After wearing a book, I am a scumbag

When Han Qi asked this, Lin Qingzhou was slightly surprised for a moment, but he understood it instantly.

For one thing, there are many monks of Qingxu Sword Sect, but Fu Xueyao turned into Lin Qingzhou.Second, in the resting mirror, Fu Xun stood in the sitting and forgetting pavilion, waiting eagerly. When he saw Lin Qingzhou's evil sycophant, his expression was not surprised.

It can be seen that Lin Qingzhou is the person he is waiting for.

If you think about Fu Xun's murder, you can infer that Lin Qingzhou is not completely an outsider.

The rest of the people just wanted to quickly find out the culprit, and didn't look into the tortuous process, so they didn't think of this layer.

But Han Qi is different, he has a grudge.

At that time, he misunderstood that Fu Xun had selfish interests with the original owner, and the misunderstanding has continued to this day.

In the past, I just despised the original owner's nature, but once I think about it, I feel dirty and nasty.

But now, something is different

He will not sit idly by.

Lin Qingzhou is clear about Han Qi's misunderstanding of the original owner. He didn't explain it before, but he just thought it was unnecessary.

Now that Han Qi is asking, there is no need to cover up hypocritically and let him misunderstand.

Even if you are facing someone you don't like, you can't let your image be trampled into the dust.

But if Lin Qingzhou wanted to explain the reason, he didn't know where to start.

It cannot be said that his original intention was to express his anger for the original owner.

So, he stepped into the pavilion, facing Shang Hanqi's heavy and dark gaze, hesitantly, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Seeing his hesitation, Han Qi tensed his jawline, took a few steps forward, and said solemnly:

"Did he force you or was it the alchemy curse he cast on you?"

The meeting here was not forced by Fu Xun, but by Lin Qingzhou himself.

But the curse of destroying alchemy was indeed cast by Fu Xun.

However, since Han Qi's question has been given the most perfect answer, why bother to add more details.

Even if Fu Xun took all the blame, he would not be wronged.

Lin Qingzhou nodded, "Yes."

Han Qi's face darkened instantly, and his voice was as cold as ice, "Before that, was he the one who forced you?"

He was talking about the matter between the original owner and Fu Xun.

Lin Qingzhou frowned when she heard the words, and interrupted immediately with a high voice, "There is no love between me and Fu Xun."

Afterwards, fearing that the system would jump out and make trouble, he tried his best to put down a soft tone, "When competing for the position of chief disciple, Fu Xun made excessive demands, but I did not agree to them, but he still gave me the bronze sword later. "

Hearing these words, various emotions such as astonishment, annoyance, and joy appeared on Han Qi's cold face in turn.

It looked complicated for a while.

After a few breaths, there was only deep annoyance left in his heart.

At that time, why did he take it out of context and listen to it?

Before that, he treated Lin Qingzhou harshly, and even sweared at each other, which was tantamount to committing a heinous mistake

The hand in his sleeve was tightened, and he raised his hand to reach out to Lin Qingzhou's wrist "I"

Lin Qingzhou can still vividly remember the chaos and entanglement on the couch in the morning.

Seeing the movement of Han Qi raising his hand, although his expression did not change, his back stiffened instantly and his breath was suffocated.

Han Qi didn't miss the fleeting defense in Lin Qingzhou's eyes.

He quickly withdrew his hand, feeling nothing but annoyance in his heart.

What happened in the morning, he was indeed impulsive to Meng Lang.

From now on, will Lin Qingzhou regard him as a scourge?

Thinking of this, his heart seemed to be grasped slightly by an invisible hand.

It won't hurt the vitals, but it produces an indescribable bitterness.

There was a few breaths of silence between the two, and the atmosphere fell into an indescribable weirdness for a moment.

Lin Qingzhou threw away other distracting thoughts, he came here to find clues, and the business was important.

He broke the silence and got back to the topic, "Fu Xueyao should have been active around here in a form at that time. He accidentally learned that I was talking to Fu Xun, so he was able to wait for the opportunity to attack."

Han Qi nodded, and said, "Fu Xue Yao walks in the snow, can sneak in places with snow, can travel hundreds of miles a day, likes to wander around, I don't know if he is still in Fuyu Mountain."

After finishing speaking, he jumped out of the railing, twirled his clothes, and jumped onto the Zuowang Pavilion.

Seeing this, Lin Qingzhou also jumped out of the pavilion, tapped the rock with her toes, and stood on the dead branch on the side of the Zuowang Pavilion.

I saw Han Qi standing on the top of the pavilion with a solemn expression, his robe trembling slightly by the wind.

He drew his sword out of its sheath, made a formula in his hand, and muttered a mantra silently on his lips.

Immediately, Xishuang was hanging in the air, and the blade of the sword shone with silver light, which was dazzling.

As Han Qi changed the spell between his fingers, the blade of the sword was covered with thin frost, and the sharp sword intent was like a cold wind wrapping around the sword body, and the temperature of the air around him dropped sharply.

Qishuang moved his sword, and the tip of the sword swiped like a dragon and a snake. After a few flips and twirls, where the tip of the sword went in mid-air, the afterimage of the sword light was faintly visible, and a huge floating curse mark was in front of him.

Han Qi has actually been able to use the sword as a matchmaker, and make spells with the sword's intent to form curses.

In the world of self-cultivation, there are two types of spells used by sword repairers. One uses talisman paper and cinnabar as the carrier. When drawing the runes, spiritual power is injected into them. When making the formulas, the spells are recited with the fingers in order to display the desired effect of the spells.

The other one is like Han Qi.

There is no need for talisman paper and cinnabar, as long as the long sword is in hand, poured with spiritual power, and kneading the formula with your fingers, you can move with your thoughts and draw any desired seal with the sword's will.

Moreover, the power exerted by this dharma seal is even greater than the former.

Throughout the realm of self-cultivation, most sword cultivators are still at the stage of relying on talisman paper and cinnabar to make formulas and spells.

There are only a handful of people who can draw spells with sword intent.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingzhou's heart shuddered, and Han Qi seemed to have a more advanced Taoism than he imagined.

Returning to the present, I saw that the curse seal glowing with silver light had been completed.

Han Qi's fingers turned into palms, and with a flip of his wrists, he pushed his palms forward.

The huge curse seal instantly turned into thousands of tiny curse seals, scattered in all directions like shattering light.

At a glance, there is a feeling of Dongfeng Yeshu and falling stars.

At the same time, Lin Qingzhou could clearly feel a cold and piercing sword energy centered in the cold Qi, like a raging tide on the sea, surging towards the surroundings like a broken bamboo.

The three peaks of Fuyu Mountain are Lingxiao, Baopu and Qingyun.

In the plain white, the snow layer shakes, and the forest tops, roof ridges, and snowdrifts tremble and fall.

Han Qi's black robe was rattled by the sword energy, his whole body was terrifying, and his expression was a little colder than usual.

Standing beside Lin Qingzhou, the hand holding the sword trembled faintly, and the snow song inside the scabbard seemed to make a buzzing sound, which was inaudible amidst the huge momentum.

Lin Qingzhou's chest cavity was like that of a drowning person, and his breathing was difficult.

He immediately made a tactic, and a blue halo barrier floated around his body to block the powerful sword energy, so that he felt better.

It's only half a stick of incense time, but it lasts as long as a long time.

When the sound of the sword energy faded away, the tiny curse seals flew down to every corner of Fuyu Mountain, and none of them could be seen.

Han Qi withdrew his sword intent and put the sword into its sheath.

He was still standing on the Zuowang Pavilion, carrying the Qishuang long sword on his back, turned around and said to Lin Qingzhou, "I just cast the curse of revealing evil, and there is no abnormality in the peaks of Fuyu Mountain. The Fuxue Demon should have left Fuyu Mountain."

After he uttered the words, the aura of not getting close to strangers around him gradually disappeared without a trace.

The man who was so powerful and majestic just now seemed like two people.

Lin Qingzhou's heart sank when she heard the sound, Fu Xueyao ran away, I'm afraid it would be hard to find.

At the same time, it feels a little embarrassing.

Han Qi just drew a curse mark with his sword intent, and he felt that his spiritual power was congealed, his breathing was difficult, and it was unbearable, and he even needed a protective barrier to be safe.

Such and such, let alone surpass him.

In the past, I only thought that I was only a little worse than Han Qi, but now it seems that I am afraid that it is not just a little bit.

At this end, he withdrew the finger tactic, removed the blue barrier around his body, and said to Han Qi in a calm tone, "If that's the case, then I have to go down the mountain to find it."

Without hesitation, Han Qi said, "I'll go with you."

Lin Qingzhou remained calm on the surface, but the first reaction in his heart was to refuse.

It is a good thing to have multiple helpers, but if this person is Han Qi, it is another matter.

He bowed his head and said lightly, "No need, I dare not bother Junior Brother Han. Thank you Junior Brother Han for your help with today's matter."

What I said was to thank Han Qi for speaking up for him today at the Guiyuan Hall.

Even if you look into it carefully, it's not very righteous.

Because of Han Qi's unscrupulous words, all the monks in Fuyu Mountain will think that he has something unspeakable with Han Qi.

Now Lin Qingzhou is not very clear why Han Qi did this kind of behavior that would only be done if he tied a bow tie because of his nerves.

Furthermore, Han Qi's loss of control on the bed in the morning made him vigilant.

According to the dog blood setting in the book, the original owner has a special constitution, and Han Qi is prone to become addicted to the original owner's body.

Even if there is no emotion in my heart, I can't help but be attracted by his body.

Lin Qingzhou thought that she had escaped the bloody thunder at the beginning of the original book and avoided getting too involved with Han Qi, but unexpectedly, she was still tricked by the system task.

In the current situation, maybe it's because the dog blood setting is playing a role, and the lustful scum of Han is eyeing his troubled and broken body again.

He has to guard against these.

For someone cold, the risk factor is higher than before.

Now, instead of beating him up with his hands, he might even use violence to attack him because of his higher level of cultivation.

Thank you, you don't need to help me, you stay away from me, that is the greatest help.

Lin Qingzhou thought.

At this end, when Han Qi heard Lin Qingzhou's polite refusal, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and some emotion flashed in his narrow and deep eyes, but it disappeared quickly.

After pondering for a while, his voice sounded extremely cold, "Okay."

Afterwards, he didn't say anything more, and squeezed a teleportation formula with his knuckles, and disappeared in an instant.

Lin Qingzhou sighed softly in his heart, walking well.

Outside the Zuowang Pavilion, there was deep snow, even though there was a murder case here not long ago, there were not many useful things left behind.

Fu Xueyao was born on the snow, and escaped into the snow without a trace.

Lin Qingzhou searched for a while outside Zuowang Pavilion, but couldn't find any remaining clues.

He then chanted a mantra to control the sword, passed through the snow-capped Lingxiao Peak, and headed for the Changming Building on Baopu Peak.

Fu Xueyao absorbed Fu Xun's aura, so Fu Xun's aura must still remain on his body.

You can use the spirit chasing talisman on Fu Xun to track down the whereabouts of Fu Xueyao.

Baopufeng, Changming Tower.

Lin Qingzhou walked into the Changming Building again, and there was no one else in the building except the gatekeeper disciple.

He took out several spirit-chasing talismans from the ring, and he pinched the formula between his fingers, and the talismans were like duckweed in the water, floating gently in the void in front of his eyes one by one.

Turning the spell in Lin Qingzhou's hand, a circle of red light appeared on the edge of the spirit chasing talisman, which contrasted with the cinnabar on the talisman, which looked a bit weird and dangerous.

Afterwards, driven by Lin Qingzhou's incantation, several spirit chasing talismans circled around Fu Xun's black coffin several times in an orderly manner.

This is a small amount of spiritual power left in memory Fu Xun's body by the spirit chasing talisman.

Afterwards, the talismans floated back to Lin Qingzhou in an orderly manner one by one.

The mantra in his hand changed again, and the floating talisman immediately turned into a singing and dancing yellow butterfly, flying up and down, vividly, confusing the real with the fake.

This is done to avoid people's eyes and ears.

After a series of movements, they turned into Huang Die's chasing charms and flew out of the window one after another.

After flying out of Fuyu Mountain, they spread out and searched in all directions.

In this way, Lin Qingzhou feared that chasing the talisman was too little and took too long.

He concocted it according to the law, and sent out a few chasing spirit talismans, so he felt a little relieved.

At the same time, he suddenly felt a little bit of emotion in his heart. Compared with the grandeur of the talismans drawn by Han Qi just now, these few talismans of his own are really too shabby.

This further strengthened his determination to improve his own strength.

After finishing the matter here, he turned and left Changming Tower.

Right now, the only thing to do is to wait for the news of chasing the spirit talisman.

Lin Qingzhou draws a formula to control the sword, returns to Lingxiao Peak, and travels with things.

The gate of the courtyard was wide open, and there was very little snow on the stone steps, it must have been cleaned by Wen Tang.

Both stone lamps were covered by snow.

On the two clumps of green bamboo beside the stone steps, the thin bamboo leaves are still covered with a thin layer of snow, dotted with a few emerald greens in the plain white, which is really beautiful.

Lin Qingzhou stepped into the gate of the courtyard, walked through the flower pavilions in the courtyard, and walked into the long corridor back and forth. She was shaking off a few snowflakes on her sleeves.

Suddenly, Wen Tang rushed to Lin Qingzhou's room from Lin Qingzhou's room, clutching one of Lin Qingzhou's sleeves tightly, with a more serious expression on his face than usual

"Brother Qingzhou, where did you go last night?"

Wentang's eyes were bloodshot, and there were two smears of blackness under his eyes.

Judging by his description, he must have stayed up all night, squatting in Lin Qingzhou's room and waiting.

Even though his expression was stern, Lin Qingzhou's heart softened instantly.

Among the Qingxu Sword Sect, probably only Wen Tang is so concerned about his safety.

Lin Qingzhou "I'm fine. I went down the mountain and didn't make it back last night."

Wen Tang tightened his grip on his sleeve, "Brother, why did you go down the mountain?"

Slightly pondering, Lin Qingzhou said, "I went to clean up the evil sycophants."

Isn't Han a scumbag comparable to righteousness and evil.

Wen Tang's face was tense, and his heart hung up again, "What happened to that evil sycophant, senior brother, are you injured?"

Lin Qingzhou covered her lips and coughed softly, "I tied that evil sycophant with a spirit rope, but I was accidentally escaped by him this morning, and he even bit me a few times, but none of them were seriously injured. get in the way."

Wen Tang felt relieved after hearing this, and let go of Lin Qingzhou's sleeve, "As long as senior brother Qingzhou is fine."

Lin Qingzhou nodded, seeing that his face was ashen, and asked him to go back to his room to rest and recuperate.

Afterwards, Lin Qingzhou also went back to her room, and after reading a few Daoist books, she meditated cross-legged.

Meditate on the Dharma, take a deep breath and breathe out.

After the aura in his body slowly circulated for four weeks, today's bigu will be considered complete.

When Lin Qingzhou woke up from meditation, it was already afternoon.

A yellow butterfly turned into a spirit chasing talisman flew to Lin Qingzhou through the narrow gap in the window.

The wings of the talisman butterfly fluttered with a faint red light, exactly the same as when the spell was cast.

In this way, Fu Die has found the trace of Fu Xueyao.

Lin Qingzhou couldn't help being refreshed, picked up the saber on the table, and walked out of the room.

Fu Die flapped its wings and flew ahead to lead the way, and Lin Qingzhou Yujian rode the wind behind him.

Fang Fei came out to wander around, and there was a slight sound behind him, and Lin Qingzhou looked back vigilantly.

It was Wen Tang who heard the movement from his side, and Yu Jian chased him out.

Lin Qingzhou made a tactic, and the long sword under his feet stagnated in mid-air for an instant, stopping and not moving forward.

Wentang Yujian chased after him, with a concerned look on his face, "Brother Qingzhou, where are you going?"

There is nothing to hide about this.

Lin Qingzhou calmed down and said, "Go down the mountain to get rid of evil spirits."

Wen Tang's face showed a bit of worry

Brother Qingzhou was bitten by the evil sycophant who broke free from the spirit rope this morning, and this time he went down the mountain again, could it be that he was looking for the trace of the evil sycophant again so that he could completely subdue him

His expression was stern for a moment, and Yu Jian approached Lin Qingzhou a little more, saying

"Then I will go with you."

Although Fu Xueyao's strength is not unfathomable, even if Lin Qingzhou goes alone, the odds of winning are great.

However, do not underestimate the enemy.

If Wen Tang can help from the sidelines and add fuel to the flames, that's fine too.

Lin Qingzhou nodded in agreement, and the two held their swords side by side and followed Fu Die away.

The trace of the spirit chasing talisman can only be found when the evil spirit appears.

If the Fuxue Demon hides in the snow, becomes one with the snow and does not move at all, it is difficult to determine its exact location with the spirit chasing talisman.

Lin Qingzhou and Wen Tang walked with their swords in the air for a stick of incense time.

Fu Die suddenly stopped moving forward.

It lingered in place for a few laps, then turned into a piece of talisman paper and fell back into Lin Qingzhou's palm.

This place is the place where Fu Xueyao last appeared after being detected by chasing the spirit talisman.

In other words, Fu Xueyao has already hidden in the plain snow at this moment, merging with Accumulated Snow.

In the current situation, we can only settle here first and play by ear.

Cangxi City.

Lin Qingzhou and Wen Tang fell to the ground with their swords from mid-air and entered the city.

After that, the two put away their swords and walked on the streets of the city.

In the afternoon, the sky suddenly became cloudy, and the cold wind continued.

The scattered snow particles floated up again.

On the long street in the city, there are blue roof tiles and white falling snow.

The breeze and the fine snow fly down obliquely. Walking in it is like stepping into a huge ink painting.

On the Qingshi street, the snow is already deep, but there is no ankle.

Lin Qingzhou cast a spell so that her feet would not get wet even if she stepped into the snow.

There were very few passers-by, and I saw one or two occasionally, all with their necks curled up, their hands tightly tucked into their sleeves, white breath coming out of their mouths, and they walked in a hurry.

The two walked aimlessly like this, and they couldn't gain anything.

Therefore, the two decided to find a teahouse first, take a break, and then wait and see what happened.

Lin Qingzhou and Wen Tang's clothes are thin.

If there is wind while walking in the robes, the air is cold, but also the demeanor is calm, with light eyebrows.

The two walked into the teahouse one after the other.

Probably because of the freezing weather, the teahouse was not full of seats as usual.

The storyteller was sitting in the middle of the teahouse, speaking in rhythmic tones, although his tone sounded passionate, but his stamina was lacking and he was showing signs of fatigue.

Outside the railings under the stage, there were only a few listeners.

The waiter who had been waiting by the side for a long time had sharp eyes and a careful heart, and when he saw these two people, he knew that they were extraordinary, they were immortals in the Taoist sect.

In particular, Lin Qingzhou has an outstanding appearance, which is really hard to see. She is dressed in spotless white clothes, which makes her look even more immortal.

The waiter greets and sees off every day, and has met countless people, but he has never seen such a good-looking person.

The delicate eyebrows and eyes are better than countless women, but they are not feminine at all.

The figure is thin but not fragile, exuding a sassy air all over his body.

The waiter's eyes straightened for a moment.

He is really like a fairy.

After a long while, Lin Qingzhou covered her lips and coughed lightly. The waiter in the shop came back to his senses from the stupefaction. When he realized that he was impolite, his face was stained a little red, and he greeted them warmly.

When he climbed the stairs and passed by the waiter, Wen Tang frowned and gave the waiter a hard look.

The shop clerk was a little dazed by this stare, and couldn't figure it out.

Wait until both are seated.

He walked forward, stood aside with his hands down and asked, and said softly, "I wonder what kind of tea the two immortals would like to drink?"

The words were addressed to two people, but he only looked at Lin Qingzhou.

"A pot of sun-cast snow buds."

Suddenly, a deep and cold voice sounded from behind the curtain hanging beside the private seat.

Then, a gust of cold wind passed by Lin Qingzhou's side.

There was one more person seated beside the square table.

Seeing this, Lin Qingzhou was slightly stunned, "You"

Han Qi, who was seated nearby, lightly raised his eyebrows, and spoke first, "What a coincidence."

If you don't want to go with me, then I will come by myself.

After speaking, he took a deep look at Wen Tang who was opposite him.

But only for a moment, that gaze was as sharp as a blade.

Immediately, the corners of Wen Tang's lips were straightened, and the hand hidden in the sleeve was silently clenched.

A tense atmosphere spread silently.

A seemingly non-existent airflow fainted between the two of them.

The entire tea table was trembling faintly.

Lin Qingzhou suddenly had a headache.

Last time before Han Qi entered the Xichuan Secret Realm, he seriously injured Wen Tang in front of the Qiushui Pavilion, and the two formed a big bond.

When the two meet together this time, bumps and confrontations are inevitable.

However, why did Han Qi come here?

Lin Qingzhou said lightly, "Junior Brother Han is here, why?"

Han Qi looked calm, looked at him and said, "Exorcise the demon."

That's right, since Lin Qingzhou can use the spirit chasing talisman to find out the whereabouts of Fu Xueyao.

Han Qi, who has a higher level of morality, is also a no-brainer.

Even, he may have arrived here one step earlier than Lin Qingzhou.

Moreover, finding out the truth about Fu Xun's death was a matter that Chunweizi entrusted him to handle, and it was one of the tempers for him before he inherited the suzerain.

It is also reasonable for Han Qi to pursue the truth urgently.

Lin Qingzhou thought so in his heart.

After a while, the waiter brought the steaming tea to the table with a smile on his face.

When serving tea, he couldn't help but look at Lin Qingzhou again, and then left slowly.

Han Qi didn't raise his eyes, his eyes fell on the teapot, and his eyes sank.

The tea smoke curled up, emerging from the spout of the pot, and the fragrance was tangy.

Wen Tang picked up the teapot first, poured a cup of tea for Lin Qingzhou, and then poured one for himself.

Then he put down the teapot and sipped to himself.

Han Qi, an uninvited guest, was neglected, but he didn't care, and poured tea for himself with a calm face.

Lin Qingzhou looked at Han Qi deflated, and secretly laughed in his heart.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea.

The tea is slightly astringent at the entrance, but after swallowing it into the throat, the aftertaste leaves a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth.

A soft moan escaped from his mouth.

Seeing this, Wen Tang smiled and said softly, "Brother Qingzhou, if you like drinking tea, I can brew it for you every day from now on."

Han Qi frowned upon hearing this, and said solemnly, "Don't drink too much tea, too much will hurt your stomach."

In particular, you can't drink too much tea made by Wentang.

In an instant, the eyes of the two faced each other like a duel.

There is a murderous look of swords and swords at the bottom of his eyes.

If it wasn't for Lin Qingzhou's presence, I'm afraid the two had already fought each other, and the tables, stools and tea cups would be broken to the ground, or the roof of the teahouse would be lifted.

Lin Qingzhou held her forehead, her head was very big.

This time to eliminate the demon, I am afraid that Xiao Qiang will be troubled first, and there will be many obstacles.

Seeing that the two were on the verge of breaking out, he quickly changed the subject and said to Wen Tang, "By the way, you came to me yesterday, and you seemed to have something to tell me."

Wen Tang heard the sound, and withdrew his aggressive expression.

He nodded towards Lin Qingzhou, but when he thought about what he was going to say, his face was stained with anger, "That Lian Yu is unreasonable, and even beat him up, the villain first sued, slandered me and belittled her, and I was punished by the master to copy the scriptures .”

After finishing speaking, his eyes were like sharp arrows, and he shot fiercely at the culprit of this matter.

Han Qi was drinking tea leisurely.

Han Qi, who lowered his head slightly, made a barely noticeable hook at the corner of his mouth.

When Lin Qingzhou heard what Tang said, she didn't feel angry, but felt a little funny, and laughed and teased him, saying

"She slapped you for no reason. It was her fault, but now she comes to pester you."

His voice paused, "Could she be interested in you?"

Wen Tang was stunned for a moment, then he stared at Lin Qingzhou intently, with a firm tone, and said:

"I'm already happy."

Click.

A crisp sound suddenly sounded.

It came from the teacup in Han Qi's hand, and there was not a single crack in the teacup's body.

However, as soon as he loosened his palm, the teacup suddenly turned into powder and scattered between his fingers.

Wen Tang's words came to an abrupt end, Lin Qingzhou frowned, and looked at Han Qi suspiciously, wondering what this man was up to.

Facing Shanghan Qi's gloomy and cold eyes, Wen Tang said solemnly without any intention

"I've always been very clear about what I want. I'm not like some people who don't cherish it when they're close to the water. After missing the opportunity, they try hard to get it back."

Han Qi's thin lips curled into a smile, and he said softly, "What you want may not necessarily be yours."

Wen Tang held the hand holding the teacup, and exerted force for a moment, "Even so, I won't give up easily."

The gazes of the two were like knives and swords, and they immediately looked at each other, vowing to poke a few holes in each other's body before giving up.

Lin Qingzhou had a question mark on his face, obviously he understood everything they said.

But putting all the sentences together made him confused and confused.

Even if they go tit for tat, as long as they don't fight, everything else is trivial.

Lin Qingzhou began to think about how to make Fu Xueyao appear as soon as possible.

If it has been so invisible, after the snow melts, how can he prove his innocence.

Think hard to no avail.

The more I think about it, the more Lin Qingzhou frowns deeply.

After arriving at Cangxi City, he summoned the talisman butterflies he had sent earlier to this place, and chanted an incantation to order them to only move around Cangxi City.

In this way, once Fu Xueyao shows signs, he can quickly find out.

But after a few cups of tea, the gavel in the storyteller's hand rang several times, and the story was coming to an end.

Fu Die did not have any news.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, if he left to go back to Fuyu Mountain, he would not be able to know the movement here immediately, which would delay the best time to get rid of the evil spirits.

I can only find a place to stay overnight in Cangxi City, waiting for a good opportunity.

"The whereabouts of Fu Xueyao are uncertain. Right now, it is hiding in Cangxi City. I will stay in Cangxi City tonight. Wentang, you can go back to Fuyu Mountain first." Lin Qingzhou said.

As for Han Qi, he is not on the same path as him, whether he stays or stays has nothing to do with him.

"Is Fu Xueyao the evil sycophant who was bound by you last night and accidentally escaped this morning?"

At this end, Wen Tang was stunned when he heard the words, and asked.

When Yu Jian left Fuyu Mountain, Lin Qingzhou only went down the mountain to get rid of evil spirits.

He didn't tell Wen Tang that the "evil sycophant" last night was not the same one as the one he was looking for today.

Wen Tang naturally thought that there was no difference between the two.

The villain who bound last night

Han Qi raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Qingzhou to see how he would respond.

When Lin Qingzhou heard Tang's words like this, her first thought was that Han Mouxie would be furious.

Unexpectedly, he only showed an expression of interest, which caught Lin Qingzhou off guard.

"No."

Lin Qingzhou was a little guilty, and after scribbling the answer, she quickly picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and lowered her eyes.

The slender eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on the bottom of the eyes, revealing a fragile beauty.

Seeing this, Han Qi's heart moved slightly. Lin Qingzhou with such a mood is also very good-looking.

Wen Tang didn't notice anything unusual, and he was very concerned about Brother Qingzhou being bitten by an evil spirit.

Therefore, he continued to analyze

"That's it. I've seen records about Fu Xueyao in Taoist books. Fuxueyao is good at using spells and illusions. He is not a sharp-mouthed evil beast. He will definitely not use such low-level methods as biting. Attack."

It's just that those words sounded different to someone Han.

Will Lin Qingzhou regard what happened this morning as being bitten by an evil beast?

Han Qi's eyes were heavy, as if there was substance.

Han Qi

An indescribable embarrassment arose from the soles of Lin Qingzhou's feet and ran all the way to his spine, making his scalp tingle for a while:

"It's just a trivial matter, let's not mention it for now."

Such a calm tone.

Ling Hanqi's complexion changed again.

The storyteller in the tea house blew the gavel again.Afterwards, there were scattered applause and applause from the audience.

The story has been fully told.

The listeners started to scatter like birds and beasts, got up one after another, left their seats and left.

Lin Qingzhou and his party did not hear what the scholar said at all.

But it was getting late, and he didn't stay here for long, so he got up and left.

Go down the wooden stairs to the first floor.

Lin Qingzhou walked in front, Wen Tang followed, and Han Qi came last.

While cleaning up the table, the waiter in the shop couldn't help but slightly raised his head, secretly looking at Lin Qingzhou's back.

In his eyes, Lin Qingzhou was dressed in plain clothes with elegant sleeves, which was three points whiter than the cold snow outside.

However, suddenly, the waiter's eyelids felt cold.

His eyes suddenly became pitch black, as if there was no light in the sky and the earth.

Immortal Sheng Xuemei in white clothes, in the blink of an eye, could no longer see the slightest bit.

He was terrified for a moment, the immortals in the Taoist sect were indeed not to be desecrated, and he couldn't take a second look.He only took a few more glances before he was punished by heaven.

Will my eyes be blind from now on?

He wiped his eyes frantically, but he didn't dare to point fingers at the sky and the earth, he could only whine, almost crying.

"Twelve hours."

A deep and cold voice sounded in the back of his mind.

Voice transmission into the secret.

Afterwards, silence returned to my mind.

The waiter was so frightened that he sat down on the ground

Heaven really manifested