"Meow--"

With a cat's cry, Mo Yang had entered the inn, and his powerful spiritual sense swept towards the room upstairs. Then he moved his body and appeared at the door of a room.

The ghost cat also followed him tightly.

During Mo Yang's spiritual sense, there were exactly seven people inside, all wearing red gowns and masks, which were consistent with the situation reported by his subordinates.

Just as he was about to push open the door of the room, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly approached him, and it was obvious that someone was attacking him.

Mo Yang snorted coldly, and the Immortal-killing Demon Sword appeared in his right hand. When he turned around, a black sword light slashed out, instantly knocking down a golden arrow shot at him to the ground. Then he looked at the roof of the opposite building and said coldly: "Zhan Peng, what do you mean?"

On the roof opposite, there was a man wrapped in golden armor, wearing a blood-colored cloak and holding a golden longbow in his hand. He was majestic. It was the elder Zhan Peng of Sunset Valley. He could only hear him say loudly: "Master Modong, I want one in the room."

Mo Yang did not comment, glanced at the surroundings and said impatiently: "Who else? Stop hiding it anymore, and speak out!"

"Master Mo Cave, I also want one." Ma Mingyang, who followed Mo Yang into the inn, also said.

"I want one."

"I want one, too."

The ancestor of Tianji and Yan Yuzhu, the head of Liuli Pavilion, flew in together, stood in the air, and looked at the room behind Mo Yang.

"I want all the remaining two." Qi Chengzhen walked out of the darkness with the black Xiaoyao Soul Chasing Stick and said coldly.

"Qi Chengzhen, don't be too greedy, be careful to be slaughtered." A sneer came, and a middle-aged man with a cold face and a blue long gown also appeared in the air.

Qi Chengzhen showed displeasure on his face, "Will you be held to death, it won't be a worry for you Ouyang Kong."

As soon as he finished speaking, another graceful and beautiful middle-aged woman flew over. It turned out to be the Fairy Yunfu from Wanhua Valley. She stood a little far away and said coldly: "I want one."

"Is anyone else coming?" Mo Yang stood at the door of the room and glanced at the people who appeared. "Now there are eight people outside, and there are only seven people inside. Everyone is old acquaintances. Don't say those false words, let's see the truth under your hands."

After a while, everyone was not moving.

Seeing this, Mo Yang sneered, turned around and slapped the door with a palm.

"Bang!"

The door of the room suddenly turned into powder and wood chips flew.

Everyone looked into the room and saw seven people wearing red robes and red masks sitting around a large table.

A strong wind blew, and the candlelight on the table was blown to the point of being extinguished, illuminating the seven people beside the table, but they didn't move, as if they were dead, looking a little weird.

Mo Yang felt that the scene was different, so he flashed in and grabbed one of the people's shoulders.

But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly came from behind. Mo Yang did not dare to neglect his body, and his body quickly turned around. The Immortal-killing Demon Sword slashed behind him, and just slashed on a black short stick.

"clang!"

With a trembling sound, it turned out that it was Qi Chengzhen's free soul-chasing stick, which turned into a black afterimage and smashed it hard towards Mo Yang's head.

Mo Yang couldn't help but sneer: "I knew you would be like this for a long time!"

Qi Chengzhen suddenly withdrew his stick and whispered: "Mo Yang, don't miss the opportunity just because he stopped me!"

Mo Yang's eyes flashed, then he flew up and slashed towards the door of the room with a knife.

At the same time, Qi Chengzhen also turned around and swept across the door with a stick.

A few screams and scolding came from the door, and the few people who wanted to take this opportunity to enter the room retreated again.

Qi Chengzhen and Mo Yang did not hesitate, and then flew to the table, holding two people in their hands, and were about to fly out of the window.

Suddenly, a bright golden light lit up outside the window, and a huge petal of the other side flower opened, facing the window, waiting for others to fall into the trap.

Qi Chengzhen and Mo Yang immediately flew back and landed at the table. They looked at each other and looked at the person they were holding.

They had already discovered something was wrong, and the battle happened around them, but the person they were holding in their hands still did not move. This was obviously abnormal.

"A mortal with no cultivation? Damn it!" Mo Yang sensed it, then lifted a man's mask and took a look. His heart and lungs were suddenly burst into anger. He shouted angrily, then threw the two people in his hand out of the window, just throwing them into the petals of the other side flower.

The petals of the other side of the flower immediately closed and flew quickly toward the distance.

Mo Yang took advantage of the moment when the petals of the other side of the flower closed, his figure flashed and flew out of the window. Without stopping, he shot directly into the north of Qingling Town, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

Qi Chengzhen was the same. Seeing that the two maids in the inn were actually holding in their hands, he couldn't help but feel angry. He looked at the figures rushing in from the door of the room, threw the two people in his hand over, followed Mo Yang, flew away quickly, and disappeared soon.

Ma Mingyang and others who rushed into the room were stunned for a moment, and then they found something wrong. The people in the room were just a few mortals with no cultivation, and they were not the ones they were looking for.

Yan Yuzhu picked up a person's red mask and found that she was a girl dressed in a maid, so she was naturally the maid in the inn.

The maid was suppressed by a spiritual force and could not move. Moreover, under the red mask, there was a piece of cloth in her mouth, so no wonder she couldn't speak.

The ancestor Tianji had a bitter face and also picked up another person's mask, but found that it was the waiter in the inn. Just like the maid next to him, he had a cloth stuffed in his mouth and his body could not move.

The ancestor of Tianji couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "These little bastards are really unexpected. They even left in front of everyone's eyes, and they could not be discovered."

In a low and dilapidated house in Qingling Town, Zi Mo and Xuanyuan Meng looked at Qingling Inn from the window of the room. They saw more than a dozen streams of light soaring into the sky and flying towards the north quickly. They couldn't help but pat their breasts and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xian'er is good as expected. They really thought we would go back to Bajian City directly and chase them to the north." Zi Mo said in a low voice.

Xuanyuan Meng smiled sweetly, "The so-called darkness under the lamp is probably like this. Our cultivation level is low and our strength is weak. They thought that they could not escape under their eyes and noses. They thought that after we escape, we would definitely rush to Bajian City, but we would not meet their wishes."

Zi Mo smiled and said, "They will return soon. Although we escaped separately and dispersed our targets, we still have to be careful."

Xuanyuan Meng nodded, and then the two of them held their breath and calmed down, and they actually lay down on the bed in the room and fell asleep.

Not long after, more than a dozen streams of light rushed from the north of Qingling Town. When they arrived at Qingling Town, they only stopped for a while. The powerful spiritual sense swept through Qingling Town several times and then headed south.


Chapter completed!