Who is Spreading Rumors That My Filial Piety to Them Has Deteriorated

"This shot is called Zuo Qiuchi Peach Butt Half Moon Sweep!"

In an instant, the gun intent was raging in this wild forest. If one looked at it from a high altitude, the forests within a radius of several miles would all fall down.

The two witchcraft women couldn't react to Chu Mingkong's words, their legs were swept off, and their vitality was taken away by the lingering spear intent.

The female assassin who appeared in the air felt the spear intent, and memories emerged in her mind.

"You are the tin can that attacked the tribe!"

Chu Mingkong also recognized the opponent's attacking habits during the brief confrontation. Although it was very different from that of the past, there were still some habits that he could not get rid of.

"You are Fengying's master, Gu Mei, I didn't expect you to be so black. Fengying is much more popular, but you are not dead yet?"

Chu Mingkong noticed her back just now. The tattoo on her back seemed to have been burned, which usually means that the cultivation of the kung fu represented by the tattoo has failed.

Under the mask, Gu Mei narrowed her eyes: "You son of Xiling, have you rejuvenated?"

After the First World War that year, Gu Mei had investigated information about that person, and knew that that person was Chu Mingkong, the eldest son of Xiling.In fact, she should have recognized her at first sight, but just now she just felt a little familiar, because normal people would not think that someone can rejuvenate like this.

She suspected that this person's body showed such a state, could it be that he felt that the injury of the extreme abyss would dissipate after rejuvenating?

Now that she realized it, Gu Mei felt a little lucky in her heart. If the kick he met had condensed the extremely dark fire aura, then she would be in a lot of trouble.

Now that she knew it was him, Gu Mei had no intention of fighting.

"Where is Fengying!" Chu Mingkong asked.

"Fengying? That dead girl dared to come back. I really don't know what is good or bad. I said why someone is secretly investigating me recently. Thank you for bringing me this information!"

Gu Mei's figure dispersed and disappeared to nowhere.

At the same time, there were bursts of hoarse "cracking" sounds from the ground around the ruins, and purple-black hands pierced the soil. Soon, countless charred corpses crawled out.

These charred corpses were the same as those that surrounded the little girl that Chu Mingkong had just seen on the spaceship.

"These corpses... have such a strong extremely dark aura, are they refined from human corpses that died from injuries caused by the abyss?"

Chu Mingkong once again cast a half-moon sweep, and the legs of these corpses were swept off, but as if they were not affected, they picked up a leg and put it back, and continued to move towards Chu Mingkong.

"The extreme yin aura has faded a bit. It seems that these things are getting weaker and weaker, relying on the extreme yin aura to make a living? Are there any such things now?"

Chu Mingkong didn't intend to continue to pay attention to these things. Hearing what Gu Mei said just now, she was going to find Fengying. He decided to go after Gu Mei and use her hand to find Gu Mei!

"Don't think you can run away, old man, but don't forget, your feet smell of my urine, can you run away!"

This is the foreshadowing!

He had thought about everything from the very beginning, and he definitely didn't urinate casually!

Chapter 150 The Fourth Taste Is Quite Heavy

A fairy peak with abundant water and aura, where black ice is all over the mountain peak, and it circles up along the mountain path, just like climbing on the ice ladder, with ice blocks suspended in the midair of the mountain stream.

Although there are many people who want to ask Xiao Yunhan about it, most of them don't even have the ability to climb this fairy peak, and they will often retreat halfway through the climb because the spiritual veins in their bodies are stiff, and their spiritual power can't work. .

In contrast, those disciples who were in charge of handymen were much more at ease here, but if any sect disciples wanted to use their status as handymen to try to disturb Xiao Yunhan in vain, they would all be frozen into ice and thrown off the cliff without exception.

On this day, a female disciple came to the peak, holding a viewing stone in her hand.

"Senior Sister Xiao, the Immortal Treasure Pavilion sent a viewing stone, and it was sent here urgently by space teleportation."

Xiao Yunhan didn't show up, but her cold and majestic voice sounded from the summit.

"Who sent it here?"

"The signature is Zuo, but I don't know who the right owner is." The female disciple replied respectfully.

左？

Xiao Yunhan knew who it was, but the viewing stone that this guy sent over in a hurry always felt that it was not a good thing. Based on Xiao Yunhan's understanding of her over the years, this is a woman with a brain problem.

The silhouette of a woman in white clothes and white silk emerged, and with a raised white hand, a pill appeared in front of the female disciple, which was a reward for her.The viewing stone flew into Xiao Yunhan's hand, she raised her hand to signal the disciple to leave, she said:

"Understood, you step back."

"Thank you, Senior Sister Xiao!" The female disciple put away the pill and left happily.

It has to be said that Zuo Qiuchi is very good at timing, Xiao Yunhan has been planning to retreat for a while, if she sends it later, it is hard to say when she will be able to see the viewing stone after leaving the retreat.And Xiao Yunhan chose this time to retreat, with a little intention of avoiding suspicion.

After a while, Chu Mingkong will definitely go back to Xiling to make trouble. The Xiao family can't stand it anymore, and they might come to her. It's the best solution for her to choose retreat in advance.Although he didn't show up to support Chu Mingkong, he already gave him the best support.

Breaking away the restriction left by Zuo Qiuchi on the viewing stone, Xiao Yunhan injected a spiritual force into the viewing stone, and the azure blue stone reflected the image left by Zuo Qiuchi.

In the picture, Xiao Chu Mingkong is hugging Zuo Qiuchi, coquettishly calling, "Sister Master, I want to see you change white socks".

"..."

Xiao Yunhan's black eyebrows frowned slightly, her jade hands clenched her fists, and blue veins appeared on her white forehead.

As soon as the screen turned, Zuo Qiuchi, who was wearing white stockings, stepped on Xiao Chu Mingkong's face and rubbed his two jade feet in stockings.

When the picture reappeared, Xiao Chu Mingkong was lying on his back in front of the viewing stone as if he had been played badly, and Zuo Qiuchi threw the stockings on his face.

Snapped--

The viewing stone could not withstand the sudden drop in temperature, and turned into powder with a crisp sound.

A cold ice sword was condensed in the palm of Xiao Yunhan's hand, she raised her hand and slashed as if venting, the extremely cold sword energy flew across, splitting a fairy peak next door in half.

Elder next door: "???"

Female disciple halfway down the mountain: "???"

Xiao Yunhan's beautiful shadow appeared in front of that female disciple, and the female disciple bowed in panic and bewilderment.

"Senior Sister Xiao, what are your orders?"

Xiao Yunhan calmed down the emotions in her heart, took out a bag of spirit stones and put them in the female disciple's hand, and said:

"Give it to the elders of the fairy peak next door as compensation. Also, from today onwards, I will close the mountain gate for retreat. You don't have to come over to deal with chores, you can practice by yourself."

Before the female disciple had time to respond, her eyes flickered, and when she realized it, Xiao Yunhan had already sent her to the foot of the mountain.

Not long after, Xiao Yunhan, who nominally entered the retreat, appeared in front of Qingse, the branch master of Xianzhen Pavilion.

"Tell me, the locations of Zuo Qiuchi and Chu Mingkong, and where the viewing stone was sent from!"

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Smell is invisible to ordinary people, but it left a continuous trace in Chu Mingkong's eyes, and that trace exposed Gu Mei's whereabouts and escape route.

Chu Mingkong first followed her for a while, and then pretended to lose track of her, which made Gu Mei relax her vigilance, but in fact kept a difficult distance from her.

"Am I a little angry recently? It smells quite coquettish."

He said with mixed emotions.The ghost corpses that appeared on the ruins could no longer keep up with him. After those ignorant things couldn't find the enemy, they would be dazed in place, and then burrowed into the ground again.

Gu Mei was very cautious, she couldn't perceive Chu Mingkong's aura, and the abyss wound on his body was to some extent better than many assassins' concealment and stealth methods.She could only keep going around in circles, no matter whether Chu Mingkong was really lost or not.

When it was almost time, she returned to the ruins, cleaned up the bodies of the two witchcraft women, and stood there waiting.

Chu Mingkong followed the old guy around a few times, almost fainted, and found out indignantly that Gu Mei ran back to the original place again.

"So I've been smelling my own urine for so long, what the hell is it...I wish I had known and just waited here."

Chu Mingkong was desperate, so he could only turn his attention back to Mei to see what this woman was trying to do. He thought that Gu Mei would take him to find Fengying.

"The ruins seem to have secrets. When Gu Mei and those two cannon fodders appeared just now, they seemed to say something like 'totem altar'?"

Gu Mei stood there without moving. She seemed to be observing the phantoms that appeared around the altar from time to time.These phantoms are varied, and the characters that appear in the phantoms have very different clothing styles, not so much the clothing styles of different regions, but more like the clothing styles of different eras.

I don't know how many times the illusion has been changed, and the image of the little girl crying helplessly appeared again in the illusion of the altar.

This time, Chu Mingkong saw the complete continuation of this round of phantoms. After the little girl cried "Aww" a few times, she frightened those ghosts away!

He noticed that Gu Mei felt unbelievable about this phantom, and approached the little girl to try to see her face clearly, but unfortunately she failed. The little girl was so scared that she buried her face in her knees, not daring to look at those ghosts. .

Until the phantom disappeared, Gu Mei could not see why.

The illusion of believers kowtowing and kneeling in prayer reappeared, Gu Mei didn't hesitate any longer, she put a package of kits in the ruins of the altar, found a corner, joined the ranks of believers in the illusion, knelt down and prayed.

This move of hers actually caused the altar to tremble and a black light shot out. Chu Mingkong looked up at the sky. The sky was still clear one second, and the next second it was dark night.

There are circles of space ripples on the altar, there is a gate to a secret realm!

After Gu Mei walked in, Chu Mingkong hesitated whether to follow in, what if he was caught by the urn?

But seeing that the door was about to close, he gritted his teeth and followed in directly.

Chapter 150 Five Into the Enemy!

After Chu Mingkong sneaked in, he was worried that he would directly encounter the enemy, but he seemed to think too much.

For some unknown reason, this cave is dark and humid, and there is a violent and restless thunder in the space. The thunder strikes the water puddles on the ground and the dripping stone stalactites on the walls, and white smoke rises.This phenomenon can be seen everywhere, and the entire space is covered with white smoke.

A trance like eerie boiling hell.

Chu Mingkong's height was just submerged in the white smoke. Even though there were many people wearing ghost masks moving around in this place, none of them noticed that there was a small outsider here.

Suddenly, Chu Mingkong moved his body abruptly, and stepped on a puddle of water. The sound of stepping on the water alarmed those walking back and forth.

"What's that sound?!" A man with a hideous snake-face mask walked over vigilantly, squatted down, looked around, groped into the puddles, and found pieces of gravel.

"That Moro, did you find anything?"

"It's just a piece of gravel, it should be a small stone chopped down by thunder."

Chu Mingkong squatted against the wall with his head in his arms, curled up into a ball, and minimized his size.

The reason why he moved so recklessly just now was to protect his bull. The thunder in this space is elusive and randomly generated. Just now, a thunder gathered near his vitals, almost splitting him into an electric chicken boy.

"No, no one can find me now, but my actions are too random. If a sudden lightning strikes me, it's easy to be exposed, and it's inconvenient to follow Gu Mei. Even if I can't mix into their crowd, I still have to Find a way to find a pair of pants to wear!"

Just as he was hesitating whether to take a piece of clothing and tear off some of the fabric as a loincloth for himself to keep, a figure in bone armor and devil armor appeared in the corner of his vision.

"That set of armor...was just for me."

Chu Mingkong remembered the direction in which Gu Mei disappeared, and immediately followed the man in the bone armor, waiting for his chance to be alone, and waiting for the opportunity to rob him.

Along the way, Chu Mingkong had a general understanding of the people here. Although the masks that appeared here were all ferocious like ghosts, they could roughly be classified into different types.

Snakeman mask, called "Moro" in their mouth.It seems that this place belongs to the level of small minions, so that's the case, the realm of these snake-man masked people has reached the fourth level... The fourth-level minion is unheard of.

The horse face mask seems to be called "Kinnaruo".With musical instruments as weapons, it seems that he is a fan of sound channels, and his strength is similar to that of Moro.