Chapter 18 020: Ask first, ask the knife in your hand, rush into the night (next week’s update will be changed to 12 noon)

Chen Dengming stepped forward with a smile and was about to speak. He took out a low-grade spiritual stone without any trace in his hand, thrust it towards the monk opposite, and said with a smile.

"Master Immortal, a small amount of sincerity is not enough to show respect. This was given to me by the Immortal Master from Jinzifang last time. This junior has little talent and cannot use it."

The light of the spirit stone is quite conspicuous in the night.

As the saying goes, when Qian's eyes opened, the monk's tense face suddenly became unnatural and relaxed a little. The cold eyes he looked at Chen Dengming became a little warmer. He stretched out his hand to take the petition and relaxed.

"Yes, I'm pretty good at things. What's the future of following Jinzifang? It's a wise choice to hang out with our Hutong Street Ming boss. Are you saying you don't know how we got into conflict?"

Seeing Chen Dengming's confused expression and his sincere and humble attitude, the monk nodded with satisfaction and led the way.

"The conflict between our two families has been going on for a long time, but this time Jinzifang went too far. He actually blamed the death of an old monk under his command on the streets of our alley and repeatedly caused trouble."

"oh?"

Chen Dengming's heart moved.

It can't be such a coincidence, right? Old monk?

He walked step by step and listened to what the other person continued to say, gradually feeling a little embarrassed in his heart.

Once he actually meets the other party, and the other party makes any demands, or forces him to switch to an alley, he will agree even if he doesn't agree, and then he will be the meat on the chopping block.

Thinking that Xu Wei had just said that he had no money to change his residence, but was willing to give him money to run away, I couldn't help but have mixed feelings in my heart, so I could only say it from a distance.

Turn around and rush out the door.

At this time, the third innate man came to his senses in shock, and his first reaction was not to fight immediately, but to retreat while screaming in fear.

When I said the last four words "be careful", the window was already closed with a bang.

Chen Dengming sighed inwardly and looked deeply at Xu Wei, "I'm going to go out to avoid it first. Miss Xu, take care of yourself!"

Chen Dengming is not a fool. These Kalami blocked his front and rear as soon as they appeared. They obviously had bad intentions. It's a good thing that he didn't see the big boss now.

At this moment, a dark shadow popped out of Chen Deng's ears and bit the monk on the cheek.

He quickly dug out another spiritual stone he had hidden, and then took out the refined bamboo strips and loach Gu from all corners.

Swords intersect.

But now, the big boss in Hutong Street has also targeted him because of the waistband given by Fairy Luo, which is a bit troublesome.

Chen Dengming raised his energy and leapt forward, quickly returning to his residence at lightning speed.

Chen Dengming advanced bravely in the rapids. He let out a long roar, arousing a powerful fighting spirit. He strode forward and slashed out with his sword again. The astonishing sword energy was like a raging sea wave, striking hard at the long sword that the opponent was blocking.

Although other monks speculated about the relationship between him and Fairy Luo, as long as they were smart and careful, they would associate a lot with his mortal status and might not really be concerned about it.

Behind the window, Xu Wei's expression alternated between happiness and sadness, her pretty face was breathtaking, elegant and moving.

To this day, he still remembers the smell of that cold meal. He remembers it better than any delicacy he has ever eaten, because there is something extra in that meal - sincerity! This may be cold and cruel.

On the road to cultivating immortality, the only thing that still emits warm light is.

What happened in such a flash was so fast that it was dizzying to watch.

As for the Luo family's waist card given by Fairy Luo, he knows best about it. It has limited uses and he has nothing to do with Fairy Luo.

People die almost every day, and among them the most numerous ones are Xiantian. Who has never seen a dead person?

But this time, someone actually killed the monks in Hutong Street. If the people who took action were from Jinzifang, then the gathering place would be even more chaotic in the next period of time.

The light of the sword rises and the shadow of the sword falls.

Isn't this a perfect match?

Just like when he first arrived, he huddled under the eaves of the other party, and the other party casually gave him a meal.

Sometimes, it is never a shame to have trouble finding friends.

Sparks exploded with a "clang" sound.

The old monk from Jinzifang mentioned by the other party died in the grove to the north outside the gathering place. Preliminary estimates indicate that the time of death was exactly one month ago, and he died in his own practice place.

He took a long breath, narrowed his sharp eyes, picked up the monk's money bag and looked at it, his face turned dark.

"You poor man! You don't even have a single spiritual stone! The interest you just borrowed from my spiritual stone is not enough."

It was the old monk who died in his own hands more than a month ago.

Chen Dengming turned around, and a shadow suddenly struck him. He was startled, and he subconsciously grasped it with his fingers. The fragrant wind filled his nostrils, but it was a money bag embroidered with mandarin ducks.

Chen Dengming looked over there in surprise.

The broken knife trembled, and the blade slid across the opponent's neck. The sound and touch of the blade entering the flesh and brushing against the cartilage and blood vessels were especially clearly conveyed to Chen Dengming's ears and palms.

Xu Wei looked at Chen Dengming's majestic back, an impulse came to her lips, and she couldn't help but want to shout out the words "Take me".

Then he opened the monk's head wrapped in the cloak and let the blood centipede suck the poisonous blood from his face to prevent others from seeing any clues. Then he used the monk's blood to scribble a line of words on the wall.

Chen Dengming held the shriveled money bag in his hand, dumbfounded, and was about to retreat, but saw that the windows were closed, so he had no choice but to give up.

Therefore, now he must leave immediately in order to protect himself wisely. It is simply impossible to please both sides and have the advantage of both sides.

In the chaotic gathering place of casual cultivators, killing and being killed is nothing short of normal.

"Changing places?"

"Take a certain knife!"

The third Xiantian Kuang spat out a mouthful of blood, his sword shattered inch by inch, and the tiger's mouth collapsed. Before he could fall out, Chen Dengming dodged.

"Go out? Leave the gathering place?"

The real shame is that when you are in trouble, you have no friends to turn to.

But seeing that Xu Wei's ears were slightly red with embarrassment, Dai Mei frowned and said, "I don't know what kind of trouble you have gotten into, so you don't hesitate to leave the gathering place. But as the so-called emergency in the world requires you to prepare for the expenses when you run away, even though I am born

I am humble, but I also understand that these spirit grains are my savings and are clean money. I hope you can use them. There are monsters outside the gathering place, so be careful."

Within a moment, some figures appeared at the entrance of the alleyway one after another. When they saw the corpse on the ground, some people exclaimed, while others stared at the money bags on the two innates with greedy eyes. But when they saw the headless monk's body, they all started to panic.

clam down.

"Thank you very much. When I come back another day, I will repay you twice as much!"

Qi Ji noticed that someone was approaching, and he immediately leaned over to take back the spiritual stone Gu that he had handed over to the monk. He also took out the talisman that the other person was holding tightly in his hand, lifted the monk's severed head, and pulled off the patch.

He quickly wrapped himself in a cloak, regained his strength, jumped over the alleyway, and left quickly.

"Chen's spiritual stone is not so easy to collect."

In this moment, Chen Dengming shouted loudly, his eyes became extremely fierce, as if he was a different person, and he drew the sword to kill. His majestic upper body muscles flexed, and the sword energy of the broken sword surged, and in an instant he cut down another innate man.

's head.

The time of death, place of death, and age of the deceased all matched.

This panic made them stunned for a moment.

The next moment, he suddenly struck out with a sword and chopped off his immortal master's head. They didn't even see the blood centipede in front of the sword. The immortal master's head was already flying up in their wide and shocked eyes, and the blood was flying.

It all got in their faces.

During this period, there was a lot of friction between the two forces, and Hutong Street actually took the blame for him.

It was not difficult for him now, but he found that he could not refuse this sincere gift.

"The battle between Jinzifang and Hutong Street is probably going to get more intense. Miss Xu, you'd better find another place to avoid it."

In the bloody storm, between the rising of the rabbit and the falling of the falcon, three people died in Chen Deng's palm and cut off his knife.

Among them, the most threatening monk, even the most effective spiritual energy protection and the most lethal talisman, did not even have time to successfully use his life-saving talisman, and he was already drunk on the spot.

The monk had not completely relaxed his vigilance. As soon as his expression changed, he was about to activate the talisman he had been holding in his hand.

Unexpectedly, Jinzifang was responsible for Hutong Street.

Chen Dengming paused for a moment, glanced at Xu Wei's pretty face, which had become much less swollen, hesitated for a moment, and then reminded him.

Chen Dengming looked at the corpses that fell to the ground one after another, looked at the monk's eyes widened in disbelief, and held the familiar handle of the broken knife tightly with his palm.

"When you come back another day, maybe you won't have to return it... I won't have any use for you..."

"Chen Langjun, what are you doing?"

However, as soon as the spiritual energy was mobilized, the monk felt swelling and pain in the meridians of the palm of his hand that had received the spiritual stone before, causing the spiritual energy in his body to become stagnant.

…

The power of this sword was so powerful that the monk's neck was broken immediately, and the whole body did not even shake at all, and then blood spurted out like a pillar.

The two innates who followed behind just thought that the 'new little Mengxin' was chatting and laughing with their immortal master just a moment ago.

Just at this moment, neighbor Xu Wei seemed to hear some noise. He opened the window and saw Chen Dengming going out with a surprised look on his face, carrying large and small bags in his hands.

Almost at the moment when Chen Dengming's mind wandered and he made up his mind, the monk next to him who was about to speak to him also noticed a hint of hostility.

For a moment, he seemed to once again feel the feeling of fighting against the lonely city in the past and testing the world with swords. The unhappiness of being scorned by the immortal cultivators and mortals one by one in these days was finally vented at this moment.

After saying this, Chen Dengming turned around and hurriedly left with his backpack.
To be continued...