The Black Book

"Then I'll bother you, Master, and ask for an audience again. You must ask the ancestor to come out and help!"

"That's right, only the Spirit Sword Ancestor can suppress the fierce and powerful Lord Yu!"

"Please, Master, put the overall situation first!"

………………

Faced with everyone's pleas, the headmaster of Lingjian Peak sighed helplessly.

"I can only try my best..."

However, before he finished speaking, a gentle and old voice sounded in his ears.

"No need, I'm out of seclusion."

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes. An old man with immortal style, dressed in sackcloth, with white hair and a childish face appeared next to the headmaster of Lingjian Peak, looking solemnly in the direction outside the gate.

"See the Spirit Sword Ancestor!"

Seeing this legendary living fossil figure, everyone seemed to have been relieved of a huge burden, and an endless sense of security suddenly surged in their hearts.

However, at this time, their backbone's face was as dark as water, and his brows were furrowed.

Soon realizing something was wrong, everyone followed his gaze and saw several leisurely figures slowly approaching.

The leader is a young man wearing a gorgeous black brocade robe. His flawless facial features are so handsome that they are almost sinister. As he looks around, he exudes a strange sense of oppression that makes people dare not look directly.

In the arms of the young man in black, there was a little girl carved in pink and jade. Her big crystal clear eyes were looking curiously, not at all restrained or nervous about being watched by strong men.

Behind the two of them, a tall and plump woman was half a step behind, following in a low-key manner.

Instantly guessing the identity of the visitor, everyone looked nervously at the young man in black who was slowly approaching. Only the Spirit Sword Ancestor stared intently at the woman behind the young man.

"Guihua! You're not dead yet!"

Hearing the whispered words through gritted teeth, Guihua slowly raised her head, revealing a stunningly beautiful face, and raised the corners of her mouth with a smile.

"Gao Haochen, aren't you dead too?"

"snort!"

Gao Haochen snorted coldly, his eyes wandered between the boy in black and Guihua, and sneered.

"Unexpectedly, the first-generation leader of the Demon Sect, who was unruly and unruly, has now become a royal eagle dog!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked and immediately turned their attention to the woman behind the young man.

The first leader of the Demon Cult?

Such a legendary figure just appeared like this? !

But...why is she following Duke Yu?

It seems that he is still respectful...

For a moment, everyone looked at the young man in black with more fear and fear, and there was a vague understanding in their hearts.

The first generation leader of the demon sect has been subdued, which is much more difficult than killing her!

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero, Gao Haochen, now it's your turn..."

Faintly feeling Guihua's gloating, Gao Haochen looked at the leading boy with a serious face and asked in a low voice.

"You are the Duke of Yu, Li Lin?"

"Exactly."

"The distinguished guest came uninvited, why?"

"kill."

boom!

One stone stirred up a thousand waves. Unexpectedly, the young man in black could be so arrogant and domineering without any concealment. Everyone present stood up and glared at him.

Seeing this, Zhu Haomiao sneered and pressed slightly with one hand.

"Don't be afraid. I am a Bodhisattva with a heart that will not bleed. As long as you have some understanding, I will not go on a killing spree."

However, this comfort made everyone even more angry. Qu Fanshuang drew out the sword from his back and rushed towards the black-clothed boy without fear.

"Dog officer, suffer death!"

"Shuang'er, stop!"

Knowing that his beloved disciple was not afraid of tigers as a newborn, he did not expect her to be such a tiger. The headmaster of Lingjian Peak trembled all over and quickly took action to stop her.

But after all, she was a once-in-a-hundred-year genius. Qu Fanshuang connected her body with her sword, turning into a cold aura. In such a hurry, even the headmaster didn't catch up with her.

On the other side, facing this reckless attack, Zhu Haomiao remained unmoved at all. Instead, Guihua behind him raised her eyes and glanced at Qu Fanshuang.

There seemed to be a vortex spinning in the strange eyes, and the solid sight penetrated the sword light and instantly penetrated Qu Fanshuang's soul.

As if a steel needle pierced the center of his eyebrows, Qu Fanshuang's delicate body trembled, and the thick and condensed true energy disintegrated instantly like snow meeting the scorching sun.

The back of his head felt like a heavy hammer, his head was buzzing, his consciousness was blank, his whole body was numb and sore, he couldn't even lift the weightless sword, and he knelt down involuntarily.

thorn lala~

With the inertia of sprinting, Qu Fanshuang slid all the way to his knees, and finally stopped right in front of Zhu Haomiao.

"…………"

"…………"

The big eyes stared at the small ones for a few seconds. Qu Fanshuang's shaken spirit gradually returned to clarity. His dull and empty eyes slowly focused, and he looked up at the boy in black in confusion.

"Get up, it's not the New Year yet."

The uncontrollable whisper reached her ears, and two red clouds instantly appeared on Qu Fanshuang's charming face, she clenched her fists, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"You...I..."

"When we meet for the first time, there is no need to give such a big gift, and I didn't prepare any greeting gifts."

"…………"

After a brief silence, Qu Fanshuang grabbed the fallen sword and screamed in embarrassment.

"Evil thief, suffer..."

"Enough!"

A low shout came from behind, and Qu Fanshuang immediately jumped into the air, flew upside down uncontrollably, and was photographed next to Gao Haochen.

"Gong Yu, please spare your life. Don't be ungrateful!"

"I……"

After hearing the reprimand from his ancestor, Qu Fanshuang, who had never experienced any setbacks in his life, bit his lips unwillingly and glared at Zhu Haomiao bitterly.

Until now, she still didn't believe how strong a yellow-haired boy who was a few years younger than her could be!

If she hadn't been suppressed by the leader of the Demon Cult, she would have captured the arrogant boy long ago!

On the other side, Gao Haochen grabbed Qu Fanshuang's shoulders, protected her behind him, and stared at Zhu Haomiao.

Only at his level can one vaguely glimpse how terrifying the monster is hidden under the childish skin of the black-clothed boy.

In a trance, Gao Haochen felt like facing a brutal giant carnivore through an iron cage. Even if the other party did not show its fangs, the greed and hunger that was inadvertently revealed still made people's scalps numb.

"A guest is a guest. Since Duke Yu is willing to negotiate, please take a seat."

Faced with Gao Haochen's temptation, Zhu Haomiao smiled and nodded, and walked into the hall without hesitation.

Amidst the countless fearful and hostile gazes, the black-clothed youth held Zhao Nuo and strode to the top, sitting down in the master's seat. Gui Huan, who was as majestic as the sea, stood respectfully beside him, like a docile maid.

"…………"

Everyone subconsciously glanced at the headmaster of Lingjian Peak, but found that he was watching his nose and his heart, as if he didn't see the black-clothed youth's usurpation.

"Why are you standing? Sit down."

Faced with Zhu Haomiao's call to the Tiangang, everyone could only look at Gao Haochen.

Gao Haochen, who looked like a fairy, pulled a chair and sat side by side with Zhu Haomiao.

Seeing that the headmaster of Lingjian Peak could only stand behind the ancestor like a minion, everyone could only stand and wait for the two big guys to negotiate.