Chapter 100 Stop pretending, your identity has been exposed
Seeing this, the old Taoist shook his head secretly and put away the hexagram booth.
"A layman's fortune is extraordinary. Although there are twists and turns in his fortune, he can turn danger into safety. At most, he will be a little frightened. Just pay attention to whether there are any bad people around him."
The old Taoist hung his robe on his shoulder and said, "Since I am destined to be a layman, I won't accept my wife's money this time. I'll say goodbye to you and see you again if we are destined."
Hou Miaoyin calmed down, took out some money from the small purse at her waist, and gave it to the old Taoist, "Thank you, the old Taoist, for your kind words. I will definitely accept your kindness."
The old Taoist's eyebrows were slightly open, but his face was reserved, "How can you be embarrassed? This, this..."
However, the movements in his hands were not slow at all. With a slight push, he took the money, threw it into the bag, then quickly mounted the green bull and rode away in a hurry.
The look of being greedy for money but pretending to be reserved was brought to life by him, which made Hou Miaoyin laughable and made the guards secretly despise him.
After leaving the capital, Lao Dao wandered around the villages and towns on the outskirts of the city.
At night, the old Taoist settled in a small town and lay on the bed of the inn. He couldn't help but think about it. This method seemed to be of no use!
In a daze, the old Taoist fell into a deep sleep.
It wasn't until late at night that he stood up at the sound of a noise and looked warily toward the window. He saw an envelope lying quietly on the table below the window.
With a casual move, the envelope floated towards him. After reading the contents of the letter, the corners of the old man's lips slightly raised without any trace, and then he gritted his teeth and cursed.
"Whether she dies or not, what does it have to do with me?"
"Oh! No, no, no, there's that little brat Mu Chen too!"
"I wonder why the Hou family's daughter is so wealthy! It turns out that that little brat Mu Chen is planning to make her his concubine!"
"But, this is obviously a trap!" the old Taoist muttered.
After a while, the helplessness on the old Taoist's face turned into a sharp look, "How dare you threaten me, Qingxuan Sect, you simply don't know how to live or die!"
He stood up suddenly and quietly climbed out of the window, his figure fleeting in the night wind.
It wasn't until he couldn't see his figure clearly that a black figure walked out of the darkness, patted his chest, turned around and disappeared into the night.
The moon was dark and the wind was high, and in a dilapidated and deserted village, the black shadow appeared quietly like a ghost.
"What happened?" someone asked in the darkness.
The black shadow shared the information he heard, and finally said: "I guess this old Taoist should be Mu Jiuge's junior brother, but his senses are quite keen. Originally, I wanted to catch him directly to save all these troubles.
Woolen cloth!"
"It's too dangerous to catch him without any preparation. He has a lot of life-saving things on him. This is how Gu Wancheng and the others fell into his hands."
"But Wakata took action..."
"Is this small shrimp worth Tian Dushi's taking action?"
"Ugh! That's a humiliation to lift him up."
No one could see the figure clearly, only the voice echoed quietly, and a man and a woman in another place looked pale, and their hearts were extremely tangled.
They don’t know if the other party told them on purpose, but they always feel that the more they hear it, the scarier they feel. Who does the other party want to invite into the trap by setting up such a trap?
The more Mu Chen thought about it, the more he felt that the matter was a bit scary. Those words sounded like they were directed at his master-uncle Jun Buqi, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that it was definitely not that simple.
what should I do?
what can I do?
Mu Chen looked at the trembling woman in his arms, feeling a little helpless. These thieves were so courageous that they dared to arrest the prince and the future princess in the imperial capital.
Thinking of this, Mu Chen started to worry about his life again.
If the other party even dares to do such a thing, will they let them go back?
Isn’t it said that this woman is destined to have a prosperous husband?
But we had just come into contact with her, so why were we so unlucky?
Just when Mu Chen was thinking wildly about this, a voice sounded outside, "It's really easy to find, it turns out you rats are hiding in this deserted village."
The night wind was howling and everything was still. Mu Chen wanted to speak, but couldn't. It wasn't that he was embarrassed, but that his mouth was sealed.
"Jun Buqi, stop pretending, your identity has been exposed." A figure shrouded in darkness walked out holding Mu Chen and Hou Miaoyin by their necks.
"If you don't want them to die, just throw your storage bag over and capture them obediently."
The old Taoist stroked his beard and laughed loudly, then looked solemn and said with a snort: "You are captured without any help? How ridiculous! We, the monks, are dedicated to killing evil and eliminating demons. We have put life and death aside for a long time. When have we ever compromised with evil demons? My grandnephew, layman Hou,
You can go in peace! Pindao will avenge your great vengeance for you, I swear!"
Mu Chen's eyes widened when he heard this. It was unimaginable. But Hou Miaoyin's expression did not change much, because she had experienced this kind of thing before.
When seeing this veteran, Hou Miaoyin's mood was somewhat complicated. She had just met him in the morning, and he reminded himself to be careful around him!
Who would have thought that he would actually be right?
But who is Jun Buqi?
Little grandnephew?
She silently glanced at Mu Chen, who had an incredible look on his face.
As if feeling Hou Miaoyin's gaze, Mu Chen's expression gradually returned to calm. Other girls are calmer than him. Isn't he a failure as a prince?
Although Mu Chen was indeed extremely scared in the face of death, at this time, he could not continue to lose his composure. He only hoped that his little master could be more secure.
At this time, the old Taoist raised his arms, and a formation spread out directly above his head. Twenty-eight flying swords emerged from the formation and rotated around his body.
On the ground, streaks of mysterious light rose up. In the blink of an eye, the originally abandoned village was directly covered by various formations. Even the old Taoists in the air were enveloped by the formations.
However, when those sword lights flew out, these formations could not resist them at all. Almost in the blink of an eye, these formations were shattered, and the sword lights were like shining in the night sky.
The man in black who was pinching Miaoyin and Mu Chen's necks didn't even know how he died. When he came back to his senses, he could only see a headless corpse with one hand pinching each person's neck.
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Then, a golden elixir rushed out from the headless corpse, but was crushed by a sword light.
A burst of black energy rose from the corpse, but it was taken away by a black gourd.
"You are not Jun Buqi, who are you?"
In the darkness, a voice sounded, and the light of formations was seen rising.
"Hahaha...haven't you always hoped that Separation would appear? Pindao is here!"
The old Taoist figure squirmed and slowly turned into a young man. A handsome Taoist priest with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes and a bold nose appeared in front of everyone.
"It's really you, Ye Tian!"
"He really went back to Vietnam! The remnants of Zhou Yuan actually resorted to such deeds."
A black figure squirmed in the darkness and emerged from the shadows, "Yetian, I have been waiting for you for a long time. I originally thought that I would put more effort into it, but I didn't expect it to be so simple."
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