Family practice: all members of the villain

Chapter 337: Being tricked by a six-year-old child
The most important purpose of Hou Yuxiao's visit to Southern Xinjiang this time is to find out what the Holy Son of the Rakshasa Holy Sect wants to do here. The pre-motive for this purpose is that Hexi has regarded Southern Xinjiang as his own. If Rakshasa If the holy religion wants to infect the southern border, then Hexi must take the lead.

Before coming, he had already made arrangements with Lao Er.

No matter what the Rakshasa Holy Cult wants to do this time, Hexi's previous four years of preparation cannot be in vain. It is imperative to take action against southern Xinjiang. He is just looking for a suitable opportunity. If there is really no suitable opportunity, he can only Take action forcefully.

Hou Yuxiao didn't expect that he would see an opportunity as soon as he arrived.

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In the middle of the night, two figures in black disappeared in the air in Qingmiao City.

"The people who died were all members of the Black Miao and Hong Miao clans. So, the leaders of the Black Miao and Hong Miao clans have very different opinions now, right?"

"Yes, I heard that the two clan leaders, Heigu and Hongjuan, took people to the temple to cause trouble for four days in a row. They should have guessed that it was one of Qingxuan and Duanmuhong who did it, but There is no evidence, so we can only watch. No one from the Bai Miao and Zimiao tribes was killed, and they did not speak for them. Heigu and Hongjue are leaving directly but are unwilling to do so. If they don't leave, the children of the clan will still Something might happen, so just stay with those clansmen every day."

"These two...are a bit stupid!"

"It's indeed stupid. Although I don't know why they want to kill people, in the current situation, Qingxuan has obviously colluded with Zi Miao and Bai Miao. Even Duan Muhong is probably colluding with them. These two people continue to stay in the city. I’m afraid there may be danger at any time.”

"After all, they are two martial arts sub-sages, so they are somewhat confident."

"Qingxuan doesn't know, but the other four Miao clan leaders, although they have the cultivation of the martial arts sub-sage, seem to be very wet. On the day Holy Son Wuyuan arrived, Duanmu Hong alone suppressed them."

After hearing what Hou Yuduan said about what he saw in the temple square on the first day of August, Hou Yuxiao's eyes suddenly lit up, he paused for a moment, then turned around and said, "Duanmuhong suppressed four people by one person. Are those four so weak?"

Hou Yuduan nodded and replied: "It's absolutely true. Cheng Yunye has been staying in Southern Xinjiang for the past four years. According to him, the martial arts here in Southern Xinjiang are blocked. The Gangqi Realm Grandmaster Realm warriors are not the same as the martial artists in Shenzhou. There was a gap, I didn’t believe it before, but after seeing it in the square that day, I realized it was true.”

At the level of martial arts sub-sage, there is also a gap.

Hou Yuxiao looked down at the temple below, and his mood immediately relaxed a lot.

"Where does that Holy Son live?"

Hou Yuduan pointed to the palace closest to the main hall of the temple and whispered: "Right there, this is the main hall of Qingmiao. Qingxuan originally lived there. He was generous enough to give his palace directly to the saint. The child lives."

After finishing speaking, Hou Yuduan looked at the black aura surrounding his body and asked Hou Yuxiao in a low voice: "Brother, if you go in so blatantly to kidnap someone, then Duanmu Hong has already broken through to the sub-sage realm, won't he find out?"

A trace of confidence flashed in Hou Yuxiao's eyes, and he chuckled: "Don't worry, my karmic fog can easily block the march of millions of people. Unless they are martial arts saints, no one can see through it. Duanmuhong broke through and became a sub-sage. That is, what happened last year, there is no way he will find out, you wait for me here first, I will go in and arrest the people and come out!"

Hou Yuduan nodded, watching Hou Yuxiao slowly disappear in front of him, and patiently stood in mid-air waiting.

In Qingmiao City, including Duanmu Hong, there are a total of six martial arts sages. It is difficult to sneak in quietly, let alone the possibility of kidnapping the Holy Son of Wuyuan in front of Duanmu Hong. .

Hou Yuxiao had thought before coming here that the best way was of course to use good deeds to upgrade his cultivation to the sub-sage realm. In that way, even if Duanmuhong discovered it, it would be fine. He could even kidnap people in a big way, but he thought of the [-] million His good deeds were exhausted, so he decided to use another method, which was the fifth function of the divine lotus.

Hou Yuxiao has become more and more proficient in using the function of using karma to block the breath. From the first time he used karma to block a large army marching in the wilderness, to catching the Jiang siblings in the middle, he blocked those saints who are good at deduction. Until now, He has become adept at consuming karma and covering up his whereabouts.

This function actually consumes a lot of karma value, especially when marching in large groups, which will increase with the number of people. When used on individuals, it depends on the strength of the opponent.

During the period when the Jiang siblings were imprisoned, Hou Yuxiao's karma value experienced three major losses, each reaching more than 1 million. He speculated that it should be the saints from Dajin or other holy places who were deducing the relationship between the siblings. His whereabouts, if his good deeds and karma had not been high enough in the past four years of unifying Hexi, people would have discovered him long ago.

However, because of this matter, he can figure out how to use the fifth function of the Shenlian and how much it consumes the karma value.

If he wanted to hide his whereabouts under the guidance of a saint, the karma loss would be more than 5000 million, and the martial arts sub-sage should be around [-] million, so instead of arrogantly kidnapping people after improving his cultivation level, Hou Yuxiao chose to compromise and hide his whereabouts. After all, it can save tens of millions of karma.

Soon, Hou Yuxiao arrived next to the palace that Hou Yuduan had just told him. He did not dare to release his breath to sense the surroundings, but walked in quietly. According to what Hou Yuduan said on the first day of August, the Rakshasa Holy Cult obviously valued this saint very much. Zi, don't think about it, Duanmu Hong and the six peak powers must be around, so his goal is very clear, not to alert the snake, but to capture the person and leave.

As soon as Hou Yuxiao entered the palace, he saw that there was a sentry every five steps and a post every ten steps inside the palace. All the people standing there were some master level warriors. His expression suddenly raised slightly. There were at least a thousand Gang Qi level warriors guarding just outside the palace. , after entering the temple, there was actually one there, and I couldn't help but be a little surprised at the pomp of the Holy Son Wuyuan.

Even Duanmu Hong and the six peak Broken Realm masters couldn't find him, let alone these warriors. He just used the fog of karma to cover him and walked swaggering towards the depths of the palace until he reached five A Yuandan Realm martial artist guarded the door of the most heavily guarded room, and then stopped, his figure swayed slightly, and with a breeze, he directly entered the room.

The five guards at the door were staring at the door attentively and looking around. Their professionalism was enough, but it was a pity that they were too weak to notice the gust of wind.

"It's so late and you're still practicing. This little saint is quite diligent!"

As soon as he entered the room, Hou Yuxiao looked at the little figure sitting cross-legged on the sofa and secretly praised him. Then he saw the other person's delicate face clearly, and an inexplicable sense of intimacy arose in his heart. .

Hou Yuxiao stared at the slumped Holy Son Wuyuan, and saw a layer of holy white light lingering around his body, as well as his delicate and childish face, and the Brahma Sutra he was quietly reciting in his mouth. Wen frowned more and more.

No, no.

Why does it look a little familiar, like deja vu?

Hou Yuxiao's expression became increasingly weird.

He was sure that this was the first time he saw this Holy Son, but why did he feel so familiar in his heart, the Brahma scriptures... the Brahma scriptures... that's right!
Zhan Taiqing!
That's right, this kid looks so much like Zhan Taiqing!
Especially at this moment, when I close my eyes and recite the Brahma Sutra silently.

Hou Yuxiao immediately realized why he felt so familiar with this holy son. He had seen Zhan Taiqing take action more than once in the past few years. The demeanor of Wuyuan Holy Son at this moment was similar to that of Zhan Taiqing every time he silently recited the Brahma Sutra and used the Brahma Gate against the enemy. The state of Miaoyin is exactly the same.

Once Hou Yuxiao had this idea in his mind, he looked at the facial features of the Holy Son. The more he looked at it, the more he looked like Zhan Taiqing. They were exactly the same!

This kid must be related to Zhan Taiqing!
"who are you?"

A crisp questioning voice interrupted Hou Yuxiao's thinking. He looked at the little saint child who had opened his eyes and looked at him on the soft couch, and he suddenly looked stunned.

Even Duanmu Hong couldn't find him, how could this kid?

Hou Yuxiao looked again and found that Zhan Taiwuyuan was looking straight ahead with some doubts in his eyes. He immediately realized that he should have sensed something was wrong in front of him based on the flow of breath in the room, but he did not dare I asked deliberately to make sure there was someone there.

This kid actually deceived himself...

It seems that Lao Wu is right, he is indeed very cunning.

Hou Yuxiao deliberately didn't show up or speak, wanting to see what else this kid could do.

Although Zhan Tai Wuyuan's face was calm, his back was actually wet. Although he couldn't see anything, he was sure that there was definitely someone in front of him. He had been practicing. The space in the room was He was very aware of the flow. Just now, the air in front of him stopped flowing.

The rest of the room was still normal.

"The six of them from the Yaksha clan can't find it. At least they are in the martial arts sub-sage realm."

"This man sneaked into my room in the middle of the night and didn't do anything for so long. Does that mean he didn't want to kill me? He probably wanted to arrest me?"

"This person must have known that Grandpa Duanmu was not with me, so he seized this opportunity to come over. Currently, there are not many martial arts saints in southern Xinjiang who have the motive to deal with me. Grandpa Duanmu and Qingxuan are dealing with Heigu at the moment, so this person , it should be..."

It's hard to imagine, but six-year-old Zhan Tai Wuyuan, faced with a life and death crisis, was obviously scared. Not only could he keep a calm face and pretend to be calm, but he was still thinking about who the other party was. After finally having the answer in his mind, He then raised his head and said confidently: "I dare to ask, Senior Hongjuan is here because of the recent killing of the Hongmiao people in the city. If this is the case, Wuyuan does know some inside information, and please ask Senior Hongjuan to show up. As soon as I see you, Wuyuan will definitely tell you the truth!"

How clever!

At this moment, Hou Yuxiao really sighed at the intelligence of the little saint in front of him.

After hearing Zhan Tai Wuyuan's words, he combined with the murders that occurred in the city and knew in just a moment what was going on in this kid's mind. Although he guessed his identity wrongly, in such a short period of time, with the help of his hands, Based on the information we have, it is not easy to judge that he is the leader of the Hong Miao Tribe, Hong Jue, even for an adult, not to mention that Zhan Tai Wuyuan is only a six-year-old child.

"Yes, it's me. Why do you want to kill me, the Hong Miao people? Tell me!"

Hou Yuxiao could almost conclude that the murders in the city were the work of Duanmu Hong and the Holy Son in front of him. He came here this time to find out the purpose of the Rakshasa Holy Cult coming to Qingmiao City. Since Zhan Taiwuyuan guessed that he was the leader of the Hongmiao clan, Hong Yu, he simply tried his best to get some words out of this kid's mouth and find out why they wanted to kill someone.

"You show up first, and Wuyuan will talk later. Please forgive me, Senior Hongjuan!"

Hou Yuxiao suddenly raised his eyebrows. He did not dare to release his breath at this moment, so he could only say in a deep voice with a hint of anger: "How dare you play tricks with me?"

Hearing the anger in the other party's tone, Zhan Tai Wuyuan's heart was moved, but he still hurriedly showed a fearful posture and whispered: "Wuyuan is not playing tricks with seniors, it is really a matter of great importance, Wuyuan is worried that someone else will come To put it bluntly, all you have to do is show up and see me, and Wuyuan promises that you will tell the truth."

"I only give you one chance. If you don't say anything, I will kill you!"

Zhan Tai Wuyuan looked panicked, and the fear on his face became even stronger, and he said fearfully: "You can sneak into Wuyuan's room silently. If you are so powerful as a senior, are you still afraid of showing up?"

Hou Yuxiao felt a slight chill in his heart. He could tell at a glance that the fear on Zhan Taiwuyuan's face was all fake.

As for the apparent reason, it is also very simple.

He himself is a veteran who is well versed in this, from the earliest Cheng Yue, Ding Dian, Ding Buhai, Sikong Yue, Tian Fazheng, Gu Chenfeng, to the later Zen Master Yuankong, Zhan Taiqing... I have pretended too many times in front of others, so Zhan Tai Wuyuan's current disguise is still too tender in front of him.

And the reason why there was a chill in his heart was because of Zhan Tai Wuyuan's age.

Six years old!
She is only six years old, and she has such a scheming mind. If she grows up, will she still have it?
Rakshasa Holy Cult, where did you find this new Holy Son?

"Whoever dares to hurt the young master, I, the Rakshasa Holy Cult, will fight you to the death!"

Suddenly, a roar sounded over Qingmiao City. Hou Yuxiao's expression suddenly changed and he turned to look outside the hall. He had seen Duanmu Hong before, and he could clearly feel that Duanmuhong was rapidly approaching the hall.

"Good boy, how dare you bully me!"

At this moment, Hou Yuxiao no longer cared about concealing his whereabouts. He turned his head directly and stared at Zhan Taiwuyuan, who was still pretending to know nothing. He suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, like the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead.

This kid just said so many words and forced him to show up. He thought he really wanted to confirm his identity. Now it seems that this brat is delaying time on purpose. Duanmuhong is not with him tonight. , he must have some other means to notify the other party.

"Senior, Wuyuan doesn't know anything!"

Hou Yuxiao has already been tricked once, so he won't talk nonsense to this brat anymore, he just stretched out his hand to capture him, without even thinking about expending his good deeds, raising his cultivation to the sub-sacred realm, taking advantage of Duanmu Honghe outside the door The moment before the six Broken Realm powers arrived, they fled towards the outside of the palace.

In an instant, Hou Yuxiao fled outside Qingmiao City. When he noticed that Duanmuhong was chasing after him, he did not hesitate at all and continued to escape with Zhan Taiwuyuan.

His whereabouts have been exposed. In front of Duanmu Hong, it is useless to use karma points to cover it up. He can only rely on his cultivation to kidnap this kid away first. In this way, he could have saved tonight One hundred million of good deeds were spent.

(End of this chapter)