongcang continued to say:

"Do you think I used the Holy Emperor's guidance?"

"Actually not, I don't need it to deal with you yet."

He shook his finger and shouted:

"I have set up obstacles in the direction where you might escape."

"Including various teleportation arrays, leading to the Eastern Territory, leading to the Southern Territory, and even leading to the cross street corner..."

"You didn't go to all the places, but in the end you chose Yujing City. I have to say, this is really unexpected."
To be continued...