After eating, Qianyu and the others found a dilapidated inn to stay. Shaqiang went to inquire about the matters related to the Spirit Gathering Master Competition. Seven days later, the Spirit Gathering Master Competition will be held in Juling Pavilion. There will be no contestants in this competition.
There are too many thresholds, as long as you are a spiritual gathering master, you can participate.
Qianyu has no plans for the time being. He is worried about Yuniang. Yuniang believes that he is her husband and sticks to him all day long, which makes him very distressed.
"Damn monk, why should I bear the responsibility if you did something wrong?" Qianyu could only complain a few words, but Bu Laoshi seemed to have disappeared from the world, with no news at all.
At night, Yuniang wanted to sleep in the same bed with Qianyu, but Qianyu kept shaking his head, determined not to sleep with Yuniang.
"Lang Jun, have you forgotten what you said to me in bed that day?" Yuniang's eyes became moist, Qianyu sighed helplessly and said: "Miss Yu, I really
I'm not your husband. I beg you to let me go..."
"My husband once said that he would stay with me for the rest of his life, but it has only been more than half a month, and has he changed his mind?" Yu Niang began to cry, looking very pitiful.
"Alas!" Qianyu sighed again and said, "Okay, I'll sleep with you."
Yuniang immediately became beaming, held Qianyu's wrist, and then snuggled into Qianyu's arms. Qianyu could not avoid it and could only accept it.
"Mr. Lang, hold me." Qianyu remained motionless, as stiff as a pillar, and Yuniang made the request.
"Miss Yu, it's getting late, let's go to bed quickly." Qianyu let go of Yuniang, and Yuniang nodded, then undressed and took off her belt in front of him. For a moment, Qianyu turned her head away.
, said: "Miss Yu, what are you doing?"
"Take off your clothes." Yu Niang took it for granted, "Shouldn't you take off your clothes when sleeping?"
"But," Qianyu wanted to find a reason, but couldn't tell what was wrong.
Yu Niang blushed and hugged Qianyu from behind. Qianyu could clearly feel Yu Niang's body temperature, which made his body stiffen again, "Yu Niang, walls have ears, we better not get too close."
"Mr. Lang, since that night, I am yours. I don't care what others say. I only care about you." Yuniang happily clung to Qianyu's back. Qianyu is a man after all, and his body is like fire.
He was still on fire, but he quickly calmed down and decided not to do anything to regret Ling Yun.
"We have to find a way to get rid of Yu Niang." Qianyu quietly took out some purple powder, which can make ferocious beasts faint in an instant. Then he waved it behind him, and the powder filled the air, and Yu Niang could smell it.
After smelling the smell, he immediately became trance-like and had a feeling of fainting.
"Lang Jun, this is..." Before she could finish speaking, Yu Niang was already in a dizzy state. Qian Yu dragged her to the bed, covered her with a quilt, blew out the oil lamp, then went out and came to
Stupid room.
Shaqiang had already fallen asleep, and slept soundly. Qianyu came in, but Shaqiang didn't react at all.
"Shaqiang, I can only sleep with you tonight." Qianyu made a bed beside Shaqiang's bed, then closed his eyes and started to sleep.
"boom……"
He thought he would have a good night's sleep, but Qianyu slept for less than half an hour. The sound of silly snores came like thunder, and each sound made Qianyu feel confused and unable to sleep peacefully.
In order to fall asleep, Qianyu pinched Shaqiang's nose. Shaqiang slept like a dead pig with no response. The snoring stopped. Qianyu breathed a sigh of relief, "I can finally have a good sleep."
"Cha..."
Before half an hour passed, a sound like bones rubbing against each other came from Shaqiang's mouth. Qianyu was woken up again, and then he found that Shaqiang was grinding his teeth.
Qianyu's face was ashen, he was going crazy.
"I'd better go to Mengmeng's room." Having made up his mind, Qianyu immediately got up and went to Mengmeng's room.
Mengmeng's room was next door to Qianyu's. The room was dark, and Mengmeng must have fallen asleep.
After opening the door, Qianyu was surprised to find that Mengmeng was not in the room!
"Mengmeng?" Qianyu lit the oil lamp, but there was no figure of Mengmeng in the room.
"Where will she go so late?" It was already midnight. Qianyu was so anxious that he immediately went downstairs and called Mengmeng's name near the inn, but no one answered.
The half-moon above the head exudes a cool light, shining on the deserted street, making it look deserted.
"Clang clang clang!"
A fierce fighting sound came from an alley not far ahead, and Qianyu rushed towards the alley without stopping.
When he arrived, a young man in a white robe was fighting with three middle-aged men with clear faces in a narrow alley. One of the middle-aged men was holding a child in his hand, it was Mengmeng!
"Mengmeng?" Qianyu suddenly spoke. Mengmeng seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep and did not respond. However, his appearance attracted the attention of the four people.
When the young man in white robe turned around, Qianyu was startled and said in surprise: "Large intestine?"
This young man turned out to be Ying Wuchou!
"Qianyu?" Ying Wuchou also showed a look of surprise, "These three are demons from the Blood Refining Hall who specialize in sucking human blood. You must not let them take that little girl away!"
"Let's do it together!" Qianyu stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot, turned over several times in the air, and landed firmly behind the three of them. He and Ying Wuchou formed a pincer attack from the front and back, enveloping the three of them.
The strength of the three of them was all at the first level of the Solid Yuan Realm. They were all pale, skinny, and exuded the smell of blood.
Ying Wuchou's strength is also at the first level of the Solid Yuan Realm. He is short in stature, but the weapon he wields is a long sword weighing a hundred kilograms. The sword is five fingers wide and five feet long. The sword body is made of purple moiré iron, and he wields it
It can easily break through stubborn rocks.
"You two hold them back." The man holding Mengmeng ordered, and he planned to escape.
"Wind and Thunder Finger!"
Qianyu took the lead in launching the attack, pointing out the two fingers of Shi Zhong, silver energy condensed between them, sharp thunder crackled, and clicked on the body of one of them.
"Phew!" The man spat out a mouthful of smelly blood, and then his whole body became limp and turned into a pool of pus and blood, which looked particularly weird under the moonlight.
"Be careful, there is strong poison in the blood!" Ying Wuchou warned Qianyu while taking action.
"Snapped!"
The thunder and lightning on Feng Lei's fingers penetrated the blood and turned it into ashes. Because the man had turned into pus and blood, Qianyu's attack failed. However, he immediately stopped and chased after the man holding Mengmeng.
The people who had turned into pus and blood gradually returned to their original appearance, and they started fighting with Ying Wuchou. Ying Wuchou looked serious, and drew his finger on the heavy sword, and a blood line appeared on the blade.
"now!"
With a low shout, the fire attribute energy surged out, and the sword in Ying Wuchou's hand ignited a fire. The dazzling fire light illuminated the entire alley a fiery red, and the two people fighting him seemed a little afraid.
"So you monsters are afraid of fire." Ying Wuchou discovered the weakness of the two of them and caused a large amount of flames to surround the two of them. Under the burning of the flames, the two of them were burned into a pile of ashes, leaving only the thorns.
A putrid smell in the nose.
"I wonder how Qianyu is doing?" Ying Wuchou looked up at the direction Qianyu left and whispered to himself. (To be continued)