Be sure to cover the trumpet tightly.

Chapter 182
"So, you mean that the Danyang Sword Sect is related to this matter?" Jiang Chuan didn't know what Chen Xiaoer was thinking,

But still, something came out of it.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something again, and said again: "Xiaofutu is under house arrest, Situ Qingqing is missing..."

"You have offended the Danyang Sword Sect to death again. If the two contact each other..." Jiang Chuan's eyes flickered, and he said seriously:
"Could it be that Situ Qingqing's disappearance is related to the Danyang Sword Sect?"

clever!Chen Xiaoer couldn't help giving this little guy a thumbs up, it's all right.

"That's right. Langya Pavilion's move is useless for the time being. But it's not impossible to revive it."

"The immediate task is to rescue Situ Qingqing first."

"If Situ Qingqing is really in the Danyang Sword Sect, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Chuan got up and lit the candles in the room.

"Substitution!"

The light on the candlestick jumped until it was caught by the lampshade and turned into a ball of light.

"... Substitution?" Jiang Chuan frowned.

"The best person to come is Lei Jing himself."

There was a thoughtful look in Chen Xiaoer's eyes, and he gently played with the barb on Erhuolong's head with his fingers.

Make a crisp, rhythmic sound.

Jiang Chuan took a light breath, he understood Chen Xiaoer's real purpose.

After abolishing Linxuan City and attracting the head of the Danyang Sword Sect, Lei Jing came.

Jiang Chuan had no doubts whether Chen Xiaoer could defeat Lei Jing.

Because there is no need to doubt at all.

He has long known from Erhuolong's big mouth that Chen Xiaoer has a rank nine cultivation base.

Among all the sects in the Jianghu, the cultivation base of the head of the top sect is no more than seventh rank.

Some great religions, Zhangjiao in the Holy Land, and Venerable Lord are only worthy of eighth-rank cultivation.

Only some elders, or ancestors are rank nine.

In other words, as long as Chen Xiaoer's cultivation was not besieged by a sacred place of a great religion.

Or face those old monsters who have been immersed in the ninth rank for many years, or the level of the twelve sword immortals.

Basically, in this arena, it can be said to be walking sideways.

"Everything starts with rescuing Situ Qingqing and taking control of Langya Pavilion."

Chen Xiaoer had a goal in mind.

The night is getting darker.

The rain, which had been gradually decreasing in the evening, intensified again.

The lobby of the inn was still brightly lit, but at this time, it was no longer noisy as before, but unusually quiet.

There is only the sound of pushing cups and changing cups, and the rattling of bowls and chopsticks.

a strange atmosphere,

It diffused in the inn lobby.

"Fellow Daoist, this inn is so strange."

In a corner of the lobby, a gray-haired woman in a navy blue robe was eating quietly.

Beside the nun,
A six or seven-year-old girl was born like a porcelain doll.

A pair of bright eyes, flickering, extremely agile.The little girl looked around curiously.

The Taoist nun put down the bowl and chopsticks, wiped the corners of her mouth lightly, and said leisurely: "...the world of mortals is the same for ordinary sects."

The Taoist nun is so beautiful and beautiful, the image of a master outside the world.

Hearing this, the little girl suddenly covered her mouth and let out a "puchi" laugh.

"Fellow Daoist seems to know the world very well." The little girl tilted her head and looked at the Taoist nun.

The nun didn't speak any more, she closed her eyes gently, and remained silent.

"Dude, where's Lao Tzu's stewed pork vermicelli? Why isn't it served yet? How about killing the pig?"

At this time, a rough voice sounded from the table behind the nun and the little girl.

A burly man with a face full of flesh slapped the table and roared angrily: "It's been half an hour, I want to starve to death!"

"You're crazy ×&%￥#@..."

"...Stinky ×&%￥#@×&%￥#..."

A series of trash talk, with the spittle of the big man flying wildly, kept bursting out.

People around can't help but look sideways!

"Here we come, guest officer, just finished!"

There was a reply from the shop clerk in the back kitchen, followed by the shop clerk trotting over with the plates squatting.

A large mouthful of steaming casserole exudes a tempting aroma.

However, because the store clerk was walking in a hurry, he didn't pay attention to one of his feet, and his left foot stumbled directly between his right feet.

His body swayed, and he ran directly towards the little girl.

"... Be careful!" The shop assistant also reacted, his eyes widened anxiously.

Throwing such a big casserole down, the little girl might be ruined, if not dead.

"Fuck!"

The big man stared, and rushed out with a stride.

Other Jianghu people in the lobby also noticed this scene,
Some enthusiastic Jianghu female heroes also made their moves at this moment, but it was too late!
The little girl didn't seem to hear it.

Still taking care of the food in the bowl.

The gray robe next to her was volatile, and the cleaning Taoist also looked like she hadn't noticed it.

Keep your eyes closed all the time, as if you are meditating?
"... Shua!"

However, just when everyone thought that the little girl was going to suffer, the scene that happened immediately made everyone's hair stand on end.

Because of the clerk's body,
It even went directly through the little girl's body.

"...Boom!" The store clerk smashed a large casserole of pork stewed noodles on the ground.

A puddle of hot air sprinkled on the ground.

However, at this moment, the inn lobby fell into a deathly silence.

All the gangsters, young men and women.

With his eyes wide open, he looked strangely at the man who was still picking up the food on his own.

And the gray-robed Taoist nun sitting beside her, meditating with her eyes closed.

The shop clerk was lying on the ground, watching the little girl trembling all over.

The body began to shrink back slowly unconsciously, backing to the table with the big man, and when standing next to the big man, he seemed to have a sense of security.

Swallowing his saliva, he said tremblingly: "Guest, guest officer, did you see that just now, just now I..."

The big man's scalp was also numb at this time.

Is it a monster, or an evil spirit?At this moment, not only the big man thought so, but also everyone present.

The innkeeper also walked towards the gray-robed old man, and said in a low voice, "Senior, what is that?"

The grey-robed old man's face no longer had a relaxed look this time, but was replaced by a dignified look.

"It doesn't look like a monster, nor does it look like an evil spirit."

Not a monster, not an evil spirit?The innkeeper was stunned, and said: "Senior..."

But before he finished speaking, the old man waved his hand and said, "As we all know, evil spirits and monsters have entities."

"Evil spirits are rare, but some characteristics are known."

"These two are more like ghosts..."

"...Ghosts?" The innkeeper was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's not ghosts, ghosts are afraid of blood."

"Not to mention that there are seniors like you here, there is also that little brother upstairs, not to mention the gathering of practitioners here, almost all of them are martial arts practitioners."

"Isn't the ghost coming here to seek death?"

For a while, the inn lobby became more and more quiet, only the rain outside was fierce.

A brightly lit inn,
Standing on the empty post road.

An eerie atmosphere gradually enveloped my heart.

The third floor of the inn——

Chen Xiaoer, who was waiting for the meeting between the Danyang Sword Sect and the underground, suddenly stood up.

The Erhuolong, who was dozing off beside him, also shivered violently.

Blinking a pair of big shiny eyes, rubbed his claws against his short arms, and said:
"...Hiss, why is it so cold?"

(End of this chapter)