After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 200|A rage for beauty

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The downpour is still falling.

The lanterns under the eaves illuminated the dark night with a few cold lights.

The young man held a yellow tung oil umbrella in his hand, as if he was stepping on a ladder to the sky. He stepped on the floating tung oil umbrellas in mid-air, standing firmly at the highest point, calmly looking at the **** street.

The umbrella cover was half lowered to cover the body, and the blood fell one after another, merged into the rapid rain on the bluestone, and gradually fainted and became invisible.

Many people in the cultivation world must have heard of the name "Fire Umbrella Yuling". There are four people in "Fire Umbrella Yuling", the eldest is Hua Yanming, the second is Weng Yi, the third is Zhang Bingcan, and the fourth is Yao Guichang , among the four, three are monks in the foundation-building stage. Among them, the second oldest, Weng Yi, is the strongest and has a golden elixir cultivation level. These four people often do some things of buying murderers and killing people. They are good at using "umbrella formation". Although their cultivation level is His level is not very high in the world of cultivation, but this hand-umbrella formation makes him so enchanting that many monks at the Golden Core Stage have died under his command.

With so many people, plus these four brothers, it should be more than enough to deal with one "Lu Cixian".

But with this move, Hua Yanming's heart sank, knowing that he had been negligent.

They should never have taken this job in the first place.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and then Hua Yanming saw a scene that shocked him.

The young man's body was directly connected to the sky thunder, and when he put his hands on his hands, a dazzling electric light shot up from the palm of his hand!

What kind of evil technique is this? !

Hua Yanming was shocked. When they took this job, the other party never told them that Lu Cixian could do this trick? !

The physical body is directly connected to the sky thunder. How can a monk not be afraid of the sky thunder? Is this still a human being? Hua Yanming and Zhang Bingcan felt a sudden chill in their hearts. Without thinking much, they opened two tung oil umbrellas with "bang" and "bang". Under the cover of the umbrella, they attacked with quick punches and kicks! !

Lu Cixian also moved quickly, faster than them.

Zhang Bingcan reached out to grab it, but Hua Yanming followed closely and stretched out his foot to trip.

The two of them worked closely together.

The young man's eyes were calm and his pupils were dark. He either bent his arms or clenched his fists, with his fists and palms touching each other.

As if there were eyes under his feet, he dodged Hua Yanming's leg-locking steps and retreated hastily.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! !

The sound of flesh touching each other can be heard endlessly. He raises his hands and legs, and a circle of crystal water splashes from his clothes!

Although he has never had contact with these people, Lu Cixian's experience in running errands for many years tells Lu Cixian that these people are killers who buy gold, take people's money, and eliminate disasters for others. There is a mastermind behind this.

Who wants to kill her? Want Wen Si Xing Zhu in her arms?

Bringing Wen Sixingzhu out of Buping Academy, he never thought that he was bringing a "disaster". Along the way, he encountered many people who wanted to rob him. He was stopped at the gate of Kunshan. Nothing seems strange.

But his itinerary was kept secret along the way. Except for the disciples welcoming guests in Kunshan, no one knew that they would arrive at this time, and no one knew that their group would pass through Dingjiu Street, but Judging from the actions of these people, it was obviously arranged early in the morning.

Lu Cixian silently calculated, it was Kunshan that leaked the news, so the mastermind of the assassination order was in Kunshan? But Kunshan is so big, how can she find it?

Unable to think of a reason, Lu Cixian decisively chose the simplest, crudest and most effective method.

She closed the plum blossom umbrella in her hand, and the tip of the umbrella reflected the cold light. During the fight, while the other party was not paying attention, she tugged along the man's arm with her right hand.

Before Zhang Bingcan could react, the tip of the umbrella had already stopped in front of his throat.

"Fire Umbrella Yuling" tasted the feeling of having his own umbrella pressed against his throat for the first time.

The young man whispered: "Who sent you here?"

Zhang Bingcan gritted his teeth and said nothing as the night rain rolled over his face.

The young man said calmly: "I can kill you right now."

Zhang Bingcan knew that this was not a trick on him. What Lu Cixian said was true. Even if Zhang Bingcan and Hua Yanming were killed here, he could still turn around and chase the remaining two.

But these monks who use money to eliminate disasters for others attach most importance to the word "promise". Even if they die, they are unwilling to name their customers, not to mention that they cannot afford to offend this customer even if they die.

Seeing that Zhang Bingcan had no way to go, Lu Cixian looked at Hua Yanming again, like a real villain: "Who sent you here, if you don't tell me, I will kill him."

With his villainous temperament as a foil, the two brothers in front of him seemed particularly willing to die rather than surrender.

Hua Yanming stared at Zhang Bingcan closely, with an ugly expression on his face, but he still said: "Even if you kill me and the third child here, we won't tell you that doing business depends on just a letter."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tip of the umbrella tilted slightly, slicing his neck open. Zhang Bingcan's eyes widened, he made two "ho ho" sounds in his throat, and immediately died.

Hua Yanming's whole body was shaken, and he roared in grief and anger: "The third child!!"

In the midst of this excitement, I felt a chill in my heart, and a black-gold sword took advantage of the gap to pierce through my chest.

Hua Yanming's eyes widened in disbelief, as if he didn't expect the young man in front of him to strike so neatly.

"Peel"——

A muffled sound.

The young man held up the blood-stained yellow plum tung oil umbrella again, hung it on the umbrella, and looked at the several corpses lying on the ground.

He has never seen such a sincere businessman. Compared with some profiteers in other worlds such as gutter oil and tainted milk powder, he has no idea where his conscience is, but...

Lu Cixian looked at the corpse on the ground in silence, kicked down a few umbrellas, covered the other party's body, and said an imperceptible apology.

These people walking on the edge of life and death have already taken revenge today. Even if he lets them go, they will still come back for revenge another day.

Looking up at the rolling dark clouds in the sky, the young man folded up his umbrella and disappeared down the long street in a blink of an eye.

When Yuan Liu and his men followed the secret passage of the night watch disciples and arrived, all they saw were corpses lying on the ground, and umbrellas hanging in layers on the long street that could cover the sky.

Anbu Disciple A was surprised: "This is this?"

Yuan Liu's heart sank slightly. He was experienced and could tell at a glance that this was a monk who specialized in bounties.

Did Lu Cixian do this?

When he followed Ma Huaizhen to the fellow practitioners association, he only saw Lu Cixian from a distance.

Yuan Liu squatted down and turned over the corpse on the ground. Yuan Liu was a little stunned.

This move was so swift and swift that it made him, an ANBU disciple who had experienced many battles, feel a little chilly.

The man's face was solemn.

Lu Cixian may be more calm and decisive than he imagined.

They arrived a step too late and the battle was already over.

Yuan Liu sighed, his face turned a little dark, and turned around to form a team: "Keep chasing, they shouldn't have gone far yet."

"They" of course refers to the group of Kunshan disciples.

I stayed up late at night practicing, and came to Dingjiu Street to increase the workload of their night patrol disciples. Why couldn't I contact Qiao Wan at this time? Not long after Qiao Wan came back, he didn't even have time to say a few words to her.

When she came back, the commotion in the Discipline Hall was undoubtedly the most violent. There were also many Kunshan senior officials and sect elders who had many objections. Lu Bihan single-handedly mediated and suppressed these. Now seeing Qiao Wan just calm down and turning around, Yuan Liu touched the jade slip in his arms. He still had to inform Lu Bihan to take his son back. Fortunately, he had already sent a message in advance.

The problem is that he is now worried that Qiao Wan will come here by accident.

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After collecting the Wen Si Xing Zhu, Lu Cixian flew all the way.

Before Xiao Sanlang left, he made many marks along the way so that he could follow the marks and catch up in time.

He does not doubt Xiao Huan's ability, and the cultivation level that is qualified to compete for the next head of the Xiao family is definitely still higher than his. What he is most worried about now is that after Xiao Sanlang led this group of people to Xiao Huan, there will be no He was left alive. If that were the case, it would be a bit difficult to find out who was behind it.

Being able to find out the news about Kunshan, being able to lay out an ambush here in time, and being able to mobilize the "Fire Umbrella Yuling" group of people, the mastermind behind it and the people she met along the way were Wen Si Xingzhu. Everyone has different ideas. The mastermind must be a powerful figure.

There is such a person watching from behind, if you don’t find out...

The young man pursed his lips.

He was worried.

Arrived.

After a pause, Lu Cixian raised his head and glanced at the sign in front of him.

A two-story attic stood quietly in the night rain. It was not closed yet. The lights inside the building were brightly lit. The light in front of the door reflected on the wet stone surface, giving off a yellowish light.

The windows on the second floor facing the street were wide open, and there were intermittent sounds of fighting.

Without thinking much, Lu Cixian immediately flew up. As soon as he climbed into the second floor, he heard an elegant and calm voice with a smile.

"The guests are coming."

"This must be the famous Lu Cixian?"

The young man with black hair and golden rings stood by the window, looking at the visitors with a smile.

Even Xiao Huan is inevitably a little curious.

This is... Lu Cixian?

Lu Cixian calmed down and looked behind Xiao Huan.

A lot of corpses lay scattered behind him. The innkeeper looked in shock and looked at the mess in the place. Xiao Sanlang and the disciples from Kunshan were dealing with the injuries. The "girl" in the red wedding dress and Bu Ping The disciples in the academy were standing together. When they saw him coming, they all raised their heads and whispered: "Master Shan."

Lu Cixian's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately noticed something was wrong.

On the withered face of the "girl", there was a sharp cut with bones visible, running from the eyebrow to the lip, and it was **** and ferocious.

Wang Ruyi was shocked when she saw the young man. She immediately pursed her lips in grievance, pointed at the knife edge on her face and said coquettishly, "Brother Cixian...it hurts."

This scene of the ugly female corpse sobbing and acting like a baby made Xiao Sanlang and the others feel a little uncomfortable, and they couldn't help but take another look at the young man.

This...?

Unexpectedly, the young man actually became angry. He clenched his fingers with an expressionless face, raised his head and scanned around the second floor: "Who did this?"

Xiao Huan looked at the young man who was full of moisture and vitality with inquiring eyes, cupped his hands, and took a step forward: "During the fierce battle, this female Taoist friend was accidentally hit by the sword energy."

"Where is the person who is angry with the knife?"

"Already escaped." Xiao Huan sighed, with a hint of guilt on his face, "I'm sorry, it's because I was incompetent and couldn't stop everyone, but I still escaped partially."

Lu Cixian glanced at him: "Thank you Daoist Fellow Xiao for your help. They have a large number of people. It is not easy for Fellow Daoist to protect so many people."

Xiao Huan: "Fellow Daoist Lu is too polite."

Lu Cixian: "Which direction did the other party go?"

Xiao Huan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Fellow Taoist, are you going to chase me alone?"

The young man rubbed his jade-white fingers and said calmly: "There is a cloud in the art of war. Don't stop when you return to the army. Surround the army's remains. Don't press the enemy if you are poor. If you pursue the enemy alone, you are not afraid of the other party sinking the cauldron or jumping over the wall to show your fate. Forced? ”

Not only Xiao Huan, but also others behind him obviously didn't agree.

"We have already notified the World Enlightenment Hall, and the Anbu is expected to arrive now."

And...

Furthermore, people are angry at beauty. Although I don’t know why this female corpse cultivator is traveling with Lu Cixian, she looks a little apologetic.

The expressions of the others are a bit weird. I really can’t understand why the seemingly immortal Lu Cixian is accompanied by such a person who doesn’t know how sorry he looks and is imitating the beauty’s coquettishness. A crazy female corpse.

One of the Kunshan disciples couldn't help but said: "Fellow Daoist Lu, this is it..."

This ugly thing...

Before he finished speaking, the sword light suddenly lit up.

The young man suddenly drew his sword, and Wen Si Xingzhu in his hand brushed past the opponent's ear. With one strike of his sword, he struck down the "black robe" who was standing up unsteadily behind the Kunshan disciple.

The Kunshan disciple who just spoke was so frightened that he almost fell to his knees.

The room suddenly became quiet, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at the young man in front of the window in shock.

"Wen Si Xing Zhu, although it cannot be used to fight, it can still be used to kill people."

The young man stepped forward, picked up the human head on the ground in his hand, held the head coldly, and looked at Wang Ruyi: "Wait."

After saying that, he turned over and jumped out of the window.

Xiao Sanlang took a few steps forward.

The young man hugged the fox fur and held the window frame with his hands, quietly looking at the dark night and listening to the rain knocking on the window.

"Young Master?"

Xiao Huan chuckled with unknown meaning: "This Lu Cixian, fellow Taoist Lu, is unexpectedly romantic, affectionate, and compassionate."