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Chapter 448 Even if I beat you to death, I won’t say anything

With Rong Zhen and others watching from the side, Ouyang Rong didn't say much to Miao Si.

While Rong Zhen's mind was not on him, Ouyang Rong glanced at Yan Zhang, Lian Qing and others, as well as the array items on the field.

Finally, he glanced at the figure of Yan Liulang standing at the door of the courtyard holding a knife.

After Yan Liulang tacitly put the long cloth bag containing the piano case back into the carriage, he kept a low profile at the gate of the courtyard, waiting for his orders.

Ouyang Rong looked away calmly.

Currently, there is good news and bad news.

The good news is that he followed the clues of three thousand meritorious deeds and new blessings, and accidentally learned in advance of the "Broken Sword Package" that Rong Zhen carefully prepared for him to kill everyone.

At least he wasn't walking down the street while riding Dongmei while chewing pancakes, and was trapped by Chixia Yue Zhen who teleported from Earth Escape in a daze, and then was beaten and burped by a cold and cold girl in palace clothes with a group of helpers.

Ouyang Rong is still a little confused now, as to where this new blessing is efficacious, and why he feels that the one he guessed before is not accurate...

As for the bad news, he can't beat it.

That's right, you can't beat it.

When Ouyang Rong was just watching, he saw the color of spiritual energy accidentally revealed by Yan Zhang and Lian Qing when they formed the formation.

Vermilion deep red.

Like Rong Zhen, he is a sixth-grade Qi practitioner.

There are another six Qi practitioners in white, with reddish vermillion colors, seventh-grade Qi practitioners.

Together with Rong Zhen, who is at the top of the sixth level, there are three sixth-level Qi practitioners and six seventh-level Qi practitioners on the field.

If calculated according to the standards of middle-grade Qi practitioners, that would be nine middle-grade Qi practitioners.

Compared with top-grade Qi practitioners like Xuezhongzhu and Qiu Shenji, he cannot be crushed in terms of quality, but it is very difficult to defeat him in terms of quantity.

Although as long as "Return to Come" successfully deploys the sword, Craftsman can solve it like chopping melons and vegetables.

But the "qi" that drives this greedy tripod sword is far from enough.

At present, the merit value on the small wooden fish in the merit tower is only two digits, less than one hundred.

The previous merits he had exchanged for a new blessing, and the remaining few hundred merits were used to learn the supreme art of the Supreme Purity, the God-Adventure Order... However, the God-Adventure Order cannot be used at the moment due to the material problem of the talisman.

Without the support of the Purple Mist of Merit, and in addition, this is not the Dagushan where he is like a fish in water, and there is no continuous flow of the incense of the Lian Sect to inspire his infinite firepower with the Cauldron Sword.

In fact, it's not that he hasn't thought about this embarrassing situation before, and it's not that he didn't have back-up arrangements.

For example, the best qi-replenishing elixir called "Mo Jiao" is to prevent this kind of desperate situation.

It's a pity that he returned to the city today after a long journey, and hurried back with his sword in the morning, but Mo Jiao was not with him.

In short, the only thing that can be thought of at the moment is his own Dantian spiritual energy that can be used to deploy the sword.

Ouyang Rong is currently at the eighth level of sword wielding, and all the spiritual energy in his Dantian activates the tripod sword. At most, it is only enough for him to use the sword to kill a sixth level qi practitioner.

Without the replenishment of meritorious purple mist and incense energy, what should we do with the remaining two sixth-grade Qi practitioners and six seventh-grade Qi practitioners on the field? Let them go and let them go.

Or are you overdrafting your own resentment?

But even if he was sucked into a mummy, it still wouldn't be enough to kill them all and clear the place.

Not to mention that Rong Zhen, Yan Zhang, Lian Qing and others also brought several powerful props and arranged a "Moon Formation under the Pool" to isolate internal and external spiritual energy.

Within the range, Dantian spiritual energy cannot be used.

How to break?

The "Moon Formation under the Pool" in the yard is getting closer and closer to completion, and the danger is approaching. Ouyang Rong's temples are sweating, he lowers his head slightly, and his thoughts are running urgently in his mind.

All possible paths that seemed feasible were quickly rejected by him after weighing them.

Ouyang Rong suddenly raised his head and glanced at Huang Xuan and Miao Si.

The two of them are the key to Rong Zhen setting up this formation.

But he can't rise up violently and kill people to silence them.

Not to mention whether he could escape and explain after doing this in front of Rong Zhen, Yan Zhang, Lian Qing and others, he couldn't do anything just hurting a young and innocent child.

How to do?

Is it possible that later in the moon formation under the pool where the spiritual energy is vacuum, one will fight nine?

Wait, Mukuro is here too.

But two against nine seems to be no different from one against nine.

The man holding the sword was taboo about being approached by others, and his physical strength was his weak point. Who knows if this Rong Zhen was a master of swordsmanship or martial arts, regardless of his Qi refining skills.

Wait, a master of swordsmanship? The junior sister is also an expert in swordsmanship, and she is not a coward for anyone. She even wanted to challenge Yue Chuzi of Yunmeng Jianze in the past.

It would be great if my junior sister was here.

There was really no way to avoid the current situation of this formation. The worst he could do was bring his trusted helpers and engage in a short-range hand-to-hand combat with these Si Tianjian Qi practitioners in the "Chixia Yue Formation" with real swords and real spears.

Ouyang Rong suddenly thought of something and turned his head to look in the direction of Prince Xunyang's Mansion.

A few moments.

He turned back and looked at Yan Liulang who was standing at the door.

Yan Liulang, who had been listening like a transparent person, also looked at him quietly.

The two exchanged glances silently.

"Master Female History."

"What's the matter?"

Ouyang Rong said a little embarrassedly:

"You guys set up your formation first. There's something going on at Liulang's side. I'll go out and take a look."

"What's the matter?" Rong Zhen was indifferent and prepared to nod, but Yan Zhang asked quickly.

Before Ouyang Rong could answer, Yan Liulang at the entrance of the courtyard looked troubled and said:

"Following the instructions just given by the female historians and male historians, if you want to urgently summon the state soldiers in the city to blockade the whole city... This is a serious matter. It is best for Mingfu adults to be on the scene and come forward, otherwise the people below may not believe it and leave. The city’s normal process will take too long.”

Ouyang Rong stood next to Rong Zhen and carefully observed her expression with his peripheral vision.

After hearing this, Rong Zhen nodded slightly: "Yes."

The other Qi practitioners in the courtyard seemed to have no objections.

But at this moment.

"Wait."

Yan Zhang, who was squatting in a corner of the formation, suddenly stood up and called out to Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang who were about to leave.

"What's the matter?" Ouyang Rong said patiently.

Yan Zhang kept a straight face and said nothing, looked at Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang for a while, and then said calmly:

"There's no need to go. Don't notify the Jiangzhou lobby and the state soldiers' barracks yet. However, you can notify the lower city gate and seal it. Send one of your men to do this. You two stay, one more person will be more powerful. Join us in the battle and deal with the hidden owner of Dielianhua later."

"Why is this? Why didn't you notify me?" Yan Liulang frowned in confusion.

Yan Zhang was not in the mood to talk to the local police chief, so he explained to Rong Zhen, who was also looking at him:

"Things are kept secret. If you notify them, the news will easily leak out. If the owner of Dielianhua is lurking in an agency affiliated with the government, wouldn't it be possible to alert others?

"Just cooperate and seal the city gate. There is no need to tell the government the reason. Let's set up the formation and activate it immediately to arrest the thief, so as to avoid a long night of nightmares."

Under Rong Zhen's gaze, Yan Zhang looked calm as if he had a pearl of wisdom in hand and an old god.

Today was an opportunity for him to perform well in front of Rong Zhen.

"As for you two..."

Yan Zhang glanced at Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang:

"Since you already know, then stay and help, and follow the formation with us."

"Makes sense."

Rong Zhen nodded and said to Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang: "That's it, I'm sorry for you two."

Ouyang Rong and Yan Liulang stopped in their tracks.

But still kept a smile on his face.

Under Rong Zhen's gaze, Ouyang Rong replied calmly:

"Okay, that makes sense."

"Listen, listen to Ms. Shi."

Yan Liulang also agreed with Ouyang Rong, but compared with the latter, his smile was a bit forced and he tried hard to hide it.

Yan Liulang couldn't help but look around at the cages that were gradually taking shape, feeling a little anxious for Ming Mansion.

Moreover, as time passed, standing behind Ouyang Rong, he couldn't help but have a look of absolute awe in his eyes.

But at this desperate moment, Yan Liulang found that Mingfu was still chatting and laughing with Rong Zhen.

Rong Zhen asked:

"Has Changshi Ouyang brought a sword? If not, you can use my own later. I will need to fully control the formation later. If I can't get away and move my hands, we will have to catch the thief."

"I brought it." Ouyang Rong nodded: "It's in the carriage. I'll get it later."

"it is good."

The final plan to leave the courtyard and hide back in Prince Xunyang's Mansion failed.

Unlike Yanrokuro who was secretly anxious.

Ouyang Rong was surprisingly calm.

He stood silently with his hands down, glanced at the carriage at the entrance of the courtyard, and then turned to look at the red paper of Dielianhua poems in Rong Zhen's hand. His expression was as usual, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the other side, Miao Si was also paying careful attention to Ouyang Rong's figure. Unlike Huang Xuan, who thought she could help Chang Shi Engong and was still in the dark and was in a happy mood, Miao Si remained silent almost the entire process.

The little girl in Confucian attire standing on the stone table suddenly thought that it would be better if she listened to Huang Xuan's advice and didn't sneak out that night and went to the inner treasury of Hanlei Mozhai to steal some food.

"The stupidest, bar none..." She murmured.

"What did you say?"

Lian Qing, who happened to be setting up a formation next to the stone table, asked curiously.

Miao Si did not answer, but stretched out a hand and tipped the golden bowl upside down. The thick ink inside turned into a dark trickle and fell to the ground.

She is very small, and her hands are very small, and the golden alms bowl tilted in her hand is even smaller.

But a black waterfall poured out.

The waterfall is made of ink and is as thick as a water tank.

After landing, a sea of ​​dark mist exploded in the courtyard.

This change came so suddenly that it obscured everyone's vision.

The figure of the little girl in Confucian attire disappeared on the stone table.

Rong Zhen, Lian Qing, Huang Xuan, Yan Liulang and others were all caught off guard, including Ouyang Rong, who also looked surprised.

Little Mo Jing wants to escape!

Rong Zhen immediately took out the golden four-eyed evil face and put it on his face.

But there was someone faster than her.

"court death!"

Yan Zhang sneered, and when the sound came out, his figure had already disappeared.

Seeing this, Rong Zhen took off his mask, without shouting his real name, he tiptoed and rose into the air, waving the sleeves of his palace skirt downwards, like sleeves fluttering in the wind.

The ink mist that obscured the vision was swept away by a strong wind, and the view in the courtyard was restored.

Everyone saw Yan Zhang's figure standing in front of a mouse hole somewhere on the north side of the courtyard wall. His hand was tightly grasping a small human being the size of a palm, and the small human being was squeaking and screaming in pain.

It's a wonderful idea.

"Ah - ah -! Let me go, let me go."

"Oh, do you still dare to play tricks? Want to escape? Who gave you the courage?"

"Let me go, let go of me! You are a sissy who looks neither male nor female, what ability do you have to bully the low-minded? If you have the ability, wait for me to practice for another twenty years, and then have a showdown. Forget it. , you must be a female, a sissy, let me go quickly..."

Yan Zhang sneered, but suddenly shouted "Ah", released his palm, bent down to cover the tiger's mouth, and sucked in air through bared teeth.

"Dare you bite me? You little beast!"

His face turned red, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed in front of everyone.

After Miao Si broke free from his hand and fell to the ground, he turned a few somersaults and ran forward with his short legs. However, before he could take three steps, he was stepped on by a big foot that was always angry with him in front of the mouse hole.

"Ah——!" The man with the mole on his eyebrows ground the soles of his feet hard against the ground repeatedly, and the little Mo Jing, who was forced to rub his face sideways against the ground, cried out in pain.

"Don't step on her!"

Huang Xuan rushed forward.

Seeing another one coming, Yan Zhang looked back angrily and was about to wave his sleeve to brush it away. The next moment, he was stopped by a jade hand stretched out from the side. The wind from his sleeve, as sharp as a knife, suddenly scattered in all directions without touching the little girl in the red coat.

"Everyone stop it."

Rong Zhen's figure stood between Huang Xuan and Yan Zhang. She raised her arms to protect the former, and frowned as she ordered the latter:

"Who told her to hurt her? This little ink spirit also hurt her. Do you want to use you to set up a formation after hurting her? Capture her and ask questions first."

"Yes." Yan Zhang took a deep breath and lowered his head.

Yan Zhang bent down, grabbed the little girl in Confucian uniform who was rolling in pain, and asked:

"Say quickly, okay, why are you running away? You are respectful in front and arrogant in the back, and do not cooperate with Rong Zhennvshi. Is there someone behind the scenes? Tell me quickly."

"Just a little bit." With a bruised nose and swollen eyes, she made a face and stuck out her tongue: "I won't even tell you that I'll kill you! Guess you, stinky sissy, are capable of strangling my aunt to death."

"Little thing, you are seeking death!" Yan Zhang suppressed his anger.

If Rong Zhen hadn't been watching with cold eyes, he could have crushed this gadget directly.

Ouyang Rong stood aside and kept turning his head, silently watching the little ink spirit who deliberately wanted to die for a while.

Huang Xuan tried her best to push Rong Zhen's arm away, raised her face and asked:

"Miaosi, are you in any trouble? Why don't you want to help this sister? Aren't you friends?"

The originally arrogant little girl lowered her head and said without looking at her:

"I want you to take care of it, get out, you have nothing to say to a yellow-haired girl like you who doesn't understand anything."

Her little face was full of tears, she cursed and bit Yan Zhang's hand.

Yan Zhang was so angry that he wanted to smash the crazy little Mo Jing to the ground again.

Ouyang Rong suddenly said:

"She did it on purpose. Maybe she knew the owner of Dielianhua and wanted to die. Ms. Shi, don't let her succeed. Don't hurt her, which will affect the formation of the formation and find people."

Rong Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded.

Yan Zhang and Lian Qing looked sideways and glanced at Ouyang Rong, who was calmly making plans.

"Ouyang Changshi is right, don't let her die, let's return her innate magical power to form an array."

Lian Qing chuckled and gave a warm reminder:

"After this is over, take her back to the prison and hand her over to the alchemy room. Let her live a life worse than death. Do you think so, Yan Zhang?"

Yan Zhang smiled.

"Hey, that makes sense."

He rubbed the little man's head with his fingertips and then said warmly:

"Be good, live well, little guy like you, you may not be able to produce spiritual ink, you have to make good use of the waste."

Miao Si suddenly changed color, and despair appeared in his eyes.

Huang Xuan on the side looked blankly at the little girl in Confucian attire who got up inexplicably today.

She was in a daze for a while, then turned to look at Rong Zhen and others who were busy setting up formations in the yard, and... Chang Shi Engong, who was silent the whole time.

After a while, Huang Xuan murmured in a voice that no one else could hear: "Isn't there one of the smartest..."

No one noticed the subtle change in Huang Xuan's expression. Rong Zhen, who was in charge of the formation, stepped forward with a cold face.

She checked the injury of the little girl's crown which was caused by herself, and found that it was generally fine. She sealed it with seals and handed it over to Lian Qing's care.

Then, Rong Zhen's eyes fell on Huang Xuan,

Huang Xuan suddenly raised her head and smiled at Rong Zhen:

"I listen to Lady Shi."

Seeing her cooperation, Yan Zhang and Lian Qing looked satisfied.

Lian Qing bent down and gently touched Huang Xuan's head:

"That's good. I won't let this little ink spirit bully you in the future. Stay away from this monster."

"Yes." Huang Xuan nodded vigorously.

Her eyes, called innocent eyes, were particularly clear and bright at the moment, and their eyes were dark and innocent.

Rong Zhen looked at each other for a while, but fell silent.

During the formation break, this cold and cold girl in palace attire pulled Huang Xuan aside and pursed her lips:

"I will carefully interrogate the reason, but I will not kill her. I know that you have feelings for her, although she does not seem to cherish you as a friend at all.

"Don't take Yan Zhang and Lian Qing's words too seriously, and don't harbor resentment. They can't make the decision, and I will protect them..."

"I don't understand what sister Rong Zhen said." Huang Xuan asked curiously, then shook her head and said, "It's okay. After this time, I can see clearly that she doesn't treat me as a friend, and I don't treat her as a friend either. ”

Rong Zhen stopped talking, not knowing what to say. He sighed softly and walked away.

Not long after, the formation in the courtyard was coming to an end.

Ouyang Rong silently looked at the red eyes of Miao Si, who was bound for a while, and then turned his head to look at the carriage outside the yard.

At this moment, in the carriage, on an opened cloth bag, the wooden box body trembled and rattled. The bronze mask originally placed on the wooden box had been shaken off by it and fell to the floor.

Ouyang Rong's Dantian spiritual energy was only enough to kill a sixth-grade Qi practitioner.

What if you add the blood in your chest at this moment?

Add one more.

But what about the other one?

In fact, you don’t need to consider this, because if you overdraft again and kill a sixth-grade person with anger, he will probably overdraft again and pass out.

How about killing the two most damned ones? One for two doesn't count as a blood loss.

Ouyang Rong smiled and looked at the male and female eyebrow moles.

Huang Xuan, who had not looked at him before, suddenly turned her head and asked Ouyang Rong seriously:

"My dear friend, are you hungry? There is porridge in the pot."

was interrupted.

Ouyang Rong slowly turned his head and glanced at the little girl in the red coat with sincere questioning eyes.

The two of them and Yan Liulang didn't need to participate in the formation, so they seemed a little idle.

Before he could answer, Huang Xuan suddenly turned around and ran to the kitchen, seemingly making porridge.

Rong Zhen and others didn't pay attention, anyway, they were right under their noses.

A few moments.

"The formation is ready!" Yan Zhang clapped his hands, stood up, and looked around: "Where are the people, that yellow-haired girl, get in position quickly."

The moon array under the pool is set up.

At this time, in the back kitchen, Huang Xuan walked out with a bowl of warm porridge in both hands and walked towards Ouyang Rong...

　This chapter is longer, so I’ll make up for it a little bit or2

　　

　

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