Si Lei Zhenjun

A quarter of an hour later, Chu Xing looked down speechlessly at the communication jade talisman on his waist that occasionally lit up with white light. He suddenly felt that it was a huge mistake for the person who designed the communication jade talisman not to include a blacklist function.

He simply took the communication jade talisman from his waist and put it in his storage bag, out of sight and out of mind.

Most of the night had passed, and Chu Xing felt it necessary to make some preparations for revenge tomorrow in the second half of the night.

In fact, he had a lot of plans in his mind, but he still decided to ask for the opinions of professionals.

After all, no one understands Lao Liu better than Lao Liu.

"Brother Zhao, I just came here today and killed three Yin beasts in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but in the end, a group of people suddenly rushed out and snatched the bodies. I want to take revenge on these people. Do you have any good ideas?"

Zhao Wuchang raised his lips slightly, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Then there are countless ways. I am just a lesson learned from the past, right? I can completely imitate what Shen Zha did to me. I can get a Yin corpse or Yin beast in the middle stage of the Yuanying period, make it look miserable, make a noise to attract them, and then pretend to be defeated."

What a personal example.

Chu Xing couldn't help but rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"This is too slow. I want to take revenge on all of the Old Six, not just these dozen or so."

Zhao Wuchang pondered for a moment, then suggested:

"So, Junior Brother, what do you think about pretending to be defeated and letting this Yin corpse and Yin beast chase you? Run a big circle and then close the net. The other steps are basically the same as I just said. This way, I think you can attract more people."

He had heard the other party mention the word "Lao Liu" many times, and he had a vague understanding of it in his heart.

Chu Xing thought about it for a while, then shook his head:

"The bait is too small. Many people probably see more people wanting to grab it, and think there are more wolves than meat, so they will back out halfway."

Zhao Wuchang frowned and thought for half a minute:

"Junior brother, how about this? I am quite famous in the Qiangui Sect. You and I can stage a chase scene."

"As long as you keep chasing me, and if you accidentally reveal during our conversation that I possess a large number of Yin Pearls, I will pretend to be cornered and throw the storage bag of Yin Pearls out in frustration."

"They will definitely show up to fight for it, and we can just sit back and watch the fight. When they're almost done, we'll move in to clean up the mess."

Even if there are still a few people hiding in the dark trying to reap the benefits, I think their number will not be too large, and it should be no problem to deal with them with my own strength.

After listening to him, Chu Xing thought about it secretly and felt that this plan was feasible.

"Okay, then let's go get some more Yin beads. Some people won't be fooled unless they see it with their own eyes."

……

As the dawn breaks, the sunlight falls on the dark, ink-stained forest, revealing a hint of deep and dark green.

Above the forest, Zhao Wuchang was surrounded by black air and passed by quickly like a ghost, while Chu Xing was closely behind him with rolling thunderclouds and gloomy winds.

"Zhao Wuchang, don't run away!"

Chu Xing roared, his voice shaking the forest, and a black lightning spear shot out from his palm, hitting Zhao Wuchang's back hard.

Zhao Wuchang staggered in the air and coughed up blood.

He endured the pain and quickly adjusted his body shape, gritted his teeth, and his escape speed suddenly increased a bit.

After he had put some distance between himself and Chu Xing, Fang turned around and shouted angrily with a ferocious expression:

"Dao Wusheng, if you have the guts, I will kill you when I recover from my injuries!"

Everyone in the forest looked up into the air, their expressions varied, ranging from surprise, doubt, thought, to mockery, etc. The name of the Second Golden Elixir of the Thousand Puppet Sect was well-known, and almost everyone knew him.

"Hmph, how dare you talk about courage when you are a defeated general!" Chu Xing raised his eyebrows.

"How shameless! If it weren't for you, a sinister and cunning person, who attacked me secretly, how could I have hurt you?" Zhao Wuchang sneered, his eyes full of contempt.

Chu Xing laughed triumphantly:

"Hahaha, so what? We demon cultivators don't believe in playing fair and square. Hand over those two hundred Yin Pearls and I'll spare you..."

Halfway through his words, Chu Xing suddenly seemed to realize that he had said something wrong and quickly shut his mouth.

A hint of greed flashed across the eyes of everyone in the forest, and many people followed secretly.

"Senior Brother Zhao, let me help you!" A loud shout suddenly rang out.

A young man in a blood-red robe suddenly rushed out and blocked Chu Xing's way, holding a magical scimitar that flashed with a strange red light, and beside him was a corpse puppet wearing a conical hat.

Chu Xing and Zhao Wuchang suddenly stopped and looked at each other, their expressions slightly stiff.

The blood-stained young man turned around and looked at Zhao Wuchang, shouting:

"Brother Zhao, are you still able to fight? Together, you and I can easily defeat this beast!"

Damn you Xu Qing! Why are you joining in the fun at this time?

Zhao Wuchang cursed inwardly, and used his magic power to force out a mouthful of blood. Then, while coughing violently, he slowly shook his head at Xu Qing and said weakly:

"Junior Brother Xu, I appreciate your kindness, but I'm too badly injured right now. You have no chance of winning against this beast alone. I don't want to implicate you, so please leave. I can escape on my own."

"Brother, what are you talking about? You and I are both disciples of the White Bone Palace, and we have a deep friendship. How can I just ignore you when you are in trouble?"

Xu Qing frowned slightly and said with a firm face:

"Brother, you should run away first. Although I may not be able to defeat him, I am at least the tenth Jindan of the sect. I should be able to help you hold him back for a while!"

Zhao Wuchang: “…”

Although I am touched by your behavior, it is really inappropriate!

Zhao Wuchang felt somewhat helpless, and secretly used the sound transmission method to send a message to Xu Qing: "Listen to me, Junior Brother Xu, don't show any abnormality. The other party is the man in the fox fur coat, and I am cooperating with him in the play. You will..."

Xu Qing's brows trembled, and he tried to keep his expression calm. He looked at Zhao Wuchang and said:

"But Junior Brother is at least risking his life to help you stop the enemy. Would you mind giving me half of those 200 Yin Pearls first?"

Zhao Wuchang glared at him:

"Hmph, Xu Qing, I've known you for so many years, but I never thought you were such a despicable person who took advantage of others' misfortunes! Even if I die, I will never give you the Yin Pearl!"

Xu Qing spread his hands indifferently, showing a contemptuous smile and said:

"Well then, Senior Brother Zhao, just go and die."

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed and turned into a streak of blood-red light and fled into the distance.

Chu Xing watched the two people's slightly exaggerated performance, and vaguely guessed that Zhao Wuchang had said something to the other party in private.

But it’s not a big deal, at least the show can go on.