Chapter 77 Three People Want to Kill the Sweeper

The night was as dark as ink, and there was no one in Chunyu Pavilion, so the sweeping man left quietly and no one noticed.

After roughly identifying the location, the sweeping man showed a smile on his burnt face. Even though the smile looked scary on his face, it could be seen that the sweeping man was very happy.

The night wind blew, accompanied by a voice, which made the sweeping man who was about to leave pause slightly.

"Didn't we agree not to care? You still have to go."

Behind the sweeping man, the woman in red walked out slowly. Although she had a charming look on her face, there was a strong sadness in her eyes.

When the woman in red appeared, the sweeping man stopped, then turned around very stiffly, and tightened his hand holding the broom.

The cold wind poured in between the two of them, blowing up the corners of the woman in red's clothes, and the woman in red looked more and more resentful.

"There are some things I have to do. I just want to return this thing to the academy. I don't care about anything else." The sweeping man raised the broom in his hand and said helplessly.

"You still feel guilty." The woman in red said bluntly.

"Yes, I was wrong back then. After so many years, I have given up a lot, but this is a small chance for me to atone for my sins." The sweeping man sighed.

As he spoke, his hand holding the broom became tighter and tighter.

"The last time." The sweeping man added.

The woman in red did not speak, and her hand hidden in her sleeve was clenched into a fist. Her fingers were slightly white because of the fist.

About half an incense stick of time passed before the woman in red let go of her hand.

"How much did the two of us pay to get back the peaceful days we have now? Do you really want to let everything go to waste?" the woman in red asked.

The sweeping man fell silent, not knowing how to answer, but he did not move a step.

The woman in red gently raised her hand and placed it on her neck. Her thumb and index finger seemed to pinch something and peeled it out.

It was a piece of skin.

After the skin was peeled off, there was a burned face under the skin, similar to the sweeping man.

"In order to hide my identity, you destroyed my appearance. The Ninth Princess agreed, and she did it. Sheng County is far away, but it is enough for us to live." The woman in red continued.

"I must repay this debt, otherwise I will not be at peace for the rest of my life." The sweeping man let out a long breath and said.

At this time, the woman in red suddenly put the belt back on her face and restored her original appearance.

She stopped talking and turned to walk into Chunyu Pavilion.

This action was very strange, and it made the sweeping man stunned, and he couldn't figure out what happened.

"Go, I just tell you the possible cost, but I can't stop you. Husband and wife follow each other. If you really return to your hometown, I will accompany you."

The voice of the woman in red came from Chunyu Pavilion.

There was a hint of helplessness in the voice, but more of a kind of calmness of husband and wife following each other.

The sweeping man was stunned for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and left Chunyu Pavilion with a broom.

...

Liu Mansion.

It was late at night.

Except for Xu Bai and Wuhua, everyone else had fallen asleep one after another.

Outside Liu Xu's room, a figure flashed by.

The sweeping man came to the door with a broom in his hand and knocked on the door gently.

"Huh..."

A sound of wind passed by.

Several pages flew out from the screen and condensed in mid-air.

On the pages, beautiful words came out and swept towards the sweeping man.

At this time, the sweeping man shook slightly, and the pages flew out and returned to the room.

A sound was heard in the room, and then it fell into silence.

The sweeping man was stunned.

Before he could react, the door seemed to be loose and had been opened. There was nothing inside, and there was a big hole on the ground.

"There is also a tunnel?" The sweeping man twitched his mouth slightly.

Is this something a scholar can do?

How cautious must one be to dig a tunnel in his own room?

He never thought that a scholar could make such a mechanism. In his impression, it seemed that such a mechanism did not exist.

"It seems that I have to chase him." The sweeping man thought.

Just as he thought of this, something strange happened, causing the sweeping man to give up the idea.

"Huh..."

A dense sound of wind came out at a very fast speed.

The sweeping man knew that it was late at night, so he hurriedly drew a line on the ground with the broom in his hand.

The word "quiet" appeared, and the sound of wind disappeared.

"Reader?"

The sweeping man heard the surprised voice, raised his head, and saw dense lights approaching.

A book flew out of his arms and surrounded his body.

The golden light fell on the pages of the book, and the sweeping man took a step back.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

The crisp sound fell to the ground, and the word "quiet" in the air emitted light, and the sound was infinitely reduced.

The sweeping man looked down and found a pile of copper coins on the ground.

"What a wonderful hidden weapon technique, it can force me to retreat two steps. Although it is a second-level, this person has cultivated to the realm of perfection, otherwise it would be impossible to force me back."

The sweeping man thought secretly in his heart.

Of course, as soon as his thought came to mind, he saw a head full of green light.

"Boom!"

The head hit the page, but the word "quiet" in the air lit up again, reducing the sound.

The sweeping man took another step back and finally saw that it was Xu Bai and the other two, and shouted: "Wait! I am not your..."

The hidden weapon was Xu Bai's maple leaves like rain, and the green light was Wuhua.

Before he finished speaking, there was movement over the catkins.

The color of the pages floating around the catkins turned burnt yellow, filled with an evil breath.

"Pulling yin and yang." The catkins pointed at the sweeping man.

This name, at first glance, does not fit the personality of a scholar.

A feeling of drowsiness came over, and the sweeping man was startled.

"This is... the ability to capture souls, aren't you a scholar?"

The sentence was not finished because Xu Bai moved.

Wuhua used himself as a shield and hit the sweeper's back, causing him to stagger.

And Xu Bai passed by with his sword...

Break one move!

Reverse the yin and yang and mess up the four directions!

At this moment, Xu Bai became ethereal and it was impossible to distinguish between the real and the fake.

And this sword slashed fiercely on the pages outside the sweeper's body.

The sweeper felt a force coming out of his body and his chest hurt slightly.

He... was injured?

How is this possible? Three eighth-grade people actually injured him?

He was already at the peak of the seventh grade, and only one step away from the sixth grade. How could he fall here?

The sweeper frowned and wanted to activate the pages.

But at this moment, Liu Xu was holding the Qingyun pen and sliding in the air.

The charred pages covered his pages and were pulled faintly.

Although it was not strong for him, a moment was enough.

The body of the scholar was not strong to begin with, and at this moment his body was restrained by Wuhua, and the pages of the book lost control for a moment.

What made him palpitate was Xu Bai's knife.

Anyone with a smart mind could seize this moment of loss of control.

The three of them joined forces, and the sweeping man, a master who was about to reach the sixth level, was about to fall.

At this moment, the sweeping man couldn't help but shout a word.