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C249 Wake up



C249 Wake up

And now, Yang Xuan finally saw the face under her hat.    

    

His face was full of wrinkles, just like a ravine. His skin was extremely dark and his eyes were not white. He was staring at Su Hao with hatred in his eyes.    

    

If an ordinary person were to see this scene, they might be scared to death.    

    

However, Yang Xuan only frowned slightly and spoke in a kind and persuasive tone.    

    

"How about we make a deal? "I agree to it in the blink of an eye..."    

    

The Thief remained motionless.    

    

"You …" I'm very troubled. "    

    

Yang Xuan smiled indifferently. With his other hand, he pressed down on the acupuncture points on her shoulder and poured his zhen qi directly into them.    

    

The wound on her right arm that had just been controlled was once again bleeding!    

    

"Ahhh!    

    

The moment that extremely unpleasant sound appeared, Yang Xuan immediately covered her mouth.    

    

Fear, speechlessness … All sorts of emotions were expressed with her appearance.    

    

"See, if you are stubborn, you will only suffer. If you can tell me something I'm interested in, I can let you die happily. How about it?    

    

The evil Taoist looked at the gentle smile on the man's face, but his methods were extremely sharp and precise. No matter how he thought about it, he just couldn't understand how Ye Zichen said that with such a tone.    

    

"If you agree, then blink your eyes."    

    

Once again, that kind of smile and danger emerged on his face. He knew that he would not be able to escape death today.    

    

She began to wink her ugly eyes wildly and whimper pleadingly.    

    

"This is incredible." Yang Xuan let go and threw her onto the ground.    

    

"What do you want to know …"    

    

This was the first sentence Yang Xuan heard from the Thief Daoist, his voice was very unpleasant to listen to.    

    

Yang Xuan was already mentally prepared when he heard her scream earlier, so he wasn't too surprised at the moment.    

    

The b * tch Taoist was also carefree, she knew that the strength displayed by Yang Xuangaang was far from what she could match up to.    

    

She was severely injured, so she couldn't even put up a fight...    

    

Yang Xuan squatted down and drew an "Earth" array in his hand.    

    

The ground which had formed the formation began to ripple like water.    

    

"Um... My sea of consciousness can feel the distance between my partner and this place. It should be using the 'Earth' character formation? "How do I use it..."    

    

This formation was very miraculous, as if it could change space itself. Yang Xuan wanted to find out what it was.    

    

The Thief Daoist even thought that Yang Xuan was going to ask about the matter regarding his Senior Sister.    

    

As such, when Yang Xuan brought up this question, the Thief Daoist was obviously stunned for a moment.    

    

Then her lips moved slightly.    

    

"Puppet."    

    

"Hmm? "What do you mean, using a puppet to replace a body?"    

    

"That's not an Earth Rune Formation." The Thief Daoist said again.    

    

Yang Xuan's gaze flickered.    

    

After thinking for a long while about the meaning of the words, he opened his mouth and asked, "Wood Puppet, and then used your unique characteristics as a medium to achieve it?"    

    

The evil Taoist was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Yang Xuan to be so detailed with just this short sentence.    

    

One had to know, she didn't even mention a single word!    

    

If Yang Xuan really tried using the 'Earth' array, something might go wrong and she would have a chance to catch her breath.    

    

Yang Xuan saw her reaction and knew that he guessed correctly.    

    

"You should still be able to use your left hand... "Come, give it a try."    

    

Yang Xuan looked at her quietly.    

    

With a wave of his finger, a paper puppet appeared on the table not far away. There was a bloody mark on it.    

    

It seemed like this was the medium that allowed the evil Taoist Thief to communicate with this puppet...    

    

As the Zhen array condensed in the hands of the Thief Daoist, Yang Xuan saw her figure suddenly move.    

    

However, because the puppet was very close to him, this "exchange of positions between the opposite sex" seemed rather clumsy.    

    

Fortunately, he still succeeded.    

    

Yang Xuan followed his memory and formed the same array in his hand.    

    

"Is that right?"    

    

The Thief Daoist stared at Yang Xuan with his eyes wide open in disbelief.    

    

In this world, only a few people could use this Wood Character Formation, and it was extremely complicated.    

    

It took him several months to get all the information he needed...    

    

The Thief Daoist was already on the verge of death. Now, even his pride as a formation master was wiped clean by Yang Xuan.    

    

How could he be so fast?    

    

Unwilling to give up, jealousy stuck in his throat.    

    

The Taoist Thief could only feel a sweet taste in his mouth as he spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

He was truly infuriated...    

    

"Don't die yet …"    

    

He still had not asked about his senior sister yet.    

    

Upon hearing these words, the blood and Qi of the Thief surged to the top of his head as his eyes turned red. He purposefully began to grow more hurried, flapping twice before actually releasing his Qi...    

    

Yang Xuan: "..."    

    

He touched his nose and felt a little regretful.    

    

'Forget it, I'll go back and ask senior sister. If it's okay, it's best if it doesn't matter … ' Anyway, she was an easy nut to crack.    

    

Knowing that Wai Yunuo's background might have some kind of relationship with the thief Taoist, Yang Xuan still felt that this matter should not be known by others.    

    

I have to talk to Zhao Wudao and Guan Ziyao when I go back …    

    

Zhao Wudao should be fine, Guan Ziyao's personality is simple.    

    

If he agreed to practice with him, he should be able to.    

    

Yang Xuan still believed in the way he looked at others …    

    

The loot was not bad. Looking at the body of the thief Taoist, Yang Xuan considered how to bring it back.    

    

"Sigh, forget it. Let Yan Churou handle it …"    

    

"Oh right, there's another guy."    

    

Only then did Yang Xuan remember Xie Mingcheng. He simply dealt with the traces around him and destroyed the puppet paper man.    

    

The reason he was able to quickly simulate the Thief Daoist's Shadow Shift Formation was because his own formation was the same as the one he had copied from his Dao Sect.    

    

There is a great similarity.    

    

He had slowly mastered the movements and outline of the brush and ink.    

    

Moreover, it was because he was at the third level of the Foundation Establishment Stage.    

    

Standing in a better place, one could always see better.    

    

It was the same on the path of formations.    

    

Yang Xuan opened the door and walked out. Due to the death of the thief Taoist, the fog had slowly dissipated.    

    

Yang Xuan opened his Sea of Consciousness and noticed that Yan Churou had also rushed over.    

    

Yan Churou suddenly stopped walking and looked at the front with a serious expression.    

    

Just now, her sea of consciousness had suddenly felt the fluctuations of the Qi of a Foundation Establishment cultivator!    

    

Could it be that this b * tch Daoist was already at the Foundation Establishment stage?    

    

Yan Churou had a bad feeling about it. She chided the people on the budget for the trip and was worried that Yang Xuan and the others might have gotten into trouble.    

    

Her footsteps quickened.    

    

Yang Xuan still didn't know that Yan Churou had detected his presence after he opened up his Sea of Consciousness.    

    

This Literary Sect was mostly composed of spiritual energy, which was especially outstanding in terms of perception.    

    

As for Yan Churou, the eldest senior sister of Literary Sect, she was an existence that rode on a cloud even in terms of her sea of consciousness. Even the elders at the Foundation Establishment stage were ashamed of themselves.    

    

… ….    

    

"Wake up …" Xie Mingcheng felt like he was being pushed around.    

    

He opened his eyes and the world spun around him. The absent-minded feeling lasted for about a minute before he could clearly see his surroundings.    

    


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