low-key warlock

A strange rock stands beside the lakeside path, and a few bare trees cover the turning road.

Frozen with a thick layer of ice on the surface of the lake, there is a cool light under the dark night, which makes the light by the lake not so dark, dim and deserted.

Su Chunfeng, who was wearing a tan fur collar casual leather jacket, black trousers, and black leather shoes, showed his figure from the turn of the path covered by strange stones and trees. The place of residence revealed that he had suffered serious internal injuries, but the aura exuded from his whole body made the four people who had been frozen in the gazebo for a long time clearly perceive his powerful and majestic aura.

Bai Xingyong raised his hand and wiped the tightly tied long snow-white hair on his head, and muttered softly as if talking to himself: "Okay, I won't see you in a while, and he has entered the Qi Refining Realm. Is he still human?"

"Normal." Zongmeng said excitedly.

Chu Zhuoyan felt chills in his heart.

When Su Chunfeng left, he said that when he came back, he would give Chu Zhuoyan a chance to fight him.Chu Zhuoyan looked forward to Su Chunfeng being able to win the almost impossible fight against Wan Liansheng, even if this kid was not afraid of leaving traces of killing and killed Wan Liansheng with his powerful skills, he would definitely kill Wan Liansheng. Most of the swollen anger in his heart was vented, so that Chu Zhuoyan would have more possibilities to survive; if Su Chunfeng's anger remained the same, at least he would be injured after killing Wan Liansheng. Within a month or even longer, I am afraid that he will not be able to have sufficient strength to fight against Chu Zhuoyan and win.

But now, Chu Zhuoyan didn't think so.

Because although he could see that Su Chunfeng was definitely injured, and the injury was not serious, but the powerful and majestic aura that Su Chunfeng exuded made Chu Zhuoyan feel unbelievably clear that Su Chunfeng, who was severely injured at the moment, even immediately If you fight against him, you can also kill him without any suspense.

This keen perception is really ridiculous.

Chu Zhuoyan couldn't help shaking his head, he wanted to get rid of the fear in his heart, he needed to have a calm and confident heart, otherwise he would have already lost before he even started.

Nian Yihua, who was sitting next to the master, wanted to cry and trembled all over his body.

Under the complicated gazes of the four people, Su Chunfeng walked into the gazebo. It seemed that after walking such a long distance, he was really tired and exhausted after suffering serious internal injuries. Sitting on the stage in the wider pavilion with Bai Xingyong, facing Chu Zhuoyan and Nian Yihua's master and apprentice, looking at them calmly, he said a word: "Wan Liansheng and his two apprentices , are all dead."

Sure enough, Wan Liansheng died.

And his two apprentices...

Zongmeng and Bai Xingyong turned their heads at the same time, looking at Su Chunfeng who was sitting between them with some astonishment.

Chu Zhuoyan was dumbfounded.

Nian Yihua's body suddenly went limp, and he fell off the platform. Then he got up and sat on the ground again, leaning against the pillar of the pavilion tremblingly begging: "I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I beg you Don't kill me, this matter has nothing to do with me, it's them, they want to rob you of your demon bone magic weapon, they want to force you to hand over your trick inheritance..."

"Yihua!" Chu Zhuoyan shouted loudly.

Nian Yihua shuddered, and suddenly recovered from the extreme fear and panic, but his eyes became empty and helpless.

Chu Zhuoyan sighed softly. A person whose cultivation level has reached his level naturally knows that Su Chunfeng has already started to cast spells when he entered the community and approached them, deliberately exuding his powerful aura, which will invisibly give people People are under a lot of pressure.And his apprentice Nian Yihua... his cultivation base is too shallow, and he can't bear the suppression of the powerful aura bursting out from this kind of magic.

When Su Chunfeng stepped into the gazebo, Nian Yihua's rationality collapsed.

Hearing Nian Yihua's words after his rational panic collapsed, Bai Xingyong's heart was shocked. He wondered if Su Chunfeng was really the inheritor of deceit. Chu Zhuoyan and Wan Liansheng had conflicts with him only after knowing this secret. ?

Zongmeng frowned.

Su Chunfeng's calm eyes fixed on Chu Zhuoyan, just looking at him.

"I'm sorry." Chu Zhuoyan lowered his head in fear, and said bitterly: "At first I just wanted to take revenge on you and vent my anger on behalf of the villain, but our master and apprentice don't know much about the Qimen rivers and lakes in mainland China, so we found out that the old year had something to do with me. My friend Wan Liansheng, I hope he can do a little favor. I never thought that he had heard the rumors about you in the Qimen Jianghu, so he felt that he just used the conflict between the villain and you as an excuse to force you to hand over the trick. The inheritance of tricks. Of course, Wan Liansheng is not sure about the rumor that you are the inheritor of tricks, but he thinks that if you really are, then we can get the inheritance of tricks, and if you are not, we can get it too The magic weapon in your hand..."

Bai Xingyong heaved a sigh of relief.

The feeling of guilt in Zongmeng's heart is getting stronger and stronger—the rumors that Su Chunfeng is the inheritor of tricks spread in the Qimen Jianghu, after the fight with Chi Yizheng, the reason why the rumors can spread quickly in the Jianghu is behind the scenes , but it is very likely that his father Zong Xiange.Zongmeng disapproved of his father's behavior, annoyed, but helpless and confused.As expected, these rumors brought great trouble to Su Chunfeng as he had feared.

"Wan Liansheng deserves to die, you think so, don't you?" Su Chunfeng asked calmly.

"Okay, I admit this matter. Wan Liansheng and I are accomplices." Chu Zhuoyan raised his head, summoned up the courage to look directly at Su Chunfeng, and said, "Leave Yihua alone, his talent is ordinary, his cultivation level is not high, and he will not be able to do so in the future." , and dare not bring any threat to you. And the whole thing, he just obeyed my orders, he is not sensible..."

Su Chunfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, making it impossible to understand his thoughts.

The courage that Chu Zhuoyan had worked up with great difficulty faded quickly, he lowered his head again, and begged with great respect: "Please, let Yihua go."

Su Chunfeng didn't speak, the expression on his face remained the same.

"Give him a life, even if it's...abolishing his cultivation, I just ask you to let him live." Chu Zhuoyan trembled violently, and looked up at Su Chunfeng again, as if he had finally made up his mind after a little hesitation. As if, he raised his right hand to make a formula, and his left hand took out a child's palm-sized antique bronze gossip mirror from his arms, and slowly pressed it on the center of the eyebrows, and then opened and closed his lips and recited the mantra: "Xun walks with water, dry The door is closed, the exchange is away, there is no way for Kun, Zhe Zhe Fu Er, hurry..."

Fluorescent dots suddenly flashed on the simple gossip mirror, and then gathered streamers to surround it, gradually turning into a state of yin and yang rotation.

Su Chunfeng recited the mantra silently, raised his left hand lightly, and touched the yin-yang fish on the gossip mirror with his index finger. A slender wave of magic energy was inserted into the eyes of the yang fish with great precision.

chi...

The yin-yang fish formed by the streamer shattered and dissipated.

Chu Zhuoyan, who wanted to sever suicide in exchange for his apprentice's life, couldn't help the corner of his lips overflowing with blood, and looked at Su Chunfeng who suddenly cast a spell to stop him from suicide with a blank expression: "Why?"

"I haven't promised yet, I will spare your apprentice's life."

"you……"

At this moment, Zongmeng, who was watching calmly, suddenly stood up without warning, strode out of the gazebo, and said, "Bai Xingyong, what are you still doing here?"

"Well, I'm just more curious." Bai Xingyong shrugged calmly, got up and walked outside.

Zongmeng waited for Bai Xingyong to come out on the steps outside the pavilion, then walked side by side into the distance, and asked coldly, "Who is stronger, you or Su Chunfeng?"

"Of course it's him." Bai Xingyong said it as a matter of course, not feeling at all that it was embarrassing to say so.

"Bai Xingyong, do you know what I dislike about you the most?"

"We have no grudges or enmities, why do you always have trouble with me?" Bai Xingyong said helplessly with a bitter face: "Isn't it because I refuse to fight with you, so you always remember me? Heaven and Earth Conscience, can you be reasonable? If you have the ability, go challenge Su Chunfeng now, he is the master."

Zongmeng snorted coldly and said, "Of course I will challenge him, but before that, I still have to challenge you first."

"Can't I admit defeat?"

"No."

"Are you endless?"

Zongmeng didn't answer, just looked at Bai Xingyong like an idiot.

So Bai Xingyong felt that the most unlucky thing in his life was to meet an idiot named Zong Meng, a very idiot and stubborn guy in the practice of spells. He said helplessly: "Okay, you choose a time and place, and I promise to return it to you." No way...wait a minute, let me declare in advance that the fight between the two of us is just a fair exchange of ideas, so far, I don't want to fight desperately with a guy like you; besides, I can't fight in the capital, I'm also from Huaqing University The president of the Student Warlock Association, you can't break the rules yourself."

"Interesting?" Zong Meng felt more and more that Bai Xingyong was an idiot and a hypocrite.

"nonsense!"

……

In the gazebo shrouded in the cold night, there were only three people left.

Su Chunfeng seemed to be tired, and moved to the side of the pavilion pillar, leaning his shoulders on the pavilion pillar, with a lazy and calm expression.

for a long time.

Chu Zhuoyan finally figured out something, and seemed to have finally made a new decision after hesitating for so long, he shook his head with an extremely bitter smile, and said softly: "That's all, that's all, as the saying goes, it's better to live than to die, my teacher The two disciples can be regarded as their own fault." After saying that, he put the ancient gossip mirror on the palm of his right hand, bit the tip of the index finger of his left hand, and then made a formula with his left hand, pressing the tip of the bleeding index finger on the gossip mirror. Mantra: "The hexagram image returns to the truth, the four images return to one, the Shaoyin and the sun meet, the Taiyin and Shaoyang harmonize, the yin gathers, and the yang emerges..."

At the cut on the fingertip of the index finger, blood flowed to the gossip mirror, bubbling like boiling, but it didn't spill out at all.

After a while, the blood covered with the gossip mirror suddenly and strangely gathered under the fingertip in the center of the mirror, forming a drop.

Chu Zhuoyan raised his fingertips, and the drop of bright red and rich blood floated up, hovering two feet in front of Su Chunfeng, as if frozen there.

Chu Zhuoyan got up with an extremely painful expression, then knelt down slowly, bowed his head and said softly: "I, Chu Zhuoyan, swear that in this life, Su Chunfeng is the only one who will obey me. Follow your mind, if the master is injured, you will be harmed, if the master dies, you will die, the sky is above, the thick soil is below, the universe and the sky are facing..."

Seeing this, Nian Yihua turned pale with shock, fell to the ground limp and weak, and then smiled foolishly and bitterly.

Su Chunfeng recited the mantra silently in his heart, and his own atmosphere was connected with the sky and the earth. With his left hand, he pointed at the floating drop of blood, causing it to swim quickly in the air and draw eight diagrams patterns visible to the naked eye.

One drop of blood turns into two drops.

One flew into the sky to make a seal, and the other fell to the ground to stub.

The world is the proof!

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ps: Brother Libla Snow Wolf, you are so awesome, thank you~ Off-topic, I feel comfortable writing this chapter, what do you think?

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