His pupils shrank sharply, turning into mung beans, overflowing with infinite vigilance and anger.
Someone found himself.
He didn't know who the other party was, and what method he used to determine his position in such a large manor, but as the descendant of Huang Quanliu, he was extremely sensitive to danger, and even Zhexiu and Nanke had to be a little bit in this regard. Inferior to him, he clearly felt the bad omen.
Without any thought, he acted on instinct like a wild beast, so he wanted to use the method of escaping to leave.
A muffled sound resounded in the depths of the rockery, and the moss-covered stone was cracked and rolled away.
Chu Su couldn't leave, and stood where he was, with stone chips and dirt all over his head, face and body, with a bewildered expression.
How is this going
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The moment the two fortune tellers confirmed Chu Su, the attack had already begun.
Each of the seven vendors had strings of copper coins around their wrists.
The string broke without wind, and with the snow, it fell into the sand table and hit those pavilions that seemed to be real but shrunk countless times.
At the same time, the flag in the other fortune teller's hand suddenly straightened.
The wind and snow whizzed, and the big flags were blown up and flying.
Like a big flag.
Countless waves suddenly appeared in Wenshui, and even the aquatic plants in the deepest part began to dance wildly, and countless fish ran around in fear.
A vibration from the ground quickly spread to the ground, and the ground on both sides of Wenshui shook violently.
Miraculously, the manor buildings on the ground were not damaged in any way.
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There were countless screams in the manor.
The people who were still scolding something before, ran around holding their heads.
The second master of the Tang family stood in front of the burnt ruins, imagining the quiet beauty of Tonglu just before, and remained motionless.
He knew that this vibration meant that the formation was activated.
Then he turned his head to look somewhere, and said to himself: "There are five kinds of people here, father, what are you thinking?"
It seems that he doesn't care about Chu Su's life or death, or even whether he will be caught. Why
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The complex formations that the Tang family had left on both sides of the Wenshui River and had been silent for many years were activated, and long-lasting and vicissitudes of life emerged from the ground, covering the manor layer by layer.
After realizing that he couldn't escape, Chu Su reacted extremely quickly, turned into a gray shadow, and rushed towards the far distance of the manor.
His speed has been brought to the limit, even if Nan Ke came, he could only catch him at most, but couldn't be faster than him. But he still couldn't exceed the expansion speed of the large formation. When he came to the periphery of the manor several miles away, the light surface had risen from the ground to the sky, forming a complete semicircle without any gaps.
Without even thinking about it, Chu Su slammed into that ray of light, wanting to directly slam into it with his incomparably strong body and lightning speed.
With a soft chirp, a blue-yellow smoke shot out from the surface of his body.
Chu Su snorted in pain, stepped back, looked down at his body, and saw a deep scar on the place where he had been in contact with the smooth surface of the formation, and thick juice was continuously gushing out, dripping. It landed on the bluestone slab and made a hissing sound, and soon some small holes were corroded.
He raised his head to look at the light in front of him, knowing that it would be difficult to break through head-on, so he couldn't help but howl angrily.
Since it is difficult to break through this formation head-on, how to break through it? Naturally, it is to kill the person who controls this formation.
The strong wind howled, and the blue-yellow smoke was blown away and drifted towards the surroundings, which had already faded countless times.
However, those flowers that are still in full bloom in the middle of winter will wither when they meet them, and they will be poisoned instantly.
Chu Su disappeared from where he was.
After a while, he came to the other side of the manor.
That is, by the Wenshui River.
He looked at the vendors and fortune tellers on the other side of the river, a look of surprise flashed in his cold eyes.
Those people's auras are obviously very ordinary, but why can they control such a terrifying formation, break their own concealment method, and trap themselves here
At such a tense moment, he didn't have more time to think about this problem, he only thought about how to cross Wenshui and kill those people.
The formation enveloped both sides of the Wenshui River, and that ray of light that separated the sky and the earth was deep in the manor several miles away.
Logically speaking, he could easily cross the river and attack those who manipulated the formation.
But he could see clearly and perceive even more clearly. The most powerful light eye just happened to be above Wenshui.
He is the descendant of Huang Quanliu, the incarnation of the evil thoughts left behind by the previous sect master of the Longevity Sect after beheading his body.
At that time, he will face the attack of all the power of this formation.
No matter how arrogant and cold-blooded he was, he didn't dare to use his own body to resist the Tang family's formation.
He had to think of another way.
If it is another school, a person like him who is naturally vicious and filthy, there is absolutely no way to hide it from the eyes of the light.
But after he was born, he practiced the most authentic and oldest Taoist orthodox divine arts, and he happened to have this ability!
An incomprehensible, faintly resembling gatha-like sentence was slowly uttered from between his lips and teeth.
He sat cross-legged, forming a lotus seal, with a solemn expression.
His hands, covered with black hair and scales, faced the sky where the wind and snow danced wildly.
An indescribable sacred breath gradually overflowed from his deformed thin body until it completely enveloped him.
It was like blazing magma, covering a black and cold stone.
Anyone looking at it can only see the bright red hot, incomparably bright surface, absolutely unable to see the real picture inside.
Chu Su disappeared into the infinite light above Wenshui.
Like a piece of snow falling on a snowy field, a drop of water flows into the ocean.
Thousands of rays of light shine on the surface of the river. Even though the wind and snow outside are crying like complaints, Wenshui seems to have come to the twilight, and it is extremely warm.
However, Chu Su's disappearance brought some inexplicable changes to the scene.
That kind of feeling is very weird, like a ghost entering the depths, and can never be found again.
What's even more frightening is that if Chu Su took advantage of the cover of ten thousand rays of light and approached the opposite bank silently, how could those merchants and fortune tellers escape his sneak attack
I don't know why, those traders and fortune tellers watched the blood spot on the sand table disappear with their own eyes, and at the same time Chusu disappeared into the light, possibly coming towards him, but their expressions were still indifferent, or dull, without any worries at all a feeling of.
Or because one of them is also a ghost.
Ghosts go deep and deep, and it is extremely difficult to find them. What if the ones you are looking for are also ghosts
There are no real ghosts in the world, but for many people, the yamen is hell, and the yamen servants are ghosts who want their lives.
Six yamen servants appeared by the river, standing more than ten feet apart.
Iron chains were wrapped around their bodies, and water and fire sticks were held in their left hands.
Both the iron chain and the water and fire stick are very old, and I don't know how many years they have been used. They are full of rust and blood, and they look murderous, and at the same time they are extremely gloomy.
Thousands of rays of light on the river fell on them, but they still couldn't dispel the gloomy murderous aura on the servants.