And at their feet was a row of stone steps that were only for one person to pass, winding down into the valley where the bottom could not be seen.

Yan Zhengming held his fancy sword in his hand, and he could see that he probably didn't want to provoke anyone.

The stone steps seemed to never end, and as they went deeper, the surroundings became more and more unbearable.

Li Yun, who was silent along the way, finally couldn't help but speak: "He... how did he come down? How could he have the courage to go so deep in such a place by himself?"

These words also raised Cheng Qian's doubts, because in his limited understanding, Han Yuan, who was afraid of dogs, never dared to explore spirits so heroically, even for the sake of anger.

"Nonsense, in the syzygy night, thousands of demons are facing the moon, and the stone gate is wide open. Of course, the valley will not be like this."

A word slapped the mouths of the two of them, and Li Yun and Cheng Qian, who were "but brainless", were speechless.

Suddenly, Yan Zhengming stopped unprepared, and Cheng Qian, who was following behind him, didn't pay attention and bumped into it.

He was only as big as Yan Zhengming's chest, so Yan Zhengming reached out his hand without much effort and stopped him by his side.

The scent of orchids on the eldest brother's body, which could not be washed down by the cold pool water, almost choked Cheng Qian out of a sneeze, and then he heard a "squeak", and when he lowered his head, he found that the eldest brother had smeared half of him with algae and dirt. The sleeves were torn off.

In this regard, the senior brother justly disliked and said: "Why are you still carrying it? You don't think it's dirty."

As if Cheng Qian's sleeves were not soiled by him!

Inexplicably, he was forced to do "broken sleeves", and Cheng Qian suddenly felt that the elder brother was not so much like a big girl - if there were such a scoundrel girl in the world, I am afraid that in the future, I would not be able to marry anyway.

The stone steps had come to an end at an unknown time, and what stood in front of them was a two-person entrance, and the two large stone doors that should have been closed were open, revealing a dark and serene corner inside.

"Strange," Yan Zhengming whispered, "Zipeng Zhenren didn't close the door?"

Humans and monsters have different paths, Yan Zhengming himself hates hairy birds walking around, so he pushes himself and others, and feels that this hairless one will not be too popular here. Mountain xué is not a good place to come, this day is unusual , which made Yan Zhengming, who had never been heartless, also a little uneasy.

Yan Zhengming hesitated for a moment, and walked in along the opening of the stone gate. A sweet fragrance came to his face, but his busy and delicate nose still smelled a faint fishy smell.

A hair was carved on the stone wall of the inner door, but at this time, the mark was very faint, and the tail was almost unclear. People with no common sense can guess that the owner of the imprint may not be in a good condition. The question is... Is she near the end of her life, or was she killed by someone?

Zipeng Zhenren is a big demon with more than 800 years of Taoism, and he has vast supernatural powers. Logically, they should not be allowed to sneak in quietly like this. Yan Zhengming was cautious and did not say anything.

He turned his head and made a "quiet" gesture to the two disgusting junior and junior brothers behind him. He tiptoed to a locked stone door inside, and tentatively screwed on the upper mechanism.

Halfway through the screw, he remembered something again, moved for a while, and roared at Li Yun and Cheng Qian's nose, not the nose, the eyes, or the eyes: "Hide away, have no eyesight, stand there and be a target? "

Cheng Qian and Li Yun immediately retreated to both sides.

Yan Zhengming screwed the mechanism to the end, only to hear a sour "squeak" sound, Shimen let out a hoarse moan, and a lump suddenly appeared on Cheng Qian's arm, a stench of blood. Straight at his forehead, he heard an ominous wind sound, and before he could give a warning, Cheng Qian's eyes had already caught a flash of sword light.

Senior Brother pulled out his sword, it was a real sword, the sword light was bright, almost scorching eyes, a cold air flow followed his sword light, and was mobilized by him, inside the small stone gate set off a vortex.

It's a pity that in the eyes of the big demon, the power of the young man is just ants shaking the tree. Yan Zhengming's sword has not been pulled out. He has already felt the huge shock of the tiger's mouth. The impact, before he could react, the hand holding the sword had involuntarily loosened.

With a "chuck" sound, the sword fell to the ground, Yan Zhengming took seven or eight steps back, and the hand holding the sword was almost unconscious.

The three teenagers looked down in disbelief, only to see a feather that knocked over the bright cold sword next to it.

The terrifying silence permeated, and Cheng Qian saw that the senior brother's face was extremely ugly.

After a long time, Yan Zhengming frowned, flicked the dirt on his body, and said, "The younger generation, Fuyao faction Yan Zhengming, has come to see the real Zipeng at the order of his tutor."

☆, Chapter 13

The dòng insider's answer was an angry shout, buzzing in his ears, Cheng Qian suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, a burst of nausea, and almost vomited it out.

And through the echo, Cheng Qian had difficulty distinguishing what the other party said.

She succinctly said, "Go away!"

It was an extremely old female voice, rough and hoarse, even mixed with a bit of wickedness, which perfectly fit the image of the old witch who eats people and digs hearts in rural legends.

Cheng Qian rubbed his ears, not knowing which of the words "Fuyao School" and "Tutor" angered her.

Didn't the senior brother say that he was ordered to pay New Year's greetings to this real Zipeng? Could it be that he just made a bow at a distance of three miles?

Cheng Qian turned his head to look at Yan Zhengming in shock.

Speaking of which, Cheng Qian and Li Yun, the two little cubs, one has a high self-esteem, the other is full of thieves, and they all refuse to admit that the big brother is so great.

However, instead of looking at the big picture from the perspective of their entire life, Cheng Qian and the others had to agree just in terms of the current critical situation.

He is the oldest, the tallest, the longest in swordsmanship, and has a sense of breath.

It's a pity that the most powerful fighting sword among them was blown away by a hair from the old monster before it came out of its sheath.

Yan Zhengming's face was ashen, and the cold sweat on his forehead was running down his cheeks, but he didn't know if it was for face or what, he didn't retreat for half a step, and even squeezed out a somewhat arrogant smile.

... But although he is very heroic, Cheng Qian still hoped that he would stop laughing. The big brother's smile made people want to slap him with the soles of his shoes. It would be bad if he really angered that big demon.

"It's inconvenient for the real person to see guests, and we juniors shouldn't come to disturb us. It's just that last night, an ignorant junior brother from our sect strayed into the mountain and has been missing for a night." Yan Zhengming paused, He was struggling to bear the huge pressure in front of the old demon, trying to make himself sound more reasonable, "I heard from my tutor that when the self-sect opened up the mountain, all the seniors in the mountain have always lived next to me. They have been living peacefully for all these years, and there are a lot of real adults, so they probably don't want to hurt the harmony between the two sides because of a child, right?"

Although these words were not too fluent, they also surprised Cheng Qian.

On the one hand, he didn't expect that the elder brother, who couldn't sit still, would have the courage to carry the big demon. On the other hand, he found out that the rich young master could not speak, but he usually behaved like a live club. He was arrogant and arrogant.

Cheng Qian was moved by this long and well-founded argument, but it failed to impress the old mother in the mountains. After listening to the real Zipeng, the answer was still a word that was not worth it: "Go away!"

Yan Zhengming was swept away twice in succession, almost turned into anger, but he still held back at the last moment-although his face was ugly, he did not show his temper on the spot.

Young Master Yan is just self-willed and doesn't like to die. When a person is fifteen or sixteen years old, as long as there is a muscle in his mind that can turn a little bit, he can distinguish between who he can offend and who he can't offend.

It was no more difficult for the real Zipeng to crush the three of them than to trample a few ants. Yan Zhengming gritted his teeth, feeling really confused and restless. Although it is not very good, it will not depreciate itself, and it has the general knowledge of a mortal teenager who has just started.

In the past, although Zhenren Zipeng had a cold attitude, he had never been so stern to him.

Yan Zhengming's mind flashed and he came to a conclusion: something must have happened in the mountain.

At this time, Li Yun, who was behind him, couldn't help but whispered: "Senior brother, she won't let us in, I... I think, why don't we go back to find the master?"

Yan Zhengming didn't dare to make trouble for the real person Zipeng, but he was not so polite to the junior brother who was like a shit stick.

Immediately, Young Master Yan said without turning his head: "It took us nearly an hour to come here. Now we will go back the same way and find Master. Did you invite him to identify the body?"

The majestic mountain gate and the sinister yīn anger instantly turned the sweat on Li Yun's forehead. He shivered fiercely, and Li Yun stepped into the cowardly trap with one foot again, thinking that they were real swords. Facing a big monster with real guns—he was still a big monster who didn’t welcome them, and still standing on both feet at this time, it was already not easy for Li Yun.

But Han Yuan...

Li Yun's retreat knocked on his conscience, he hesitated for a long time, and finally said in pain: "But we can't even get in the door, let alone face the big and small monsters inside, I...I I think, since the fourth junior brother came in last night, and it's all right now, maybe we... don't need to rush this moment, we..."

Standing in front of the fishy mouth, Yan Zhengming was actually shivering quietly. At the same time, because of Zi Peng's impoliteness, he was secretly furious, so he was in a situation where he was trembling and furious at the same time. , going back and forth is embarrassing.

But as soon as Li Yun opened his mouth, he easily broke this balance.

Yan Zhengming heard Li Yun's fallacy of evading responsibility, and his anger suddenly overwhelmed his fear.It was sprinkled on Li Yun.