Chapter 117 It’s not yours, you insist on grabbing it! (Third update)

Author: Jian Fei in the rainstorm

Chapter 117 It’s not yours, you insist on grabbing it! (Third update)

Jing Yue went out from the back door of the Saint Senior Sister.

Although that person has been following him, there is only one person after all, and obviously that side doesn't pay much attention to him.

This lack of attention has given Jing Yue some imagination space.

Instead of returning to his residence, he got into the woods where he had been with his Saint Senior Sister.

In the small courtyard where a rotten water tank was placed, Jing Yue carefully wrapped his "plate armor" and hung the wooden box needed for stealth on his waist, which contained robes of various colors of fabrics.

Of course, he put on a black outfit on the outside.

Because it's almost dark.

Finally, Jing Yue put on the ruler sword on his back, then took the Jiao Yu spear, and wrapped it in black cloth.

Except for the lack of a hat on the beginning, there is no difference from when I went to Wuyi Lane to save people.

Afterwards, he sat there and carefully ate the pastry he had just picked up from the Saint Senior Sister's residence.

Because I was thinking about things, this sweet mung bean cake was tasteless for a while.

But Jing Yue ate very carefully because he knew very well that he needed a lot of energy next time.

After he washed his face in the yard and drank a sip of water, it was completely dark.

Jing Yue, wearing a black suit, was like a ghost, heading towards the direction of Tea Mountain.

Relying on the stealth technique, Jing Yue leaned against the cliff like a gecko, passed through the canyon from above, and returned to the area of ​​Tea Mountain.

The tea mountain tonight is not quiet, and every room is lit.

There are occasionally walking figures and speaking sounds in the lights.

Taking advantage of the night, Jing Yue rushed up the familiar medicinal field.

He had roughly counted in the daytime, and there were about seventy people here, and they were not weak in strength.

The tea mountain is quite big, and although there are a lot of seventy people, it is not dense here.

After staying here for so long, Jing Yue was very familiar with every tree here, so he easily found the gap and walked through it.

In the end, he lurked in the bamboo forest outside the cave, covered with a layer of ink-green cloth, motionless, and even breathing very lightly, like a lifeless stone.

And there was a hairpin-like key in his hand.

This key was originally placed in a bamboo body in this bamboo forest.

This is the habit of the master, which is very similar to the bottom of the flower pot where adults put keys when they were young in their previous life, but it is even more secret.

There are not even 800 bamboos in this bamboo forest, but there are one thousand.

The cave was very quiet, with only a faint light coming out, and no one was seen.

After a while, Jing Yue, who was motionless like a stone, stood up

As the son approached, even the energetic monks instinctively felt a little tired.

The man surnamed Zuo, who had a green scarf on his head, sat there, and his eyes, which had been gloomy and violent, dimmed a little.

He did not dare to neglect what the master told him, but because he did not find the key, he had to slow down the problem that he thought could be solved immediately.

The formation master who came here together was not good at skill and could not break the formation for a while, so he had to find someone to come over.

This made this senior brother Zuo feel a little impatient.

In fact, this senior brother Zuo looks violent, but in fact he is going all the way, he is rarely impatient, and occasionally he will kill his enemies like a cat and a mouse.

And the reason why he was a little difficult to control his temper this time was that he felt pressure.

Such an unjust thing will not put much pressure on him if he occupys the magpie's nest and robs the inheritance of the elders in the sect whose bones are not cold.

Just a dead person without a foundation, there is only one medicine child on the entire mountain. What else can you be afraid of except living like a turtle?

His pressure was given by his master, and he understood where the pressure from his master came from.

There are many things that are all the above meaning, but the characters on the cloud will not take action personally unless they have to.

But once your business is not done well, he will "gently" drop the thunder.

The man surnamed Zuo admires such a person very much and hopes that one day he can become such a person who turns his hands into clouds and turns into rain.

Just as he was thinking about these things in a dizzy manner, his wind-catching ears suddenly moved, his expression changed drastically, and he rushed to the side.

There was a wind tunnel in the air, and it seemed that thunder was passing through the hole, and the air around it was twisted and deformed.

The man surnamed Zuo's reaction was already very fast, but the black stream of light was faster, like black thunder.

With a muffled sound, a blood-stained spear penetrated his right thigh, and his bones and flesh were shattered.

The gun body kept buzzing, and the man surnamed Zuo screamed, and his whole body trembled.

With a swish, the two fellow disciples who were surnamed Zuo who were guarding the front trembled, and they couldn't help but tilt backwards, and fell to the ground with a clear blood line around their necks.

Behind the corpse was a black figure holding a ruler sword, which looked like a ghost in the eyes of the man surnamed Zuo.

Senior Brother Zuo's pupils contracted rapidly, enduring the severe pain, screaming and trying to run away. The next moment, the dark gun body trembled, and the figure came to him like lightning.

The man surnamed Zuo instinctively slapped a palm, and the true energy in his body tilted out like a flood that broke through the dam, and the air in front became distorted.

As a result, there was only a sound of squeak, and blood spilled into a fan shape.

The palm he slapped suddenly changed direction, flew to the side, and fell to the ground and ran around.

The ruler sword accurately and coldly cut off his left hand that was coming out of his palm.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the bright eyes exposed outside.

With a bang, the man surnamed Zuo was kicked in the abdomen without having time to react. He flew out like a sack and hit the door wall with clear light behind him.

Only a crisp sound of his body was heard, and a series of holes were broken by the formation in an instant, and blood splattered like rain.

From here, he looks like a firecracker ignited.

Don't touch this door easily, as the master will never deceive me.

Jing Yue looked at the man surnamed Zuo who was exploding all over his body, pulled up his hair and said coldly: "You told me to get out during the day, do you know you should get out?"

At this moment, Senior Brother Zuo found out who the person in front of him was.

Before he could speak, Jing Yue pulled his head up and pressed it on the door wall.

The clear light suddenly pierced out like an awl, piercing his head several times. The bloody flowers dyed the stone gate red like blooming plum blossoms.

With a dash, the man surnamed Zuo's body fell to the ground with a hole in his face, and his eyes were wide open with a hole, as if he couldn't believe it before he died. He was killed by a medicine boy who was insulted casually during the day.

Jing Yue raised his foot and kicked his body far away, saying, "I'm really overestimating it."

He thought his opponent was strong, so he used the first shot to use the Destroyer Technique, but he didn't expect to fight so hard.

As the hairpin-like key penetrated the hole, the blood-stained stone door opened rumbling open.

When people from Tianxuan Courtyard nearby heard the movement, they quickly issued a warning sound.

Outside the cave, the sound of clothes breaking through the air is endless.

In a flash, several figures rushed in, and at this time, Jing Yue was already standing inside the door in black robe, and the blood-stained stone door began to close again.

The fastest woman shouted "Stay!" and while throwing out a flying needle, she flew around and wanted to snatch her to get started.

As a result, the moment she passed through the stone gate, her body suddenly shook and she took two steps back.

When her fellow disciples arrived, they only saw a blood hole in her eyebrows, and then their body became weak and they fell to the ground and died.

Rumble.

The stone gate shook off countless dust, and Jing Yue returned to the familiar room, leaving only a pair of slightly terrifying eyes for the people outside.

He pulled off his mask and couldn't help but cough violently.

The noise outside the door became louder and louder, and sometimes there was a sound of explosions, which made the entire cave shaking.

This place can't last long.

He couldn't help but look at the extremely familiar jade bed, embedded in the cave wall, emitting a gentle glimmer.

That is the result of the master's life and it is also the place that can change his life.

Unfortunately, I can't save it anymore.

Jing Yue took a deep breath, strode forward, and then rushed over with Jiao Yu.

With a bang, the jade bed with a gap inside suddenly fell and burst out like a blooming ice flower.

"Fuck your mother!"

"Fuck your mother!"

Jing Yue held a spear and smashed his eyes on the jade bed with red eyes.

"It's not yours, you insist on grabbing it!"

The gun shadow fell down, and the whole jade bed burst into flowers like broken porcelain.

The flying jade fragments cut Jing Yue's face, and he had no sense for a moment.

At this moment, there was only endless unwillingness and anger in his heart!

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