After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

No matter how high your cultivation level is, your vision will be hampered by the darkness of nature in the snowy land without moonlight.

Fortunately, darkness has its advantages. The night-shining pearl used by Taoist Long Xing for lighting is like a guiding light, guiding the master and disciple from afar.

Under the cover of night, Mo Zheng and Li Fuyi flew like ghosts, almost sticking to the surface of the snow, carefully avoiding leaving any traces that might expose their whereabouts.

So, under the black sky, in the world of ice and snow covered in silver:

The puppet brigade was crawling and rolling in front to clear the way, with the old Taoist Long Xing following with people on his back, and Mo Zheng and Li Fuyi keeping a distance from them and following quietly.

Occasionally, one could hear the howling of the puppets in front and the scolding of the Taoist priest Long Xing from afar. It was obvious that he was trying hard to control these uncontrollable puppets.

Gradually, the puppets in front seemed to stop, and no matter how Taoist Long Xing scolded and drove them away, their howling never stopped.

Mo Zheng and Li Fuyi looked at each other, hid behind a cedar trunk, and watched what would happen.

"Let them be quiet, they're making so much noise." Chi Mei rubbed his ears impatiently.

Taoist Long Xing immediately took out a strange-shaped object from his arms, put it to his mouth, puffed out his cheeks and blew hard for a long time, but no sound came out.

The puppets seemed to have been silenced. Even though they continued to push Sangsang with their claws and fangs, they did not make a single howl.

"Let me down." Chi Mei, who had been sitting on the rattan chair, finally got down.

He walked forward a few steps on the thin snow, and the puppet gate automatically made way for him, fearful and not daring to get close to him at all.

Chi Mei summoned his natal sword, and with a flash of sword light, he gently pointed it into the air.

The puppets that were originally huddled together and blocked by the invisible wall suddenly rushed forward like wild beasts that had been released, and fell into a pile for a moment.

They struggled for a long time using their hands and feet before they were able to stand up again. They trampled on each other and pushed each other...it was a complete mess.

The man called the ancestor swung his sword and the sword in his hand disappeared without a trace.

Then he strolled back to the rattan chair and sat down.

He patted the handle of the rattan chair and yawned indifferently, "Go on, keep going forward, and call me when you get to the next place."

As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Li Fuyi watched their every move, and when he saw that Taoist Long Xing and his group drove the puppets and gradually disappeared into the depths of the forest at the foot of the mountain, he prepared to follow them quietly again.

After following him out for a while, Li Fuyi noticed the hesitation on Master Mo Zheng's face, so she sent a voice message to ask, "Master, is there anything wrong?"

That sword just now...

Although the light was extremely dim, the radiant sword light and the unique patterns on the sword blade...

He looks so familiar no matter how I look at him. He looks so similar!

I reached my hand into the fat koi and felt around, and it was still there.

Did he think too much?

There are some people who look similar, and there are also some fairy swords that look similar.

He shook his head, throwing these distracting thoughts out of his mind, then pointed ahead, signaling Li Fuyi to continue keeping a close eye on the team ahead and not to be distracted by him.

Then he urged his immortal power to chase after him without thinking any more.

After crossing the snowy river and entering the forest where it is spring all year round, the following was surprisingly smooth, as if we had entered an uninhabited area.

In this sparsely populated land rich in spiritual energy, there should be many native immortals, demons, and monsters occupying their respective territories.

However, the master and disciple followed the trail from a distance, but they did not see even the shadow of a monster, nor did they hear even the sound of birds, beasts or insects.

The only sound in the entire forest, apart from the noise made by the puppet in front clearing the way, was the rustling of the wind blowing into the forest and stirring the branches and leaves.

Without the cover of snow, Mo Zheng and Li Fuyi did not dare to get too close. They kept a safe distance and followed cautiously in the first half of the night.

Just as they were about to leave the forest, the puppets gathered together again and let out bursts of howling.

This time, Chi Mei, who was sitting on the rattan chair, didn't even wait for Taoist Long Xing to squat down, and jumped down directly from the rattan chair.

He still held the sword and gestured at the seemingly empty space in front of him for a long time. The magic he used made Mo Zheng and Li Fuyi feel unfamiliar. The style and aura of the magic were obviously not like the ordinary methods in the Piaomiao Realm.

Chi Mei's movements were smooth and fluid, and the tip of the sword drew mysterious tracks in the air, as if he was unlocking some secret seal or breaking some powerful restriction.

As his movements quickened, the air around him seemed to vibrate and spread throughout the forest.

Chi Mei's spellcasting process took even longer than the previous one. He was sweating profusely before he sighed, "Alright, let them all get in the water."

"Yes!" Taoist Long Xing immediately urged the puppets to jump into the lake in front of them one by one.

The lake is very wide, and its black surface blends into the night, like the bloody mouth of a giant beast, waiting to devour everything.

The puppets entered the water one after another, and large bubbles began to gurgle on the surface of the lake, with sounds coming one after another.

Chi Mei seemed to sense something and took a few steps back with a serious expression.

Yun Ji and Yao Ji showed fear on their faces and followed Chi Mei back into the forest. Only the Taoist priest Long Xing was a little slow due to hesitation.

Before he could retreat back to the forest, he heard a sudden surge of wind and waves on the lake.

Although there was no movement in the sky, there were sudden sounds of lightning and thunder.

The old Taoist priest Long Xing, who had always done evil and no good, was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

He quickly turned over and sat on the ground, using his hands and feet to move backwards.

His eyes were fixed on what was revealed in the boiling lake.

"Dragon... Ugh!" He was about to scream when Chi Mei stepped on him and pressed the back of his head into the mud.

Chi Mei lowered her voice and shouted angrily, "Idiot! Are you trying to lure it over here and swallow us all up?"

Long Xing suddenly didn't dare to struggle. His body froze and he didn't even dare to flap his arms.

He was afraid that the noise he made would be too loud and attract that terrifying creature.

Seeing that his crotch was wet, Chi Mei moved her foot away from his face with contempt and disgust, and rubbed it on the grass, as if she was afraid of getting something dirty on it.

Without his suppression, Taoist Long Xing retreated several meters towards the forest and hid behind a tree, still in a daze.

dragon!

No! A dragon only has two horns, shaped like a deer's horns.

But the one just now... had four horns, and the horns were sharp and black, like a sharp weapon.

If you think about it carefully, the scales of that creature are also very different from the legendary dragon scales.

Everyone knows that dragon scales resemble carp, but the giant creature in the lake... although its scales are dense and intertwined, they are shaped like willow leaves, slender and have a small sharp thorn at the tip.

I was horrified. What on earth was hidden in this lake? It was so scary!