When Jin Xuan came to Dongfang Mansion quietly, it was late at night. At this time, in the dead of night, the huge Dongfang Mansion was silent. She first hid under a wall and listened quietly for a while, but did not hear any movement.
Then he jumped onto the courtyard wall.
The spiritual armor on Jin Xuan's body has long been painted black, and he is lying motionless on the high courtyard wall. In the dark night, he really seems to be integrated with the courtyard wall.
She flicked out the pebble in her hand, and the pebble hit the bluestone pavement in the courtyard, making a soft snapping sound.
Jin Xuan squinted her eyes, trained her eyesight, and looked around. After a long while, after confirming that no one was nearby, she jumped in from the courtyard wall.
Dongfang Mansion is now full of disciples of Dongfang Yehuai, all of whom are masters of spiritual martial arts. Although Jin Xuan swears in front of the Huangfu stage and doesn't care, in fact, she does not dare to have the slightest carelessness or luck in her heart. If it is true,
It would be difficult for her to escape if she was noticed by the other party and trapped in a tight siege.
This was not the first time for Jin Xuan to visit Dongfang Mansion, and he was still quite familiar with the internal environment.
She raised her legs high, placed her feet lightly, and slowly approached the hall along the courtyard wall. The hall of Dongfang Mansion has now become Dongfang Yehuai's mourning hall. To perform an autopsy, she had to sneak into the hall.
She had only taken a few steps when she heard footsteps coming from the front, and someone said in a rough voice: "Brothers, cheer up, the city is not peaceful now, we must not let thieves sneak into the house!"
Hearing the words, Jin Xuan frowned immediately. She could tell that the person speaking was Chu Xiong, the third disciple of Dongfang Yehuai. This man was very powerful in martial arts and was considered the best among the disciples of Dongfang Yehuai.
If he came to inspect, with Chu Xiong's spiritual power, he should be aware of his own spiritual pressure. Thinking of this, Jin Xuan reacted quickly and immediately took off the spiritual armor on his body, revealing the tight black clothes underneath. Then, she
He quickly took out the Sanling Pill and swallowed it.
Almost at the same time as she dissipated her spiritual pressure, a group of people walked over in front of her.
The leader was a tall and powerful man, at least 1.8 meters tall and weighing no less than 200 kilograms. He made a thumping sound when he walked. Jin Xuan quickly lay down on the ground and burrowed into the grass nearby.
The group of people did not notice Jin Xuan's presence and walked swaggering in front of her. After taking a few steps, the leading man suddenly stopped. He lowered his head and frowned at the pebbles on the bluestone road.
Then he raised his eyes and looked around.
Chu Xiong is such a careful person. He looks big and thick, but in fact he is as careful as silk. Jin Xuan subconsciously clenched his fists. As the saying goes, there is nothing wrong with throwing stones to ask for directions, but he forgot to dispose of the stones.
The big, muscular man looked around for a while and found nothing unusual. Then he kicked the stones on the road into the grass next to him and continued to walk forward. Seeing them walking away, Jin Xuanfang hid in the grass.
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After confirming that the other party was far away, she slowly stood up from the haystack, and with increasing caution, she sneaked towards the hall.
Along the way, she encountered several waves of patrolling disciples. Fortunately, Jin Xuan's reaction was fast enough and his movement was agile enough, so she avoided them all without any risk.
She walked and hid, from the backyard of Dongfang Mansion to the hall in the front yard, for nearly half an hour. When she approached the hall, she hid in an unnoticed dark corner and looked around.
There are servants guarding the outside of the hall, and there are also disciples keeping watch inside the hall. However, it is already late at night, and both the servants outside and the disciples inside are exhausted and dozing off.
Jin Xuan pondered for a moment and made a quick judgment in her mind. Then, she walked around to the side of the hall, jumped up into the air, grabbed the eaves with both hands, turned her waist and eyes upwards, and stood quietly in the hall.
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She took a few breaths on the eaves, and then slowly approached the door of the hall. When she reached the door, she took out another stone from her skirt and flicked it towards the ground in the distance.
Bang! The stone fell to the ground and made a soft sound. The bodies of the servants who were in a dazed state were shaken. They all woke up and raised their heads to look for sound.
It was just that it was dark and they couldn't see anything clearly. They looked at each other and walked forward in unison.
While they were leaving, Jin Xuan fell silently from the roof, and flashed into the hall like a ghost.
There were quite a few people in the hall, and they were all disciples of Dongfang Yehuai, but no one was awake. They were all kneeling on the mats, all already asleep with their heads hanging down.
It cannot be said that they have no filial piety towards Dongfang Yehuai, but running around for days is really too tiring. No matter how powerful their spiritual skills are, they cannot stay awake for several days in a row.
After Jin Xuan came in, he was like a whirlwind, passing by the disciples and directly entering the back of the mourning hall, where the coffins were stored.
There were only two white candles here, emitting a faint light. The huge space seemed dark, except for a huge coffin placed in the center.
On the wall behind the coffin, there is also a large portrait of Dongfang Yehuai. The atmosphere here is much more terrifying and creepy than outside.
Jin Xuan was not afraid. She slowly came to the coffin, put her hands on the coffin lid, pushed it slightly, and the coffin lid moved. She was secretly relieved. Fortunately, the coffin lid was not fixed, otherwise she would have to open it quite a lot.
It takes a lot of effort!
She tried not to make a sound and pushed the coffin lid open little by little. Dongfang Yehuai's coffin was made of mahogany, and even the lid weighed nearly a hundred kilograms. Jin Xuan just used his hands to lift the lid.
, and then gently set aside.
Jin Xuan looked into the coffin and saw the body of the great elder Dongfang Yehuai inside. His face was as pale as gray, his eyes were closed, and there was a copper coin between his lips.
She took a deep breath, clasped her fists, and bowed to Dongfang Yehuai's body. She secretly said to Dongfang Yehuai, "Elder Dongfang, please forgive me for being rude. In order to prove the innocence of my senior brother, this is the only way I can do it."
Thinking about it, she stretched out her hands to unbutton the collar of Dongfang Yehuai. But at this moment, there was a sudden muffled sound outside. Jin Xuan was shocked, wondering what happened outside.
In the mourning hall outside, two spiritual arrows flew in, and they shot out both candles on the sacrificial table.
The disciples who were keeping watch suddenly woke up and saw two bright spiritual arrows nailed to the table. The expressions of everyone present changed drastically.
"Who is it? How dare you attack your master's mourning hall!" Zhong Jiao, the eldest disciple, roared angrily, drew his sword and rushed out. But when he got outside and looked around, there was no sign of the thief anywhere.
Other disciples also followed out, constantly scanning the surroundings, and asked one after another: "Senior Brother, who attacked the mourning hall?"
Zhong Jia shook his head slowly. He was the first to rush out, but he didn't even see the shadow of the other party. He asked the servant guarding the door: "Who shot the cold arrow into the mourning hall?"
The servants were also frightened, and they shook their heads blankly, indicating that they had not seen clearly. Seeing this, Zhong Jia stamped his feet fiercely, turned his head and shouted: "Go after him immediately! No matter what, we can't let him
The thief has escaped!"
"Yes! Senior brother!" All the disciples were filled with indignation and responded in unison, trying to chase them out. However, Zhong Jia suddenly remembered something and hurriedly called them to stop: "Wait a minute!"
"Elder brother, what's wrong?"
"This is weird. Who would be so bored and take the risk to sneak into the house, only shoot two cold arrows, and then run away without hurting anyone?" Zhong Jia pondered for a moment and said fiercely: "Quick! Go and see the master's coffin! We can
Don’t fall for the thieves’ plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain!”
At this time, Zhongjia became more clever. After hearing his words, all the disciples shuddered, and without saying a word, they swarmed to the back of the mourning hall.
Jin Xuan, who was behind, heard their conversation clearly and secretly screamed, "Oh no, I'm going to be exposed!" She didn't have time to think about it, let alone do another autopsy, so she hurriedly took out the Spirit Gathering Pill, stuffed it into her mouth, and then,
Emit spiritual energy and cover the spiritual armor.
The disciples rushed over quickly, and Jin Xuan ran out even faster. Before anyone could reach the door, Jin Xuan had already jumped out like an arrow from a string.
"Ah?" A large living person suddenly jumped out of the place where the coffin was parked, which frightened all the disciples. Several of them screamed, backed away, and almost sat on the ground.
Regardless of their reactions, Jin Xuanke passed through the stunned crowd and ran straight out of the mourning hall.
"The thief is so brave. He dared to break into the family master's mourning hall privately. Just stay here!" Zhong Jaw stood at the door of the mourning hall, rounded the sword in his hand, aimed it at Jin Xuan's head and slashed it fiercely.
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Jin Xuan reacted very quickly, and like a loach, he burrowed out under Zhong Jia's armpit, and then jumped out of the mourning hall with a single stride.
The servants outside wanted to rush forward and stop Jin Xuan, but the latter didn't even look at them and jumped up in the air, directly to the eaves.
She was fast, and Dongfang Yehuai's disciples were not slow either. People followed closely behind and jumped onto the roof one after another. At the same time, Zhong Jia's Spirit Chaos Extreme was also cast in front of Jin Xuan.
Seeing that he had made a fatal move, how could Jin Xuan dare to be careless? He reached back and drew out his sword from behind his waist. While turning it into a spirit, he also used Spiritual Chaos? Ji to deal with it.
As the eldest disciple of Dongfang Yehuai, Zhong Jia's cultivation level is not much different from that of Jin Xuan. The two spiritual martial arts skills met in the air, crackling and bursting with vigor, scraping the tiles on the eaves.
A series of cracks appeared.
This thief has such a powerful spiritual force! Zhong Jia was secretly surprised, and he shouted: "Try another move from me!" As he spoke, he channeled enough spiritual energy to cast Bleeding Soul Chasing?
Jin Xuan didn't want to tangle with him any longer. She took a deep breath and used the magic of armor. Huge wings sprouted from her back. As soon as she flapped her wings, she jumped into the air, just in time to avoid the spiritual thorns cast by Zhong Jaw.
"Let's see where you are going to run away?" The disciples greeted each other, and then they all threw the spiritual swords in their hands and flew towards Jin Xuan in the air.
If there were only one or two flying spiritual swords, Jin Xuan could still dodge them, but if dozens of spiritual swords flew towards them at once, no matter how fast Jin Xuan moved, he would not be able to escape intact.
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