Zhao Changhe held back the anger of his failure, and with the remaining violence of the blood demon in his eyes, he strode towards the trap.
This is a trap in the village, just next to the martial arts field. Zhao Changhe personally asked people to dig it. He said that no one would have thought that there were traps in such a place. Yue Hongling was listening nearby... Unexpectedly, it was actually this trap that caught him.
Got fish.
However, Yue Hongling later had people remove all the thorns from the traps in the stronghold, and they were only used to trap the enemy. Even if the night raider was lucky now, before, he might have been pierced by the sharp thorns below, so how could there be a stalemate?
…
Zhao Changhe came to the edge and took a look. He saw a group of gangsters holding spears surrounding the pit and poking down. The sword light flashed in the pit, and no matter how many spears were stabbed, they could not hurt a hair below.
The opponent's sword seemed to be a precious sword. Many of the spears were cut off as soon as they were stabbed, leaving only a bare half of a short stick in the hand. But there were too many people, and they were stabbing one after another, and the opponent couldn't get out.
Zhao Changhe was speechless. Judging from this scene, it looked like novices were pecking each other.
You've trapped people in a trap, and that's all you do? You've been struggling for half an hour and you're still poking around here?
The same goes for the one below. Judging from the swordsmanship and the sword, it should have a high-level inheritance. It feels like there is also a second or third level of inner sect practice. If you step on a trap with this kind of practice, shouldn't you notice something is wrong at the first time?
You can fly away instantly with Qinggong? How could you fall into a pit? Like Yue Hongling, you were also messed up by the sword energy in your body?
Is this experience and adaptability to enemies taught by dogs?
"Boss!"
"The boss is here!"
"Look how arrogant this little girl is!"
A group of people made a way for Zhao Changhe to pass by. In this moment of opportunity, the sword energy was so cold that he rushed out and almost escaped.
A blood moon suddenly appeared, and the sword light came from the sky. There was a loud "clang" sound, and with a slight muffled groan, the sword light fell back into the pit.
Zhao Changhe stood at the edge of the pit and looked down. A little girl looked up and glared, with some dissatisfaction and fear in her eyes.
The little girl looked quite miserable, with water dripping all over her body and her head and face. She seemed to have fallen into a pit and triggered a mechanism and was splashed with ice water. No matter how warm the spring is in February, it is still cold.
, is her cultivation strong enough?
Zhao Changhe was full of irritability at this time and didn't bother to think too much. He said directly: "There are two ways for you. One, continue to resist. We will roll a big rock over and push it into the pit, and you can turn into spring mud to protect the flowers.
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The little girl froze there with a dissatisfied look on her face.
It was over, and I thought I could hold on for a while longer. If my brother found out that he was missing, he would definitely find him, but this...
The gangsters nearby were blushing.
After a stalemate for half an hour, it turned out to be that simple.
Zhao Changhe continued: "Two, throw out your sword and surrender. I need a wife to support the stronghold."
The girl's face turned red and she said angrily: "You can just crush me to death! I'd rather die than surrender!"
"Tsk, I don't have much ability, but I have a bad temper." Zhao Changhe began to unbuckle his belt: "Seeing as your swordsmanship is not perfect yet, I didn't have time to pee when I got up at night, so I'll take a dip first to see you off."
The girl was stunned: "You are obscene! No, wait, wait a minute..."
"Um?"
"Don't pee! I, I surrender."
Surrounding gangsters: "..."
Why didn't we think of this trick?
No, how could this trick be useful?
The girl muttered: "You, you can't touch me, I am a member of the imperial court."
Did this little girl just run away from some golden nest to play? She is so naive.
People from the imperial court? What a coincidence, we are bandits, and we are playing with the people from the imperial court.
Seeing the sword thrown out by the little girl feebly, people have already imagined countless plots of pornographic novels in their minds.
The people from the imperial court were somewhat useful to Zhao Changhe, but not very useful. However, the girl's innocence made him want to laugh, and the irritability and violence just now subsided a lot.
He picked up the girl's sword and looked at it for a long time: "You guys go back, do whatever you have to do, and don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."
People winked and dispersed. Zhao Changhe tapped the girl's acupuncture points and picked her up: "Let's go, little girl, come into the house with me."
"You can't use me as the wife of a stronghold." The girl said angrily: "When my brother comes, I will slaughter all of your copycats!"
"Oh, there's a backstage, right?" Zhao Changhe was really funny: "Come on, little girl, I'm not a good person, but I'm not a lolita person either. I'm not interested in your skinny figure, but I've never seen anyone in the court.
Man, there's something I want to know."
The girl looked down upon death: "If you ask me, I won't tell you anything."
"Tsk." Zhao Changhe sneered and unbuttoned his belt.
The girl's expression changed drastically: "You dare!"
"When you surrendered, didn't you ever think that although this thing won't fall on your head, it will change its position?"
"You are obscene! Shameless! Shameless!"
Of course, Zhao Changhe just wanted to scare him. When he saw this, he was about to add a few words when there was another knock on the door: "Boss, boss!"
Zhao Changhe frowned: "What's the matter?"
"Headmaster Fang is here. He said that he has captured someone from the imperial court. The villagers are not allowed to deal with it without authorization. They must submit it to the sub-rudder. This is the rule."
"Damn it!" Zhao Changhe sneered: "How can he fly? Come so fast? Someone reported it to him half an hour ago. It was obvious that he came here just to grab a woman from me.
You know you are a member of the imperial court, why are you pretending to be his mother?"
Don't dare to make a sound outside the door.
"Okay, where is he?"
"It's on the mountain road, almost to the village."
"I know, I will take this woman and send her there."
There was no sound outside the door.
Zhao Changhe turned his head and glanced at the girl, who looked at him with a pale face.
"Oh, do you know what will happen if you surrender?" Zhao Changhe pulled her out and walked all the way to the gate of the village.
"Zhao Changhe! I thought you were a man! This servile servant is trying to fawn over the helmsman. You are not worthy... eh?"
Before she finished speaking, the girl found that her acupuncture points had been released, and the confiscated sword was put back into her hand.
"Are you stupid? Who told you that there is only one door in the cottage? This is the back door!" Zhao Changhe waved his hand: "Go quickly, you are such an idiot. You should train with Mr. Tang for three more years before telling you about the mission. Don't think it's a chance."
All the robbers here are as easy to talk to as me."
The girl looked at him stupidly: "You...do you know who I am?"
"Isn't it from Tang Shouzuo's sect?"
"Yes."
"That's it." Zhao Changhe said impatiently: "No matter who sent you, I won't do such a low-level thing. Originally, I said I was from the imperial court, but I planned to ask you something. Since the time is unfortunate,
Then forget it, get out of here, I still have things to do, don’t waste my time here."
The girl said: "You, you are the helmsman of the fourth level of the entrance, but you have not broken the third level. You secretly released the prisoners of the imperial court, and he found out, what will you do..."
"Huh? Are you awake now?" Zhao Changhe laughed out loud: "Okay, I have my own opinion, just don't get in the way."
The girl lowered her head, pursed her lips and murmured for a long time, and suddenly took out two wet pills from her pocket: "This pill will help you break through the third level. Thank you, me, I will find someone to help you immediately!"
After finishing his speech, he turned around and flew away. He seemed to know that he was just a hindrance at his level, so he went to bring in reinforcements.
Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment. This light skill was elegant, graceful and unparalleled. He must have come from a famous family. Which famous family would let such an innocent child come out to show off? It was really...wait...a famous family nearby, Cui Yuanyong has a sister.
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He looked down at the elixir in his hand speechlessly. Is it the Cui family's medicine?
I put it on the tip of my nose and smelled it, and soon I felt a touch in my Dantian.
Obviously this is an internal elixir, which helps Xia Ji Eighth Refining, not the Blood Evil Technique... But for now, he is using Xia Ji Eighth Refining as an auxiliary and booster for the Blood Evil Technique.
Can't you try it too?
No matter what, Fang Buping came to the door.
Zhao Changhe raised his head and swallowed a pill, letting the breath of his dantian begin to swirl, and strode towards the Juyi Hall.
Wang Dashan and others were setting up wine and food in the hall to welcome Fang Buping for guidance. When they saw Zhao Changhe coming in, they were stunned for a moment: "Boss, where is that woman?"
Zhao Changhe walked forward as if casually and said with a smile: "We will talk about women later. I want to borrow something from you."
Wang Dashan didn't know what he meant and said with a smile: "See what you say, boss, just take whatever you want. What do you mean by borrowing? I don't know what you want?"
"I want to break through the third level of Blood Evil Skill. Everything is ready. I just need the Blood Evil Qi to help." Zhao Changhe said, and suddenly pulled out the steel knife: "I came here to lend you a hand!"
"Whoosh!"
The sword flashed and blood spurted out.
Wang Dashan's head flew up, his eyes still fixed in astonishment and disbelief in mid-air.
He, how dare he?
Captain Fang has arrived...
The whole audience was shocked, looking at Zhao Changhe's unconcealed violent color, everyone's heart was trembling, and their legs were shaking.
"Boom!" Zhao Changhe looked inside his dantian. The effect of the elixir just now was extremely terrifying. The air flow swirled rapidly, spreading throughout the meridians and penetrating the acupoints. He had not planned to break through the Tanzhong acupoint on the third level of the internal entrance, which he had not planned to break through.
It actually broke at this moment.
At the same time, murderous intent was unleashed, and blood-evil energy surged up into his heart and rushed straight to the spiritual platform. The energy and blood surged like a tidal wave, viciously rushing towards the fascia that had been blocked before.
The internal energy that had just been broken through was decisively summoned and merged with the blood evil energy, causing the fascia to burst through in severe pain.
Zhao Changhe looked up to the sky and let out a roar, covering up the intense pain of the breakthrough. He slashed the plaque of the Juyi Hall with another knife and left with a loud laugh: "It is said that one is practicing the Dao without being Dao, and that Juyi is without righteousness. What's the use of keeping it! See you later!