Long Aotian's apprentice always pretends to be weak

The night was getting darker and darker, and the longevity candles in the side hall of Chenxiao Hall were still burning, and the flames flickered faintly with the open windows.

The whole hall is brightly illuminated by longevity candles.

Chu Huan, who was sitting on the main seat, didn't change his white shirt, but just put on a dark gold-patterned cloak. Now that he took off the hood, he could still vaguely see the white on the collar.

There were some books on the table, and the man with the silver crown hair was looking down at one of the pages, his slender fingertips slid across the books, and his eyes flashed a little puzzled.

In the records, no one has ever been able to have the same aura as the original owner after taking the house.

But in Chu Lian's body, Chu Huan didn't find any clues just from the breath.

He sat on the main seat and scanned all the books and classics in front of him, then stood up and left the hall.

The moment the door opened, the longevity candles in the room also shook a few times, and the light became a little weaker.

The brilliance reflected by the pure white moon hanging in the sky was a little bluish, cooling the entire land.

Chu Huan looked up at the sky, then retracted his gaze, turned and left Chenxiao Palace, but disappeared into the night after a while.

Half a month later, a group of people came to Wuchen Mountain.

If Yujian was in the Wuchen Mountain, he couldn't see the scene on the ground at all, so they put away their swords when they reached the entrance.

After finding Chu Lian's aura here last time, Wan Wei brought people here, but in the end they didn't get anything.

However, Wuchen Mountain was the only place where some traces had been found. Chu Huan thought it would be better to come there in person. In order not to startle the snake, he only brought a few of Chenmen's confidantes with him on this trip.

Before entering the mountain, a thin layer of mist filled the surrounding air, and after entering completely, the surrounding area was almost completely blurred.

The breeze brought by the movement also stirred up the surrounding fog, and the light couldn't shine in, and the surrounding area was dark.

Wan Wei stood beside Chu Huan, looked around and frowned, raised his hand and waved the fog gathered in front of him and complained:

"There's too much fog here too."

"Be careful around." Chu Huan said as he glanced at the loose people behind him and said in a low voice, "You guys get closer, don't be too scattered."

The fog in the Wuchen Mountain is only second, and the fierce beasts entrenched here are the danger.

"Okay!" Hearing this, the young man behind Chu Huan leaned closer to Chu Huan.

The magic lines on the young man's face have not yet disappeared, making his immature face appear a little coquettish.

"Meng Jiu, why are you so excited?" The middle-aged man beside the boy wanted to pat the boy on the head.

The boy called Meng Jiu nimbly dodged and made a face at the middle-aged man behind him.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man put his hand down helplessly.

Naturally, everyone in their line knew that Meng Jiu, the youngest among them, worshiped the sect master very much after entering the Chen sect.

Although Meng Jiu is the youngest among them, his cultivation has already entered the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Because he was born sensitive to breath, Chu Huan also called him this time.

After this laughter, the slightly tense string in everyone's heart loosened a little.

The deeper you go, the deeper the surrounding fog, and the surrounding area is completely covered by the fog. At this time, a dark crow fell from a tree on one side. After seeing a few people, it immediately flapped its wings and flew away. away from here.

Chu Huan raised his eyes and took a look, becoming more and more cautious in his heart.

Ravens are never a good sign.

At this moment, Meng Jiu stopped suddenly. He stood there and frowned, looked around and said, "I can sense Chu Lian's aura."

"Can you confirm the direction?" Chu Huan stopped and looked at the people beside him.

Meng Jiu carefully discerned for a moment, and then replied discouragedly: "No, the breath is a little floating, and it is faintly scattered around here."

"Xiao Jiu lead the way directly." Wan Wei on the side looked at the dark fog around him with disgust and said to Meng Jiu who was beside Chu Huan: "Just follow the deepest path."

"Okay." Meng Jiu nodded, looked around, and then walked to the left, where the trees were obviously more lush.

In the Wuchen Mountain, I can no longer tell the exact direction, and now I can only walk like this.

The fog is getting deeper and deeper, and the whole place has been completely enveloped.

Chu Huan's eyes fell on Meng Jiu who was in purple in front of him, and he divided some consciousness around him.

But for a moment, some ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

"Wait, something is wrong." Chu Huan withdrew his consciousness and looked directly in front of them.

After he finished speaking, several people stopped without a trace of doubt.

After deciding to follow Chu Huan, they never questioned his words.

"Jiu'er, where are you going!?"

Meng Jiu, who was walking in front, only stopped for a moment after hearing the words of his companions, and then continued to walk forward.

"Meng Jiu?"

Meng Jiu didn't respond, he was still walking slowly.

Seeing this, Chu Huan stepped forward and grabbed Meng Jiu by the back collar.

Sure enough, the look in Meng Jiu's eyes disappeared at this time, and there was no response to calling him.

"It's a phantom beast." Wan Wei walked over and nodded his forehead.

Afterwards, Chu Huan made a tactic in his hand, and some spiritual energy came out from his fingertips. He tapped a few times behind him, and then injected the spiritual energy into Meng Jiu's body. After a while, the eyes of the young man in front of him regained their brilliance.

"Why did you stop?" Meng Jiu blinked her eyes and asked in confusion.

As soon as the words fell, there was a roar in the distance, and then the surrounding fog drifted more and more quickly.

Everyone in Wanwei looked around on guard, but after a while, the ground suddenly shook, and then a monster with weird appearance and tentacles approached them.

In an instant, an invisible barrier rose around them, enveloping them.

The few people standing behind Chu Huan looked at the barrier beside them and aroused some fighting spirit: "Master, don't make a move, just leave it to us."

"En." Chu Huan nodded helplessly.

The cultivation bases of the few of them are not low, and when they joined hands at this moment, the fierce beast in front of them was beaten to the ground without any fighting spirit after a while.

Seeing this, several people put away their weapons and returned behind Chu Huan.

"This phantom beast can't be beaten."

"What else? You guys still want to have a good time together?" Wan Wei walked aside and smiled.

While several people were chatting and laughing, Meng Jiu, who was not involved, frowned slightly and looked at the sleepy beast in front of him, feeling a little more puzzled in his heart.

This phantom beast actually has a bit of pity?

But this breath is also looming, disappearing with the movement of the phantom beast.

Just when Meng Jiu put away his sword and turned around to talk to Chu Huan, he didn't expect the phantom beast behind him to stand up slowly, opened its huge mouth and bit the person in front of him.

"careful!"

Chu Huan's gaze happened to be directed towards Meng Jiu, and when he saw this, he immediately sacrificed Fen Yuan in his hand.

In a flash, the sword light flashed, and Fen Yuan blocked the bloody mouth of the fierce beast behind him. Meng Jiu immediately stepped back a few steps without slow reaction, then turned around and called out the spirit sword again.

"Master, this phantom beast has an aura of pity!"

After hearing this, Chu Huan paused for a moment, frowned slightly and raised his hand to retract Fen Yuan. Just now, he felt that there was something wrong with the giant beast in front of him. Now combined with what Meng Jiu said, he suddenly realized what made him feel this way. feel.

This phantom beast behaves like a puppet that knows no pain!

Before Chu Huan could do anything, the vicious beast with tentacles opened its mouth towards them. Its mouth was already full of blood, and several teeth were broken. Fine white residue left from its mouth along with the blood. Come out, but it continues to walk towards Chu Huan as if it has never been heard.

Immediately afterwards, it flung out the tentacles on its head.

Chu Huan slightly dodged to the side and said backwards: "Don't meddle for now."

Then it jumped onto its head along the tentacles.

The phantom beast instantly went berserk, and its two huge thick palms began to slap its own head, trying to smash the person on it to pieces.

"Master be careful!"

Chu Huan stood behind him, dodged and searched around. He felt that this giant beast that seemed to be under his control was most likely related to Chu Lian's changes.

But after a while, he noticed that there was a bulge on the neck of the beast, surrounded by many objects that looked like blood vessels, and there were slight bulges on it, like living blood bubbles. Shrinking is disgusting.

Chu Huan had dealt with too many phantom beasts before, but he had never seen such a disgusting bloody pustule on any of them.

He grabbed the beast's short horn with one hand, raised his sword with the other and pierced the skin.

As the blood sprayed out from the wriggling bulge, the area instantly flattened.

The ferocious beast just now also calmed down. It stood still and lay down on the ground, its eyes seem to have regained a sliver of clarity.

Seeing this, Chu Huan jumped down, and just as he was about to walk in front of it, the huge figure in front of him suddenly knelt down on the ground.He just lost his breath and died.

At the same time, the well-dressed woman who was meditating cross-legged on the futon suddenly opened her eyes.

After a while she said, "The system."

"Zi la zila - execution - zila - unknown - zila -"

The system in my brain is now full of electrical sounds, and I can't even complete a sentence.

Chu Lian stood up and walked to the window, blocking the voice in her head.

The phantom beast left in Wuchen Mountain is the second parasite of the system, and it seems that it has been eliminated by people now.

She frowned slightly looking at the direction of Chenmen in the distance, and said, maybe the elder brother of the original body has already seen something.

But how is she exposed?She admitted that she didn't show any signs.

……

In the Wuchen Mountain, not a moment after the phantom beast died, its huge body turned into dots of starlight and annihilated in the air in an instant.

Chu Huan's doubts deepened.

In the depths of the Wuchen Mountain, after the phantom beast disappeared, even the aura of Chu Lian was weakened by half.

Meng Jiu turned to look at Chu Huan and said, "Master, the strong aura just now seems to come from him."

Chu Huan asked: "Is there still the same breath?"

Meng Jiu stood on the spot and searched again tentatively, then he sighed and said, "I can't tell the difference, it's too thin."

After searching for a while without any results, they returned to Chenmen.

After going back, Chu Huan returned to Tianyanzong without staying in Chenmen for a few more days.

As soon as he stepped into Linghua Peak, he frowned.

At this time, someone in the peak is forming a pill here.

You don't need to think carefully about the alchemy in Linghua Peak to know that it is Xiao Zhuo, but now this aura looks extremely chaotic, like a sign of madness.

Chu Huan quickly walked to the place where the breath came from.

When he walked to the side hall, the aura became stronger and stronger. Chu Huan looked at the enchantment in front of him, and raised his hand a few times to break it.

Then he pushed open the door in front of him without pausing.