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Qin's mansion.

Qin Tianque walked briskly on the ridge of the roof, looking down at the green tiles.The breath left by the stranger is like footprints in the mud in a rainy day, clearly visible in his crystal mirror.

The footprints passed through the houses where several Ke Qing lived, and there were signs of staying, as if they had entered the Ke Qing's house.The final destination of the footprints is his sister's boudoir.

Who is so courageous to investigate the Qin family?Qin Tianque squinted his eyes, picked out a few families with bad relations or hostility, and thought about it, but there was no need to investigate Tianya.

Things may not be that simple.

Qin Tianque stroked his chin and thought for a while, then flew down to the ridge to look for the porter.Anyone entering and exiting the Qin family must pass through the gate. As long as they pass through the gate, there will be a corresponding record in the spirit world of the gate.

Flipping through the concierge's book, he understood clearly: the younger sister secretly sent Ke Qing to do some secret things, which attracted the investigation of mysterious forces.

As for what she did, Qin Tianque's method was simple and clear, and he asked directly.

"You secretly sent Ke Qing out, what did you do?"

Qin Tianya was drawing her eyebrows. When she heard this, she was startled, and her eyebrows bent down, immediately destroying the beauty of the symmetry on both sides. She forced a smile: "The second young lady of the Li family has made me unhappy, and I will ask Ke Qing to teach her a lesson. "

"Lie!" Qin Tianque's tone suddenly became severe, "A second young lady deserves five guest officials? What do you think of guest officials? Be honest!"

Qin Tianya pursed her lips tightly, but refused to utter a word.

Qin Tianya refused to say, and Qin Tianque couldn't do anything about her. He stared at her for a while, and quickly thought: "Is it because you are involved in the internal turmoil in Lishui Kong's family?"

"No."

"Heh." Qin Tianque smiled coldly.

"The son of the head of the Kong family once wrote a letter to me before the civil strife, requesting that if the situation is critical, he hopes to enter the Qin family for shelter." Qin Tianque stared at his sister closely, she twisted the veil with her green fingers, her expression Mu Ran, "I agreed, and when I heard about the civil turmoil, I even sent people to pick him up, but the people they sent came back and told me that he had already died during the civil turmoil."

"Tell me, how can a person who is the most alert and good at flying lightly die so easily?"

Qin Tianya said lightly: "Kong Shenghe is very talented."

"Extraordinary talent? What an extraordinary talent! Do you want to support him to deal with Zhang Qingyang?" Qin Tianque raised his voice, and his voice shook the roof tiles.

Qin Tianya gritted her teeth angrily: "So what?"

"How? Do you know that a few days ago, someone sneaked into the house and walked around here, and there was no response from the house spirit array! Do you know that Zhang Qingyang is already a quasi-disciple appointed by the peak master of Weihui Peak, It's Weihui Peak!" Qin Tianque tried his best to suppress his anger, "It's not like you don't know how terrifying Weihui Peak is! If a disciple dies, they will get back twice as much! At that time, the entire Qin family will not be able to afford Weihui Peak. Feng's anger!"

"Understood!" Qin Tianya stood up abruptly, her skirt turned over the round stool, "Is it okay if I don't mess with him!" She left angrily.

"...Hey." Facing this younger sister, Qin Tianque didn't know what to do, so he sighed heavily.

Qifeng's apprenticeship competition will start in another month, I just hope that Zhang Qingyang will not take this trivial matter to heart.

***

Willows in March, the mountains are full of spring flowers, sweet and intoxicating.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Liu drooled and said that the roses in the Chuling Valley at midnight just closed the spiritual mist blown by Qifeng in the small buds. Picking at this time not only tastes the best, but also has the effect of nourishing the dantian.

"Really." Zhang Qingyang tied wicker sticks to his fingers, and the end of each wicker was sharpened.His dragon catching skills need to be improved, and it was Xiaoliu's idea to pick roses with sharpened willow sticks.

He was not very proficient at the beginning, the roses were either unable to pick or fell off in the middle, the good rose bushes were picked by him in a mess, and the locust tree on one side was so painful that it cried.

He had no choice but to shift his position, and gradually became proficient, and nine out of ten he would not fall.

"I sent him the rose water, did he write back?"

Xiao Liu's complexion suddenly changed: "He?! Hmph, he said that the guards around him were thrown away, and he also said that he would not bring food in the future, and he would be thrown away if he came. What kind of attitude!"

Zhang Qingyang tapped his chin lightly: "Sword book, show me."

Xiao Liu hesitated for a while.Taking out the sword book, he stretched his hands high, Zhang Qingyang read it, and wrote the reason sincerely in the letter: firstly, the palace rules are strict, and secondly, if the food sent is used by someone who wants to take advantage of it, it will be a big trouble.

"He is the prince, and there are always many things beyond his control."

Xiao Liu pouted and said nothing.

When midnight came, the valley was filled with mist, tumbling endlessly like a sea of ​​darkness.Blossoming roses were thrown into Xiaoliu's arms through the mist, and soon filled up, full of rich fragrance.

A large clump of roses was almost gone, Zhang Qingyang took back the wicker, got up and was about to go back, when Xiao Liu grabbed his clothes and said in an uneasy voice, "Brother, there seems to be someone there."

Zhang Qingyang glanced in the direction he pointed. The fog was so thick that no one could be seen at all.

But he knew that Xiao Liu's feeling could not be wrong.

There are people there because the plants there "see" a person standing here.

Zhang Qingyang picked up Xiaoliu calmly, and swayed his body, as if his body had melted into the spiritual mist, without a trace.

The person standing in the fog frowned slightly, clenched the bone blade tightly, and continued to stand where he was.

There is fog everywhere.

A huge black shadow emerged from the fog, piercing his body from top to bottom with a bang and piercing the ground, the mist collapsed as if frightened, and the pierced body fell down and turned into quicksand.

The grass covered by quicksand trembled.

"I can't feel it anymore." Xiao Liu was extremely nervous. The person he met tonight was undoubtedly the strongest opponent Zhang Qingyang had ever encountered.Being good at hiding and being able to touch here accurately shows that he has fully investigated Zhang Qingyang's itinerary, so meticulous and powerful, he is undoubtedly a professional killer.

Moreover, he saw through Xiaoliu's natal supernatural power, and he hid deeper in the fog, making the situation even worse.

Both of them can hide spells, you can't see me, I can't see you.

Zhang Qingyang stood upright, moving with small and light steps.

Xiao Liu wrote on his shoulder: "How about I go out and call for help."

Zhang Qingyang didn't answer him. He felt that since the killer came, he must have made full preparations. Before he knew whether the killer had set up a magic circle nearby, he couldn't let Xiaoliu take risks.

"Sand—" There was a fine rustling sound, and a rainbow of starlight floated in the dense fog, half of the waist was blown away by the force of energy, and the goddess scattered flowers everywhere.

Star sand!Xiao Liu almost screamed, Zhang Qingyang puffed up his cheeks and blew fiercely, the spiritual mist turned into wind and scattered star sand, a bone blade shot towards the direction of the wind, Zhang Qingyang raised his sword and raised the bone blade upwards , sparked a faint spark.

The bone blade circled a few times in the thick fog, and the sound of "咻咻咻" was very small, as if it had returned to its owner.

Zhang Qingyang backed away step by step with his waist bent, quickly thinking about the possibility of asking for help, and concluded that it was not feasible.

The caves of the Neigu disciples are too far away from each other, and at night when their spiritual energy is strong, they are all concentrating on their cultivation, easily disturbing each other may at least anger each other, and at worst cause the foundation of others to collapse.

Killers are good at timing.

You can't beat it, you can only endure it slowly.

Stay up until dawn.

Both Zhang Qingyang and the killer were very patient people. In the middle of the night, the two circled no less than a hundred circles in the mist, tested each other dozens of times, and were tied.

Xiao Liu was tense all the time, and couldn't hold it any longer.

He yawned uncontrollably and fell down.

Zhang Qingyang was startled, raised his sword and was ready to go all out, but he didn't want the killer to kill him immediately.

What is he waiting for, what is he waiting for?Zhang Qingyang understood the reason as soon as he thought about it, the killer didn't want to waste any more time, there were other materials in the air, and Xiao Liu was hit by the trick and fell asleep.

He also fell straight down.

After a while, the killer came over, his footsteps almost silent.

The wooden sword was still in Zhang Qingyang's hand, and the assassin caught Zhang Qingyang's pulse, both as a test and as he was preparing to take the sword. Zhang Qingyang's muscles tightened, his wrist exerted force, he kicked the ground forward, and pierced the killer's lower abdomen with his sword.

The killer reluctantly held onto the blade of the sword, shouted loudly and pried Zhang Qingyang up with all his strength, and strangled him by the throat with one hand.Zhang Qingyang seemed to hear the crisp sound of "cracking", and his neck seemed to be crushed into powder in the next moment.

He tried his best to summon those sharpened willows and pulled them towards him. The willows tensed instantly and were nailed to the killer's back. The killer probably didn't expect that these weak and harmless willows could cause harm to him. Zhang Qingyang took the opportunity to escape, turned around and fled into the spiritual mist that was retreating towards Qifeng, and cast "Lost in the World" again.

How can the killer easily let go of this opportunity and follow up.

Zhang Qingyang suffered from a sore throat, a fire was lit in his throat, and every breath was convulsing, making the fire even more intense.

The killer was no longer cautious, the bone blade flew towards him several times, and flew past his scalp several times. Zhang Qingyang dodged left and right, and rushed to the mouth of Qifeng, already exhausted.Looking back, the fog was about to disperse, and the killer's figure became clearer and clearer. After wandering for a few times, he disappeared in a flash.

"Ah..." Zhang Qingyang let out a mouthful of foul air, his voice extremely hoarse.

He slid on the ground against the rocks, exhausted physically and mentally.

Who is trying to kill me?

This answer is impossible to pursue.He stared at the white belly of the dawn in the east, and felt that the desire to become stronger had never been so strong.

The killer went through a night of chasing and assassination, and suffered abdominal and back injuries, especially a sword wound in the abdomen. The wooden sword and sword energy coiled in the dantian spiritual sea always lingered, so it was hard to hate.

Damn it.He cursed, took the elixir to recuperate his body, and after a quarter of an hour, the wound was mostly healed, but his abdomen still had a dull pain.

He burned his blood-stained clothes, changed into the blue uniform he usually wears, walked out of the bamboo hut and took a deep breath. The wind in the bamboo forest blew up, and spiritual energy poured into his body like a tsunami.

"Hey, Brother Hu, you're in good spirits today."

"That's right." He showed a familiar smile to his neighbor Elder Qian, "How's your elixir research going? Let me open your eyes."

"Hey, let's put aside the alchemy and so on. The master-inheritance competition is about to start. Today, the peak masters are gathered to decide who will accept this year."

Elder Qian sat down on the big stone pier and sighed: "Accept disciples, I don't want to accept them. There is only so little time for alchemy. How can I teach others other skills? But having said that, if there are many apprentices, it is difficult to practice alchemy. Can help, hey... Brother Hu, do you think it is better to accept apprentices or not?"

Elder Hu had a stomach ache, so he didn't care to listen to his gossip, so he said vaguely: "Accepting apprentices depends on the chance, if there is a chance, it can be done, if there is no chance, let it go."

Elder Qian clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "That's a good statement! Hey, the Qingyin bell is ringing, let's go to the main peak."

Elder Hu looked at the main hall of Zhengjun Peak, he felt tightness in his chest and felt very uncomfortable, but today was a very important matter, he had no excuse to escape, so he had to stand up with all his strength, and flew towards the main peak of Zhengjun with his sword.