At this time, several tall and strong men with different hair colors walked slowly, their heavy steps seeming to crush the floor.

The leader wore a wolf-head mask that covered his eyes, and his waist-length golden hair looked extremely smooth and smooth. It was tied up casually with a black leather rope, giving it a lazy and mysterious feeling.

The masked man seemed to notice the probing gazes of the crowd, and suddenly stopped, turning his neck slightly to look at the crowd, and after scanning around, he finally stopped at Zhang Lingyun.

Just when everyone was kicking and uneasy and began to recall when they provoked such a person, the masked man turned around again and walked towards his position as if nothing happened.

"Hey, I was scared to death. The group of people just now were filled with murderous aura. They were more terrifying than the bandits who killed without blinking an eye!"

Looking at the retreating figures of the group of people, Zhang Lingshuang suddenly gasped for air, her body trembled unnaturally, and she expressed her unique feelings as if chatting.

Zhang Lingyu saw that the junior sister was indeed frightened again, and hurriedly leaned over to help his wife, and then looked at the group headed by the man in the wolf mask, with an imperceptible fierce look in his eyes.

"Little Junior Sister, I'm afraid she has never killed a living person until now!"

Zhang Lingyun, who had experienced countless killings and witnessed the cruel experiments of the Chinese people, did not feel anything strange at all. He could not help but take a deep breath and expressed his judgment.

"Third Junior Brother, are you suspecting that I can't protect my wife, so she needs to do that bloody thing!?"

Zhang Lingyun's words were like water dripping into hot oil, instantly stirring up a thousand waves. His questions seemed to be both accusations and questions, which instantly made Zhang Lingyu furious. He shouted sternly, as if Zhang Lingyun had acknowledged his mistake and lowered his head.

Zhang Lingyu, who was deeply afraid that the lady in his arms would be frightened, deliberately tightened his arms and kept stroking her back to calm her emotions.

"Second Junior Brother, don't be impatient. What Third Junior Brother said is very meaningful. I will report this matter to Master later and then make a decision!"

Zhang Lingxiao, who had not lost his ability to judge due to concern, instantly understood what his junior brother meant, and couldn't help but secretly feel lucky for his careful observation, which led to the early discovery of this major hidden danger.

However, due to such a crowded place, it was really not suitable to continue arguing. As the senior brother, Zhang Lingxiao immediately came out to mediate.

Mortals may not necessarily have the need to kill people in their lives, but being a cultivator is very different. Monks have to shoulder the responsibility of balancing the three realms, and they also have to perform the important task of slaying demons. Therefore, no cultivator will have a fear of killing.

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But Zhang Lingshuang's performance just now was too weak, just a living person wearing a mask, so she was so frightened that she gasped and trembled all over.

When the Battle of the Forbidden Tournament begins, there will inevitably be bloody scenes of swords and swords. When everyone competes with a drag bottle, they are afraid that they will be dragged down by their companions before the enemy makes any move!

Zhang Lingyun, who felt that the atmosphere around him was extremely awkward, felt that his location should be insignificant to the VIPs at the entire night banquet.

The young man should not be discovered, so he found an opportunity to leave the table and prepare to go out for some air. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, he was blocked by several Taoist nuns walking towards him.

"Senior Brother Zhang... I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much!"

Situ Wan'er, who had just stepped into the hall and was about to take a seat, was thinking about whether she could meet someone from the 'Zhengyi Sect' when she noticed a familiar figure appearing and immediately pulled Yue Qingfeng towards Zhang Lingyun.

The Taoist nuns who were traveling with him thought that some dispute had occurred, and subconsciously followed Yue Qingfeng's footsteps, and also gathered around him. In an instant, the scene was so embarrassing that people were at a loss as to what to do.

"Today we are hosting a banquet for the envoys from various countries. We, our colleagues, can get together anytime, but it would be better not to overwhelm the host here!"

Zhang Lingyun felt countless pairs of eyes casting probing glances, in order to prevent some interested people from using this as an unfavorable excuse for collusion between various teams in the Qing Dynasty.

Zhang Lingyun immediately bowed politely and declined Situ Wan'er's intention to chat. His eyes glanced back and forth between the desk and the outside of the hall a few times, and finally walked out of the hall as if running away.

Looking at the many maids who were extremely busy around him, as well as the foreign envoys being brought into the Qin'an Palace one after another, Zhang Lingyun, who really didn't like such a noisy environment, looked around and thought of a perfect hiding place.

Zhang Lingyun strode into Wanchun Pavilion, turned around and hid behind a stone pillar nearly half a meter wide, waved his hand and drew an invisibility charm in the void to attach to himself, and walked to the second floor openly.

Looking at the several plates of exquisite pastries placed on the table, as well as the hot tea that looked like it had just been brewed, Zhang Lingyun was even more sure of the correctness of his choice, and sat down with a contented look on his face.

As the crowds downstairs became thinner and thinner, a group of people wearing spacious robes and wooden clogs arrived belatedly and entered the Qin'an Hall with arrogant and arrogant steps.

Looking at the unusually familiar attire, which was the standard for Chinese people, Zhang Lingyun couldn't help but snorted coldly, and at the same time rolled his eyes to express his mood at this time.

"A group of short and naughty people who don't know the heights of the world can't hold back even if they pull like this!"

The young man wearing a wolf-head mask slowly walked up to the second floor of the empty Wanchunting, holding a dish he had taken from the maid.

After placing the tray smoothly on the table, the masked boy's eyes moved back and forth between the two chairs, and after finally choosing one, he sat down suddenly.

Although Zhang Lingyun was a little unwilling to be disturbed by others in his pure time, in order to avoid the trouble after being discovered, he still turned around and left the chair at the moment when the other party was about to approach.

"You... did it on purpose! No, you can actually see through the spell I cast!?"

Zhang Lingyun, who thought this was the end of the matter, turned around and found that the handsome young man had not sat down, but was staring straight at where he was.

After confirming that his invisibility charm had not lost its effectiveness, Zhang Lingyun did not bother to hide his identity and anxiously asked the young man how he found out his location.

"Your smell is very special, there is a faint medicinal fragrance surrounding you!"

The masked boy tilted his head slightly and stared at the man in front of him. He waved his hand and pointed to the position of his nose under the mask, and nodded sincerely.

"Sniff, sniff, sniff...!"

Zhang Lingyun took a few sharp breaths with a slight hesitation. Apart from the slowly wafting fragrance of vegetables, he could not smell any other smell, and his brows could not help but furrowed.

However, based on his trust in his own magic and the fact that there was a small amount of herbs stored in the storage ring, Zhang Lingyun still agreed with the other party's statement.

"It's a bit lonely to eat by yourself, do you want to join us?"

Just when Zhang Lingyun was captured by Caixiang and was about to accept his fate and go back to the banquet to fill his stomach, the masked boy seemed to sense Zhang Lingyun's hesitation and opened his mouth to retain this person who did not even show his body.

"This... is not good!"

"You are also an invited guest at the palace banquet, so there is no need to be formal!"

Sensing that the other party did not want to step into the Qin'an Hall, the masked boy suddenly stretched out his arm and waved in the air, signaling Zhang Lingyun to hurry up and take the seat. When he turned around, he took out two glass bottles filled with brown liquid.

"Haha, that's right. You are a straightforward person, and I am not a mother-in-law person. Today, let's forget about the battle in the Forbidden City and have a drink together under the moonlight!"
Chapter completed!