Do the best of Qingge

For several days in a row, He Xiangjun did not leave the restaurant, and besides practicing daily, he would also go out for a walk in the evening.

Of course, Chu Linge would not be able to act freely, and she could only follow He Xiangjun wherever he went.

This made Chu Linge both depressed and helpless.

I have met a lot of weird people, this He Xiangjun is the most unique one, without the slightest awareness of being a strong person, he will beat people if he disagrees with him.

Other Nirvana Realm powerhouses either don't care too much about such trivial matters, or the consequences of making a move will be quite serious.

But He Xiangjun is different, his mind is as small as the tip of a needle, and it is basically not overnight to retaliate.

After getting along for more than ten days, Chu Linge can sort of figure out her temper.

As long as you don't fight against her, she is actually quite easy to get along with.

After being raised for ten days, Chu Linge's injuries gradually began to recover. Although her cheeks were still slightly sunken, her complexion had improved, and she no longer looked as sick as before.

On this day, the lights on the banks of the Pingfen River were lighted early, and the boats on the river came and went, and the shore was even more lively, with people guessing lantern riddles and selling calligraphy and paintings, bustling with people, even if they were far away, they felt very noisy.

He Xiangjun walked in front wearing a silver mask, surrounded by an invisible aura, where he passed, it was like a boat splitting waves, and no one else could touch a piece of her clothes.

Chu Linge followed slowly. Although he had no spiritual power to bless him, he had a handsome appearance, and his gestures and gestures were self-possessed, which frequently attracted passers-by to stop and stare.

Regarding this, Chu Linge naturally didn't bother to pay attention to it, and looked up at He Xiangjun's back not far in front of him, thinking how to get rid of him.

"Ayaka."

Hearing the voice of the ghost face suddenly, Chu Linge's face suddenly showed a bit of ecstasy, and then quickly returned to normal, so as not to be noticed by the person in front.

"Ghostface! You finally woke up!"

Next, Chu Linge briefly explained the current situation to the other party.

The ghost face sensed it carefully, but found nothing. Just as Chu Linge guessed, He Xiangjun was running a kung fu technique to isolate others from detection.

"If you say that the person is an enemy or not a friend, it is better to escape as soon as possible. Now is a good opportunity. I will make some changes for you. You can sneak into the crowd while you are in the chaos."

After hearing what the ghost face said, Chu Linge replied in his heart: "I need to change the robe on my body, there is a tailor shop not far ahead, go there, let's act again!"

After discussing the plan, Chu Linge did not relax too much.

You know, the other party is a strong man with several mountains in the Nirvana Realm, and it is extremely difficult to slip under her nose.

Fortunately, the ghost face's disguise technique is very good, not only can change the body shape, even the breath fluctuation can be completely changed.

This point is Chu Linge's greatest reliance.

It would be best if he could escape, but if he couldn't, he would be beaten up by He Xiangjun again. Anyway, I'm used to it these days, so I don't have to worry about it!

After walking forward for a while, someone on the side of the street suddenly cried out in pain: "Ouch! Who is throwing things around!"

The man covered his forehead and looked down, only to find that what hit him just now was a string of spirit coins!

Cursing and bending down to pick up the spirit coin, although his head still hurts, there is already a smile on the corner of his mouth, what if he wants to be smashed again?

After that person, more people were hit by the spirit coins, and all of a sudden, there was an uproar in the street.

This operation of throwing money at people is naturally done in secret by Ghost Face, and he is also very particular about who he chooses.

First of all, they must be ordinary people, and they must not be the ones in brocade robes, otherwise, the effect of the string of no more and no less spiritual coins will be greatly reduced.

In the chaos, Chu Linge was knocked down by someone and rolled around on the ground. When he stood up again, he was already a middle-aged man with a bun.

"Who the hell did this? It's amazing to be rich, bah!"

After pretentiously cursing, Chu Linge was 'squeezed' into a nearby tailor shop again under the push of the crowd.

Just after changing into the new robe, Chu Linge caught a glimpse of a gray figure strolling into the shop from the corner of his eye. The mysterious figure in silver armor was not He Xiangjun, but who was it?

"Don't panic, it's impossible for her to recognize you now, so don't panic." Ghost Mian said in a deep voice.

"Well, let's see what's going on." Chu Linge also replied in his heart.

Chu Linge did not leave immediately, but stood in front of a row of cloth tables, carefully selecting the cloth, and turning to ask the clerk from time to time, it seemed that she wanted to order clothes for her wife and children.

There were quite a lot of people in the shop, many of them came to escape the sudden chaos in the street.

He Xiangjun looked around slowly, his consciousness swept over every unfamiliar face here, and he took everyone's expressions and reactions into his mind.

Chu Linge had chosen the cloth and was negotiating with the shop assistant when he saw He Xiangjun walking towards him slowly.

Ghost face: "..." Wan Duzi.

On the surface, Chu Lingge was still happily talking with the buddy about the style of the clothes, but in his heart he was nervous.

The smiling guy, seeing a guest coming, quickly put away the measuring stick, nodded and bowed respectfully to the visitor.

As soon as he looked at the other person's appearance, he knew he was a practitioner, and the waiter didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he bowed and said, "My lord, what do you want?"

Chu Linge looked sideways at the side where the buddy was talking, and after seeing He Xiangjun, he just showed a hint of surprise, as if he was taken aback by the cold silver mask.

Just as he was about to go elsewhere, he heard He Xiangjun's voice faintly: "I want a set, the robes of the dead."

Before the buddy realized what it meant, the other party said again: "Just do it according to that person's figure."

As soon as the words fell, Chu Linge couldn't take another step. His back seemed to be pressed down by an invisible mountain, and his overwhelmed knees also began to tremble slightly.

"Ah? My lord! You are busy, you are busy."

When the man saw the battle, he hurriedly slipped away with oil on his feet.

Seeing He Xiangjun approaching, Chu Linge still refused to give up, and said loudly: "Who are you? I and the Lord of Fencheng are brothers who have worshiped before! Let me tell you!"

He Xiangjun reached out with his palm, and directly lifted the other party in front of him, strangled him, and said calmly: "Oh, coincidence, the one I want to kill happens to be his brother-in-law."

Chu Linge: "..."

All the onlookers stared at the two with surprise and wonder, and in the blink of an eye, the cloth table was empty.

The strange disappearance of the two caused another uproar among the crowd.

Being taken into mid-air, Chu Linge couldn't continue acting any longer. She recovered her original appearance, turned her head to stare at the other party, and said humbly and sincerely: "You are really amazing? Then how did you find me?"

He Xiangjun tilted his head slightly, staring at the other party with half-closed phoenix eyes, thinking whether to throw her down from here.

As if reading a dangerous signal from the other party's eyes, Chu Linge hurriedly said again: "I don't dare anymore, I really don't dare! Believe me, I won't do this again in the future!"

In order to make what he said more trustworthy, Chu Linge even raised his palm to his ear, as if swearing.

Under the moonlight, Chu Linge was wearing a large man's robe, and his long black hair was tied into a bun. He looked like a down-and-out handsome nobleman.

Everyone has the so-called love of beauty, looking at the picturesque eyebrows of the other party, and looking at himself pitifully, He Xiangjun really couldn't help it.

With a cold snort, he wrapped the other party with spiritual power and went straight back to the wine shop.

Although He Xiangjun didn't ask anything, Chu Linge still didn't dare to contact the ghost face now, so as not to cause trouble again.

Early the next morning, the two left the city.

After waiting for several days without any action from Yanmo, He Xiangjun planned to change his strategy. Maybe the opponent dared not show up in the city, so he would try in a remote place.

As long as the opponent doesn't have the Nirvana Realm Five Layer Mountain, it shouldn't be difficult to clean it up.

And He Xiangjun is also very sure of this point. If there are such strong people, there is no need to hide their heads and show their tails carefully. If the other party dare not act rashly, it can only show that they are not sure that they can beat themselves.

After what happened last night, Chu Linge was extremely honest today, and did not dare to make any more fuss.

Several hours later, the two came to a verdant hilly land.

When He Xiangjun slowly fell down with Chu Linge in his arms, the latter still couldn't understand, didn't he say he was going on his way?Why did you come here to rest?

After standing firm, He Xiangjun said lightly: "Come out."

"Linge! Be careful, it's Yan Mo who fought against you in Qingyang City that day!" Ghost Mian hurriedly transmitted the voice.

Chu Linge's complexion suddenly became serious, and he replied in his heart: "Maybe the secret of my spiritual root has been exposed, otherwise, I really can't think of any other reason for them to track it down here."

In that battle at that time, Chu Linge once burned his soul to gain strength.

Although he was stopped in time by He Xiangjun, enough information was exposed at that moment.

This is also the reason why the demon emperor followed in secret. The existence of the owner of the spiritual root of all attributes is not only a great threat to Yu Yanmo, but also the ultimate temptation.

If it can devour the blood of warriors with spiritual roots of all attributes, it can directly pull out the strength of Gao Yanmo.

At the level of the Nirvana Realm, whether it is a human, a monster or a demon, it is extremely difficult to advance to a higher level.

Therefore, in the eyes of Yan Mo, Chu Linge, who has reached the Nirvana realm, is no different from the most perfect treasure of heaven and earth.

In order to get this kind of 'treasure medicine', it is worth risking your life.

The demon emperor was also cautious, knowing that he alone was no match for the masked warrior, so he also recruited two of his companions.

Three Demon Kings from the Nirvana Realm Triple Mountain, against a human fighter from the Nirvana Quadruple Mountain, the chances of winning are pretty good.

After He Xiangjun's voice fell, not far away, a certain space began to fluctuate like ripples.

The next moment, Chu Linge saw three wretched black figures stepping out from the space gap.

The one in the lead was the rickety demon emperor who attacked Lu Hanxi and Shen Lianxue at that time!

The author has something to say: Chu Linge: "Finish!" Ghost face: "Slip away..."