The six-tailed demon fox had red blood flowing out of his mouth, smashing the golden cauldron in his hand towards Su Jin and Meng Qi who were rushing towards him. The originally huge body shrank dozens of times in an instant, and hit the ground with all his feet. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a shadow, rushed out of the inn, and disappeared into everyone's eyes.

"Are you still chasing me?" Xiaolongnu caught the sword in the air and turned to ask Su Jin.

Su Jin shook his head and said, "No need to chase after you, we have already got what we want."

"What if the demon fox comes to us for revenge in the future?" Meng Qi said.

Su Jin laughed and said, "She can't defeat us now, so it's OK in the future? Don't worry, if she remembers this hatred and wants to avenge her, then we will kill her when the time comes."

As I spoke, the sky outside gradually became brighter.

When he went into the room, Qingming stretched his waist and walked out of the room with a refreshing spirit. After seeing the broken lobby, he was stunned and said in shock: "What happened last night...?

"Remember, we saved your life." At this time, Su Jin had already put away the treasures scattered all over the ground and looked at Qingming with a smile.

Qingming rubbed his face speechlessly and said speechlessly: "When I don't know anything, I want me to owe a favor?"

"There was such a fierce battle last night that didn't wake you up. Don't you understand what this means?" Su Jin asked back.

Qingming's face changed slightly and he said, "I understand. If I have the chance, I will definitely repay this favor."

Su Jin nodded with satisfaction: "Let's go, keep on going, cross another river and reach Shendu."

Ten days later.

evening.

A decorative luxury building ship gradually came to the inside of the city along the Shendu River. Five people on the deck of the building looked up at the luxurious buildings on both sides of the river, with different expressions.

Suddenly, a melodious and beautiful flute sound came from the archway ahead. The boat slowly landed. Everyone on the boat turned their eyes to see the place where the flute sounded. They saw a straight figure standing on the eaves of the archway, holding a flute in their hands, quietly playing the notes.

"How lonely this person should be when standing on the top of the city at night, standing on the top of the city to play the flute." Su Jin murmured.

Qingming's cheeks twitched for a moment, and he couldn't help but argue: "Mr. Su Jin, that should be a recorder, right?"

"Is there any difference between playing the flute and playing the recorder?" Su Jin asked strangely.

Qingming was stunned and then speechless.

Amid the melodious sound of flutes, a figure holding Changqin slowly walked out of the darkness, staring at the flute-player.

"Clang!"

At some point, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and a splash of sword light instantly cut through the void, slashing towards the figure in the darkness.

"Bang!"

The figure tied Changqin behind him and punched him on the blade. His body was repelled by powerful force and hit hard in the center of a wall. Countless sand and soil flew over his head and shoulders.

The swordsman held the long sword in his hand, as if he had held the entire world. The sword light occupied the entire vision of the figure and drew scars on his body.

"Why do you want to kill me?" the figure shouted angrily.

"Demon, you deserve to die!" said the swordsman indifferently.
Chapter completed!