"You actually know that I..."

He took back the communication bead, laughed at himself, then took out another branch of the blood tree shade, injected the spirit essence into it, and said respectfully:

"Please help me, Senior Long Xing."

This is the second hand left by Master Shou!

He said that this branch of the blood tree can communicate with the king of hell and the five declines of heaven and man.

If we can invite this person to come in, no matter how meticulous Dao Qiongcang's plan is, there is a small chance that something unexpected will happen.

If you please don’t move...

After all, Li Fugui had also seen those scenes in Xingjie.

The Five Deceivers of Heaven and Man met the Taoist Palace Master at some unknown time, and within a single round, he was caused to self-destruct - the two sides were not at the same level at all!

Please don't move, it's too normal.

After all, the Heavenly Being has already died once.

Although I don’t know why Master Shou insists on inviting such a dead person, Master Shou always has his own deep meaning in doing things.

Please, that’s it!

"Buzz..."

The dark branches of the blood tree shone with a pale golden light.

At the same time, Li Fugui was in the carriage, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He heard the whistling sound of the wind and felt that his mind was being led to a strange place.

"Senior Long Xing, please protect me!"

Li Fugui whispered, feeling a little scared.

The Deathly Saint's remnant power is still there, and the reputation of the declining body is too terrible. He doesn't want any accidents to happen.

After finishing his sentence, a faint golden light appeared around him, and Li Fugui felt that he could barely control his consciousness.

He heard the sound of the wind in his ears that did not belong to the carriage house, and the image of an ancient mausoleum appeared in front of his eyes.

"Please don't let me see it!" Li Fugui cried out in fear and closed his eyes, but the picture was still playing in his mind.

"Senior Long Xing!" He panicked.

Buzz!

The golden light shimmered on the branches of the blood tree again, the sound of wind in Li Fugui's ears disappeared, and the mausoleum in his mind disappeared.

The branch in his hand trembled, and a weak voice came:

"Xu...xiao...shou?"

Li Fugui trembled and hurriedly pulled out a note bead. When he pressed it, Master Shou's voice came out:

"Qingyuan Mountain, if you want revenge, come here. I'll wait for you."

After doing all this, without even waiting for a moment, Li Fugui suddenly terminated the connection with the shadowy branches of the blood tree.

He put this penetrating thing into a separate space ring, and hurriedly untied the blood binding of the space ring.

"Rustling, rustling..."

After washing himself with the holy water of life in the apricot world and changing into brand new clothes in the carriage, Li Fugui felt that his bad luck had been washed away.

He put on a black trench coat with his backhand, changed his face, put on a mask, and then pulled out a teleportation array disk.

"Mode!"

Lingyuan was shocked.

The fixed-point space transmission array disk is activated.

Li Fugui came to the dark market in the north of Changde Town.

He still has a big thing to do, which is to hand over a voice bead that can summon the semi-saint Ye Xiaotian of space mysteries to someone and throw it in Changde Town.

This "someone" can be a dead soldier or someone else, as long as it is not yourself.

This is Master Shou’s third hand!

If all actions failed, he would need to take people away, and he might not be able to enter the Apricot Realm.

Master Shou hasn't woken up yet, so he can only bring the secret of space into the water.

As for how Ye Xiaotian escaped from the big hunt in the Holy Temple, that will happen later.

"Buzz!"

As soon as I landed on the ground, under the night, a bright light came from the direction of Qingyuan Mountain.

Li Fugui was startled, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and caught a glimpse of the small half of Qingyuan Mountain within his field of vision, which was covered with complicated patterns of heavenly secrets.

"This is……"

The battlefield has moved?

Did they fight from Changde Town to Qingyuan Mountain?

Li Fugui frowned, Ling Nian quietly explored Changde Town, and soon saw the ruins of the post-war town.

There were almost no conscious people left there, but there were some wailing, earth-shattering cries.

"Huh? Crying?"

Li Fugui entered Changde Town without leaving any trace and was ready to evacuate at any time.

Soon, he saw a burly man holding a large wine barrel at the original Cao's blacksmith shop, crying loudly.

Other than that, it seems that the town is no longer in danger?

As a former Huacao Pavilion intelligence officer, Li Fugui had extremely high professionalism. He recognized who the big man was with just one glance.

"Cao Erzhu!"

Among the latest information coming from Huacao Pavilion about the blacksmith shop, there is not much about Cao Erzhu. It is only speculated that he seems to have low intelligence...

This is just information after all!

During his time at Huacao Pavilion, Li Fugui was deceived by false information countless times, and he almost capsized in a ditch several times and died.

He does not fully recognize the functionality of intelligence.

However, as the old saying goes…

Find wealth in danger!

Li Fugui took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing to the lowest frequency, adjusted the mask on his face, and raised his black windbreaker...

He took out a black square box and put it in his arms. The momentum around him immediately changed.

——Become like a superior dark master, cold and ruthless.

"To deal with different people, use different methods!"

The Box of Emptiness can give the bearer an unparalleled supreme aura, and is only useful to Taixu and non-reckless spiritual refiners under Taixu.

There is no output at all.

If found out, send it.

…

"Dad!!!"

At the ruins of the blacksmith shop, Cao Erzhu was still crying while holding a wine barrel.

He didn't expect that he just went to Qingyuan Mountain, and when he came back, his father's head was cut off and put into a wine barrel.

Who did this?

If he is found by himself, he must be cut into pieces with his own hands!

"Ta, ta, ta..."

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind me, and finally it stopped next to me.

Cao Erzhu was so sad that he couldn't control himself. He didn't even look back and was immersed in his own world.

"Quirehan, is he dead?"

When this slightly startled voice appeared, Cao Erzhu seemed to be brought back to reality and turned around suddenly:

"Who are you?!"

He saw a man wearing a black mask and a black cloak. His aura was more powerful than any spiritual refiner he had seen before!

Is he the one who killed the father?

Cao Erzhu's eyes were alert, like a sleeping lion about to wake up, its eyes widened and cracked.

"I'm sorry to hear this information."
To be continued...