It's obviously a life skill, but you developed it into a magical skill

Chen Zhufeng did not react to this sudden situation because he still clenched his fists with an angry look on his face.

The blood-red sword light cannot invade even the darkness.

In the trance of the flame of the oil lamp, in the blink of an eye, the light of the sword had arrived in front of Chen Zhufeng.

And the target of this blood-red sword light was Chen Zhufeng's neck.

If this knife hits, Chen Zhufeng's body and head will be separated and he will die instantly.

No matter how resilient people in the industry are, they will still die without their necks.

Chen Zhufeng felt an icy cold air. He looked at the blood-red sword energy getting closer and closer. Under the shroud of death, he suddenly felt that everything in front of him slowed down.

This is not really slowing down, but an illusion beneath death.

He wanted to draw out the black knife, but at this time, it was too late.

"Am I going to die?"

Chen Zhufeng had such an idea in his mind.

He knew who the owner of the sword was, and he also knew that he was unable to resist in his current state, but he still tried hard to draw the sword and wanted to fight to the death.

At this moment, when the blood-red sword light was about to take off Chen Zhufeng's head, a cold light flickered.

The blood-red sword light in front of him turned invisible.

Chen Zhufeng's knife was halfway pulled out, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he could not conceal his shock at the moment. Following the cold light of the knife, he saw the person holding the knife.

——Zhou An.

Chen Zhufeng's face was full of disbelief.

He thought that Zhou An was a master with a knife, because he could feel it when he stood on the wall and watched Zhou An holding a knife.

But he never expected that Dao Kuang's knife attack would be stopped by Zhou An in an understatement.

He thought this knife was terrifying.

But reality slapped him in the face.

Zhou An's face was calm, and he turned to look outside the room regardless of Chen Zhufeng's expression.

At this moment, the door was open, and in his yard stood a middle-aged man in red.

The man held a blood-red knife in his hand. Even the blade was red, as if it had been splashed with blood.

And this man exuded a frowning smell of blood.

At this time, Chen Zhufeng finally came to his senses, pointed at the people in the yard, and said angrily: "Traitor, how dare you chase into Tingyun Mansion!"

In the yard, a middle-aged man was holding a blood-red long knife with an indifferent look on his face.

But those eyes were filled with bloodlust and excitement.

"Hand over the core secrets of Tiandao Pavilion and I can give you a pleasure." The man in red said indifferently.

Chen Zhufeng became even more angry: "You are a disgusting traitor. When you brought your skills to the Tiandao Pavilion, you talked about countless truths. In the end, you just wanted to obtain the core sword skills of the Tiandao Pavilion. You are a shameless person!"

These days, some big forces actually do more than just develop disciples of their own sect.

They will also recruit some masters of finished products in the world.

Some masters are purely wild. Everything they know is either explored by themselves or acquired through some random encounters, and they lack real systematic teaching.

Therefore, these masters will use their own abilities to join those forces.

But those forces know that people like these need to pass the test.

Some tests are long, some are short, and some unique skills will be released in stages. You must pass a series of tests before you can learn them slowly.

This method is very common in the martial arts world, and it is also quite a safe method. As for the test methods, each one is different.

Zhou An has roughly figured out that the person in front of him should be the sword madman Chen Zhufeng mentioned, that is, the traitor of Tiandao Pavilion.

This pursuit was probably because Chen Zhufeng was an elite of the Tiandao Pavilion and possessed the core swordsmanship of the Tiandao Pavilion, so he attracted the attack of the sword maniac.

Zhou An doesn't understand the others, and there is no need to understand them.

Because he is now interested in this knife maniac.

Zhou An touched his chin and asked, "Are you a pervert?"

The sword madman fixed his gaze on Zhou An and said in a cold tone: "Boy, that sword strike you just made was indeed stunning, but mind your own business. I'm not targeting you this time."

The tone of these words was as if Zhou An was a piece of trash and not worthy of his attention at all.

Zhou An thought for a while and said: "People who indulge in sexual behavior do whatever they want. You are known as a sword madman. It seems that you do whatever you want with the sword."

The knife maniac didn't answer him, but slowly walked toward Chen Zhufeng. The blood-red long knife he was holding shone brightly under the moonlight, making it look extremely eye-catching.

At this time, Chen Zhufeng finally stepped forward with his sword in hand and said to Zhou An: "Your Excellency, please leave quickly. This is a matter between him and me. There is no need to implicate you. Moreover, this sword madman is very powerful and is among the first-class people." Masters have also been famous for a long time, so you should leave as soon as possible to save your life."

The title "Sword Maniac" is naturally a title in the world of martial arts.

Most of the people who can be given titles by the world are not unknown people.

Chen Zhufeng could tell from the flash of his sword that Zhou An was very strong.

But Chen Zhufeng didn't think that Zhou An could face the sword madman.

He didn't want to implicate Zhou An because of his own affairs. He had just followed the trend when he killed a weirdo before, because at first he thought Zhou An was just an ordinary person.

He just wants Zhou An to leave now, as long as he can delay it.

Chen Zhufeng gradually moved forward.

At this time, a hand patted his shoulder.

Chen Zhufeng turned around and looked at Zhou An with confusion on his face, not understanding what this meant.

"I don't want to care about trivial things in the world, and I don't want to care about them. After all, no one can explain such things as grudges, but this guy is a manipulator. I want to ask something." With that, Zhou An Step out the door.

"Knife Kuang, I'll give you a chance. I rarely give people chances. How about you tell me some news about your sexual indulgence?"

When these words came out, the two people present were stunned.

It was as if they didn't believe their ears.

Chen Zhufeng even took it out himself, suspecting that what just happened was an hallucination.

The sword madman also had the same expression, but he reacted quickly, looking at Zhou An with his bloody eyes: "I have always valued talents, and seeing that you are also a master of swordsmanship, I will give you a way out. But if you really want to die, you can't blame others. If you want to know about sexual indulgence, yes, I am a sexual indulger, but people who indulge in sexual indulgence will not betray at will. If you want to know, it depends on how many tricks you have. ”

When Chen Zhufeng heard Dao Kuang say this, he knew that Dao Kuang had murderous intentions at this moment. He hurriedly took a few steps forward and said: "You just want the core sword skills of Tiandao Pavilion. It has nothing to do with this brother, so why do you need to recreate it?" To kill evil, I have core sword skills, but it depends on your ability."

Chen Zhufeng raised the black knife in his hand and pointed it at Dao Kuang.

However, Dao Kuang shook his head and showed a bloody smile: "You may be mistaken. I am a sex addict. There are no good people who indulge in sex. Now I regret it. I want to kill him too to avoid exposing my identity. , after all, suppressing spies is very annoying."

As soon as the words fell, Dao Kuang took action first.

But this time, it was not directed at Chen Zhufeng, but directly at Zhou An.

A blade of light suddenly appeared on the blood-red long knife, and it condensed without dissipating.

Under the urging of the sword madness, it gradually expanded, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge sword light dozens of meters high.

When Chen Zhufeng saw this scene, he quickly shouted: "Get away quickly, this is the strongest move of the sword madman. After being hit, the whole body will be eroded by the sword light and it will never dissipate!"

But after he shouted these words, it was already too late, because the knife maniac slashed the knife down.

Zhou An held the cold crystal sword and looked at the oncoming sword light, especially the blood red color, which was even more dazzling.

At this moment, he had a feeling that this sword seemed to be very slow, but it locked his Qi machine.

If you take a step back, you will face a continuous offensive.

This is the true essence of this knife.

But if you are an ordinary person in the industry, even if you don't retreat, if you take this knife, you will probably die on the spot.

"generally."

Zhou An calmly raised the cold crystal knife, and then slowly swung the knife.

Although this sword was slow, when Zhou An stopped, the sky was filled with dark green sword light, too dense to count.

Chen Zhufeng felt that the light of these black-blue swords carried terrifying power, and even made him dare not even lift the sword.

This is a level crushing.

They were all using knives, but as Zhou An was in the light of the knife, he felt no possibility of resistance.

It's like the feeling of a swordsman facing a master.

Chen Zhufeng was a little confused as to why such a master was hidden in Tingyun Mansion. The most important thing was that he didn't even know him yet.

This is really outrageous.

Of course Zhou An didn't know what Chen Zhufeng was thinking, but he knew that the sword madman in front of him would have to stay here tonight.

A layer of water appeared on top of the dense black-green sword lights. The next moment, these sword lights looked like terrifying tornadoes.

The dozens of meters long bloody sword light of Dao Kuang dissipated in an instant.

Dao Kuang was stunned for a moment. The next moment, he spit out a mouthful of blood and his face became extremely pale.

His face showed the indifference just now, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

Yes, fear.

Surprise mixed with fear.

The sword strike just now was his strongest sword strike.

He also knew that Zhou An was a master, so he wanted to kill Zhou An first, and then slowly play with Chen Zhufeng.

But he really didn't expect that the sword he was so proud of would be shattered by Zhou An.

At this moment, Dao Kuang suddenly felt very hurt.

Of course, this feeling did not last long, because the dark green sword light in the sky, wrapped in the water, had already passed through his body.

Cook Ding understands "people", of course he has to understand it.

Zhou An's heart moved. The next moment, Dao Kuang's limbs detached from his torso, and his bare torso rolled on the ground, blood spraying continuously.

In the dark environment, the scream of the knife maniac rang out, but his scream stopped abruptly the next moment.

Because Zhou An had already arrived in front of him with a knife.

"If you do this again, I'll cut off your head." Zhou An's tone was very indifferent, just like he had done when facing other enemies.

Zhou An never showed mercy to his enemies.

I didn't kill this guy today just because I wanted to find out something.

"Yeah. Tell me some news about your indulgence."

What should be said should not be said, he is indeed a man in the industry, his limbs have just been cut off, and there is no blood at this time.

When Dao Kuang heard Zhou An's words, he recovered from the pain. He did not answer Zhou An's question, but looked ashen.

"I have practiced swordsmanship for half my life, worked hard in the world, and entered the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, but why, I can't even take one of your swords!" The swordmaniac said to himself, his expression a little dull.

Is this actually normal?

When a person discovers that something he has been proud of for most of his life has been easily shattered by another person, the feeling is indescribable and will come over him like a tidal wave.

"One knife, and the sword madness was solved!" Chen Zhufeng's voice was trembling. He felt that it was not only his voice that was trembling, but also his heart.

"A top-notch master just lost his ability to resist, and it was because he kept his hands. Who is he?"

Chen Zhufeng felt that his outlook on life had been severely impacted today.

Zhou An originally wanted to ask something, but when he heard what Chen Zhufeng said, he turned around and said, "Isn't it normal to kill him with one knife? He is very weak."

Chen Zhufeng nodded stiffly: "Maybe... maybe."

As he said this, huge waves arose in his heart.

weak?

A top-notch master, although not a top-notch veteran, but the sword madman is really not weak.

Hearing this, Zhou An touched his chin, turned to look at Dao Kuang who was lying on the ground in a daze, and said, "Give you a chance to talk about sexual indulgence. I think you are a master, so I might consider letting you go."

Let go?

If these two words were heard by people who died in Zhou'an, they would sigh hard.

Have you, Zhou An, ever had a living person on your hands?

No!

So these are all lies!

The knife maniac finally reacted and looked at Zhou An, then with strong resentment in his eyes, he squirmed on the ground and cursed angrily: "You bastard, you actually cut off my hands and feet, how can I use a knife in the future! Don’t even think about knowing anything about sexual indulgence. Without the knife, my life doesn’t matter!”

"It's really noisy, incompetent and furious."

Zhou An touched his chin, and then he suddenly inserted the knife into the knife maniac's abdomen.

This knife won't kill Dao Kuang, but Qi spreads along Dao Kuang's body along the knife.

The next moment, Dao Kuang rolled his eyes and fainted.

Zhou An was very excited when he saw this guy and tried to prevent this guy from committing suicide. After all, he had seen this kind of person before when watching TV series.

So at this critical moment, he directly exerted the poisonous effect of Qi, numbing the knife and fainting.

Having been seriously injured, Dao Kuang was unable to resist at all.

After doing all this, Zhou An grabbed Dao Kuang's collar and turned to look at Chen Zhufeng beside him.

"Come on, come with me to suppress the evil spirits."

When it comes to interrogating information, Suppressing Spies is the most professional.

Zhou An felt that taking this opportunity to take Dao Kuang to the dungeon of Suppressing Guisi and letting Dao Kuang experience it, everything would become clear.

After all, the dungeon of Suppressing Spies is very rich. Previously, it was because it was difficult to catch Suppressing Spies alive, so there is no good information until now.

It's different now. He has his own toxicity and controls this knife maniac. It's hard to die even if he wants to.

When Chen Zhufeng came to his senses, he realized that his back was cold and already wet with sweat.

He quickly agreed and said he would go immediately.

Zhou An then closed the door and rushed towards Zhen Guisi with Dao Kuang and Chen Zhufeng.

In the dark night, Zhou An and his group looked extremely out of place.

It was even more terrifying when carrying a man who fell into a coma and had his limbs chopped off.

Fortunately, there were no common people at this time. Zhou An and his sword madman arrived at Zhenguisi smoothly.

Having just arrived, the members of Zhenguisi were also shocked.

Due to patrols, there are very few members left here, who are just responsible for looking after the house.

When they saw Zhou An, especially the mad knife in Zhou An's hand, they didn't understand what was going on.

But that doesn’t stop those with bright minds.

A member of the Zhensi took Zhou An to the second floor without saying a word.

The room on the second floor is still open at the moment.

Yan Sifu is reading one piece of information after another.

When Zhou An walked up, he saw the object in Zhou An's hand. He was stunned on the spot and couldn't figure out what happened.

He has been too busy recently. Due to the guild gathering, he must strictly control the situation to ensure that the weirdness does not affect too many people before the guild gathering.

So Zhou An's arrival today was unexpected.

"Brother Zhou, what is this thing you are bringing?" The fat on Yan Sifu's face trembled and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Zhou An pointed at the unconscious Dao Kuang and told what happened.

"Perverting? There are actually people who indulge in sexual intercourse to interfere?" Yan Sifu frowned, looked at Dao Kuang who had fallen into a coma, and stood up.

"Let's go, brother Zhou, come with me to the dungeon."

He also understood the purpose of Zhou An's trip, and this manipulative living was extremely important to suppress the spies, so he took Zhou An downstairs without any nonsense.

As for Chen Zhufeng on the side, he looked left and right without saying a word, but was thinking a little in his heart.

"It seems that this master still has a deep relationship with Tingyun Mansion. Even the top leader in the Suppression of Guisi is very enthusiastic about him. His sword skills are too strong. If I can ask him for advice, for me , it definitely has huge benefits, but it’s a pity that I don’t dare to do it.”

Chen Zhufeng had all kinds of strange thoughts, conflicting in his mind, and followed him to the dungeon like a puppet.

The cell leader of the dungeon was drinking wine and eating peanuts, looking very leisurely.

But every prisoner who enters the dungeon knows that the leader of the dungeon is not simple.

It's not about strength, but the torture methods, one after another.

When the cell leader saw Yan Sifu and the others coming down, he immediately clapped his hands, wiped the peanut skins off his hands, and took another sip of wine: "Master Yan, what are you doing here? Are there new people here?"

When he said this, the prison leader had a cruel smile on his face, as if he was seeing prey, and he naturally saw the mad sword in Zhou An's hand.

Zhou An threw the knife to the ground crazily and said: "Let's see what we can find out about those who indulge in sexual indulgence. He has the Qi left by me in his body and cannot kill himself."

When the cell leader heard this, the excitement in his eyes became even higher.

"I have never interrogated a person who indulged in sexual behavior. This time I finally have the opportunity!"

Zhou An thought to himself that even a pervert would feel perverted when he saw the smile on the cell leader's face.

Yan Sifu said: "Brother Zhou, let's go up. We will know the news later. It will be very ugly here."

Ugly, referring to the scene later.

It is estimated that if written in text, hundreds of words will be blocked.

Zhou An nodded without stopping.

Several people returned to the second floor.

At this time, Yan Sifu also asked about Chen Zhufeng's situation in detail.

When Chen Zhufeng revealed his identity, Yan Sifu immediately showed a surprised expression.

"I have heard of Chen Zhufeng, a young talent in the Tiandao Pavilion. I didn't expect you to escape to Tingyun Mansion. It seems that you encountered danger while you were out training."

Chen Zhufeng nodded: "When I went out to look for masters to spar with each other, I met Sword Maniac. He knew that I possessed the core swordsmanship of Tiandao Pavilion, so he came to me specifically to attack me. Fortunately, this master saved me."

Because Zhou An looks young but very strong, he uses the word "master".

After hearing this, Yan Sifu thought it was normal.

What is a knife maniac?

The man in front of me was a man who could cross the entire Moon River.

This knife maniac must have never seen Zhou An's pot. That pot is truly amazing.

It is estimated that every master who died in the pot would feel very aggrieved.

Because dying by a knife can still feel like dying in the hands of a normal weapon.

But dying in the pot makes me feel like a dish.

That's real food!

After a few people chatted for a while, a member of the Suppression Division soon came up with a piece of paper.

"Master Yan, Master Zhou, this is sent by the prison head of the dungeon. The sword madman has already spoken."

The paper was handed to Yan Sifu. Yan Sifu took it in his hand, glanced at it briefly, and asked, "Has it been processed completely?"

The members of the Suppression Division nodded: "It has been dealt with, no one is left alive, and the mouth is very tough. The prison boss only opened his mouth when he came for the third round. Fortunately, the sound insulation of the dungeon is relatively good."

After saying this, the members of the Zhenshiji left.

Yan Sifu then read the paper from beginning to end, and then handed it to Zhou An without any scruples.

"It turns out that girl was also tricked by a manipulative person. I asked how the guild would find ordinary people."

Zhou An took it in his hands, looked at it briefly, and already understood what happened.

Dao Kuang didn't know much about what was said in the letter, because he had only joined Zongxing not long ago, but he knew a lot about the Tingyun Mansion.

The manipulative person knew that Dao Kuang was chasing him to the area of ​​Tingyun Mansion, so he asked Dao Kuang to stop by to help someone.

And this person is a manipulative psychic speaker.

Zhou An didn't know what these four words meant, and there wasn't much content in it, but the whole article pointed to one goal, which was the gathering of conspirators.

Yan Sifu saw Zhou An's confused eyes and explained, "Do you still remember the gesture that girl made?"

Zhou An thought about it for a moment, nodded and said: "Hold the ring finger with the thumb of one hand, and wrap the thumb with four fingers of the other hand."

He still remembered this gesture because it was the first time he saw it.

"The ability of this psychic speaker is to control people's hearts. The reason why he has the word "Yu" is because he can confuse people's hearts through words, and he is very perverted." Master Yan said.

"The perverted thing is that he will often ask the person being controlled to do some weird things, and after doing it, he will ask the person to make such a gesture. According to his wishes, he will clasp the left hand with his thumb The ring finger represents the medium, and the hand with four fingers wrapped around the thumb represents the speaker.”

Zhou An thought: "Is this gesture appropriate?"

The corner of Yan Sifu's mouth twitched: "That's right, he came up with it all by himself. He thought it was very interesting, so he posed like this. Brother Zhou, if it were him, it would be a bit troublesome."

"Trouble, what's the trouble?" Zhou An asked.

Yan Sifu organized his language, and then said: "The psychic speaker, he can control people's hearts through words. There is a saying that is easy to hide from open guns, but hard to guard against hidden arrows. What's more, although this guy is not very strong in frontal combat, , but even in the profession, you can confuse people in front of everyone. Sometimes, you don’t even know who your enemy is. This profession can be regarded as a branch of the lecturer, which is very insidious."

It was also the first time Zhou An heard about this business. After hearing Yan Sifu's explanation, he thought about it.

It is true that as Yan Sifu said, this profession is particularly sinister, but Zhou An thought of another problem.

"This thing can't control weirdness, can it?"

The matter this time is related to the guild. Anyone who is contaminated will be dragged in after having a finger bone, regardless of whether you take the finger bone away or not.

A manipulator is also involved, and he is also a psychic speaker. In this case, he is likely to meet in the coven.

Since language can control people's hearts, whether weirdness can control it is a doubt of Zhou An's.

Hearing this, Yan Sifu shook his head: "Weird only has instinct, how can he have a heart? Weird cannot be controlled. There is no example of controlling Weird, not even the psychic speaker."

"Then let's take it one step at a time." Zhou An said.

There are too few clues now, let’s wait until we enter the guild gathering.

If a person who indulges in sexual behavior wants to cause trouble, it will start from a scheming gathering. By that time, everything will become clear.

"That's all we can do now." Yan Sifu said.

At this point, nothing happened. Zhou An stretched and prepared to go home.

At this time, Chen Zhufeng stood up and hurriedly walked to Zhou An.

Zhou An looked at Chen Zhufeng and said nothing, but the meaning was already obvious.

Chen Zhufeng hesitated for a moment, then clasped his fists and said, "Master Zhou, may I ask, how can I practice sword practice to achieve the same strength as Master Zhou?"

At the beginning, Chen Zhufeng called Zhou An a master. Later, during the conversation between the two and the names of the members of the Zhenshisi, Chen Zhufeng knew that the master in front of him should be an official in the court, so he naturally changed his name. Named.

He couldn't help it anymore and really wanted to ask, even if it would get him in trouble.

Seeing this scene, Yan Sifu explained: "Brother Zhou, don't be offended. The people in Tiandao Pavilion are obsessed with swordsmanship, and it has reached a crazy level. So when you ask this question, it is also the obsession in their hearts that is at work."

Zhou An found it very interesting when he heard this.

To be honest, he wasn't obsessed with sword skills at all, just proficiency.

But this thing cannot be explained.

"Practice, you will gain something with practice, and you will gain something if you work hard." Zhou An said.

After saying this, he left directly, leaving Chen Zhufeng alone in a daze.

Yan Sifu stood up, patted Chen Zhufeng on the shoulder and said, "Sometimes don't compare with Brother Zhou, or you will make yourself angry."

Chen Zhufeng smiled bitterly, of course he knew what this sentence meant.

He did not say any more, but changed the subject: "Master Yan, I also want to participate in this gathering."

Yan Sifu became interested: "Why?"

Chen Zhufeng clenched his fists: "Master Zhou just said that I need to practice. There are a lot of weird things in the Guild. I want to take this opportunity to improve my sword skills!"

He came here on the run, but when he encountered a guild, he wanted to give it a try.

Tiandao Pavilion is a master of the technique stream, but that doesn't mean that he won't look for this opportunity.

Yan Si's Mansion didn't have any objections. It was stipulated by law that it didn't matter whether you lived or died after entering.

So he explained it to Chen Zhufeng.

Chen Zhufeng nodded, indicating that he knew.

"In that case, you can stay in Tingyun Mansion. Anyway, I know you are here." Yan Sifu said.

Knowing it is equivalent to filing it, and Yan Sifu will not take care of Chen Zhufeng.

Chen Zhufeng nodded and left Zhenguisi.

As for where to live, he has an idea.

There are many inns in Tingyun Mansion, you can choose any one.

…

After leaving Zhenguisi, Zhou An returned home.

He didn't sleep tonight, but he still thought carefully about how to improve the Eye of Delirium.

Now that the skill of Eye of Delusion has reached level four, if you want to improve it, you can only change it in another way.

Of course, Zhou An already had some routines, and he naturally figured out specific methods.

"I used to look at people's appearance, and then I looked at their demeanor. Now I look at people's details. Can I improve?"

Zhou An thought to himself.

As for what it meant to be meticulous, he planned to go to the street and try it out tomorrow to find out.

After figuring out that this time was not suitable for liver proficiency, Zhou An went to bed early.

The next morning, he got up early, washed up, went out to have breakfast, and then came to a familiar street.

Sitting on the threshold, watching the people passing by.

This time, he made a bold attempt. He first tried to observe his expression, and after finding that his proficiency did not increase, he knew that the old method was no longer effective.

So Zhou An looked at a girl passing by.

At this moment, under the operation of his eyes, he was observing the swing of the girl's arms and the changes in each muscle when she walked.

Look carefully!

What is meticulousness? The thinner the better.

Zhou An stared at him like a hungry wolf, watching carefully.

The girl he was observing shivered, and when she looked back, Zhou An had already looked away.

The girl searched for a while but didn't find it, then turned around and left in confusion.

This is Zhou An's little skill, and he has completely mastered it.

Being able to sit here and look around without being scolded as a pervert.

Nothing but familiarity.

After the observation just now, a familiar smoke appeared in front of my eyes, and then it condensed into a line of text.

[Eye of Breaking Delusion +1]

There's drama!

Zhou An was overjoyed, proving that his improvement method was no problem.

Thinking of this, he found a commoner again and observed.

But just when he cast his gaze over, something suddenly moved in his heart, as if he had a feeling.

Zhou An immediately retracted his gaze and cast his gaze in one direction. The next moment, the scenery in front of him changed.

"This is...the guild meeting...is open!"

Everything in front of him, there was a consciousness in the dark, telling him that the gathering of conspirators was coming.

But Zhou An became angry at this moment.

"I just found the direction of the liver, so they pulled me in. Isn't this just a joke?"

"No, I have to speed up this conspiracy to gain proficiency!"

"Quick push!"

At this time, Emperor Gan was angered.

No one can disturb the liver of the Gan Emperor!

Zhou An pulled out the cold crystal sword, his face filled with murderous intent.

The surrounding scenery was still changing, and after a while, the scenery finally condensed.

He found that there were many people standing around him, and the location he was in turned into a forest.