Chapter 471 Why Are You Following Me?

Hua Chongyang's eyes lit up, he bowed and said:

"When Mr. Qi said this, I also had some impressions. I went to Jingzhou City to inquire about it before, and there was indeed such a thing. But I didn't pay attention to it at that time, so I didn't inquire about the details."

Yu Zhenghai nodded and said:

"Brother Xian means that we intercept this person for my use?"

"That's right."

Yu Zhenghai's eyes lit up.

He stood up, slapped Si Wuya on the shoulder, and said with a hearty smile, "Brother Xian really woke up the dreamer!"

Hua Chongyang also showed admiration.

He didn't pay much attention to the same information, but in Si Wuya's hands, it became extremely useful.

Si Wuya was filmed so that he almost vomited blood, and said, "However, my cultivation is not high, so it is not realistic to intercept this person."

Yu Zhenghai said: "This is easy to handle. The four guardians are at your disposal. The other three are far away in Liangzhou. Just a word from the virtuous brother, they will come no matter how far they are." He patted again on his chest, "I'll let you send it for my brother."

After saying this, Hua Chongyang hurriedly said:

"Mr. Qi, leave this matter to me... I am familiar with the main city of Jingzhou, and I also know the location of the Sacrificial Terrace."

How can the dignified Netherworld Sect leader do this kind of thing, it's really a shame.

Yu Zhenghai glanced at Hua Chongyang with admiration.

Si Wuya nodded and said:

"Then there is brother Lao Chongyang."

"This is what subordinates should do!" Hua Chongyang said.

"Although Sacrificial Tiantai won't involve too much power, to be on the safe side, you have to keep a low profile, and don't reveal your identity easily, otherwise... even the big brother won't be able to save you. Also, those who can be outsmarted must not be reckless. Acting. After all, offering sacrifices to the sky is dealing with people." Si Wuya said meaningfully.

Hua Chongyang said, "My subordinates understand."

"Go.

"

Hua Chongyang respectfully left the hall.

He's gone.

Yu Zhenghai nodded with satisfaction: "When my virtuous brother was here, I felt much more comfortable. These days, I have been very upset for my brother. I have been thinking about breaking my head, but I can't think of a good way to capture Jingzhou City."

Si Wuya smiled and said:

"The four major guardians are highly cultivated, and there are many experts in the Netherworld Sect. How can you not even think of a way?"

Yu Zhenghai shook his head and said:

"Now that the Kyushu is in chaos, it's no problem for my brother to concentrate on fighting one city. But it is even more difficult to stabilize the whole situation. Bai Yuqing, Yang Yan and Di Qing are sitting in Liangzhou, and they have to be careful to guard against the surprise attack of the Rouly people. If you have too many scruples, your mind will be chaotic, and your mind will be chaotic, so you can calm down and think about countermeasures.”

Especially when the era of cutting lotus started, the news of Jiuye's birth spread all over the world of practice.

It made him anxious.

On the bright side, although he disturbed the situation in Kyushu, many places were controlled by the Netherworld. But as long as one day, if you fail to cut off the lifeline of Shendu, it will not be successful, let alone conquer the imperial city of Shendu.

"Senior brother, don't worry." Si Wuya's tone sank, "I will do my best."

For some unknown reason, Yu Zhenghai felt that Si Wuya had changed significantly compared to before.

He didn't know why Si Wuya became so determined, and he didn't know what he had gone through. It seemed that people had settled down a lot.

Yu Zhenghai didn't speak, turned around with his hands behind him, and looked at the map of Dayan on the table.

...

In Yunlai Inn, everything is business as usual.

Luzhou opened the window and looked down at the street.

Still no movement.

This old man, this disguise card, was used in vain?

Boom, knock on the door—

"Guest officer, your meal."

Xiao Er pushed the door open and put the food on the table.

Lu Zhou glanced.

In fact, cultivators who reach the Primordial Spirit cultivation level often do not need to eat or drink for ten days and a half months. However, since he came to Jingzhou City, he couldn't attract the attention of others.

"Little Er, what's going on in Jingzhou City recently?" Lu Zhou asked.

"Objectively, you have asked many times... Jingzhou City is very calm, there is no place safer than here, you can always live in peace of mind." Xiao Er said with confidence.

Such an answer was to be expected.

There was a lively sound on the street, and some low-level cultivators gathered together in groups and walked towards the multiplication.

There are also many people, wearing strange clothes.

Lu Zhou pointed out the window: "Little Er, what's the matter?"

Little Er raised his heels, glanced at it, shook his head and said, "It's boring to sacrifice alive."

"Living sacrifice?"

"In previous years, the live sacrifices were pigs, cattle, and sheep. I heard that this year's live sacrifices are personal, and I don't know if it is true or not." Xiao Er said while setting up the food, "Guest officer, please take it slow."

no matter what era.

There will be people like that.

Lu Zhou shook his head, not wanting to meddle in his own business.

The streets are getting louder and louder.

Just as he was about to close the window... he saw a man trotting across the street.

The dress is very ordinary, but the appearance is somewhat familiar.

"This person is..." Lu Zhou couldn't remember for a while.

who is coming?

Why are you so familiar?

Old man this memory!

The more I look at it, the more strange it becomes.

Lu Zhou tapped his toes, left the restaurant, and fell into the alley next to the inn.

Step into the street, follow the direction, and follow.

At the end of the street, the man suddenly stopped and turned around——

"Dare to ask why the old gentleman is following me?" The man had already discovered that someone was following, and deliberately walked all the way.

Lu Zhou said indifferently, "Little friend, this old man seems to have seen you somewhere."

This is also true.

Just can't remember for a while.

But to this man, it was very funny.

"In Xiahuayang, the old gentleman has made a mistake, don't follow me anymore."

It's okay if he doesn't nominate a son.

As soon as I mentioned it, Lu Zhou remembered - Hua Chongyang.

That is, the head of the four guardians of the Nether Sect, the first Hua Chongyang in the Qinglong Hall.

The head of the four Dharma guardians, the master of the seven-leaf golden lotus, entered Jingzhou City alone. Why is this?

When Hua Chongyang turned to leave, his brows slightly wrinkled.

I quickly searched the memory in my mind, and there is no such person.

It would be bad if he revealed his identity and destroyed Mr. Qi's plan.

Lu Zhou took a look at the remaining time of this "Transformation Card", and there were still about two days left.

followed up.

As long as you follow Hua Chongyang, you won't have to worry about not seeing Yu Zhenghai, a scoundrel.

Lu Zhou hid his breath, like a passerby.

The Yi Rongka thing seems to be pretty good... But Fan Hua Chongyang knew his identity, and he was so frightened that he ran away.

After three or four streets, we left the main city.

Go north of Jingzhou City.

Halfway through, Hua Chongyang suddenly turned his direction and hurriedly attacked behind him like lightning——

"Old man, I'm sorry!"

His figure was like electricity.

When he arrived ten meters in front of Luzhou, Hua Chongyang found that the old man looked calm and calm.

An indescribable sense of oppression hit his heart.

Just when Hua Chongyang's fist was about to hit Luzhou's face——

Lu Zhou raised his palm.

The five fingers seem to be attached to the current, looming.

Crank arm push!

boom!

At the moment when the palms collided, vertical qi burst out!

Hua Chongyang was immediately thrown out by this terrifying force, flipped in the air and flew back... flipped three times, then landed, and took three steps back.

His eyes were full of surprise.

Penglai Gang palm?

Six leaves? Seven leaves? Or eight leaves?

He couldn't judge.

Because he only used 30% of his strength... he didn't use all his strength.

But since this old man can face it so calmly, at least it is more than six leaves.

Hua Chongyang put away his contempt and cupped his hands: "Old sir... I have no grievances with you, why are you following me?"