Nightwatcher

Xu Qi'an's heart sank suddenly, he raised his hand to grab it, took the saber leaning on the edge of the rockery, and strode up to the girl with red and swollen eyes: "Where is he?"

"It has been sent back to the village."

Qiu Chanyi walked out with Xu Qi'an, sobbing, and said: "Ling Yun was sent back, his leg was cut off, we can't summon his soul, Master Bai Lian said he has a wish unfulfilled .”

The corner of Xu Qi'an's mouth curled into a cold arc.

Passing through the garden and following the road paved with bluestones, the two came to a courtyard, and as they approached, they heard weeping.

The courtyard was crowded with people, the door of the main house was open, Jin Lian, Bai Lian, Chu Yuanzhen and Li Miaozhen were all in the house. The rest of the disciples stood in the courtyard.

In addition, Xu Qi'an also saw an unexpected person.

Mr. Liu of Moge.

Xu Qi'an stepped over the threshold, glanced around, and landed on the bed, where lay a young man, his eyes wide open, his face pale, he had been dead for a long time.

His legs were cut off from the knees, and the incisions were even. The shooter was not only powerful, but the weapon was also extremely sharp.

Xu Qi'an took a deep breath and kept his voice calm: "Who did it?"

Mr. Liu cupped his hands, and said in a deep voice: "It's a mysterious young man, wearing a white robe, and leading two giants wearing bamboo hats by his side. I heard that he had a conflict with Daoist Lan Lian of the Dizong in Sanxianfang. The giant slapped Taoist Lan Lian and injured him."

The restaurant hall is a relatively closed space, and the distance between the two sides will not be too far. Warriors have an overwhelming advantage over other systems, but even if Taoist Lanlian belongs to the middle and lower levels among Taoist priests of Lotus, the opponent's strength is at least the senior fourth rank.

Xu Qi'an nodded expressionlessly.

Mr. Liu continued: "Then, the man announced a reward in public, and took out four magic tools in one breath, threatening that whoever can cut off Mr. Xu's arm will be rewarded with one magic weapon, and four limbs will be rewarded. Next, cut off Mr. Xu's head, and give all the instruments in the entire sword box to the meritorious ones."

Li Miaozhen sneered, "Arrogance."

She seemed to be even angrier than Xu Qi'an.

Chu Yuanzhen frowned slightly, and analyzed rationally: "It seems that the white-robed young man is here for you, Ning Yan?"

Heng Yuan clasped his hands together, shook his head and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk thinks it's impossible, Mr. Xu was in the capital before, but he just came to Jianzhou today, so it's impossible for the news to spread so fast and even attract his enemies.

"Unless the white-robed gentleman is in Jianzhou himself, but Mr. Liu said that that person has a mysterious identity and is not from Jianzhou. Therefore, he should come for Lianzi."

Master Hengyuan's IQ is still above the baseline, probably on par with Li Miaozhen.

Daoist Jin Lian looked at Xu Qi'an, and said in a deep voice, "Do you have any impression of this person?"

"I don't know him." Xu Qi'an shook his head, paused, and sneered, "But I probably understand which faction he belongs to."

Throughout the Kyushu, among the many forces and systems, who can easily take out so many magic weapons and treat them like nothing?

Si Tianjian can do it!

But Si Tianjian is not the only one. To be precise, only warlocks can do it. And you must be a high-grade warlock, and you can refine magic weapons only when you reach the fourth-grade array mage.

The white-robed young man was backed by high-grade warlocks.

Xu Qi'an is too familiar with a high-grade warlock who was not born in the Sitianjian.

The luck in me is related to the gang of mystic warlocks, and they were planning to use the tax case to attack me. The white-robed boy should know about luck, otherwise, he wouldn't show such strong hostility towards me.

The gang of mystics is finally going to attack me?

Xu Qi'an's breathing was slightly short of breath.

But he quickly denied this guess. Master Hengyuan was right, this was a chance encounter, and the white-robed son should have known that he was in Jianzhou just in time for the meeting.

Such a high-profile attitude is not in line with the style of that mystic warlock. It should not be him manipulating behind the scenes, it is luck that made me encounter that white-robed boy

In this case, for me, this may be an opportunity.

Kill him, summon his soul, and solve all doubts.

Seeing that he was silent and showed no sign of wanting to explain, everyone didn't ask any further questions.

Mr. Liu said: "Then, the white-robed young man grabbed Ling Yun, chopped off his legs, and made him crawl back. I was not there at the time, and I rushed over immediately after hearing the news."

Having said that, Mr. Liu showed an angry face:

"I saw Ling Yun crawling on the street, dragging out two long streaks of blood. He was already unconscious at the time, and he was still struggling to climb. The young man in white robe followed Ling Yun, holding plum wine in his hand, smiling. They watched the excitement and did not allow others to rescue Ling Yun.

"Ling Yun didn't die until he crawled outside the town. I, I dared to step forward and bring him back after that white-robed young man left."

Li Miaozhen gritted her teeth.

Daoist Bailian's pretty face was covered with frost. She had heard it just now, but she still couldn't hide her anger.

"Senior Brother Jinlian, has our Heaven and Earth Society fallen to this point? Anyone can step on it." Aunt Bailian mourned, "Ling Yun is the child we watched growing up."

Daoist Jin Lian looked at Xu Qi'an, and said in a deep voice: "His soul can't be called out, and his eyes can't be closed. Do you have anything to say to him?"

Xu Qi'an walked to the bed, looked at Ling Yun silently, after a while, said softly: "You have completed the task."

He stretched out his hand, wiped Ling Yun's face, and closed his eyes

Xu Qi'an was struck by lightning.

Daoist Jin Lian comforted: "For Taoist disciples, death is not the end, we will raise his soul. He just changed a way to accompany us."

Xu Qi'an was noncommittal, and looked at the crowd:

"Then the current situation is very dangerous. The strength of the Wulin League, Dizong, King Huai's secret agents, and this guy who suddenly appeared is unclear, but the two servants around him are at least the peak fourth rank. Moreover, there are many magic weapons. expected.

"Tomorrow, even if we have the blessing of the formation, can we really resist so many masters with just a few of us?"

Everyone present had thought about this question, and the conclusion was disappointing.

I was immersed in the anger of Ling Yun's encounter before, but no one mentioned it.

A look of worry flashed across Daoist Jinlian's eyes.

"Let all the disciples exit the courtyard, I have an idea," Xu Qi'an whispered.

Everyone looked over immediately.

Taoist Bailian went out and dismissed the disciples in the courtyard.

After the door was closed, Xu Qi'an said slowly: "Since the advantage of the home field has been compressed, instead of waiting for the enemy to gather tomorrow, it is better to take the initiative to attack and divide them."

He met everyone's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Kill it, after dusk, kill it!"

Taoist Bailian didn't expect him to utter such nonsense, so she blurted out:

"No way, we have to protect the lotus seeds, how can we go to the town. Besides, the town is full of masters, if you don't have the blessing of the formation, it is impossible to defeat them."

Abandoning the home field advantage and entering the enemy's camp is looking for a dead end.

Xu Qi'an said: "That guy purposely made a big noise and humiliated Ling Yun. He just wanted to lure me over. He must know my details and my temper."

Whether it was beheading the superior with a knife, or blocking the rebels alone in Yunzhou, and even beheading the Duke later, it is enough to show that Xu Qi'an is an impulsive and violent warrior.

What that guy did during the day was either because of his nature, or because he wanted to lure him into a trap.

"Then you still go?" Li Miaozhen frowned.

"I said I wanted to kill them, but I didn't say I wanted to fight them in the town." Xu Qi'an sneered.

"What do you mean by that?" Chu Yuanzhen was taken aback.

Xu Qi'an did not answer directly, but analyzed:

"Tomorrow, the forces gathered in the town will launch a massive attack. We will bear all the pressure. The masters of the Wulin League, the masters of the Dizong, the spies of King Huai, and the new little bastard. Because of this, even with the blessing of the formation , we may not be able to win.

"But what if the enemy is divided in advance?"

A quarter of an hour later, Xu Qi'an left the courtyard, and saw that the disciples of the Tiandihui had not dispersed, but gathered outside the courtyard.

Qiu Chanyi's eyes were red, and she took a few steps forward. The girl looked forward with anticipation: "Mr. Xu, you, you will avenge Ling Yun, right?"

Xu Qi'an silently nodded.

All the disciples bowed and saluted.

In a small town, somewhere in a residential house, Miss Rong Rong sat on a small wooden bar in the yard, resting her chin, staring at the sky in a daze.

"what are you worried about?"

A soft and pleasant voice came from behind.

Rongrong quickly jumped up from Xiaomuzha, lowered her head: "The landlord."

Xiao Yuenu nodded slightly, Qiu Shui's bright eyes turned around on Rong Rong, and said with a smile: "After you came back, you asked around for the identity of that young master, and you fell in love with him?"

Rongrong froze for a moment, smiled wryly and shook her head.

"Looks like he's taken a fancy to him."

"No, it's not"

Just as Rongrong was about to explain, Xiao Yuenu's words made her speechless: "I'm talking about Xu Qi'an."

Rongrong said softly like a mosquito: "That's not true. The disciples only admire him and admire him, so they worry about him."

Admiration is gender-neutral.

For example, Mr. Moge Liu, who has a very good relationship with her, also admires Xu Yinluo very much.

Xiao Yuenu nodded: "The white-robed son has a mysterious origin, and the two servants around him are extremely powerful. Even in Jianzhou, they belong to the top ranks. He hasn't shown his own strength, but he doesn't feel weak."

Rongrong was worried: "I can feel that many people have been tempted by those magical artifacts. Xu Yinluo may be in danger tomorrow."

"Dangerous encounter with such a powerful and wealthy enemy is inevitable. However, Xu Yinluo is not weak either, and he has the Vajra Divine Art to protect him. Although he is not the opponent of the two followers, running for his life is no problem. "Xiao Yuenu said in relief.

It would be nice to save your life.

After dusk, the inn in the town.

Qiu Qian, in a white robe and jade belt, stood by the window with his hands behind his back. Two giant men sat at the table, one was silent and the other admonished in a deep voice: "Young master, you will disrupt the plan like this, and you will not be punished if you do this." Allowed."

Qiu Qian sneered and said: "You should be clear about my situation. If you don't do anything, it will only make it harder for me. However, if you can capture Xu Qi'an, bring him back.

"All threats and covetousness will disappear, and no one will be able to shake my position."

Zuo Shi continued to advise: "A person with great luck will always turn danger into good fortune. Even that one, he can only let nature take its course, otherwise he would have died long ago, and still need your help?"

Qiu Qian frowned, a little displeased: "Qi luck is not omnipotent, otherwise, who would still practice? It's all about competing for the calculation of Qi."

He turned his head, glanced at the sunset in the west, and clicked his tongue: "It seems that he underestimated him, but he didn't take the bait. Well, it may be that his companions stopped him."

Just as he was talking, the door of the guest room knocked and was pushed open.

Frowning, Qiu Qian turned around, and saw a handsome young man standing outside the door with a saber pinned to his back, his cold eyes swept over the three of them.

Looking at this guy who obviously changed his appearance, Qiu Qian showed a ferocious smile on his face: "Xu Qi'an!"

"It's me!" Xu Qi'an nodded, giving an affirmative answer.

"Sure enough, you are here."

Qiu Qian smiled with a successful plan: "I have analyzed your character. You are impulsive and strong, and you can't rub the sand in your eyes. I openly provoked you in the town and killed that disciple of the Dizong. With your character, you will never bear it."

"I guessed it." Xu Qi'an nodded and gave an affirmative answer again.

"Then have you guessed that the enchanted priests of the Dizong and the spies of King Huai have already surrounded the entire inn?" Qiu Qian smiled with confidence in controlling the situation:

"A senior told me that everyone has weaknesses in their character, as long as they grasp them, they can be fatal with one blow."

Several tyrannical auras approached, approaching the inn.

Qiu Qian smiled even wider.

"You did catch a weakness in my character."

Xu Qi'an, who was always expressionless, showed a sneer: "You are a smart guy."

After the words fell, a white-clothed figure suddenly appeared in the room, accompanied by a deep chant: "When the sea ends, the sky is the shore, and when the art reaches the end, I am the peak."

As soon as he stepped down, patterns lit up on the ground, quickly covering the entire room.

The next moment, everyone present disappeared.