Fantasy: Jinyi Shenwei, starting from the Golden Crow of the Great Sun

"You!"

Cao Mao looked at Xu Qing angrily, snorting in his mouth, and did not say a word for a long time.

Xu Qing was a little impatient.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he remembered a relatively bloody method.

He smiled slightly, and said lightly: "Actually

, it's okay if you don't say it, I don't know if you've heard of a strange trick, called painting skin, that is, peeling off your skin, after applying the secret method, people can wear it so that the original person is not the slightest difference!"

"I am very proficient in this art of painting skins."

"If I change into your appearance, I will definitely be able to hide it from them for a while."

Finally, Cao Mao couldn't stand it anymore.

Because Xu Qing put the long knife under him, he was about to cut off the piece of object.

He hurriedly spoke out about the situation in the valley.

A moment later.

Xu Qingzhen's qi shook out, shattering Cao Mao's internal organs and cutting off his vitality.

"I'm sorry, but I still have to borrow your skin bag to use it."

Cao Mao's mind was still conscious at this time, and his eyes widened when he heard this, and he was full of anger.

"You... You don't talk about credibility!

Xu Qing sneered: "Credibility? That's for people, and disgusting things like you who live in dark canals, but there is no credibility. Before

the words fell, the long knife in Xu Qing's hand had already swung out, peeling off a blood-colored skin sac.

After a few moments.

A painting skin is complete.

The only flaw is that the legs are somewhat unnatural.

However, there should be no flaws in the short term.

Xu Qing stood up, moved his muscles, and adapted to the current feeling.

According to Cao Mao, the valley was just a temporary camp of the White Lotus Sect.

Among them, there are only two eight-rank martial artists, and there are seven or eight ninth-grade martial artists.

However, this data is not necessarily accurate.

Who knows if Cao Mao told the truth.

So it's better to be cautious.

Xu Qing put Cao Mao's armor on his body, and hid the embroidered spring knife under a stone before turning and walking towards the valley.

As he walked, he weighed the combat knife at his waist to adapt to the feeling.

Not often.

Xu Qing walked into the valley and after going deep for a distance, someone suddenly appeared in front.

"Hall Master Cao, why did you get out of town? At this critical moment, what should I do if the horse's feet leak out!? "

The person who came was dressed in a blue coat, his hair was tied with a jade crown, his face was like a jade crown, and his appearance was handsome, which could be called a beautiful man.

Xu Qing put himself into the role of Cao Mao and replied:

"Fuck, that Jin Yiwei came directly to my house!" Why did you say Lao Tzu went out of town! If you don't go out of the city, Laozi will be killed!

The Qingyi man's face changed drastically, looked behind Cao Mao, and asked urgently,

"What about Wu Yan?"

Xu Qing knew that it was probably the guy who was slashed to death by himself, and immediately cursed: "

Dead!"

After that, he didn't pay attention to the man in blue anymore, and walked inside, his steps stumbled, and he seemed to be injured.

No matter how the Qingyi man guessed, it was difficult to guess that it was not Cao Mao under that skin bag at all.

Moreover, the trick of painting skin is not an ordinary transfiguration technique, even a person's breath can be imitated, and it is naturally difficult for ordinary people to detect abnormalities.

Xu Qing's steps stumbled, but he walked quite fast.

Soon, a simple camp appeared ahead.

There were groups of three or two, but when they looked up, there were close to twenty or thirty people, not at all the seven or eight people Cao Mao said.

Fortunately, most of their strength is not very strong, and they are basically the color of the ninth product.

There are only two or three of the eight products, and the situation is true.

Xu Qing already regarded himself as Cao Mao, strode over, grabbed a kettle and poured a few mouthfuls of water.

The people around saw that he was murderous, and there was a strong smell of blood, so they naturally did not dare to step forward and disturb.

At this time, a man with a goatee came out of the tent, about forty years old.

When he saw Cao Mao, his brows suddenly furrowed.

"Hall Master Cao, you..."

Xu Qing spoke, repeating what he had just said.

"What about Jin Yiwei? Won't keep up, right? Goatee tensed up.

The man in blue came over and shook his head: "I didn't see anyone following behind."

The goatee's expression was very solemn, and he touched his beard: "No!" This place can't stay anymore! Hurry up and change places! "

There is always nothing wrong with being careful, and dozens of White Lotus Sect people immediately began to act.

The goatee looked at Xu Qing and said coldly: "The situation is urgent, I won't ask about your guilt for the time being, if you don't give me a satisfactory explanation later..." Xu Qing

snorted coldly and did not speak.

Then, the goatee turned and walked into the tent, carefully took out a box, and carried it close to him.

Xu Qing saw this scene through the gap.

Presumably there is the remnant of a demon.

The corners of Xu Qing's mouth hooked, revealing an imperceptible smile.

I have to say that the people of the White Lotus Sect are quite neat.

It didn't take a few minutes.

The entire camp disappeared, and even many traces were erased.

"Withdraw."

Goatee ordered in a deep voice.

So, dozens of people sneaked out of the valley, vigilantly observed the surroundings, and then ran towards the mountains and forests behind.

Xu Qing didn't speak, just followed all the way.

Almost two incense sticks later.

The group got into the jungle and came to a fairly flat area.

What surprised Xu Qing was that it seemed that this place had been sorted out a long time ago, and it only needed a simple treatment to set up camp.

The same is true of the three caves of the rabbit and the den of the White Lotus Sect.

When everyone came here, the tense mood was relieved a little.

The same goes for the goatee, the breathing gradually calms down, and the mind relaxes a little!

However.

Right now.

Xu Qing's gaze froze and seized this fleeting opportunity.

He drew his combat knife, his figure burst out, his hand rose and fell, and it was a knife against the goatee!

Poof!

The sword light appeared so fast that no one present reacted!

The goatee only felt a chill on his wrist, as if something had fallen off.

Xu Qing took the box smoothly, turned around and left!

He cut off the hands of the goatee with a knife, not directly killing him.

When a person dies, the body may respond to stress.

In case this goatee dies and clings to the box, it will delay the time to run.

But he wasn't wrong.

Now on top of that box, there are still two bloody severed hands....

It wasn't until Xu Qing's figure rushed into the jungle that the people of the White Lotus Sect reacted.

"Cao Mao rebelled! Pursue! They

still hadn't discovered Xu Qing's identity, and thought that Cao Mao had betrayed them.

The man in blue gritted his teeth and chased out.

He was fast and chased after the trail in the jungle, leaving everyone else behind.

But when he ran out of the mountain forest first, there was only a field in front of him, and where could he still see Xu Qing's traces!

"Damn it!"

The man in blue cursed angrily, but he suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

When he looked down, he saw a blood-stained blade sticking out from his chest!

Poof!

Xu Qing drew his combat knife and brought out a large blood flower.

After doing all this, he turned and left.

There are too many dens of the White Lotus Sect, who knows if there are other demon people around, it is better to run away first.

Xu Qing's figure shook, and he disappeared in place with the box.