The three people in the room knew exactly what the red powder did.
Master Qingfeng frowned, and he flashed, grabbing Pei Yunshu's wrist and trying to get him out of Zou Yu's sight. Zou Yu grabbed Pei Yunshu's other hand, squinting at Master Qingfeng with an unclear look in his eyes: "Where are you taking him?"
Master Qingfeng glanced at Pei Yunshu and said, "You've been poisoned."
After saying this, he sighed again, "What a burden."
Pei Yunshu heard these two words clearly. He turned his head to look at Master Qingfeng and made eye contact with him. After Master Qingfeng noticed it, he raised his eyes and looked at him quietly, but saw Pei Yunshu blinked and suddenly curved his lips towards him.
Young Master Qingfeng frowned suddenly, let go of Pei Yunshu's hand and jumped back.
Zou Yu's eyes were fierce, he stared at Master Qingfeng and went forward to attack him again.
The two of them attacked and dodged, and Zou Yu's moves were fatal. After a few moves, Master Qingfeng was also angered by him. He fought back without mercy and was also angry.
"Zou Yu, calm down," Young Master Qingfeng said with hidden anger, "You've been fooled by him!"
Zou Yu couldn't calm down.
All he could think about was Pei Yunshu's expression as he tilted his face slightly and smiled at Master Qingfeng.
The anger in his chest was so intense that jealousy fueled his murderous intent.
Their attacks became more and more fierce, and the table, wood, and porcelain shattered to the ground. Pei Yunshu put one hand behind his back and made a seal with his backhand.
But in just a moment, Young Master Qingfeng was tied up by Zou Yu's immortal rope.
Zou Yu suppressed the murderous intent in his heart. He glanced at Master Qingfeng with a warning, then turned and walked towards Pei Yunshu.
His hair was slightly disheveled and he came with a bloody smell. Pei Yunshu suddenly stretched out his hand and the whip on Zou Yu's waist flew into his hand.
Pei Yunshu flicked the whip and swung it hard towards Zou Yu's injured area. The tail of the whip scratched the side of the demon cultivator's face, leaving a mark that instantly became red and swollen.
"Turn your back." Pei Yunshu said coldly.
Zou Yu touched the whip mark on the side of his face, and his eyes suddenly became dim when he looked at Pei Yunshu.
Another whip came, tearing a hole in Zou Yu's clothes on his chest. Pei Yunshu said again: "Turn around."
Zou Yu remained silent and looked down at him condescendingly.
Pei Yunshu formed seals with his hands behind his back faster. He looked back at Zou Yu, moved his wrist, and whipped the air quickly and loudly.
Zou Yu finally turned around. He chuckled a few times, "Yun Shu hit me twice, and I reacted."
Pei Yunshu's face darkened and he whipped Zou Yu on the back again.
He was merciless this time. Zou Yu groaned in pain, his back arched, and his skin was torn in an instant.
Zou Yu's body had already reacted, and he felt pain for a long time after being whipped. However, it was Pei Yunshu who wielded the whip. Thinking of Pei Yunshu whipping him with a cold face, an inexplicable excitement surged up in him.
After the pain subsided, he couldn't help but turn around and look at Pei Yunshu.
But a golden talisman was approaching him. In a flash, the talisman was
He appeared in front of him and pressed him tightly under the talisman.
Pei Yunshu's temples were already covered with sweat. This talisman was the one he had seen in the detailed explanation of magic weapons when he was looking for the Demon-Suppressing Tower. His master had engraved this talisman on the Demon-Suppressing Tower. He made it based on his memory, but he couldn't guarantee whether it was right or wrong, or whether it would be useful to Zou Yu.
Fortunately, this talisman worked!
But the talisman was used to suppress a demon, and Zou Yu was a magic cultivator. Pei Yunshu didn't know how long the talisman could last. He was about to rush out of the room holding the Qingyue Sword. When he passed by Young Master Qingfeng who was tied to the door, he had an idea and grabbed Young Master Qingfeng's collar and dragged him to the corridor outside the door.
The corridor outside the door was still dark and endless. Pei Yunshu placed his sword across Master Qingfeng's neck and said, "Take me out."
Master Qingfeng led him into the darkness in silence. Pei Yunshu didn't know whether he should believe him or not, but he was helpless against the formation. He threatened in a low voice, "You'd better not play tricks. If I don't get out, I will kill you."
"You won't kill me," said Master Qingfeng, "You have a kind heart, but kindness will only bring bad consequences. Remember next time, don't be so kind to anyone."
Pei Yunshu pursed his lips, and the sword he had placed across Master Qingfeng's neck moved forward, "Do you really think I won't kill you?"
Young Master Qingfeng walked slowly, without a trace of fear, and did not respond to Pei Yunshu.
This person was really strange. Pei Yunshu frowned and could only be alert to the sounds from all directions and pay attention to any slight movement.
Young Master Qingfeng was dressed in black, almost blending into the darkness. In the entire corridor, the only sound was his steadily beating heartbeat.
He took a step, and Pei Yunshu followed his footsteps and took a step. The corridor that seemed endless before, this time, reached the end very quickly.
Suddenly there was some noise behind me.
Pei Yunshu turned his head and saw that the room he had just walked out of was shaking violently a few times. He was afraid that Zou Yu was about to break the talisman that was used to suppress demons and ghosts.
"Hurry up," he urged.
Master Qingfeng frowned, "If you urge me, will I be able to grow six legs?"
There were many rooms in the corridor, and the wooden doors of these rooms were closed. Pei Yunshu felt something was wrong. He couldn't wait any longer, so he simply pulled Master Qingfeng to open a door nearby, turned around and hid inside.
The moment the door was closed, a loud noise was heard from behind.
Master Qingfeng asked, "Aren't you afraid that if you open the door carelessly, you will end up in a dead end?"
His tone was full of disapproval, and he was extremely displeased with Pei Yunshu's behavior of risking his life and dragging him into it.
"If it's a dead end, it wouldn't be unfair if you were to take the blame," Pei Yunshu raised his eyebrows, but couldn't help laughing, "Besides, isn't this a dead end yet?"
At this time, he could still laugh.
This smile was even brighter than the one she had deliberately smiled at him just now. Young Master Qingfeng looked at his smile and just snorted coldly.
Pei Yunshu: "By the way, I will also seal your mouth to prevent you from asking for help from that demon cultivator."
After fixing Master Qingfeng in place, Pei Yunshu sealed the immortal rope on him in a barrier. The immortal rope was as cunning and treacherous as its master, so it had to be used.
After finishing all this, Pei Yunshu finally had time to look around the room.
The room was quiet, but Pei Yunshu heard some slight noises.
He held his breath and followed the noise. When he looked up, he saw Hua Yue walking crookedly on the ground with her eyes closed in an unlit inner room, as if she was trying to break through a formation.
Pei Yunshu was surprised and happy. He didn't dare to touch Hua Yue without permission, so he sat aside and watched him break the formation.
If Huayue is in the rooms on both sides of the corridor, I'm afraid Zhuyou and Bailige will also be here.
It seems that when he followed Master Qingfeng through the maze-like corridor, he was already inside the formation, and Nanfeng Pavilion was far from that size.
Someone began to walk outside, the footsteps were light and slow, Zou Yu drew out his voice, his tone was frivolous and ambiguous, "Where is my beauty?"
But the ending tone is cold and contains a hint of hostility.
Pei Yunshu couldn't help but look at Young Master Qingfeng.
Unexpectedly, Young Master Qingfeng was also looking at him. In the dim room, the knife scar on the side of his face could not be seen clearly.
Young Master Qingfeng, who had a handsome face and looked like Pan An, but without the scars from the knife, looked like a man from a completely different sect from the absurd and extremely evil Huajin Sect cultivator.
Too bad they're not good people.
Young Master Qingfeng was fixed in place in a strange posture, with his hands neither raised nor closed. Apart from his upright face, his behavior was particularly funny.
Pei Yunshu tried to hold back, but finally couldn't help it. His eyes curved, the corners of his lips curled up, and he laughed silently.
There was a gleam in Master Qingfeng's eyes. He listened to the footsteps outside the door and thought to himself, beauty can really mislead people.
But he just stayed quiet and didn't move.