Bailing is indeed not simple!

Luo Qingzhou returned to the Immortal Residence, stood on the roof, looked at the back garden of Lingchan Moon Palace, thinking about the flying knife just now, and then thought of Pearl's flying knife.

Pearl's flying knife must have come from the Bailing Cult.

It turned out that he had thought that since Xia Chan was so powerful, Bai Ling must not be simple either.

However, every time he tried it, the other party acted weak and harmless, so he never tried it out.

Unexpectedly, she finally took action tonight.

What surprised him most was not that the other party could throw a knife, but that the other party could actually see him.

Except for warriors with advanced cultivation who can clearly feel him, only those who cultivate the soul can see him.

What will happen to the girl?

A hidden warrior?

Or is it a soul practicing secretly?

Of course, there is another situation. There is a certain formation arranged in the back garden of Lingchan Moon Palace that can lock the soul.

Otherwise, why would no flying knives hit him when he was on top of the pavilion, and why would the flying knives come as soon as he landed?

This situation is also very possible.

But no matter what the situation is, that girl is not simple.

Luo Qingzhou stared at Lingchan Moon Palace for a while and decided to try it again.

He flew into the air, came to the sky above Lingchan Moon Palace again, and then carefully floated down towards the pavilion in the back garden.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a "swish" sound, and a bone-chilling chill suddenly rushed from below.

At the same time, the entire Lingchan Moon Palace was suddenly enveloped by a wave of ice-blue cold air.

His whole soul suddenly felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar, and it was so cold that it felt like his whole body was about to be frozen into an ice sculpture!

He was frightened and flew upwards in a hurry.

Then he quickly left the area and flew back to the roof of Banished Immortal Residence.

Even so, his whole body was still trembling from the sudden chill that just hit him.

He raised his eyes and saw that the entire Lingchan Moon Palace was hazy in the sight of the soul and could not be seen clearly.

"Is it a formation?"

He was secretly shocked.

It seems that he was discovered for the first time just now because of the formation.

Bai Linghui Formation?

Or is it Xia Chan?

He was very familiar with this chill directed at the soul. It was exactly the same as the chill that enveloped the Lingchan Moon Palace when he was in Mo City.

In other words, this cold formation is man-made!

Is it Bai Ling or Xia Chan?

or……

His heart suddenly shook.

Or, is it Miss Qin?

He was on the roof with ups and downs, thinking wildly, and after being stunned for a long time, he penetrated the roof and returned to his senses.

He decided to use his body to explore it!

After getting out of bed, getting dressed, and covering Xiaodie with a quilt, he went out and went directly to Lingchan Moon Palace.

The night is dark.

A silver moon hangs in the night sky.

In the sight of the physical body, Lingchan Moon Palace is quiet and clear, no different from before.

He came to the door and pushed it open first.

The courtyard door is inserted from the inside.

The front yard was quiet and there seemed to be no one.

He walked under the courtyard wall next to him, jumped up onto the courtyard wall, and observed for a while on the top of the wall. After seeing that no one was inside, he jumped down lightly.

The courtyard was filled with moonlight, as white as frost.

Luo Qingzhou walked silently to the eaves, then went over to push the door without pushing.

He walked to the window of Xia Chan's room again, gently pulled it, and the window was opened.

He jumped right in.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as I landed, a chill hit me!

A cold breath pierced my throat!

Luo Qingzhou immediately said: "Chanchan!"

The cold tip of the sword touched the skin of his throat, causing his body to tremble and his whole body to shiver.

The room was pitch dark and pitch black.

In the darkness, Xia Chan's sword is the fastest and most terrifying!

Come without a sound, go without a trace, seal your throat with a sword!

"Chanchan, this is my uncle..."

Luo Qingzhou stood in front of the window, his body stiff and he did not dare to move.

Xia Chan did not put away her sword, but said coldly in the darkness beside her: "Why are you here so late?"

Luo Qingzhou stretched out two fingers, clamped the tip of the sword, and moved it away gently, then said: "My uncle was sleepwalking and went to the wrong room."

"Whoosh!"

The tip of the sword suddenly pulled out from between his fingers and pointed at his throat: "Lie."

Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to "tell the truth" and said: "My uncle misses you and wants to come and see you, is that okay?"

Xia Chan didn't speak anymore, nor did she put away the sword in her hand.

Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said: "Chanchan, my uncle just cooked porridge for you tonight and fed you. How can you point a sword at my uncle? Have you forgotten that we were under the bridge in the violent storm?

When there was lightning and thunder, did my uncle hold you and keep you warm? Have you forgotten those cold nights when you were alone planting flowers in the back garden, and only my uncle went to accompany you? Could it be..."

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, the sword was already sheathed.

Xia Chan turned around, went over and opened the door, and said coldly: "Go back, I want to go to bed."

Luo Qingzhou sighed, walked towards the door and said, "Okay. Since you don't want my uncle to accompany you, then my uncle will go and accompany Bai Ling."

Xia Chan stood at the door and said no more.

Luo Qingzhou stopped at the door, looked at her for a while, and said: "My uncle is really gone? I'm really going to accompany..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Chan had already pushed him out, closed the door and locked it.

Luo Qingzhou stayed outside the door for a while and called softly a few more times, but she still didn't open the door.

Luo Qingzhou looked at the corridor leading to the back garden, thought for a while, and walked towards Bai Ling's room.

Xia Chan stood at the door for a while. After hearing the footsteps leaving, Fang held her stomach and slowly walked to the bed and lay down on it. She frowned slightly, with a pale look on her cheeks and sweat on her forehead.

Qin comes out.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Luo Qingzhou knocked on the door gently.

The room was silent and motionless.

"Are people still setting up formations in the back garden? Or are they collecting the throwing knives they just threw?"

His heart moved and he immediately pushed the door open.

"Squeak..."

The door was suddenly pushed open.

He immediately entered the room, walked to the bed, and opened the curtain covering the bed.

The bed was empty and there was no one around.

When he was about to turn around and go to the back garden, a familiar fragrance suddenly hit his nostrils.
To be continued...