This is of course a spiritual secret. As soon as the whirlpool appeared, there was a dragon roar, but the next moment there was a mournful scream, submerged in the whirlpool. At the same time, the dragon scales on Chu Yunqing's body were all cracked.

, shattered suddenly.

The whirlpool seemed to come from the deep sea, making it difficult for people to escape. Chu Yunqing was stunned on the spot, his eyes were dull, and his whole figure seemed to have been drained of his soul and consciousness.

Opposite me, a smile appeared on the corner of the fortune teller's mouth, and he couldn't hide his excitement. "Just let me tell you your fortune. Don't worry, it won't hurt. It will be quick."

He took a step forward, and the next moment he appeared half a step in front of Chu Yunqing.

As the old saying goes: Half a step is a step forward.

Taoists are not so wary and careful about other people, but they are completely cautious and vigilant about the people in front of them.

Half a step away, he stretched out his palm and was about to touch Chu Yunqing's head.

Then, he heard a thunder, and the next moment, the eyes of the person close to him moved, and they looked at him with torch-like eyes.

The Taoist was stunned for a moment, then sighed silently.

His eyes began to bleed, and the light in his eyes dissipated, and the light dimmed, followed by a large area of ​​turbidity.

The spell backfired and he became blind.

Just because when the Taoist sensed the thunder, he also saw the other person.

The fortune teller's hand did not touch it, but drooped as if losing strength.

Chu Yunqing's eyes were cold and he punched out.

The Taoist's chest collapsed, and he flew out completely. He rolled several times on the ground and vomited blood.

"What is your relationship with 'Jianghu'?" Chu Yunqing said solemnly.

The fortune teller lay on his back, bleeding from his mouth and eyes, and said nothing.

Before Chu Yunqing turned around and left, he waved his hand and struck out a golden light.

The fortune teller's head shattered like a watermelon that fell to the ground.

Although I don't know who the other party is, the previous hostility was obvious. It was said to be fortune telling, but in fact it was some kind of spying on myself.

In addition, Mr. Chu was already feeling a little anxious, so he didn't hold back.

…

After Chu Yunqing left, the sound of a carriage appeared outside the alley, and the wheels rolled over the bluestone slabs and drove into the alley.

The black carriage cast a black shadow, and someone said: "The person has left."

The headless corpse of the fortune teller on the ground moved, and then a head grew out of its neck!

"I'm blind." The Taoist vomited blood, feeling weak and depressed.

"What did you see?" asked the man in the carriage.

The Taoist was silent for a long time and then said bitterly: "I forgot."

After a long time, the person on the carriage sighed, "What a pity, he also went to find Murong Feng."

"Maybe he won't die," the Taoist said.

"Because of Concubine Yao?"

"No, because I am blind." The Taoist said calmly.

The person on the carriage understood that he must have seen something that made him blind. Then, there must be something shocking in Chu Yunqing's body.

"What a pity." The man on the carriage sighed this time.

After thinking about it, I feel even more regretful because they can't get this amazing thing.

"Are you here to save me or to kill me?" the Taoist asked.

"I never thought you would be scared too."

"Death is really terrible." The Taoist said with emotion.

"It's far away from me." The man on the carriage smiled.

"maybe."

After a while, the sound of rolling wheels sounded again, and the black carriage walked farther and farther down the street. The alley was as clean as if it had been swept by the autumn wind.

…

Kanglefang, one side of the long street in front of Ai Xiaozhou's house.

Zhou Wangchao looked with a bruised nose and swollen face, looking at the carriage beside him with some worry.

In the carriage was Hua Wuqi, who was now unconscious and tortured to the point of death.

This is also the reason why Zhou Wangchao brought Murong Feng here.

Besides the hatred in his heart, he also placed all his hopes on Chu Yunqing.

The hope of killing Murong Feng and others.

There was also a driver sitting on the shaft of the carriage. He was a burly man with a tough and cold appearance. His bronze muscles were exposed, and there were green and black tattoos on them, including dragons and tigers.

, but gives people a real fierceness.

At this time, the curtain opened and two people stepped out of the carriage.

A little girl, wearing a long pink dress with a tight fit. She looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, a little short, and has some baby fat on her face. She has big bright eyes, with a little ignorance and curiosity, and she can't help but look at her.

Look around.

Zhou Wangchao knew that her name was "Ke Xin", but he would not regard her as some inexperienced lady or a wealthy lady, because Hua Wuqi was captured alive by the other party.

He also saw the other party's method of torturing Hua Wuqi, and he didn't dare to look at him at this time.

The other person is Murong Feng, the leader of ‘Jianghu’.

This is a middle-aged man with a somewhat elegant appearance. His long hair is half black and half gray. His eyes are calm and deep, as if he has seen through the vicissitudes of the world, and nothing can make him feel troubled.

"That's where he lives?" the girl in pink skirt asked curiously: "Chu Huanyu's brother, Chu Qingyun."

"It's Chu Yunqing." Murong Feng smiled slightly, then looked at Zhou Wangchao, "Lead the way."

Zhou Wangchao smiled dryly and subconsciously glanced at the carriage beside him, "Xiaohua, he..."

"Just stay here and watch from a distance." Murong Feng said without any doubt.

Zhou Wangchao gritted his teeth, nodded dejectedly, and walked towards the house first.

In front of the vermilion gate.

"This was once a wealthy and wealthy family." Murong Feng looked at the two stone lions at the door with emotion.

"Are we going in like this?" Zhou Wangchao asked carefully.

"Since there is a main entrance, why not go from here?" Murong Feng said, then stepped forward to open the door.

Of course, he didn't push it open. Although the door was unlocked, the latch was closed inside.

"There is someone in the house." Murong Feng smiled and said, "Then there is no chance of running away."

Ke Xin rubbed her small fists and said, "Since I'm here to visit, shouldn't I buy some gifts?"

"Isn't that what he is?" Murong Feng glanced at Zhou Wangchao, who had a stern look on his face, and then said: "Call the door."

Zhou Wangchao's lips moved and he had no choice but to step forward and knock on the door.

"Brother Chu, are you at home? Open the door. It's me, Old Zhou, who is back." He shouted.

The words were naturally not what he usually shouted when he came back, because he always used the back door when he came home. He wanted to remind Chu Yunqing and make the other party prepared.

"Here we come!" Suddenly, a strong but impatient voice came from the yard.

Zhou Wangchao's heart suddenly pounded, something bad happened!

Of course he recognized the voice of the old miracle doctor, and Di Hu was always afraid of trouble and never opened the door. This time, there was probably only one reason for him to open the door, and that was that Chu Yunqing was not at home!

"How old are you? You don't have a key with you?" Di Hu's voice gradually approached, and then there was the sound of the door latch being pulled.

Zhou Wangchao's face fell and his lips trembled.
Chapter completed!