The fifth prince sighed, "I have never heard of any means that people can change their eyes. It's just that this man uses his body to block the depraved worms. This method is unheard of. How can the children of aristocratic families in Youzhou have such ability? In addition, Pei Yunqi, who usually has eyes on his head, is so close to him. I believe that except for the green-eyed boy in Heishawa, he can no longer be someone else."

"This makes sense." The woman said: "Then these powerful people should be the group of people at the foot of Yinshan Mountain."

"It's time to life." The fifth prince completely lost his previous free and arrogant appearance, and said in a little disappointed manner: "The people in the north have been transferred back. As soon as I heard them, I knew that the people in Yinshan were not ordinary. However, after all, Chang'an was far away and had not been able to make friends with them, but this young man from Mingbaipo emerged."

"But it's good."

The fifth prince's loss lasted only for a breath, and he laughed again, "The people in Yinshan are willing to use it for this person, so it is the same for making friends with this person, not to mention that there is another Pei Yunqi. If you can become friends with them in Youzhou, wouldn't you have already taken the lead?"

The woman, who he called Hongxing, heard what he said, nodded calmly and said, "You are also first-class in self-comfort."

"I'm called open-mindedness."

The fifth prince glanced at the direction where the monk of the Fallen Temple escaped, but sneered, "I just don't know if this monk of the Fallen Temple is now from Changsun or Lin Xiang."

The woman thought for a while and said, "It may be yours."

The fifth prince was stunned. Seeing her not seemingly joking, he thought about it seriously, "It's not impossible, but the possibility is not too great."

"But what does this matter?"

He suddenly became the arrogant and arrogant look he had before, "Of course, people who like these things will have sex with them."

"Although the young man named An Zhilu of Yongning Xiushu Institute is still not that meaningful, he dares to bet on his luck. Pei Yunqi wanted to pull the fat man in Xu Tuibo, so I would give him a favor and ask him to do things for Xu Tuibo."

...

"There is something wrong with this fifth prince."

As soon as he got on the carriage, Gu Liubai said this to Pei Yunqi.

Pei Yunqi suddenly felt something was wrong, "What's wrong?"

"Anyone who is a serious prince should not be stuffed with such things at will?" Gu Liubai flipped his right palm and exposed the three-legged golden toad.

After looking closely at the three-legged golden toad, the bumps on the front formed a "five" character. Then he turned the golden toad over, and the word "Li" was suddenly mentioned on his belly.

Carrying Token?

Pei Yun was stunned.

It's over.

"Do you think he guesses who I am?" Pei Yunqi was in a sad mood.

"I think he might not only guess who you are, but also guess me." Gu Liubai looked at the three-legged golden toad in his hand, "How much does this thing cost?"

"If you want to sell it, no one dares to accept it." Pei Yunqiu felt a little worried. "This thing is obviously a goldware made by goldsmiths in the palace, and people outside don't imitate it."

It would be fine if she exposed herself, but she also exposed Gu Liubai's whereabouts. She felt very sorry for Gu Liubai.

"I think he's pretty good at cheating people."

Gu Liubai looked at the three-legged golden toad in his hand and quickly clarified his thoughts, "Maybe he will tell others that we are the ones he is guarding."

Pei Yun hummed with a nose, "Can he cover you? It's almost the same for you to cover him."

Gu Liubai glanced at her, "I guess that's what he thought."

"…!" Pei Yunqi was stunned for a long time and said in a deep voice: "This person is a little shameless."

...

The monk in the Fallen View flew backwards against the ground like a person who was backstroking in the water.

He floats up occasionally and sinks occasionally, avoiding all obstacles on the ground, and his back never really touches the ground.

His body was like a thin piece of paper blown by the wind.

The rust on the iron mask on his face was constantly changing, but he never adjusted his body, as if he was enjoying such a strange posture.

A real wine pot appeared in his hand.

With a light pop sound, the lid of the pot was pushed open by the true energy, and the slightly turbid wine fell like a silk thread on the mask and the hole corresponding to the mouth.

He seemed to be more relaxed, and his body was dancing and rotating in the air like a fish swimming.

There seemed to be a bit crazy in the air.

Suddenly, his flexible and light body suddenly became stiff. With a muffled groan, the true energy in his body flowed rapidly, making a strange whimpering sound. His flying body stopped, like a piece of rotating wood suddenly stood up.

Many hairs fell on his head.

Several drops of blood hung strangely in the air, gradually becoming more transparent.

The wine pot in the hands of the Fallen Monk was tilted, and the slight turbid wine continued to flow out from the mouth of the pot.

But he stood firmly on the ground, but his whole body posture was not adjusted at all.

He looked at the roof on one side with great vigilance.

There was an old woman with a hunchback there.

"Who?"

He asked out loud.

The old woman just looked at him without any response.

His whole body suddenly flew up, and the slender sword appeared in his hands again.

The dim true energy at the tip of the sword flows like a sticky and turbid wine.

The old woman seemed to just wave her sleeves.

The night wind is chaotic.

The monk from the Fallen View suddenly stared.

The true energy flowing on the tip of his sword was instantly broken.

He looked at the old woman in disbelief, feeling that the other party had not even had a single knife, but countless knifes seemed to have been cut from the air.

Eighth grade!

These two words appeared in his mind very clearly, but his subconscious mind was resisting and accepting this fact.

How is that possible!

I have never heard of such an old woman in the world who is an eighth-grade great practitioner!

Ka!

Then the mask on his face cracked into several pieces.

A pale and horror-filled face appeared in the night.

His clothes were shattered, like butterflies flying, revealing the inner armor inside his clothes.

This is a sleeveless leather armor, dark purple, with silver starlight flowing in the runes, which seems to correspond to the stars in the night sky.

There were thin knife marks on the leather armor, which did not penetrate deep, but several red lines gradually appeared on the edge of the leather armor and on his neck.

He could not use his true qi at this time. The knife energy penetrated deep into his body reminded him that as long as he used his true qi, these red lines would turn into terrifying wounds.

At this moment, a black shadow appeared behind him.

Two hands stretched out from the shadow, and it fell on him when he had not woken up at all.

His ten fingers poked several key acupoints on his body in an instant. The extremely strange and cruel qi instantly blocked all the true qi in his body, and even locked all the flesh and blood on his body.

This practitioner of the depravity view cannot move, cannot speak, and cannot even turn his eyes.

However, at this moment, a slight sound came from his heart.

Something subtle seemed to penetrate from his heart.

The divine light in his eyes disappeared instantly.

The black shadow behind him instantly bounced out silently.

"It's very evil... I can still control the insects if I completely control it..."

Xu Qi's voice sounded.

Lan Yufeng walked out from behind the courtyard wall on one side.

She walked to the depraved monk with great caution, and the transparent threads in the air flew towards her sleeves and disappeared instantly.

After standing intently for several breaths, she determined something and whispered to the direction where Xu Qi left: "It's not the Gu worm he controlled, but as long as his qi and blood stop flowing, the Gu worm planted in it will naturally explode."

"It's very weird...I'll find out next time."

Xu Qi's voice came into her ears in a vague way.

Lan Yufeng suddenly took a few steps back.

The flesh and blood on the body of the Fallen Contemplator who had just cut off his breath turned rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye and emitted a foul stench.

After the strange true energy eroded his own flesh and blood, it turned into wisps of rotten black water, slowly flowing on the ground.

Lan Yufeng carefully observed the flesh and blood changes of the Fallen Scene monk, and waited until he became a decay, like a bone dug out of the rotten soil for many years. She was sure that the insects had not survived, so she turned around and left with confidence.

...
To be continued...