Chen Zhongming said nothing.

He just wanted to laugh out loud now, but then he remembered that this place was not far from Ziyang Villa, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud.

Immediately he thought again that he was already frightened out of his wits.

What's the difference with them?

Immediately he smiled again.

There is still a difference between me and them.

All of them are afraid of death, and none of them want to die, but they themselves are not afraid of death.

Why not afraid of death?

As long as he dies with Chu Zhiyuan and can kill Chu Zhiyuan, he can be pulled into the world of the venerable.

That is a more powerful world, a world that can only be entered by ascending.

"Mr. Chen——

"That's all, let's go to Dameng and assassinate him." Chen Zhongming already understood that these people couldn't accomplish anything.

"Young Master is wise!" Feng Rui breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at those dense white bones, Zhao Shenggu’s bones were among them.

He found that he was not so fearless, not so unafraid of death.

I couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring and fearful.

I couldn't help but want to escape from Ziyang Villa and Yujing City.

As long as you run far away, even away from the sect, you are not afraid of Chu Zhiyuan.

Shrink down, don't reveal your identity, and if you don't return to the main forum, just treat yourself as dead.

No matter how strong Chu Zhiyuan is, he cannot travel all over the world alone and hunt him down in every corner of the world.

After he had this idea, he couldn't stop it and couldn't stop it.

The two of them drifted back to the woods at the foot of the mountain and sat in front of the bonfire.

The woods in the dusk are extremely dim.

The bonfire burned brightly, lighting up the surroundings and driving away the coldness in people's hearts.

"Mr. Chen."

"Mr. Zhao, he—"

"Old Feng, how is Mr. Zhao doing?"

The two ignored everyone's rising to greet them and asked questions, and came to sit down by the bonfire.

Feng Rui sighed, shook his head and told the news that Zhao Shenggu was dead.

The whole place was silent.

Although they had such speculations, the speculations were ultimately different from the facts.

They were deeply shocked to hear with their own ears that Zhao Shenggu, the great master of the Demonic Heart Sect, died like this.

Grandmaster is their lifelong pursuit and the source of motivation for their hard work.

As long as you step into the Grand Master, you will have great freedom and ease, no one can kill you, and you will live long and long.

A great master like Zhao Shenggu is his goal.

But he saw that the power he had pursued all his life was crushed so easily.

Especially since Zhao Shenggu was still with them in the morning but disappeared in the evening.

This sense of impact became even more intense, directly shattering their state of mind.

Their expressions were ugly, and for a moment, they felt as if they were still practicing hard or something.

No matter how hard you practice, you still can't resist Chu Zhiyuan's move.

Stay away from Chu Zhiyuan! Escape from Yujing!

The idea started to come to me.

Chen Zhongming said slowly: "If this thief is not eliminated, we will not be able to live in peace for the rest of our lives."

There was silence all around.

Chen Zhongming said: "Do you want to be on tenterhooks all the time, huddled in a corner and afraid to see the light? Do you want to shrink for the rest of your life?"

His sharp eyes swept over every face, and what he could see was either indifference, fear, or avoidance.

He understood in his heart that the situation was over and the people's hearts were dispersed.

It is impossible to gather them together to assassinate Chu Zhiyuan!

"That's all," he stood up and shook his head in disappointment: "Since you want to hide, then just hide for the rest of your life. I'm going."

He looked at Feng Rui.

Feng Rui hurriedly took out the black bead from his sleeve and threw it out with great reluctance.

As soon as the black beads were gone, he suddenly felt as if he had taken off a layer of clothes.

I couldn't help feeling slightly panicked.

Chen Zhongming took the black bead and glanced at everyone: "With this bead, I can avoid Chu Zhiyuan's eyes, so why don't I take the opportunity to hide?"

He chuckled: "Because I don't want to live like this all my life!"

He threw the black bead to Feng Rui again: "This can be considered a parting gift."

The black bead drew a black line and fell back into Feng Rui's hand.

Feng Rui caught it and thanked him overjoyed.

Chen Zhongming shook his head: "Take care, see you soon!"

He turned around and walked away.

Feng Rui watched him disappear into the depths of the dense forest. When he turned back, he was met with more than a dozen scorching gazes.

Feng Rui carefully took the black bead into his arms and sneered: "Want to snatch it? Who has the courage to try it?"

More than a dozen people had already surrounded him.

The next moment, everyone froze and their eyes dimmed.

After a bright moon flashed before their eyes, they felt their eyes go dark and lost consciousness.

Feng Rui's face changed slightly, and he quickly turned his head and looked around.

A thought immediately jumped out of his mind: Chu Zhiyuan!

He then focused his gaze and saw two figures flying over the woods on the opposite mountain peak.

One is handsome in fluttering purple robes, and the other is as beautiful as a fairy in white clothes.

Not far behind them, there was a shadow floating, which was easy to miss.

Came closer in the blink of an eye.

He looked straight at the handsome young man and said solemnly: "Chu Zhiyuan!"

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him and chuckled: "Since you know it's me, why don't you run away?"

"Can you escape?" Feng Rui smiled bitterly.

It's not that I don't want to escape, it's that my legs are already weak and I know I can't escape.

No matter how fast I am, I can't be faster than his secret technique.

Chu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and said, "Bring that bead to me and let me have a look."

Feng Rui threw the black beads in his sleeves over.

Zou Fang, who was behind Chu Zhiyuan, stepped forward, flicked his fly whisk, and caught the black bead.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at the black bead and shook his head: "It's a bit interesting."

He has one of these black beads now. He got it from a disciple of the Jade Cauldron Sect, and it can cover the Qi machine.

Not being seen by Wentian Ya.

It can also conceal the murderous intention of the person holding the bead.

But this black bead actually goes one step further, not only blocking Qi, but even distorting one's own super sense.

Similar to the situation at the Evil Sect Headquarters.

If one's own super sense is distorted, it cannot be located, and it cannot be directly killed by the Mingyue Sword God.

He raised his head and looked at Feng Rui: "Where did this thing come from? Tell me in detail."

"Can I survive?"
To be continued...