Are you crazy? Who asked you to hunt for treasures in the emperor's harem?

The explosion lasted for a long time. When the flames died down and the smoke cleared, the pupils of everyone present shrank, because Shura was completely unharmed, and not even a bit of his clothes were burned...

"Ghostly Hell Steps, it's not that guy Tie Miansheng... so many talismans... the fluctuations of the mysterious energy are also a bit strange... a bit interesting..."

Shura muttered and disappeared in an instant.

Mingshi in the courtyard turned around and nodded to the remaining masked men in black. The masked men in black immediately understood. Some of them rushed towards Zhang Rang, while others scattered and began to search the area.

A moment later, Zhang Rang screamed, and the whole world returned to silence.

"Ye Fan... He specially wore the uniform of a student of Mingyuan College today... It's just right, so he doesn't have to arrange a scapegoat!"

Mingshi looked in the direction where Ye Fan left, patted his clothes, and a smile appeared on his lips again.

...........

the other side,

"I go………"

Ye Fan was very depressed as he ran wildly in the dark. He just went back secretly to observe the situation. He wanted to see who killed so many people in Ming Bowu and whether it was the person who had been framing him for some time. However, he got nothing and was targeted by Shura, one of the Six Killers.

Looking at the black figure that kept flashing not far behind him, Ye Fan felt extremely depressed, because he seemed to have no way to get rid of the other person... The other person was following him like a cat playing with a mouse...

But Ye Fan did not gain nothing just now. After all, judging from Ming Shi's reaction, the other party killed Ming Bowu in order to frame Ming Bowen, not to let him take the blame...

"Boy, I'm too lazy to play with you!"

At this moment, a cold shout was heard, and a black figure flew across the sky and instantly came in front of Ye Fan. It was Shura.

Seeing this, Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, and a light flashed in his hand. The long stick made from the big iron ball in the City Lord's Mansion of Jiangzhou City appeared in his hand.

"Oh? Swordsman?"

Looking at Ye Fan holding a long black stick, Shura's eyes, the only part of his body that was exposed, moved slightly.

Suddenly, a dense golden light flashed.

"Shhhhhh!"

Immediately afterwards, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard.

Before the sound of breaking air died down, dozens of sticks glowing slightly with golden light and engraved with a large number of mysterious patterns appeared around Shura. All the golden sticks with mysterious patterns vaguely formed a mysterious magic circle.

Soon, a masked old man in black with white hair and eyebrows appeared and came not far in front of Ye Fan. He stared at Shura.

"Ye Fan, right? I owe Master Qiao a favor!"

"Hurry up, this guy is very strong, I can only hold him back for a short while!"

The old man with white hair and eyebrows and black clothes looked at Ye Fan and spoke quickly.

"Mr. Qiao?"

Ye Fan frowned slightly, and Qiao Changqing's voice appeared in his mind, but he didn't point out that Shura was there. He slowly said, "Stop the other party for a while, what will you do after that?"

"After you leave, even if I try to stop him for a while, he will run away immediately!"

The old man with white hair and eyebrows, masked in black, still spoke very fast.

"Then be careful!"

Ye Fan nodded slightly to the other party, and his figure quickly jumped away into the distance, disappearing from Shura's sight in a few breaths.

"You old thing, you can cut your own throat and still leave a whole body!"

Shura looked at the old man with white hair and eyebrows with disdain.

The old man with white hair and eyebrows and a mask in black clothes said nothing, turned around and ran away.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Shura took a step forward, and at that moment, the black-patterned sticks around him that seemed chaotic yet orderly suddenly burst into golden light.

The golden light turned into golden silk threads, intertwining with each other to form the shape of a cocoon, which instantly wrapped up Shura tightly.

"Golden Silkworm Subduing Tiger Formation, is this someone from the Golden Sect among the Five Sects?"

Shura shouted, and a red light appeared on his body as he struggled violently. In the blink of an eye, he was about to break free from the dense golden threads, but the next moment he was suppressed by the golden threads again...

...........

Under the night sky,

In a suburban villa,

A young man and an old man with white hair and eyebrows and wearing a black mask stood in the courtyard. They were Qiao Changqing and the old man who had just helped Ye Fan stop Shura.

"Mr. Tian, ​​thank you for your help today!"

Qiao Changqing sincerely thanked the old man.

"Mr. Qiao, you don't have to be so polite. My son accidentally fell that year, and it was thanks to your help that he was able to save his life! Today, I am just lucky and happened to be nearby. And it can't be said that I helped... The other party is very strong..."

"To be honest, I don't have the confidence to fight him. I can only use the formation to delay him a little!"

Mr. Tian sighed and continued, "Mr. Qiao, we are parting today. I don't know when we will meet again. Take care!"

"Take care, Mr. Tian!"

Qiao Changqing clasped his hands together and bowed to the other party.

Mr. Tian nodded slightly, his figure flashed and disappeared into the darkness.

Qiao Changqing quietly looked at the direction where Mr. Tian disappeared. After a long while, he turned his head to look at the night sky, took a deep breath, and murmured to himself: "Ye Fan, I have done my best, take care..."

…………

the next day,

The sun has just risen,

Ye Fan came to a dense forest in the suburbs of Beijing, which was the meeting place he and Liu Mengying had agreed to meet.

Ye Fan quickly came to a place where dead branches and fallen leaves were piled up in a disorderly manner. Under the dead branches and fallen leaves, there was a stone house that was neither big nor small. It was the stone house that Ye Fan had decorated with Tianpan Jade before.

Before, Ye Fan couldn't find a suitable place to set up the Tianpan Jade House, until he practiced Xuanwen, understood a lot of the contents of the Xuanfu Secret Records, and mastered the arrangement of the teleportation array...

"Big brother!"

As Ye Fan approached, Liu Mengying's excited voice was heard from the Tianpan Jade House, which was covered by piles of dead branches and leaves.

"Little bean sprouts!"

Hearing this, Ye Fan also greeted Liu Mengying and quickened his pace.

"Wait, don't come out!"

After taking a few steps, Ye Fan's expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly shouted to Liu Mengying.

Hearing this, Liu Mengying, who was about to open the Tianpan Jade House, suddenly stopped what she was doing and looked at Ye Fan through the hole in the stone house with an inquiring look.

Liu Mengying did not ask, because she could hear obvious vigilance and a hint of panic in Ye Fan's voice.

At this moment, Ye Fan didn't want to explain to Liu Mengying. With a flash of light in his hand, he took out the long stick made of iron ball from the Naxuan Ring and looked behind him with a vigilant expression, "Since you are here, come out!"

"Zizi! I didn't expect that I would be discovered in the end!"

"Boy, your perception is far beyond your profound energy cultivation..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a masked man in black suddenly appeared on the branch of a big tree not far behind Ye Fan. It was Shura, one of the Six Killers.

"This guy!"

After seeing Shura, Ye Fan felt heavy in his heart. He thought that after Shura was trapped by the magic circle last night, he had used his skills to the limit and had thrown him off, but he didn't expect...

"Boy, are you thinking you've gotten rid of me?"

Shura sneered, "Don't say you are just a Marquis, even if you are a top master of the Venerable class, I can follow you quietly!"

"Bragging your mother!"

Before Ye Fan could respond, a disdainful male voice rang out.

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