Chen Hao stood on tiptoe and looked over the shimmering water, but he did not see any suspicious people. He only saw the moon shadow lying across, and waves smashed it into stars and flashed.

An anxious look appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but shouted at the dilapidated boat: "Old man! Old man! Can you lean on the boat?"

"Who! It's too late, but the river is coming, let's wait for tomorrow!" The shipman took off the broken hat he was wearing on his head, looked up slightly, and responded impatiently.

"Can't wait!" Chen Hao shook his head, shouted again, and jumped over the river like a big bird. His toes were lightly tapped on the water surface, and a faint green lotus stood on the toes. After several rises and falls, his body stood firmly on the wooden boat. The water waves at the bottom of the boat were rippling, forming circles of ripples and passing towards the distance.

The shipboat suddenly lifted the hat on his head, grabbed a broken oar with his right hand, and suddenly stood up, his whole body trembled, and asked uneasy: "Who is it? I am just a bad old man, I have nothing on my body, and it is not worth your concern."

When Chen Hao heard this, he knew that his actions were probably shocked by the old man. He waved his hand and said with a gentle voice: "Don't be afraid, old man, I am not the evil one who came to rob money. I took the liberty to get on the boat, just want to ask some questions. If you can tell me a few words and feel grateful, you will naturally leave immediately."

"What's the bad guy? This ship was passed down from generation to generation. It's my personal property. You got on the ship with such a blink of an eye. It's obviously a bad intention!" The old man shouted angrily when he heard this. The broken wood pulp stood up in front of his chest and wanted to beat him. His words were fierce, and his eyes were full of hostility.

"This..." Chen Hao pondered, frowned slightly, and was somewhat confused about the fierce reaction of the shipwreck. Logically speaking, if ordinary people saw some warriors who were tall and high, they would be very nervous. Even if they were dissatisfied, they would not dare to say it. The person in front of them seemed to have some support.

He stared at the man's gaze suspiciously, but the latter flickered away, as if he was guilty of hiding something. He could even hear the rapid beating heart of the other person's chest.

"No!" Chen Hao said intimately. If he was really a village man who knew nothing about martial arts, his heartbeat would not be so powerful in such a twilight age. He must be played by Qiao, a primordial power!

He looked fiercely, staring at the left arm of the shipwreck, and suddenly sneered: "Why does the old man's arm keep retracting into his sleeve? Is it because it's cold and afraid of cold? This kind of weather is okay. At most, some fog will appear in the early morning. As long as you burn a fire on the bow of the boat, it will be fine."

The old man was stunned, took a step back, and said, "I have been in a hidden disease for many years. I feel the pain of needles when I blow the wind. I can only wrap it tightly in my clothes. Even if I take a boat, I have to put a thick layer of cloth, otherwise I will definitely not be able to use my strength."

"Is that?" Chen Hao's eyes fluttered and he replied faintly, "If you have hidden diseases, you should take it out. In fact, I will understand the medical skills. Since the old man is not feeling well, why not show it to me?"

After saying that, he took a step forward, reached out and grabbed the old man's left arm, pulled it hard, and felt a lighter on his hand. He looked down and found that the arm was not what it was. It was clearly a white lotus root of similar length. The shipman grabbed the step and hurriedly prepared to jump into the water.

"Li Lanqiu, it's you!" Chen Hao shouted coldly, a sword light hit the side of the ship. Bang's sound cut off a large piece of the ship's side, causing the ship to poke out of the outside of the ship and force him back again. He wiped his face and his bones all over his body, restoring his previous appearance, but who was not Old Man Li who had set up a large array in the wilderness before?

The man's face turned pale, and his cough was bloodshot. It seemed that he had been hit by the left half of his body by thunder, which had caused him to be seriously injured.

He was discovered through his identity, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, and he shouted hatefully: "Boy, do you have to kill them all? Are you not afraid that my brother will come to take revenge?"

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid!" Chen Hao responded lightly, his eyes changing, but he didn't show any signs as he said. He sneered: "But I'm even more afraid that you will tell your brother immediately when you go back and describe my appearance and skills. Then I'm in a worrying situation. It's better to kill you directly. Although it will make the soul crystal explode and can still notify your brother about your death, he won't know who was the one who killed you for a while. As long as I speak and do things carefully, I can still be free and easy every day!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kongyue Sword whistled, and he lifted up a sharp light, and wanted to add it to his opponent.

"Slow! Slow!" Li Lanqiu waved his hand quickly and shouted in panting. Sweat like rain, falling on the wooden boat, splashing into countless crystal clearness.

Chen Hao glanced at the man coldly, his sword paused slightly, and it had already struck less than half an inch from the other party's toe. A series of sharp coldness came from the breath, causing the old man surnamed Li to sweat heavily and fell on Muchuan, shattering into countless crystal clearness.

He shouted, "Why, do you have any last words to explain?"

Li Lanqiu waved his hand quickly, and took a few steps back. He was a little further away from the sword energy before he breathed a sigh of relief. He said, "If you let me go, I will plead with my brother, so that he can stop you from blame?"

"Do you think I believe it?" Chen Hao asked coldly, "I broke your arm and snatched your whisk. I had shattered the puppet refined by your brother before, and put the priceless soul star stone into my pocket. With just one word, I could reveal it to your brother?"

"Yes! Yes!" Li Lanqiu nodded hurriedly and said, "Elder brother is like a father. Even if my brother treats me like this, he will definitely agree with this matter."

"I don't believe it, give me another convincing reason!" Chen Hao shook his head and raised his arm lightly. The sword energy hit the man's little finger and shattered it. Blood was like a spring, and a shrill wail resounded through the sky.

Li Lanqiu took a few breaths of cold air and shivered all over, just like the boatman he had dressed up as before. However, it was fake to tremble before, but it was afraid that it would hurt a little at this time.

His eyes were full of panic, he nodded repeatedly, and said in a blurry manner: "Okay, okay, I'll say another one, don't do it again."

Chen Hao flipped the sword light, inserted his left hand into his armpit, and looked at the other party leisurely, wanting to see what other sweet words this person could say.

But the man held his bloody arm and put it in his arms, took out a wrinkled book from it, and said, "This is a secret book for disguise. Although it is the way for warriors to practice, if they practice it to great success, even if they change their appearance, even if they become a elixir monk, you should be relieved to practice it. Even if my brother comes to seek revenge from you, he will not be able to find your whereabouts."

"Oh?" Chen Hao took the book curiously, looking at the yellow-spotted cover with a few big words written on it - Huantian.

His body was shocked. It was just a disguise technique. He dared to give such a name. The writer was not afraid of making people laugh. He turned over a few pages curiously, but frowned. His mind was mostly immersed in it. Only a small thread of light urging the sword light of the Kongyue Sword was sucking and spitting, guarding against Li Lanqiu in front of him.

He flipped the pages faster and faster, his face changed, sometimes confused and sometimes ecstatic, but after a moment he turned to the last page, he was surprised and came back to his senses, and asked urgently: "What else is there for this book?"

"It's gone, it's gone." Li Lanqiu waved his hands repeatedly, "This book was given to me by my brother. It said that it was to kill a great enemy and find it from him. When he got it, there was only a broken book. Even if you kill me, I can't change the lower half."

"Okay, as you wish!" Chen Hao's arm shook, and a brilliant sword light cut through the man's throat. The latter mumbled a few words, his face full of confusion and reluctance. He fell straight into the cabin, his body twitched for a few times and no movement.

No sword not only tear his throat, but also shattered his internal organs through his body. Otherwise, no matter how hard this person was, he was a warrior with good cultivation, and he would not have fallen to the ground and died so easily.

Chen Hao quietly took Kongyue Sword and Huantian back to the Buddha's land space, bent down and searched carefully on Li Lanqiu, but he really didn't find any other part of the book. He could only sigh and get up, thinking that this person did not lie when he said the last words.

However, this person has a reason to have to kill. Obtaining this book Huantian is just an unexpected gain, which will make his whereabouts even more difficult to find, giving him more time to face such a great enemy as a Dancheng monk.

He jumped away from the hull, and several rises and falls back to the shore. He waved several sharp sword energy with his backhand, splitting the wooden ship into countless pieces, shaking up snow-white waves, and slowly sank.

The sound of insects came from my ears. Among the messy grass, all kinds of creatures that appeared at night were rustling. A cold wind blew, lifting away the veil that had just been hidden on the crescent moon. The faint moonlight fell on the earth again. A piece of thatch that was deep in the distance swayed in the wind, emitting silver-white waves. The night was so sad and the gray sky covered all the marks of killing.

Chen Hao suddenly shouted softly, and a faint green lotus formed under his feet. The fluorescent light shone brightly around him. He rushed towards the road of time, preparing to search for the dilapidated wooden house he had originally in the wilderness and rescue Zheng Hanxing. The boy had a firm personality. I am afraid that he would have been waiting in that small space for a long time and rained heavily. Don’t get sick because of it.
Chapter completed!