No Evil

Just as he was about to approach, his eyeballs bulged, and he was so frightened that he nearly burst out.

It was as if he had seen something terrifying, cold sweat pouring down his body.

His body traced a perfect arc in midair, exerting unprecedented speed as he fled into the distance.

However.

He had just flown out half a zhang when he suddenly shuddered, and at that moment a force acted on his body, pulling him back.

"Boom!"

He slammed heavily into the ground.

At this moment, Lu DaSheng felt like dying. He had actually encountered this terrible existence again.

But he didn't dare have the slightest complaint in his heart. He crawled up with an apologetic smile and said, "Senior, what a coincidence, we meet again."

"You again?"

A gloomy voice came from under the black robe, obviously recognizing Lu DaSheng as well.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's me."

Lu DaSheng wiped the cold sweat and stammered.

"You really have guts!" The voice under the black robe sank, and as the voice fell, a sense of absolute pressure acted directly on Lu DaSheng, saying coldly, "It seems the lesson I taught you last time was not enough!"

Hearing this, Lu DaSheng shuddered in fear.

After regaining his senses, he waved his hands and pleaded, "Senior, senior, senior, you misunderstood! I really passed by this time!"

"Do you believe him?"

The black robe looked at the dog at his feet.

The dog shook his head vigorously.

"Then how do we deal with him?" The black robe asked again.

"Sincerity?" The dog squinted and said.

"Hmm!" The black robe nodded solemnly, then looked at Lu DaSheng and said heavily, "I can let you go, it just depends on your sincerity."

"I do, I do!"

Lu DaSheng's voice trembled as he quickly opened his storage ring and took out a large pile of elixirs.

"Just this?"

Hearing these elixirs, a disdainful voice came from under the black robe, and at the same time an even stronger sense of pressure acted on Lu DaSheng.

Under this tremendous pressure, Lu DaSheng crawled on the ground, scared out of his wits. He no longer dared to hide anything, and directly took out his storage ring.

With a stretch of his sleeve, the storage ring fell in front of Ao Qing.

"Qing, take a look."

"Okay, brother."

Ao Qing opened the storage ring, then said, "Brother, there's nothing good for you here, but some things are quite useful for me."

"Oh?"

The black robe was surprised: "In that case, this storage ring is yours."

"Oh thank you brother, you are so handsome and open-minded, with great blessings and wisdom, heroic and extraordinary, with longevity like the southern mountains..." The dog excitedly put away the storage ring and kept praising the black robe.

This torrent of flattery made the black robe lift his head slightly.

Then with a wave of his palm, he shouted at Lu DaSheng: "Get lost!"

Hearing this, Lu DaSheng showed a relieved expression and thanked him before running away with his legs crossed.

"Brother, his black robe looks pretty good. I think if you wear this black robe, you will be even more wise and heroic." Seeing Lu DaSheng's black robe, the dog eagerly said.

"Oh?"

The black robe looked down at his own black robe, then at Lu DaSheng's black robe, and nodded, "You're right."

After saying that, he reached out his palm towards Lu DaSheng.

"Come back!"

This pitied Lu DaSheng. He had just run a few steps and was relieved, but this grab made tears run down his face. Groveling on the ground, he trembled, "Senior, do you have any other orders?"

"Clothes, take them off!" said the black robe uncompromisingly.

"Ah?"

Lu DaSheng's eyes widened.

"What ah?"

The black robe waved his palm, and Lu DaSheng only felt a chill throughout his body. His clothes were fluttering and were already in the hands of the black robe.

"Ouch, senior, robbing my things is one thing, but why humiliate me like this!" Finally, Lu DaSheng's grievances erupted. Clasping his thighs with one hand and covering his bird with the other, he cried loudly.

However, in front of him was only an empty recliner. The man and the wolf had long since disappeared.

"Sob!"

"An unprovoked disaster, what an unprovoked disaster!"

Lu DaSheng was in tears. He looked around the desolate surroundings without even a leaf, then suddenly took a step into the void. Exerting unprecedented speed, he rushed towards Qingshan Gate.

At the same time, Lu Qingshan and his group who had rushed back finally returned to Qingshan Gate.

"Someone's coming!"

Zhu Yun suddenly shouted.

Hearing this, the Qingshan ancestors immediately looked into the distance. They could clearly perceive a powerful fluctuation rushing towards Qingshan Gate at an extremely fast speed.

"An enemy raid?"

Zhu Yun asked nervously.

The Qingshan ancestor also frowned. The vital energy throughout his body had already begun circulating as the group waited in preparation for the approaching powerful fluctuation.

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