Luo Li's delicate body trembled violently, and for the first time, her beautiful face showed a look of horror. She took a step back suddenly, and a trace of golden blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
This is a sign that her Taoist heart has suffered an unprecedented impact, causing the original power to backfire!
……
[Ding! When the host dies, the "death rollback" ability is triggered. ]
[Time backtracking... Backtracking node: before a stick of incense. 】
Dark and cold.
When consciousness returned, Ye Feng found himself leaning on the creaking wooden bed, holding the ancient formation diagram in his hand.
Xiao Wuhen was still chewing on the spiritual fruit, muttering about Tianji Pavilion's bad luck.
Everything went back to before Luo Li knocked on the door.
"Huh..."
Ye Feng exhaled a long breath, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
The feeling of death is not pleasant.
Especially when he was killed by Luo Li's attack that specifically targeted the soul, the pain of his soul being torn apart still left him frightened even after turning back.
Death rollback, the most unreasonable ability, is indeed a "law of cause and effect" level weapon.
It can cut through everything!
Luo Li's "Soul-eating Eye" may be able to see the "effect", but his retaliation can directly erase the "cause".
The cause is gone, where is the effect?
"Look, I told you, she can't find us." Ye Feng glanced at Xiao Wuhen, who was still outside, and grinned, showing his white teeth.
"Why can't you find us? What nonsense are you talking about?" Xiao Wuhen was confused by his meaningless words.
Ye Feng had no explanation.
He stood up, as fast as lightning, and grabbed Xiao Wuhen, who was still in a daze.
"Don't ask, just come with me if you don't want to die!"
Under Xiao Wuhen's horrified eyes, Ye Feng pulled him, smashed the window of the inn, and disappeared into the streets.
Less than ten breaths after they left.
"Dong, dong, dong."
Three long and two short knocks on the door sounded on time.
However, this time, no one answered.
Outside the door, the figure of the maid in green slowly transformed into Luo Li.
She stood quietly in front of the door, her brows tightly knitted together.
Strange.
Why, when she got here, the two lines of cause and effect gave her such a vague and erratic feeling?
It was like... there was a thick layer of fog that even her "Soul-Eating Eyes" couldn't completely see through.
She waited for a moment, and when she saw that there was no movement inside, a trace of impatience flashed in her eyes.
A gentle spiritual force pushed open the door.
It was empty inside.
The building was empty.
On a table that was slightly shaken by the wind, there were a few large crooked characters written with tea.
"The tea has cooled down, please be early next time."
Luo Li's pupils suddenly shrank into the most dangerous pinpoint shape.
An uncontrollable anger, mixed with fear that she didn’t even want to admit, exploded from the bottom of her heart!
He knows!
He knew he was coming!
He ran away early!
How is that possible? How did he know?
Could it be that his detection ability is still better than his own? No, this is absolutely impossible!
Or...does he really have any way to interfere with or even...cut off the cause and effect?
"Ye——Wind!"
Luo Li read out word by word, clenching his fists.
The game is not over yet.
Not only did it not end, but it became more interesting.
She turned around, and her figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the night.
What she didn't notice was that after she left, next to the line of handwriting written by the tea, an invisible, dust-like crumb of the array disc quietly turned into fly ash.
……
In the west of the city, the ruins of the tea house.
Under the charred ruins of a broken wall, there was a small space held up by collapsed beams.
"Sneeze!"
Xiao Wuhen sneezed, rubbed his nose, and looked at the surrounding environment with disgust.
"Why do we hide in such a ghost place? This place is worse than Ting Yuxuan's hut!" He complained in a low voice.
"Because the most dangerous place is the safest place." Ye Feng leaned on a burnt pillar and said calmly, "Now the whole city is looking for two big survivors. Who would have thought that we would be hiding in a scene that had just been bombed into rubble?"
Xiao Wuhen curled his lips, but he had to admit that Ye Feng was right.
Even now, his mind is still in confusion.
He only remembered that Ye Feng suddenly pulled him away like crazy, then went around in all kinds of alleys, and finally came to this ghost place.
"What happened just now?" Xiao Wuhen finally asked the doubts in his heart, "Why did you suddenly say that Luo Li couldn't find us? Also, why did we run?"
"Because I have an ancestor The treasure passed down is called "Crisis Alert Turtle Shell". "Ye Feng started to talk nonsense without blushing, "That thing can break open to warn you before fatal danger comes. Just now, it broke. So, I knew that the witch was coming."
"Crisis warning tortoise shell?" Xiao Wuhen was doubtful, "Such a magical treasure?"
"Of course, it's disposable, and it's gone after use, otherwise I would be so embarrassed?" Ye Feng's expression of pain on his face was so vivid.
Xiao Wuhen looked at his appearance and believed it. After all, other than this explanation, he couldn't think of any other possibility.
"Then what should we do now? Just keep hiding here?"
"Of course not." Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a sly light, "You can't hide for a long time. That woman Luo Li is more difficult to deal with than we thought. Her eyes are weird. We must find something to do for her."
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"Still looking for trouble?" Xiao Wuhen's face turned green. "It was thrilling enough to drag Tianji Pavilion into trouble last time. What if we fail again?"
"Don't worry, this time, we will not be directors." Ye Feng smiled, "We will be 'robbers' for once."
He turned his gaze to the building not far away, which was still brightly lit in the night and heavily guarded.
Jubao Pavilion.
The largest chamber of commerce in Tianxuan City is also the sworn enemy of Tianji Pavilion.
"You want to..." Xiao Wuhen instantly understood Ye Feng's intention.
"Ling Jianxin's mad dog is staring at Tianji Pavilion and biting wildly, but Tianji Pavilion is a hard nut, and he will soon find that he bit the wrong place." Ye Feng analyzed, "When he gets nothing and feels irritable, we need to give him a new target that looks more 'delicious'."
"The so-called "ancient treasure with star attributes"?" Xiao Wuhen remembered the transaction between Deacon Wang and Mr. Wen.
"That's right." The corner of Ye Feng's mouth raised a cold arc, "Tianji Pavilion tried to splash this pot of dirty water, but failed. Then we will help them."
"But the Jubao Pavilion must be heavily guarded now, and the people from the Law Enforcement Hall may be watching. How do we get in?"
"Of course we can't break in." Ye Feng took out something from his arms.
It was a mask as thin as cicada wings, with countless mysterious runes drawn on it.
"What is this?"
"The mask of "Thousand Illusions and No Forms", I picked it up in an ancient cave." Ye Feng continued to talk nonsense with a straight face, "Wearing it, you can perfectly simulate the breath and appearance of anyone, as long as the other person's cultivation level is not higher than mine."
Xiao Wuhen's eyes were straight.
Crisis warning tortoise shell, Qianhuan phaseless mask... This guy's opportunity is too good!
"Who do you want to be?"
Ye Feng did not answer, he slowly put the mask on his face.
There was only a faint flash of light, and his body shape, appearance, and even his eyes had undergone earth-shaking changes.
When he raised his head again, he had turned into an old man in black robe with a haggard face, sinister eyes, and a strong demonic aura.
Xiao Wuhen’s pupils shrank suddenly.
This breath is a bit familiar to him.
"Are you... the demon cultivator who was tricked by us in the alley?"
"Smart." Ye Feng grinned, and his voice became hoarse and unpleasant. , "Tonight, let this senior of the "Tian Mo Sect" come out of the world again, go to the Jubao Pavilion, and retrieve something that should belong to "them"."
After one frame-up, there is another frame-up.
One link after another.
Xiao Wuhen looked at the "devil" disguised by Ye Feng and felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.
This guy wants to completely stir the water in Tianxuan City into a pot of boiling potion!
The night is getting deeper.
Jubao Pavilion, as the leading chamber of commerce in Tianxuan City, even under the curfew under the high-pressure rule of the Law Enforcement Hall, its interior is still brightly lit, as bright as day.
One post at three steps, one post at five steps.
There are not only the master guards raised by Jubao Pavilion, but also several teams of silver-armored guards, patrolling back and forth inside and outside the attic. The chilling atmosphere makes it impossible for even a flying insect to approach within a few miles.
Since the incident in Tianji Pavilion, the master of Jubao Pavilion, a middle-aged man as fat as a ball, has keenly sensed the danger.
He immediately "donated" a large sum of spiritual stones to the Law Enforcement Hall, and proactively requested the Law Enforcement Hall to send people to assist in defense. He kept his posture extremely low, for fear of being targeted by those crazy dogs.
He thought he had done it perfectly and was impregnable.
However, he did not know that all his defenses were in vain in front of a hanging wall with a "God's perspective".
On the top floor of Jubao Pavilion, there is an airtight treasure house.
Qian Pavilion Master, who was as fat as Maitreya Buddha, was reporting something to a water mirror in front of him with a flattering look on his face.
In the water mirror, there is a majestic figure whose face cannot be seen clearly.