Piao Tianwenxue    ? Everyone held their breath and their faces turned red, for fear that they would miss something if they accidentally missed it. Then they complained and sighed alone.

It was not until a roar echoed the entire Ice Wind Castle that they woke up from the shock. The rat demon turned his ear and sneered:

"Master, it seems that the Wang family has already learned the news. They will search for the whereabouts of the murderer like a mad dog. Do I want me to go out for a walk and let them all shut up?"

Chen Hao shook his head, his face a little serious.

"Why care about some clowns? It's not too late to drive them away when they come to the door, but don't make too much noise. I always feel that the Ice Wind Castle has a breath, like a lurking beast that makes people feel heartbroken."

"If even ordinary warriors can't deal with it, what's the use of the master asking me?"

The rat demon squinted his eyes and responded without hesitation. His body was filled with vague evil aura, which made people feel cold at the touch.

Look, Zeng Weiming, who was drunk and hazy, shivered, as if he was immersed in an ice spring, and his alcoholic spirit disappeared in an instant. But unexpectedly, Zeng Fengling, whose martial energy was relatively thin in his body, was unaware of it, as if these evil spirits had been absorbed by something when they reached her body.

Chen Hao looked closely and found that there was a red silk thread hanging between the other party's fair neck. One end of the thread was a jade pendant the size of a copper coin, which was releasing a faint white light. As soon as the evil aura touched the light, it was wrapped and swallowed.

The rough shape carving, the airflow like smoke and fluff keeps flowing in the jade pendant. If you accidentally, you may get out of your mind, and even treat it as an extremely ordinary stone.

But the ancient aura that was vague and ancient made Chen Hao's whole body shake, and even his breathing became rapid.

This piece of jade is definitely related to the fragments of the demon flute that he has obtained two pieces. Maybe it is the third piece. If the power of this magic weapon can be restored after the fusion, can the land of suppressing the demon god give more clues?

He was excited, but he did not think that because most of this jade was hidden in his clothes under his neck, such a long gaze had made the woman's ears red. For a moment, the whole room was filled with a strange aura, and even Zeng Weiming's eyes were flashing with strangeness and meaning.

"Sir, please respect yourself..."

Finally, Zeng Fengling couldn't stand such a scorching gaze. She buried her head deeply, lowered a black bang, and said like a mosquito and flies in her mouth.

Chen Hao was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that his behavior was wrong just now. He turned his head awkwardly and wanted to say something to make excuses, but he stopped talking.

Just when everyone was silent, a loud "bang" sound came, and the stones were shocked, and the window paper in the room was clattering. A porcelain pot on the table fell to the ground with a clang and broke into countless pieces. The wine splashed everywhere, and the room was filled with mellow fragrance.

Chen Hao's eyes chilled and he sneered:

"It seems that if a guest comes uninvited, we might as well go out to welcome him. We can also give it a complete set of courtesy and see what kind of wealthy families in the Bingfeng Castle are like!"

"You have to be careful!"

He had never known that he would go away early, but a little sadness arose in his heart. He knew that at this moment, the fate of his father and daughter had been firmly tied to the scar man. If he lost to the Wang family, they would not be able to escape the ending of death.

Chen Hao nodded without comment, flicked his sleeves, and the door creaked loudly. He stepped across the threshold and came out with a smile to the crowd of people coming in a fierce manner.

However, his appearance was fierce at this time, and he smiled not only without amiable feeling, but was even more ferocious. A scar like a centipede was at the corner of his eyes, which made the viewer secretly startled.

"Who are you?"

An old man in a tan cloth robe asked in a deep voice. His hands were covered with calluses. When the person stood there, he was like a pine tree that could not fall. The Wuyuan power in his body surged, and the scent of rivers spread outwards.

"Are you from the Wang family?"

Chen Hao shook his head and refused to answer, but instead asked about the other party's origin.

As soon as he finished speaking, a follower shouted.

"Why are you asking if you don't answer? Are you looking for death?"

Chen Hao's face darkened, but before he could take action, the rat demon beside him bullied the man with lightning speed, grabbed the latter's clothes and raised it high. No matter how hard the other party struggled, it would remain motionless, like an iron hoop.

"Bold!" "What are you doing!"

Several "sonorous" sounds, all the people of the Wang family drew their swords, and the situation was at a critical moment.

"My master also asked you, "Why didn't he answer what Master Luo Shizi said? Could it be that he is tired of living and wants to be like soil in advance?"

The rat demon replied with a sneer, not caring about the cold light reflected on the blade, but his hands became tighter and tighter, making the face of the person who had been shouting before turn purple and blue, and his hands struggled with difficulty, as if a drowning person in the ocean.

"save……"

He barely uttered such a word, but the rest was cut off, and the aura around him became faint.

"You are sincerely against my Wang family?"

The old man glanced at the follower and his face became very ugly. He slowly took the sword box from the boy who was accompanying him and took out a long green sword from it. Its color was strong and dripping, just like the water in the dark pool, with the fog on the sword body hazy, giving people a sense of mystery.

"So it's only such a way..."

The rat demon sneered and asked the person in his hand to throw it aside, his eyes widened, and all the weapons were beating violently, as if spiritual objects were about to break free from the constraints. He used practical actions to prove that he and the Wang family were incompatible, and even if they were broken, they would not hesitate to do so.

The old man sighed and stabbed a sword. The rat demon then felt a little painful like a needle on the back of his hand. He instinctively shrank his arm back, causing the Wang family disciple to fall into dust.

"How could it be?" Two marvels sounded one after another.

The old man's face turned pale. He widened his eyes, and most of the wrinkles on his face were smoothed out. The rat demon also looked at a red mark on his hand and was puzzled.

A faint green demon blood penetrated out, and the old man's sword just now actually pierced his extraordinary skin. A slight sword intent was raging under the skin, eroding his flesh and blood bit by bit.

"Good sword!"

"What a hard body!"

The people of the Wang family looked very ugly. Even the peak martial artist had to be stabbed in a transparent hole in his sword. However, the thin black man had just scratched his skin, and the wound was still healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Are you a physical monk?"
Chapter completed!