I'm sorry, I'm a little better

Chapter 113 Fishing
"Have you found anything?"

A moment later, in a rice shop in Tianshi City, a middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper looked at the young merchant in front of him and asked softly.

"Alas...nothing was found."

The merchant replied softly.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper showed hesitation.

A few days ago, a demon cultivator injured someone in Tianshi City... It is said that the disciple of the Qingyang Sect who was hiding at that time showed up and dealt with the demon cultivator, and then left directly.

But... After so many years of intrigue, he also has a certain understanding of the disciples of Qingyang Sect.

If you come up with the theory that "the most dangerous place is the safest place" and feel that something happened here, it is unlikely that there will be another disciple of Qingyang Sect, and you choose to continue to make trouble here...

That could be tragic.

However... at this moment, he was hoping in his heart that there would still be Qingyang Sect disciples hidden in Stone City today.

Because just yesterday... this day, a strong man from the sect just came to Shicheng.

As long as they can catch the disciples of the Qingyang Sect, they will get half of the meritorious service.

"Boss, are we going to take action at night?"

The merchant asked tentatively.

After hearing this, the shopkeeper hesitated and replied: "Let's take action! I always feel that there must be other Qingyang Sect disciples hidden in Tianshi City."

"it is good!"

There was a ruthless look in the eyes of the merchant when he heard the words, and then he nodded emphatically.

……

On the street not far away, Chen Ze watched the merchants enter the rice shop, and then he noticed the shopkeeper of the rice shop.

"This person seems to be... Wanming of the Emperor Soul Sect..."

Chen Ze silently recalled the bounty list in the station.

Ranked No.90 on the reward list, the magic cultivator named Wan Ming came from the Soul Control Sect. He was cultivated at the early stage of foundation establishment. Howling, affecting the opponent's mind...

The patriarch of a small family who worked for the Qingyang Sect died at the hands of this person.

"The middle-grade magic weapon Lihun Cone...it seems to be this person.

This person's reward is three thousand contribution points. "

Chen Ze was thinking silently in his mind.

Three thousand contribution points... If you add a little more, it is enough to exchange for a middle-grade spiritual weapon in the sect.

Going to the secret realm to practice is enough for fifteen days.

Not to mention that there are many other things in this person's storage ring.

Although he was a little moved, he was not in a hurry to take action.

Because he was not sure if there were any other magic masters in this rice shop.

After all, it was stated in the pamphlet that Su Yi gave him that there were also small groups on the Moxiu side.

After thinking about it, Chen Ze decided to keep an eye on this person first.

When this person leaves the rice shop and there is no one else around, he will attack again.

……

As time passed slowly, Chen Ze changed into several outfits and walked around the rice shop.

During this period, Wan Ming basically never left the rice shop.

Similarly, he did not see any stronger masters dormant.

But the magic cultivator on the tenth floor of Qi training has come in and out several times...

It was getting dark, so Chen Ze simply stayed at the inn opposite Mipu.

The inn is only more than ten meters away from the rice shop. With his hearing, he can hear any movement at the rice shop.

……

As the night deepened, Chen Ze sat cross-legged on the bed in the inn.

Although Wan Ming had spent a whole day on this, he didn't feel any impatience in his heart.

No matter how careful you are when dealing with this demon cultivator in Yunzhou, you can't be too careful.

He didn't believe that Wan Ming was never alone.

I don't know how long it has passed, but it was almost early morning when a burning smell came in from the window.

"Ok?"

Sensing something was wrong, Chen Ze immediately opened the window and looked outside.

Not long after, the rice shop opposite suddenly burst into flames.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the Mipu guy's cry for help.

"Help! The shopkeeper is crazy!"

His voice was particularly loud in the silent night, and it didn't take long for the surrounding shops to become restless.

At the same time, Wan Ming rushed out naked, as if insane.

At this time, the cultivation base exuding from his body is only four or five levels of Qi training.

"Good guy... is this fishing?"

Chen Ze thought to himself.

There are a lot of civilians in Yunzhou secretly practicing magic skills, so there will be cases of civilians going crazy for a long time.

If a monk really treats Wan Ming as a crazy commoner, the consequences can be imagined. "I'll lure him away! You guys put out the fire quickly! Otherwise the whole street will be burned down!"

A loud shout came from the street not far away, and then a middle-aged casual cultivator on the third level of Qi training jumped out and directly attacked Wan Ming.

Wan Ming immediately fought back like crazy, but in an instant, the two started a fierce battle on the street.

At the same time, a large number of surrounding civilians risked carrying buckets to fight the fire.

At this moment, one of the civilians caught Chen Ze's attention.

"I'm so stupid... this person seems to be Qin Li from the Soul Control Sect!"

Chen Ze felt something in his heart and quickly looked away.

Qin Li of the Yuhun sect, who cultivated in the late stage of foundation establishment, has a top-grade magic weapon on his body, called the twin soul banner of son and mother.

There are two souls in this mother-child twin-soul banner, and the strength of each soul is comparable to that of the late foundation establishment period.

Relying on this top-grade magic weapon, Qin Li could fight against the foundation-building Dzogchen monk.

The reward offered by the sect for this person was thirteen thousand contribution points, ranking ninth on the reward list.

And looking at the place where Qin Li just walked out, it is the cloth shop next door to Mipu.

He didn't see this person during the day.

In other words, this person was probably dormant in the Buzhuang for a whole day.

"These old yinbi! Damn them!"

Chen Ze cursed secretly in his heart, and at the same time he was a little scared.

Fortunately, he refrained from making a move during the day, otherwise he might have consumed a lot of hole cards.

And at this moment, another group of people joined the firefighting team.

Chen Ze saw the Qingyang Sect disciple who was pretending to be a scholar during the day at a glance.

Besides him, there was a woman in pajamas beside him.

Surprisingly, he is also a disciple of Qingyang Sect.

The two pretended to be couples staying in the hotel, and they were mixing in the crowd to fight the fire. At the same time, they kept checking the fighting situation on Wan Ming's side, as if hesitating whether to do it or not.

"is her……"

When Chen Ze saw the female disciple, he felt a little familiar.

Of course, the things on his body are familiar.

If he remembered correctly, this woman was Senior Sister Xu's senior sister, named Lin Lin.

On weekdays, this woman took good care of Junior Sister Xu, and Junior Sister Xu mentioned it when chatting with him.

Later, he also met this woman in Xuanyou Peak, and was teased by her several times.

Unexpectedly, this woman is also in Tianshicheng.

Seeing that Lin Lin's expression seemed eager to try, Chen Ze knew that this girl's name had probably flickered wildly on Hades' side.

"It's really trying to die... Forget it, since everyone is from the same school and you are a good friend of Junior Sister Xu, let me save you once."

After Chen Ze muttered to himself, he left the inn.

……

On the street outside the inn.

Lin Lin glanced at Wan Ming in the distance from time to time.

"Senior brother Li...the shopkeeper seems to have a problem."

"Well, don't rush to make a move, let's see the situation."

The lips of the Qingyang Sect disciple whom she called Senior Brother Li moved slightly.

After a while, seeing that the casual cultivator at the third level of Qi training was already in danger... Lin Lin exhaled lightly and said, "Brother, I will attack first, and you watch from the sidelines. If there are more powerful masters dormant, you Sneak attack if you can sneak attack... If it is too strong, don't show up."

"Well, be careful, attack from a distance first, and run away if the situation is not good."

Brother Li said in a low voice while splashing water to put out the fire.

Seeing this, Lin Lin took a deep breath, and was about to use her spiritual weapon to kill Wan Ming directly from a distance.

And at this moment, a stream of light suddenly flew towards this side at a high speed from the horizon in the distance!
In an instant, everyone around looked at the streamer.

"That is……"

Lin Lin's eyes widened.

"It seems to be a small flying boat...but the flying boat is too fast..."

Brother Li's pupils shrank slightly, and he muttered.

Before he could continue speaking, the flying boat was already shooting towards Wan Ming on the street as fast as thunder.

Sensing the huge pressure coming from behind, Wan Ming raised his head to the sky and let out an angry roar, and instantly burst out his cultivation at the early stage of foundation establishment.

Boom!

With a shocking roar, the flying boat flew past him at a high speed. In an instant, the protection around him collapsed, and then there was a sudden light in the dark night. By the time everyone reacted, only half of Wan Ming's body was lying on the ground up the street.

But the flying boat didn't stop at all, and disappeared into the distance in an instant, without taking away a cloud.

The originally noisy street suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, a little at a loss.

In the next second, there was a loud shout like thunder among the civilians fighting the fire!
"How brave!"

Before the words were finished, a black shadow rose into the sky, chasing after the flying boat that had already reached the horizon.

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(End of this chapter)