Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

Looking at the three people in front of him, Jiang Hao felt a little strange for a while.

This topic is somewhat surprising.

If he couldn't guess who the other party was, he would have believed it.

After all, whenever I go out these years, I subconsciously want to find my stepmother and the others.

Maybe seeing it will improve your mood.

However, there should be no chance.

Although I have some questions to ask...

"You don't believe it?" the woman in black asked.

"I really don't believe it." Jiang Hao nodded, and then said calmly: "But why did you come to me?"

"My name is Guan Zijing, you can call me aunt." Guan Zijing said with a smile.

Jiang Hao was quite helpless that the other party actually continued.

Sighing slightly, he went straight to the topic: "Is this what people from the Fallen Immortal Clan like?"

"Huh?" Guan Zijing was a little surprised: "How did you know?"

Now that they have been discovered, they are not going to deny it.

"I'll tell you this later. I'm just curious. What do you want me to do?" Jiang Hao asked.

"Do you remember the ancient Qing Dynasty?" asked a middle-aged man next to him.

He has perfected his spiritual refinement, and the fire of the soul all over his body is visible to the naked eye.

This is to use force to suppress others.

"Remember, she gave you my name, so you targeted me?" Jiang Hao asked.

"Yes, why do you think she wrote down your name? And why did all the people who spied on you die?" Guan Zijing smiled.

Jiang Hao thought and said, "Are you not going to spy again?"

Guan Zijing shook his head: "The risk is too great and not worth it. Unless the information can be clearly obtained, it is worth prying.

But this time I will just come and take you back directly. You can ask slowly.

Of course, what I said before is also true, we can help you find your parents.

I heard that you were sold here. You must hate them, right?

We can help you catch it. "

Jiang Hao: "..."

These people still investigated him.

But one thing you can rest assured is that the Fallen Immortals will not spy on him at will.

"I heard that your family is so superior, why do you care about ordinary monks like me?" Jiang Hao asked.

Being strong usually has a kind of courage.

Whether it was Hong Yuye or Sicheng and Wanxiu of Mingyue Sect, they all gave him a feeling of broad horizons.

"Aloof?" Guan Zijing sneered: "The reason why we are aloof is because you are kneeling on the ground. It's a pity that you don't kneel anymore, so why do you blame us for arguing with you?"

"Yes." Jiang Hao nodded.

The Fallen Immortal Clan was pushed down from their high position by the Xuanyuan Clan, and they were no longer on top.

"Now it's my turn to answer your questions." Jiang Hao said kindly:

"For example, why do I know that you are from the Fallen Immortal Clan, why am I okay under your attack, and why do I remain indifferent despite your being so strong.

You must all be a little curious, right? "

"I'm a little curious." Guan Zijing narrowed his eyes and said:

"Did you hide your cultivation?

But even if you hide your cultivation, do you think you will be my opponent with your true cultivation?

Maybe you don’t even know what our cultivation is. "

"Don't rush to a conclusion, I haven't said why yet." Jiang Hao suddenly smiled, but the smile was a little bit catchy.

"Oh? Why is that?" Guan Zijing said softly.

"Have you ever thought about one thing, I am not who I am." Jiang Hao's eyes were no longer calm, but there was a trace of teasing.

"You're not you?" Guan Zijing chuckled:

"then who are you?"

When the other party questioned Jiang Hao, he took out a fan and at the same time his figure changed.

Elegant in white clothes, like a frail scholar.

The moment Guan Zijing's voice fell, the white shadow disappeared.

puff!

Guan Zijing only felt a white shadow flash past, and then something pierced his stomach.

And the white clothed man in front of him became clearer, a handsome man with a smile.

Whether it was the person in front of her or the attack, she didn't notice it.

As she was thinking, another stab of pain came.

It was the white shadow in front of him who pulled out the magic weapon.

A fan was stained with blood, and then the person in front of me opened it and the blood dispersed.

The man with an obvious smile looked at her and asked.

"Now do you know who I am?"

The fan spread out, with four big characters printed on it: Thousands of people, thousands of faces.

"Laugh, laugh for three lives?" Guan Zijing was shocked.

Hearing this, Jiang Hao smiled and congratulated:

"If you answer correctly, I will reward you with a knife."

Moonlight appears.

Zangetsu!

puff!

Blood appeared from Guan Zijing's neck, and his vitality was quickly extinguished.

Without looking at the people in front of him, Jiang Hao focused on the other two people.

He had just used his magical power to suppress the two of them.

After Guan Zijing fell to the ground, their eyes widened with anger and they burst out with great strength.

A loud bang broke through the divine power.

In the early stage of refining the god, he shouted angrily and attacked him: "You thief, how dare you kill someone."

puff!

The moment the opponent took action, Jiang Hao's figure flashed to his side and cut off the hand that cast the spell with his fan.

He smiled and asked, "Are you talking to me?"

"Who do you think you are?" With one hand left, he attacked again.

However, before his hand could touch anyone, he flew out.

"Then who do you think I am?" Jiang Hao appeared in the other person's ear and asked.

Still full of smiles.

In the early stage of refining the god, he was angry, but when he was about to turn around and attack, he suddenly felt that his feet gave out and he fell to the ground.

Only then did I realize that both legs had been severed.

puff!

He stepped directly on his head with one foot, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Then who do you think you are?"

boom!

With a little force on his feet, he stepped on his head and hit him on the spot.

The other party never expected that he would die in such aggrieved manner and suffer all the humiliation.

After killing this man, Jiang Hao turned around and looked.

At this time, Lian Shen Perfect had already fled far away.

"You're in the same realm and you actually ran away without fighting?"

It's a pity that in his Sun Moon Pot Heaven, there is no use in escaping.

He lifted the fan in his hand like a long knife.

The third form of the Heavenly Sword.

meteor!

With a whoosh, Jiang Hao turned into a ray of light and chased away.

At this time, Lian Shen Perfect was flying high in the sky, and his intuition told him that he must seek help.

Xiao Sansheng was actually deliberately trying to catch them and fell into the trap.

But they are all their people here, and they can be found as long as they escape a certain distance.

However, the more he fled, the more desperate he became. Why didn’t the scene change?

呲~

There was a sound from behind, and Xiao Sansheng caught up with him.

His heart was beating fast after he had completed his divine refining. He had escaped countless dangers, and this time would be no exception.

Whoosh!

There was a sudden sound, and then he felt something passing through his body.

For a moment, he stood there.

A white figure suddenly stood in front of him. The other person turned around and met his eyes.

With a gentle smile, like a spring breeze, he seemed to be looking at a friend he hadn't seen for many years.

The fan was opened again, and this time there were four big characters: "All things return to one".

"Fellow Taoist, will you stay for a while?"

The moment this voice came over, the sound of wind began to appear in his ears, and finally everything turned into nothingness.

Consciousness is swallowed by the abyss.

Despair enveloped his whole body.