Bie Yanghong didn't speak, her calm expression said everything.
Everything is possible.
Xuanyuan Po suddenly felt a little cold, got up and said, "I'm going to see the patriarch."
Bie Yanghong said: "Even if you tell him your guess, it's meaningless."
Xuanyuan Po said anxiously: "Then why hasn't anyone come over yet?"
"Whether it is Daoist or Wang Po, they will not come, because no one can be sure whether this is a game."
Bie Yanghong looked at the dull spar powder and the crooked wooden tower on the floor, paused and continued: "In the eyes of all parties, my wife and I are dead now, so the human race can no longer bear it." The fall of a strong man in the sacred field will directly overturn the pattern of the entire continent."
Xuanyuan Po thought for a while and said, "I will try to kill him tomorrow."
Infinity Bi leaned against the wall, clutching the broken arm, and said with a look of resentment: "It's up to you?"
Xuanyuan Po had already learned to ignore her, looked at Bian Yanghong and continued: "And I think there should be someone to help me."
Bie Yanghong understood what he meant, if it was true as he guessed, there must be many people and even big figures in Yaozu who would strongly oppose it like Xuanyuan Po.
In fact, he has basically confirmed the truth of the whole matter now, because the reason why he and Wu Zongbi were seriously injured was because Mrs. Mu teamed up with the demons.
Since he couldn't figure it out clearly, he waited for something to happen. Xuanyuan Po went out of the house and began to prepare dinner.
Smelling the smell of vegetable oil and eggplant coming from outside the door, Wu Wubi showed an expression of extreme disgust on his face.
In addition to the braised eggplant, Xuanyuan Po also cooked a half pot of green onion tofu and steamed a big bowl of rice with rice. The most delicious thing was of course the dozen or so slices of bacon steamed on top of the rice.
Xuanyuan Po and Bian Yang Hong ate very seriously, and even had some enjoyment.
Infinity Bi had a broken arm, and it was very inconvenient to eat. She wanted to learn how to eat rice grains wrapped in bacon, but failed several times.
She became annoyed, threw the chopsticks on the table, and cursed: "Eat all the pig food, no wonder you look like a pig!"
Bie Yanghong glanced at her, as if she wanted to persuade her, but in the end she didn't say anything, just sighed.
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The streets and alleys of the lower city near the Red River always give people a wet feeling, no matter whether it rains or not, or because the sewer system here is not too developed, and the quality of the people is not so high, the residents along the street always like to put the sewage Even the garbage is dumped directly on the street.
A shadow drifted slowly between the litter and greasy sewage all over the street, descending the stone steps, and finally came to Matsucho.
In the past two nights, Matsucho was completely different from the past. It was much quieter, but that didn't mean there were no people here.
The streets and alleys are full of people.
Soldiers from the Xiong tribe, Tang family stewards, more than a dozen Tiannan ascetics, the archbishop of Xihuang Taoist Temple, and dozens of priests surrounded this place with impenetrable water.
Unfortunately, you can't hear any noise here. If you don't distinguish carefully, you can't even hear the sound of breathing clearly.
With such a vigilant and meticulous defense system, even Xiao Zhang and Xiao De, who are strong on the Xiaoyao list, would find it difficult to sneak in.
But for that shadow, this is not too difficult, because he practiced the Underworld Kungfu, he was born with filth and filth, and he was best at escaping from the earth.
In the dead of night, the Xiong clan warriors, priests and Tiannan ascetics in Songding relaxed a little.
The shadow quietly came to the small courtyard at the end of the alley, sneaked into the night with the wind, climbed the floor along the moss marks, and came to the door.
Xuanyuan Po sat cross-legged behind the door, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
He slept like this for the past two nights.
Because this location is in front of the paper door, no matter who wants to see a different kind of red and infinite blue, it will wake him up.
The shadow stopped in front of the door and did not continue to go inside.
It wasn't because he felt the power of the iron sword that Xuanyuan Po was holding on his knee, but because he felt that there were two people behind the paper door.
— Those crystals are about to shatter, and the mana of the wooden tower has also faded a lot, and his distance is very close.
He could even vaguely outline the appearance of those two people in his own sea of consciousness.
A nun and a scribe.
This is exactly the person he was looking for.
Of course he was shocked, and before he had time to be pleasantly surprised, he felt fear.
Those were two experts in the sacred domain. Although they were seriously injured, he still didn't dare to act rashly. He just wanted to retreat quickly and pass the news to Mrs. Mu.
The shadow quietly returned to the courtyard, drifted over the white pebbles, and came under the dwarf pine, ready to go over the wall.
At this moment, a divine sense fell on him.
The divine sense was not very powerful, and the breath was very gentle, like a soft filament, which did not cause any harm to him.
But he didn't dare to move anymore, because the message from that divine sense was very clear.
If he wanted to forcibly break free from this divine sense, he would definitely alarm those people outside the wall, and then suffer the most powerful suppression from the master of the divine sense.
And if he didn't move, the master of that divine sense wouldn't move either, because the other party didn't want to disturb those monster clan powerhouses in Baidi City.
The night is dark, the stars are like water, the dwarf pine under the courtyard wall trembles slightly in the night wind, and the shadows of the trees move with it.
Time just moved forward slowly, and nothing happened.
Not even a sound.
Until a certain moment, there are cocks crowing, dogs barking, water boiling, and footsteps, and the streets and alleys gradually wake up.
The morning light fell on the courtyard, the sound of water represented washing, and there were occasional chats. Xuanyuan Po bought something and came back early. He still ate beef buns, steamed buns, gruel, and pickles prepared for Bianbianhong and Wuwubi. , only one more steamed dumpling than yesterday, still filled with tender melon, without any meat.
The sound of chopsticks being thrown and stools being lifted could be faintly heard in the room.
Xuanyuan Po pushed the door and walked out, shook his head helplessly, tied the Shan Hai Sword around his waist, and left.
The priests outside the courtyard also left with him, as did the steward of the Tang family and more than a dozen Tiannan ascetics. The officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty were already waiting for him in front of the imperial city.
The people in this neighborhood will go to the front of the imperial city to watch the excitement today. This morning, Songding is much quieter than usual.
This small courtyard at the end of the alley is even more so, it is even a little palpitatingly quiet.
The morning breeze swayed the dwarf pine, and the shadow of the tree moved slightly, and the shadow was lifted like a piece of paper.
Chu Su lifted the concealment technique and revealed his real body.
Fog gradually formed in the small courtyard, and the morning light could not penetrate.
In the brick passage with shallow water flowing in the corner, a few small silver fish turned over and died.
The color of the dwarf pine is gradually turning black, as if it has not been washed by rain for many years, and it has been stained with extremely thick dirt.
Moss gradually grew on the neatly piled firewood, and the wooden floor became a little wet.
The entire courtyard became extremely humid and felt a little stuffy.
These mist and moisture all came from Chu Su's body.
The sweat gushing out of the mud-like body soaked the tattered clothes and turned into a poisonous mist.
That divine sense is still attached to him.
After a long night, he could no longer hold on for too long.
There are only two paths in front of him now.
Either withdraw, or advance, but no matter which way, he needs to break through that divine sense and make the most decisive choice.
He chose the former without hesitation and prepared to escape.
That's how he survived in the deep stream that the Changshengzong used a large array to cover up.
Later, surrounded by strong demons in the snowfield, he still survived like this.
As long as he can live, he is willing to do any shameless thing, and he will use thousands of times cruel means to retaliate in the future.
Under this divine sense, he didn't dare to use the earth escape lightly, and under the cover of the mist, the pair of ugly flesh wings behind him quietly tore through his clothes and started to move.
However, at the next moment, he stopped moving, and his waving wings gradually slowed down.
He stuck out his blood red tongue and licked his dry and cracked lips, and smiled.
He smiled ugly, like the corpse of an insect cracked by the sun.
He turned to look into the fog, and said with a harsh, sharp voice, giggling, "So, you were scaring me."
"For the whole night, you didn't attack me. It wasn't because you were worried about disturbing Mrs. Mu or other monster clan powerhouses, but because your injuries were too serious now, and you couldn't attack me at all, and you didn't want that guy named Xuanyuan Po to take risks. Face me, that's why I fell into this divine sense."
The morning light fell on the courtyard and became brighter, illuminating the deep puzzlement in Chu Su's gloomy eyes.
"I'd rather take the risk of facing me alone or even the monster masters who may come in a steady stream later, but I don't want to break my Xingzang last night and let that guy named Xuanyuan Po take a little risk. Why? Is that guy your close disciple, or... an illegitimate child?"
He walked forward slowly, and the fog gradually parted, showing the outline of the house.
No sound came from the house, and no one answered his question.
When Chu Su walked to the front of the house, he only needed to walk two steps forward, and his hand could touch the door.
His body trembled a little, because of tension and excitement, and of course the lingering fear—although he was very sure that the situation was as he said before, but thinking about what he would face in the next moment The legendary couple was still uncontrollably frightened.
If he could, he would never step up these two steps, never reach out to push the door, and never even come to the front of the house.
Sweat poured out of his short body, the fog became thicker and thicker, the wooden floor became more and more wet, mushrooms grew in the pile of firewood, and then quickly decayed, the beams, columns and all wooden things in the house began to rot at a high speed. Rotting, and then festering, a damp and pungent smell enveloped the entire courtyard.
With the sound of clicking, all the main doors in front of the house collapsed, revealing a paper door, and two figures behind the door could be vaguely seen.
A sigh came from behind the paper door.
The emotions contained in this sigh are not complicated, and there is not much emotion. It is just a very simple sigh, which looks extraordinarily calm.
The hot and humid mist soaked through the wooden door, and the pieces of paper were wet, rolled up, and fell down one after another as the wooden frame collapsed, looking like snow flakes.
In the sky covered with snow, Bianbian Hong and Infinite Bi sit against the wall.