Bai Zian thought for a moment and realized that this was also one of the "opportunities" mentioned by the master, so he did not take action, but replied in a friendly way:

"Hello, are you... stowaways too?"

As soon as these words came out, Bai Zian was shocked to realize that he had never noticed the other party's existence, but the other party had always existed after all.

In other words, they have all heard the previous conversation between themselves and their master, and know that they are the messengers of the Holy Palace?

This discovery made Bai Qian ashamed and uneasy. He had just wanted to pretend to be a stowaway to avoid fighting!

But an unexpected reply came, with a little relief and obvious self-deception: "Ah, yes, you are also stowaways? This is great. Since everyone is hiding in Heaven, then... Well

How about if the water doesn't interfere with the river, everyone does his own thing?"

Are you hiding your ears and stealing the bell?!

Bai Zian only had this thought at the moment.

But then I thought about it and realized that it was the other party who was frightened, but it was myself who was the first to send out friendly signals.

How could the opponent dare to take action forcibly when they knew that they were the messengers of the Holy Palace and even Master Mu Lin was there?

Bai Qian understands the truth...

But at this moment, his heart was extremely complicated.

"Is this world crazy? I, the messenger of the Holy Palace, am working with stowaways?"

After pondering for a long time, Bai Zian knew how he should respond when he saw that his master still showed no sign of taking action.

He suppressed his frantic mind and sorted out the words that were so complicated that he didn't know how to speak them, and finally turned them into a simple two-word response.

"must!"

…

On Guyin Cliff.

The lonely uncle, carrying a sack on his shoulders, suddenly felt a little lonely.

"Those two guys clearly saw me...

"Jinzhao Baiyan, are they from the Holy Palace's Jinzhao lineage? The eyebrowless one should be Mu Lin...

"Why are you turning a blind eye?"

The sloppy uncle was puzzled.

He immediately thought that the other party was here to rescue Xu Xiaoshou, but was this too obvious?

Moreover, the Holy Palace and the Holy Slave are on opposite sides. After seeing his image as the "Eight Masters", they should not turn a blind eye, but should draw their swords and confront each other.

The opposing stance made the sloppy uncle have to be vigilant and try to figure out the other party's deeper intentions.

He felt that those two people chose to hide directly, perhaps because they had a bigger conspiracy!

And since the whereabouts of the two Holy Palace envoys are unknown, but they may not have left the scene, it would be very abrupt if he still stayed on the deserted Guyin Cliff.

At the cusp of the storm, everyone has lost sight of it.

After thinking for a while, the sloppy uncle didn't move forward.

He knew that the two people in the Holy Palace might have chosen to hide in the way of heaven to wait for the times to change. If he still integrated into the way of swordsmanship, the next situation would be very embarrassing.

"Tsk~"

With a single stroke of his fingers, the uncle cut a hole in the void.

Compared to hiding in heaven, he felt that hiding in the flow of space at this time would be a better choice.

No longer delaying, he stepped into the space cracks. Over the years, he had made various escaping attempts, which made the uncle feel as close to home as a place of right and wrong in the space cracks.

When the space crack closed and the repair was as good as before, the uncle held the sack and breathed a sigh of relief.

"They hid it, and I hid it too.

"If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move.

"We urgently need to wait for time to change..."

I haven't even finished taking a breath yet.

Amidst the violent spatial debris flow, there is a huge darkness not far away. It seems so out of place in this closed space debris flow.

"Who!" The uncle was shocked.

Are there people hiding in the debris in this space?

The uncle tightened the sack tightly and treated it seriously.

He didn't wait for the other side to take action, but after calming down and watching, he finally got a clear look at the hidden person.

He is dressed in a black feathered coat that blends into the darkness within the space flow. There is also a three-legged black owl standing on its shoulders. The owl's eyes are like ink, like the gaze of death.

"The Night Owl?"

The uncle immediately recognized the identity of the other person.

He thought of the way he had just run and the constant stare from behind, and he immediately raised his voice and said, "Is it you who has been following me?"

Unfortunately, sound propagation cannot be carried out in space debris.

After the uncle realized this, he stopped talking and just kept a close eye on the opponent.

The person on the other side was also stunned.

After such a long time, I still haven't reacted.

Night Owl actually had no idea that the usually arrogant Eight Masters would be frightened to a halt by two mere envoys from the Holy Palace, and then hid in the space debris.

She is very self-aware and knows that in a single fight, who in the world can defeat the Eighth Sword Immortal?

But the opponent is keeping an eye on you and is prepared for your next move.

Ye Xiao didn't want to take action, and she didn't dare to act rashly. She was afraid that her random actions would be interpreted as provocation by the other party, and then they would start an unnecessary fight in this space flow.

So...

There is no way to retreat.

The two of them just looked at each other and recognized each other, but they looked at each other in silence and neither dared to move.

In the tense atmosphere, the only thing left was the three-legged black owl on her shoulders, pacing back and forth nervously, spreading sound in silence.

"Awkward, awkward, awkward"

…

"Hugh! Hugh!"

It was very magical, but it was trapped in a very special kind of restricted balance on Guyin Cliff. Within a moment, two more figures flew over.

This time, it was two people walking with swords.

"Senior Brother, why do I feel like I'm being deceived? Along the way, we have harvested six pieces of holy power treasures, and finally there is a 'Holy Origin Crystal'...

"In my opinion, an enemy has laid a trap to lure our brothers and sisters deeper..." There is definitely danger ahead!"

Gu Qing'er, who was carrying a sword wheel with nine swords on his back, and the stunning enchantress named Blood Sword No. 2 on the Famous Swords List at the center, landed on Guyin Cliff with great vigilance.

After confirming that there was no danger or special formation in the cliffside mountains, he nodded to the rear and signaled to the senior brother that he could lower his sword to the ground.

Gu Qing tiptoed, and the Evil Sword Yue Lian fell into his arms. Half in surprise and half in alarm, he landed on Guyin Cliff.

"There is no one here..." Gu Qing'er walked around the cliff and saw no one. He said in a relaxed mood, "We are indeed the children of destiny. Only we can have this special guidance."

Gu Qing was silent for a moment and said doubtfully: "Some are too quiet..."

"Isn't it normal to be quiet when there is no one around? If there is any sound, it means seeing a ghost." Gu Qing'er complained while taking out the "Holy Origin Crystal" he had just obtained.

"Elder brother, this thing is what the Eighth Sword Immortal claims...the source of sainthood? How to make it a saint? If I eat it now, can I become a Sword Saint?" He asked.

Gu Qing glanced at him: "Junior brother is not here, so you will take over his water-filled head, right?"

Gu Qing'er: "..."

He shook his head, put away the "Holy Source Crystal", and curled his lips and said: "It turns out that Senior Brother sometimes doesn't understand..."

Gu Qingyi was too lazy to argue with his junior brother.

The unusual silence around him made him very alert.

Because on Guyin Cliff, there are obvious traces of people fighting each other.

But now, all the people have disappeared...

Gu Qing walked to the edge of Guyin Cliff with all his heart and mind, verifying his idea.

"Woo"

The strange evil wind keeps whimpering all year round.

Gu Qing squatted down and rubbed the gravel on the edge of the cliff. There was light in his eyes and he waved: "Come here."

Gu Qing'er immediately ran over and squatted down: "Elder brother, what's the matter?"

"Touch it."

"Touched, what next?"

"What did you touch?"
To be continued...