Chen Yang stroked the little girl's head and asked softly.

When Gu Xiaoan was just an eyeball, he was afraid of staying in the storage bag. Chen Yang felt that this was also the reason.

"Um."

Gu Xiaoan nodded his head lightly, and the voice sounded in Chen Yang's mind.

"Look, what I brought you."

Chen Yang took out a wooden mask from his storage bag.

He still remembered that when Gu Xiaoan first entered the city, he saw children on the street wearing masks, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

So when I was passing by the market, I bought one for her.

"Wow!"

Gu Xiaoan excitedly took the mask and put it on his face, jumping up and down and running around.

"Be careful, don't fall apart."

Chen Yang reminded.

"No way."

Gu Xiaoan shouted dissatisfied.

Chen Yang also took out toys that children like, such as spinning tops and shuttlecocks, thinking that they would keep Gu Xiaoan entertained for a while.

Just when Chen Yang was playing with Gu Xiaoan, he suddenly noticed the aura of another practitioner approaching.

This time only one person came.

"Xiao An, hide in the cabinet first!"

Chen Yang was worried that if a conflict occurred, it would implicate Gu Xiaoan, who was helpless, so he hurriedly urged.

Gu Xiaoan reluctantly put down the toys in his hands and was about to get into the small cabinet when he suddenly thought of something and turned around and ran to Chen Yang.

Gu Xiaoan closed his eyes, put his two small hands on his neck, and with a tug, the entire mask was taken off, revealing the terrifying skull.

"What are you going to do?"

Chen Yang asked puzzledly.

"Put it on."

Gu Xiaoan forced the mask onto Chen Yang's face.

Chen Yang had no choice but to follow her wishes, put on the mask, and transformed into another face.

After Gu Xiaoan was fine, people from outside also walked into the lobby.

Chen Yang turned around and saw that the person coming was a young man in his early twenties.

After taking a look at this man's clothes, Chen Yang discovered that he was actually a disciple of the Yin Demon Sect!

Chen Yang had already vaguely guessed that this person should be the spy of the Yin Demon Sect that the gray-robed men and women were waiting for before.

Chen Yang couldn't help but feel lucky that Gu Xiaoan gave him the mask, otherwise he would have been recognized by the other party at this time.

"Bloody hands?"

Before the other party could speak, Chen Yang asked first.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Are you the new contact person of Tiangang Sect?"

"That's right."

Chen Yang put his hands behind his back and nodded slightly.

"Where's what I want?"

"I brought it, you have to give me Geng Jin first."

The young man said anxiously.

Chen Yang took out a small bag of Geng gold given to him by the man in gray robe, but instead of handing it to the young man, he put it on the table and said, "I have to confirm whether your information is accurate first."

The young man had no choice but to take out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Chen Yang.

When he saw it for the first time, the corners of Chen Yang's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

The first name written on the paper was his!

The young man recorded in detail the techniques Chen Yang had practiced, such as the Geng Jin Yin Sha Shura Sword and the Five Ghost Transport Technique.
Chapter completed!