C60
C60
Cultivators had a mystique when it came to every step they took, and lotuses could take a life.
"Ah!" Wu Hongshan let out a mournful cry.
In the state of death, he slapped his Qiankun bag in panic. Several charms flew out and a bronze bell rose up, blocking right in front of him, but he himself had long abandoned the idea of finding the opportunity to strike, and turned to flee!
Several talismans simultaneously flashed with a yellow light, forming an energy barrier.
The copper bell instantly enlarged, becoming several meters tall. White light exploded, emitting a melodious sound.
The lotus flower had fallen.
The charms shattered.
The copper bell flew out, smashing through the shop door, sweeping across the street, embedding itself into the opposite wall, and shrinking back to a size of three inches.
Wu Hongshan's figure disappeared into the long street outside the hotel, leaving behind a trail of blood.
In the sky above the brightly lit street, Wu Hongshan's trembling roar of indignation could be heard. "Cheng Qing, you're ruthless. Just you wait!"
Cheng Qing stood by the door with a long sword in his hand. A light breeze caressed his hair, and his clothes fluttered in the wind.
Under the countless shocked gazes of the people outside, Cheng Qing chuckled and sheathed his sword. He turned around and walked back into the main hall.
With a flick of his sleeve, the Thousand Illusionary Gourd flew into his hands. The smoke in the restaurant had dispersed, returning to its original appearance.
What remained in the hall were countless tables, plates and bowls, four headless corpses, and a floor covered in blood.
Behind the counter, the restaurant manager and the attendant curled up on the floor and hugged each other as they trembled, and their crotch was covered in wetness.
Chen Qing received the Flowing Water Pearl, took out three Spirit Stones, and placed them on the counter before pulling Lin Xin out.
Taking off the copper bell that had been set into the wall, Cheng Qing suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Changle Street.
Three silhouettes stepped on the eaves and flew over, arriving in front of Chen Qing from time to time.
The people who came were a girl and two men.
The woman was wearing a purple cloak, and her black hair flowed down like a waterfall. She had delicate facial features, like eyes that would never melt. Her figure was tall and graceful, and she exuded an aloof aura that prevented strangers from approaching.
Just like how she looked at Cheng Qing.
The two men wore tight uniforms, and their temperaments were refined like two steel spears.
One of them ran straight to the restaurant and returned very quickly. He cupped his hands towards the purple-cloaked woman and said, "Young Mistress, four Wu Family swordsmen have died. All of them are third level of the Nazi realm and have not seen Wu Hongshan."
The woman did not respond to the man's words, she only looked at Cheng Qing, her voice like clear spring water, but emotionless, "I am Wei Nian Ci. Since you have sided with our Wei family, they will take responsibility for your safety. "If I meet with an attack from the Wu Clan in the future, I will definitely come back."
As he spoke, Wei Nian Ci tossed a Cosmic Bag to Cheng Qing. With the same studious tone as before, she stuttered, "One token. You can enter and leave the Wei Mansion." Five talismans were enough to block a full-powered strike from a third level ascendant. "One 2nd level long sword …
She was not surprised by Cheng Qing's achievements.
Her words were calm and unhurried.
Her words were short and concise, not a single word superfluous.
She spoke and acted in a measured manner. Her thoughts were clear, her logic was strict, and she did not have any emotions. She carried with her a commanding aura, as if she had never thought that someone would question her and interrupt her.
She was very conceited. The conceited were not to be questioned.
But now, before she could finish, she had to stop.
Because the bag he threw to Cheng Qing was blocked by him with a brush of Cheng Qing's sleeve.
Wei Nian Ci did not pick up the bag, but it still flew out and landed on the ground.
The things she had said, the things she had given out, would never be taken back.
She was very proud. A proud person was not allowed to be disobedient.