"Elder, how do you explain this wave?"

In the Demon Valley, two figures ran for their lives.

The elder was a little embarrassed, but fortunately the two were busy running away, and Liang Chao had no time to question them face to face.

"This...this...listen to my explanation..." The elder organized his words while paying attention to the monsters making trouble around him.

"Listen, please explain!" Liang Chao had no intention of exposing this matter.

"This...maybe it's a coincidence."

"Coincidence? It happened by chance? He said not to worry about the front leg, but the demon tide is coming." Liang Chao's mentality was so explosive that he had no time to care whether such an attitude would damage the elder's face.

The elder felt guilty. Although Liang Chao's attitude made him frown, he did not say anything to reprimand him.

Seeing that the elder no longer responded, Liang Chao was not aware of his gaffe at all and continued to complain. Moreover, the two of them spoke without any sound transmission, so he shouted loudly.

I don’t know if it’s to embolden people or if it’s intentional.

The elder thought that he was a genius disciple in the sect, and he had been enduring it without breaking out.

Rather than complaining about who is right or wrong, he is more concerned about whether he can talk about it.

If...it really comes to an emergency.

The elder has already made plans to abandon Liang Chao.

After all, life is the most important thing. If you lose your life, let alone the position of elder, what will happen to the sect leader.

At worst, he just defected. The underworld is so big, how could there be no place for him?

With this thought in mind, the elder silently glanced at Liang Chao, his eyes full of indifference.

Liang Chao was not aware of the elder's change at all and was still complaining...

"When I return to the sect, I must report this matter to the sect master!" Liang Chao's voice was harsh and sharp, and all he could think about was how to punish the accompanying elder when he returned to the sect.

…

"Shadow, did you hear anything?" Han Fan looked back at the direction of Demon Valley and asked.

"Well, it seems..." Shadow's tone weakened.

Han Fen looked at his guilty look and asked, "What's wrong? What does it look like?"

"It seems... the demon tide broke out again." Shadow said weakly.

"Pfft... hahahahahaha." Han Fen burst out laughing, holding his stomach, "Are you sure?"

"This movement is very close." Shadow looked at the laughing Han Fan, with three question marks floating on his head.

"I guess those two people are in serious danger. How about we go back and find out?" Han Fen stopped laughing and suggested.

"Hey, are you going back to seek death?" Shadow shrank his shoulders.

Han Fenben said casually, and the two of them continued to move forward.

"Where is this black market? Why have I never heard of it before?" Han Fan was curious.

"You'll know when you get there." Shadow didn't say it directly.

"All right."

…

"Elder, save me."

In the Demon Valley, while the two were running, Liang Chao was suddenly thrown to the ground by a fifth-level alien beast that rushed out from the side.

In fact, with the scope of the elder's spiritual consciousness, he had already seen this monster beast. As long as there were no "chasers" behind him, if he took action, it would definitely waste time. After weighing the pros and cons, the elder resolutely chose not to care.

Seeing the panic on Liang Chao's face on the ground and the blood spilling out from his skin pierced by sharp claws on his chest, he smiled mockingly and left without looking back.

Liang Chao was completely stunned. He never expected that the elder would abandon him directly.

"You will not die well." At the last moment of his life, he tore his throat and shouted these words, and then several strange beasts completely submerged him.

"You are the one." The elder smiled and whispered back.

The Jibing Sect, which is thousands of miles away, stands on a snow mountain, and there is ice and snow nearby all year round.

However, a hundred miles away from Zongmen, the sun is shining brightly and the weather is mild.

In the Jibing Sect, in the room where the disciples' natal spiritual tablets were placed, the wooden tablet representing Liang Chao suddenly shattered, and the disciple responsible for guarding the place noticed it immediately.

Liang Chao's wooden sign is placed in a conspicuous place in the middle. Not to mention it is broken, even if it shines, you will notice it immediately.

The disciple immediately went to report to the elders in the sect.

The elder took the disciple to find the sect master. The sect leader joined the two of them, and the three of them went to the spiritual card room.

"Elder Liu's spiritual tablet is intact." The sect master suddenly said.

The elders and the disciples guarding the place were silent, pretending that they did not hear this meaningful and unclear statement.

"Send two elders from the Punishment Hall to investigate," the sect leader said.

The two people quickly said yes and left the place quickly one after the other.

…

Han Fan and Shadow have arrived at the black market.

"I didn't expect that the black market would be in a place like this." Han Fen clicked his tongue in surprise.

"Since it is a black market, it must be hidden. If it is found easily, what is it called a black market?" Shadow said.

At first, Shadow led Han Fan into a spring house. Han Fan was not happy at the time. I am a gentleman, what are you doing?

Shadow looked at his righteous look and almost believed Han Fan's words.

Originally, he wanted to give Han Fan a surprise, so he didn't explain it. Unexpectedly, Han Fan really didn't want to continue leaving.

Helpless, Shadow had no choice but to tell him that performing arts here does not sell one's body.

Han Fan then moved his steps.

As we went deeper, a sound that would have been muffled into a "beep--" came from the rooms on both sides, and Han Fan had a row of black lines on his forehead.

"You call this a show of talent but not a show of one's body?"

"Listen to my explanation..." Shadow scratched his head in embarrassment, cursing in his mind why the soundproofing of the room was so poor in this poor place.

If the boss lady hears this, she will definitely complain. The soundproofing of the room is good enough, but you are a monk! You are a monk! If you want to listen, who can stop you?

"Okay, I'll listen, you explain." Han Fan put his hands behind his back and looked at the shadow quietly.

"Well... maybe they are competing for magical powers." Shadow talked nonsense without even blushing.

"Oh tui."

"..."

Walking to the deepest point, the two entered the room on the left. There was only a square table in this room, and several landscape paintings were hung on the wall, making it look like an office space.

Shadow walked behind the table and pushed open the screen. Behind the screen was a wall. He stepped forward and fumbled a few times.

There was a roar, and a palm-sized secret grid cracked in the wall.

"It's bad, I thought there was a dark room." Han Fan was disappointed.

"Don't worry." Shadow smiled faintly.

There is only one stone in the dark room. "Is this the mechanism that opens the dark room?" Han Fan deduced based on his experience in the TV series in his previous life.

"You can say that."

The shadow cut his hand open, dripped blood on it, and the stone emitted bursts of light.

Immediately after the secret panel closed, the shadow pulled the screen back up, covering the wall.

"That's it?" Han Fan even suspected that Shadow was playing tricks on him.

"Let's go." Shadow said and walked straight into the screen.

Han Fen's words "Where are we going?" were stuck in his throat.

So high-end?
Chapter completed!