Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Wang Haitao watched Zheng Heng sneak back with his hands on his chest, and took a closer look: "What are you doing? Are you stealing?"

"fart……"

Zheng Heng thought of those vertical pupils and looked around subconsciously. Still feeling uneasy, he leaned closer to Su Chen and lowered his voice: "It's so evil!"

Wang Haitao was delighted: "How can the evil god not be evil?"

"Let me tell you, the evil god in Jianzhou indirectly killed hundreds of people. This is a conservative estimate..."

Zheng Heng glanced at him.

"You know?"

"I'm from the pest control team, what do you think?" Zheng Heng reminded.

Wang Haitao was stunned and coughed slightly: "Then you know that the evil god is..."

"Hydra."

That's why he was startled when he saw the statue opened its eyes just now, with a pair of vertical pupils.

This is the evil god of Jianzhou.

And it seems that he has become a city god.

Why doesn't Master Su Tian take action?

He looked at Su Chen again in confusion.

"Huh~" Su Chen blew away the chipped wood chips on the peach wood sword, raised his head and glanced at him.

"Don't you read magazines?"

"Look, I'll look now."

Zheng Heng hurriedly picked up the magazine again and turned to Su Chen's side.

Never mind.

Anyway, you should be safe with Su Tianshi, and the rest...

It was not his turn as a profound master worthy of the Huang rank to make the decision.

Wang Haitao: "..."

Where was your previous arrogance?

The temperature in Haibei is very low, especially at night. After carving the mahogany sword for a while, Wang Haitao felt that his fingers were almost frozen. He put down the chisel and grabbed it with his bare hands, and felt something moving in the distance.

"Don't look!"

He heard Su Chen's reminder.

After being stunned for a moment, Wang Haitao understood and immediately continued to chisel the peach wood sword.

Compared with Su Chen's already-formed mahogany sword, the one in his hand was no more than the length of a palm and as thick as a finger. It had already taken a prototype, but because he was distracted at the moment, it quickly became twisted and unbearable. See.

Wang Haitao didn't realize it, the chisel in his hand kept moving, his ears and mind were focused on his surroundings.

The little squirrel Xian'er, who was lying on the side and couldn't stop cracking melon seeds, finally finished all the food in his mouth. He was turning over on his back when he caught a glimpse of the deformed peach wood sword. The little guy looked at it carefully with his dark eyes. , and soon began to squeak.

Not satisfied with the yelling, he jumped on Su Chen's shoulder and grabbed his cheek with his little paws to show him.

He ran to Zheng Heng again and pointed at Wang Haitao's peach wood sword.

Wang Haitao was confused.

After thinking for a while, he asked Su Chen: "Is this immortal family... crazy or..."

It noticed something was wrong around it and was giving a warning?

Zheng Heng rolled his eyes: "Fellow Daoist Wang, it's better not to carve your mahogany sword. It's very unfair to mahogany."

"Zhizhizhizhi~"

The little squirrel fairy jumped and danced its tail and nodded its little head happily.

When Wang Haitao looked at him, he covered his mouth with his paws in a very anthropomorphic manner.

Wang Haitao lowered his head and was stunned when he saw the mutilated Taomu Jian, and slapped his forehead in annoyance.

This is a peach tree struck by lightning.

Master Su Tianshi evened it out for himself.

Wasted!

What a waste of natural resources!

Depressed, Su Chen said in a deep voice: "Here he comes!"

Wang Haitao and Zheng Heng stood up quickly and looked around cautiously.

Instead of the expected tense situation, a thin figure walked out of the darkness.

High and low.

As they got closer, they realized that the man was lame.

He was wearing an old Taoist robe, holding a Sanqing bell in his hand, and his sparse hair was pulled into a loose Tai Chi bun on his head.

When he saw people, he smiled and reported his wealth.

"Old Taoist Xuanwu Group, Xuantian Temple, Qiu Zhijiang."

"Xuanwu Group?" Wang Haitao looked at Su Chen blankly, who still looked indifferent.

Zheng Heng, on the other hand, has already warmly greeted him.

"It turns out that I am a senior from the Xuanwu Group. I am Zheng Heng from the Southeast Group. My master is the master of Tianqing Temple."

"Tianqingguan? Is this Taoist Priest Qingjing?"

"Yes, yes."

The two of them naturally exchanged warm greetings.

After finishing, Zheng Hengcai introduced both parties.

Wang Haitao shook Qiu Zhijiang's veteran hand enthusiastically and said without any politeness: "Senior Qiu, what kind of group is your Xuanwu Group? What is its relationship with the Evil Removal Group?"

"There were only four groups in the evil removal group at first. The ones who can be in these four groups are the seniors. The peace of the country in the past few decades depends entirely on them." Zheng Heng explained and smiled happily. He got up and said, "Tell me, why did Su Tianshi ask us to play? It turns out that we are waiting for you, senior."

As he spoke, he pointed to the City God's Temple.

"Senior Qiu, this evil god in Haibei is probably a Hydra like Jianzhou. We need to be careful."

Wang Haitao glanced at him with disgust.

He muttered: "What I'm talking about...isn't the Hydra. Could it still be two-headed and three-headed?"

Then I felt something touch my palm.

He lowered his head and looked: Talisman?

Meeting Su Chen's gaze, the latter reminded in a low voice: "Take it."

"Oh oh oh."

It's either a peace talisman or a diamond talisman. Anyway, it's for self-protection.

Although Master Su Tianshi is a little taciturn and looks very cold, he is still very concerned about life-related matters, otherwise he would not have been able to give him a compass last time.

Thinking about it, Wang Haitao suddenly felt that the cold weather here in Haibei was nothing, and it couldn't even compare to the cold weather in his hometown.

He walked with great confidence.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

The squirrel fairy quickly jumped onto Su Chen's shoulder, its black eyes kept looking at Qiu Zhijiang, then it jumped and landed on Qiu Zhijiang's head, and its little claws scratched the Tai Chi bun.

Qiu Zhijiang stretched out his hand, but touched nothing, and then the squirrel fairy returned to Su Chen's shoulder, sweeping its tail.

"Su Daoyou, is this the fairy you worship?"

Qiu Zhijiang asked with a smile.

Su Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Senior Qiu, do you have to ask even though you know the answer?"

The smiles on Wang Haitao and Zheng Heng's faces froze.

The two looked at each other.

What's going on?

There's a smell of gunpowder.

What's going on?

Zheng Heng laughed dryly: "Well, Master Su, Senior Qiu is here to support..."

Not to go against us.

Don't be sarcastic when you speak!

Wang Haitao nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes... Senior Qiu, Master Su is just like this, please don't mind it."

However, no matter how much they wanted to be peacemakers, the smile on Qiu Zhijiang's face gradually faded.

Wang Haitao and Zheng Heng looked at each other again.

Damn!

This really pissed off Senior Qiu.

The next moment, they heard Qiu Zhijiang say: "I've heard of Master Su's name for a long time, and it's really well-deserved."

Are they going to start cursing?

Although it's not very elegant, in fact... it's not a bad idea. In short, just don't fight.

Wang Haitao was thinking, and saw Qiu Zhijiang slowly raising the Sanqing Bell in his hand.

"Ding~ Ding~ Ding!"

Three bell sounds came into his ears, and Wang Haitao felt as if his body was sealed by something and couldn't move.

No!

The fire at the city gate affected the innocent?

Senior Qiu, it was Master Su who said that, what does it have to do with me?

Before he could speak, a thick fog suddenly filled the surroundings.

Wang Haitao: “???”

No, are we really going to fight?

There’s no need for such a big fight, right?