My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

What could be more satisfying than following the sword with your heart, followed by your own Taoist companion immediately with the sword?

Xia Qi was overjoyed by this heart-to-heart side by side, he stood loosely in front of the auction stage with his sword in his hand, scaring the entire hall into chaos.

The guests of the Lingling Society, apart from merchants with thugs, are evil cultivators who are looking for demon pills or spirit stones.They had something to rely on, but they were calm and didn't run away immediately.

But Jian Linghui was kicked roughly under their noses, and was undoubtedly slapped on the face. He couldn't help but look fierce, and stared at the black cloak next to the central auction stage waiting for an opportunity.

In the ruins blown out by the inscription, Lu Ji narrowly avoided the force of the explosion, panicked and sat down in the dark, not reacting yet.

Xia Qi glanced at the No.2 Yaoxiu who was sent up, and confirmed that he was unharmed.

Just now, his defensive talisman was one step faster than Lianguang's. When the inscription exploded, it blocked Yaoxiu's body, and was shattered by the explosion.

Yaoxiu stared at Xia Qi in horror, realizing that he was protecting him just now, his eyes sparkled with excitement.

The guards of the Spiritual Appreciation Association were not unhappy, as soon as the sound of the explosion stopped, they rushed from all directions and surrounded Xia Qi.

Xia Qi brandished his sword amidst the loud noise, and took a distant look at Su Ling who was stunned in place.

Su Ling knew what he meant, and felt extremely helpless, the matter had come to an end, so she could only cooperate with them.

So he nodded slightly, swiftly sneaked into the chaotic crowd, and went to rescue the imprisoned demon cultivators.

Rows of strong guards surrounded Xia Qi neatly and well-trained with murderous intent, but they didn't make any moves for a long time, as if they were afraid.

Xia Qi took a leisurely posture, slowly drew out his sword, and urged arrogantly: "Hurry up and go together. Didn't the elders in the family teach you to kill the enemy before the battle, the more you dawdle, the more afraid you will be, and the more afraid you will be, the faster you will die."

Seeing that he was fearless, the guards also uttered wild words, and their expressions became more and more angrily, but they did not move.

It's no wonder they were overly cautious, but the sword that split the inscription on the bidding platform was too terrifying.Since the Spirit Appreciation Society was held, there have been many people who are not afraid of death have come to kick the pavilion to make trouble, but just standing there, they have a strong posture of Wanfu Mokai... never seen before.

And that sword...why does it look vaguely familiar?

Xia Qi tapped the tip of his sword out of boredom, and the guards around him tensed up as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

He barely managed to stop laughing.

In the next breath, Jiansui mustard finally had the consciousness to send a message to him: "Aqi, gather the guards in the hall."

He didn't ask about the whereabouts of the banquet or the purpose of this arrangement, he just bent his lips and smiled, his eyes sparkled: "Don't worry, Bo Lan, I'm familiar with this matter."

As his divine sense replied, he couldn't wait to clenched the hilt of his sword.

Since the life-and-death battle with Xu Shen, he has been held down by Qing Yan to recuperate, and now he can finally open up and have fun.

The sword light from the sky fell like frost and snow, sweeping across the entire hall, as powerful as the sword that cracked the auction platform, and far faster than that sword, overturning the attacking guards in an instant.

Xia Qi was about to stir up the muddy water, and let him have big fish and small fish—even the guests in the hall.

The guests originally planned to watch the good show of the guards catching people, but they were caught off guard and were stunned, only to realize that something was wrong.Even if there were people among them who wanted to fight the black cloak, seeing that the other party turned the hall upside down with only one person's strength, they no longer wanted to be this hero, and hurriedly fled to the exit corridor.

However, Xia Qi made up his mind to take the nest of snake rats away, and his figure was as fast as a gust of wind, rushing towards the entrance of the corridor.

With tremendous force, Lianguang slashed towards the giant door of the corridor. The mechanism of the heavy giant door shattered, and it crashed down overwhelmingly, blocking the way to leave.

The guest who tried to escape was aroused by this accident, and angrily copied the guy, joined the guard team, and was bound to take down this daring person.

The meeting hall became a mess again.

How could the evil cultivators have expected that even the most powerful of them could not hold on to the sword for a moment, and lost their breath.

Whoever got on was beaten, and if he didn't run in time, he died immediately. The smell of blood prompted panic and spread among the crowd.

The guests in the hall finally realized that the person who came was not a good person, and the other party had played enough of the game of cat and mouse. Wherever the blade went, there was blood everywhere.

Everyone was shocked and fled.

The people who can get the tickets of the Lingling Club are either rich or expensive, and they are all powerful in Jinlian City. Naturally, the Lingling Club does not dare to let these distinguished guests have any mistakes, and now they are trapped in the hall and are constantly being chased massacre……

Well worth it!

All the guards of the Lingling Society were immediately dispatched to the hall to rescue them, and the master of the Spiritual Learning Society was also a considerate person. Seeing that there was too much fighting in the hall this time, he was very suspicious and sent a team of guards to strengthen the treasure house defense.

Qingyan didn't spend time looking for the location, and spent all his time waiting for the people who came to the treasure house.He disappeared and followed in a leisurely manner.

A moment later, in the hall.

Nearly half of the guards of the Spirit Appreciation Society and the overbearing evil cultivator died, and the rest wanted to stick to the corner farthest from the black cloak.

Xia Qi was bored and sat kneeling on the less than half of the auction platform. There were corpses in front of the auction platform, bloodstained, and the flowers were dyed more colorfully.

The smell of blood is mixed with the strong incense, and the hall is filled with a chilling extravagance and sweetness.

He casually bent his elbows and wiped the blade of the sword. The blood on the blade did not touch the black cloak, and rolled directly from the fine scales to the ground.

He glanced at the shining light, the glazed sugar was rolling lazily on the tip of his tongue, half melted.

All the people trapped in the meeting hall felt as if they were falling into an endless hell, staring fixedly at the sword of the man on the stage, all the grass and trees were like soldiers, their eyes turned red with fright at the slightest disturbance, and they were on the verge of death in despair.

The man's face under the black cloak was so young, gentle and handsome, if he hadn't just watched him drop the sword ruthlessly, he would have looked like a son of a scholarly family.

But this person sat in the mountain of corpses, like an evil ghost playing with everyone's life and death.

However, the life-threatening ghost did not move for a moment, and everyone guessed in amazement——

He seems to be waiting for someone.

The magic circle hidden somewhere in the meeting hall lighted up slightly, and a figure was teleported into the meeting place, and then walked towards the central auction platform.

Everyone looked over, only to see that the visitor was dressed luxuriously and behaved calmly, his eyes swept across the messy hall, and there was a bit of violence and anger between his brows.

Everyone seemed to have seen a savior, and hurriedly made way for someone who came——

This person is the master of the Lingling Society, Yuan Buhuan.

Yuan Buhuan's appearance is mediocre, her cultivation level is also mediocre, but her wrist and mind are extremely ruthless.

Five years ago, Xu Shen got involved in the black market and invested in the establishment of the Lingling Society.It is all thanks to this person that the Jianlinghui will develop and grow, become famous among the evil cultivators of Yunzhang, and even come up with those bloody and strange insidious methods.

Yuan Buhuan has a keen eye for people, and he can tell at a glance that the people in the Central Committee of the stage are extraordinary, and they are not the kind people who are easy to deal with in the past.

Before he came in, he had already laid a net outside, and he was determined to capture this person alive first, and then tie him to the auction platform to cut him into pieces to apologize to the guests who were frightened tonight.

In Yuan Buhuan's heart, he wished to swallow life alive, but there was a polite and reserved smile on his face, and he was extremely kind: "It's the shop that doesn't take good care of you, please calm down, I've prepared an apology banquet in a clean and cool place... "

Yuan Buhuan walked steadily towards the auction stage, and finally saw the sword in the black cloak's hand clearly.

In an instant, a great fear surged, forcing him to stop, all the words were stuck in his throat, and the smile on his face was twisted heavily.

Nan Feng, all the people who have lived for a long time, there is no one who does not know this sword.

A hundred years ago, under the suppression of this sword, thousands of evil spirits did not dare to crawl out of the gutter to make trouble.

And a month ago, the owner of the Shifang Pavilion who had controlled Nanfeng for a hundred years died under this sword.

Yuan Buhuan regretted standing up...but it was too late.

The eyes of the black cloak fell on his face, the beautiful jaw moved slightly, and the lips curled up with interest: "Banquet?"

Yuan Buhuan exerted all his strength to suppress the fear, and the false smile on his face instantly became extremely respectful. He secretly ordered the people in ambush to withdraw immediately to guard the treasure house—there were not enough people in ambush for this statue to exercise. The purpose of coming to the Spiritual Appreciation Society made him hesitant and frightened. The most enviable thing in the Spiritual Appreciation Society is naturally the treasure house.

"I don't know that the master of the Xiaoshan sect came from afar, and the people in the small shop didn't take good care of him. The master of the sect took care of him on his behalf. I'm very grateful. I think the master of the sect is waiting for me to come out and personally teach others. Why don't we move the banquet to cleanse the master of the sect?" ..."

Seeing Yuan Buhuan eagerly waiting aside, Xia Qi didn't want to talk to him, and felt a bit disappointed.

In the next breath, the voice of Qingyan came from the mustard seed: "Ah Qi, Su Ling took the rescued people out of the teleportation formation. Judging by the time, he should have left completely. I am also ready, waiting for you to come before the formation. "

It seems that after he transferred the guards, Qing Yan has successfully completed some things.Xia Qi couldn't help laughing happily, and replied: "My side is over, so come here."

Seeing that Xia Qi's smile was much more real, Yuan Buhuan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that there was room for relaxation.Just as he was about to speak, he heard the alarmed guards going to the treasury report, saying that all the magic circles in the treasury had been changed and he could not enter, but his spiritual sense peeked out that all the spirit stones inside had been consumed!

His face suddenly changed.

Even in the face of fearful things, the bottom line is to be taken with property, and you will be forced out of your fangs in an instant.He couldn't help but ask with a cold face: "What does the sect master mean?"

Xia Qi didn't know what Qingyan had done, anyway, his Taoist companion had always planned well, he just had to trust him.

"It's late at night, everyone should rest. Oh, by the way, I'm not waiting for you—"

Xia Qi's figure suddenly disappeared in place, Yuan Buhuan's frightened expression hadn't fully emerged, the sword that cut jade and gold was pressed against his side neck, and a voice as cold as frost came from behind.

"Since you found it yourself, why don't you give me a chance and tell me how Jianling will give the demon pill to the person who agreed?"

Yuan Buhuan stared and gritted his teeth: "Master Xu Pavilion... After Xu Shen's death, the Shifang Pavilion was destroyed, and the Lingling Society will no longer have business with him..."

Xia Qi nodded understandingly: "It seems that you have no nostalgia for the world."

The sword had penetrated an inch, and blood had already been seen, Yuan Buhuan's voice changed his tone in horror: "I said! It's... a teleportation array appears every month..."

When the words came here, Yuan Buhuan suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he saw something extremely terrifying.

Xia Qi frowned, and was about to ask, but immediately let go of Yuan Buhuan, seeing him fall to the ground, convulsing a few times, and turning into a puddle of blood in an instant.

It is a forbidden curse.

Seeing that the clue was broken, Xia Qi felt displeased and frowned.

However, the people behind the scenes and Xu Shen and other handy weapons are all in the same bed and have different dreams, and they have something to hide. They must not intend to establish a trustful and cooperative relationship with anyone, let alone an existence like the Jianlinghui that cannot become a big climate.

Xia Qi no longer wanted to fight, and rushed to the exit of the meeting hall corridor.

Lianguang slashed down with his sword, and a corner of the giant door collapsed into a crack in an instant, and he left the meeting hall on his own.

The people in the meeting hall witnessed the tragic death of the master of the Jianlinghui, and they were silent under the bloodbath of the Jianlinghui.After the black cloak left for a while, he felt the ecstasy of the rest of his life.

They scrambled towards the crack, but the ground under their feet began to tremble, and the continuous rumbling sound from the ground seemed like the earth was angry.

Xia Qi rushed to the entrance of the magic circle of the Spiritual Appreciation Society, and saw a dark blue figure quietly waiting for him beside the magic circle, and hurriedly ran over happily.

He stopped in front of Qingyan, but felt the ground under his feet tremble, and couldn't help but be taken aback.

However, Qing Yan took him into his arms calmly, held his hand in the palm of his hand, and lowered his head to talk to him: "We should go."

The two stepped into the teleportation array together.

The scene around him turned upside down in an instant, and Xia Qi was taken to the entrance of the black market.

The people in the black market had already realized that something was wrong, they were in a mess during the earthquake, and they all flocked to the teleportation array to escape.

He only had time to look at it a few times before being dragged into the magic circle by Qing Yan. After walking out of another magic circle for a few breaths, he heard a huge explosion behind him——

The teleportation array was blown up.

Xia Qi just hugged Qing Yan's waist tightly, and Qing Yan led him forward.He was a little stunned when he heard the explosion, and immediately realized that it was Qingyan who destroyed the magic circle one by one after they left, and he immediately understood what happened: "The earthquake in the Lingling Society was caused by Bo Lan?"

The constant change of space brought the whistling wind, and the voice of Qingyan clearly fell in his ears: "Well, I changed all the forbidden magic circles in the treasure house, and filled the magic circles with the ready-made spirit stones in it, which can make the spirit appreciation will be completely destroyed."

Xia Qi was shocked. Qingyan's on-the-spot collection of materials, killing without blood is much simpler and rude than him!

Qing Yan intentionally destroyed all the teleportation circles and took him through every magic circle in the three checkpoints.

Every teleportation array they walked through would explode one after another when they left, and everyone in the Spirit Appreciation Society could not escape from the teleportation array.

Burying this group of people alive would be considered cheap for them.

Only now did Xia Qi realize that when they followed Su Ling through the teleportation formation to the black market, Qing Yan already knew this teleportation formation like the back of his hand.

The black market was not closed, it was Qing Yan who reversed the path of the teleportation circle, and at this time he was leading him to shuttle between each magic circle without missing a step, as calm and relaxed as a stroll in a garden.

He changed his mind, if the people in the black market couldn't get out of the magic circle, they would definitely seek other ways, then the position of the black market in Jin Liancheng would be clear.

It seems that in the planning of the Qingyan, the demise of the Jianlinghui does not mean that the clues are broken. On the contrary, Qingyan took this opportunity to pry open the clues of the people behind the scenes who are inextricably linked with the Jianlinghui.

Xia Qi hugged Qingyan's waist, with the familiar and favorite woody fragrance on the end of his nose, he looked up at the person who was holding him tightly.

Qing Yan was a little uncomfortable being stared at bluntly, his attention and eyes were still in a state of flux, but he coughed and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xia Qi rolled his eyes and said softly: "My Taoist companion is so majestic, I really want to kiss him."

The robes of the two were lifted by the turbulent air current, and Qing Yan's brows relaxed: "I'm on my way, Ah Qi has nothing to do."

Xia Qi knew what he meant, felt joyful in his heart, and replied with a smile: "Yes, I have time to do anything...especially not to disappoint the expectations of my Taoist companion."

So, he took his own heart, raised his head in his warm embrace, and kissed Qing Yan's cheek.But looking down, seeing the lips close at hand slightly bent, he was bewitched to move down.

Afraid that Qing Yan would be distracted, he could only stick his lips to the corners of the beautifully curved lips nostalgicly and restrainedly, causing the arms around his waist to tighten.