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Huo Yuanzhen and Hui Jian heard the movements on the roof, quietly gathered their skills and held their breath to concentrate.

But after the sound rang a few times, there was no movement.

"Abbot, is the person still there?"

Hui Jian was whispering in a voice that only two could hear.

Huo Yuanzhen nodded slightly, and then suddenly said in a moderate voice: "Hui Jian, why is it so cold here? Go and make a fire."

Hui Jian understood the truth and went over to get the brazier with a twitch.

Huo Yuanzhen took this opportunity to quietly open the window and then jumped out.

This is a ridge-shaped house with many rooms and many people living inside. After Huo Yuanzhen came outside, he walked along the wall for a while, and then quietly jumped into the room.

It was midnight at this time, and I couldn't see my five fingers. Huo Yuanzhen slowly approached his room along the edge of the eaves.

If he was not mistaken, the man was lurking on the roof of his room now.

The closer I got here, the more chaotic the sound in my room, and Hui Jian's voice came out from time to time, and it sounded like he was talking to me.

Of course, Hui Jian cannot pretend for a long time, because it is absolutely unreasonable to speak alone.

About six or seven meters away from his room, Huo Yuanzhen stopped and took a closer look.

After the strengthening of the Nine Yang True Sutra, Huo Yuan has been greatly improved in all attributes and his vision has improved a lot. At this position, he can already see that ten meters ahead of him, a man in black was lying on the roof, motionless.

This person did not realize that Huo Yuan was really here.

Seeing this person from afar, Huo Yuanzhen silently activates his internal force, stretches out his index fingers with both hands, and quietly shoots a finger of the Wuxiangjie.

"A finger on the yellow beam!"

This is the third move of Wuxiangjie, which is extremely powerful. Huo Yuanzhen plans to succeed in one blow and not give the opponent a chance, so once he takes action, it is a fierce attack.

The man in black felt that it was too late when the finger wind broke through the air. The powerful finger force hit his waist hard. The man screamed and rolled his body and was about to fall into the room.

His voice was sharp, and he was actually a woman!

Huo Yuanzhen instantly moved his body and instantly came to the person's body and grabbed her sleeve.

This man tried his best to slash Huo Yuanzhen.

However, he was seriously injured after being hit by the Wuxiangjie Sword, and he was not as capable as he could. Huo Yuanzhen didn't even dodge. He slapped his palms and came first, hitting his forehead directly, knocking him out.

At this time, lights were already on outside, and it was obvious that the woman's scream had alarmed the others.

Huo Yuanzhen put the man on the roof, then jumped off the roof, went straight into the room through the window, and closed the window with his backhand.

Indoor, the Huijian had already made fire, and the indoors were gradually warming, and the inexplicable cold air had disappeared.

After a while, another Huashan disciple came to knock on the door. Huijian opened the door for him. The people went into the house for a while, but left without finding it.

These people walked forward, Huo Yuanzhen pushed open the window and flew into the room.

But when he arrived at the roof, he was shocked to find that the woman who was knocked out by himself had disappeared!

Huo Yuanzhen was really surprised now. He actually miscalculated. There were not one person who came to his room, but two!

Without further delay in the room, Huo Yuanzhen immediately returned to the room, and it took no more than five seconds.

He had just come in and sat down. Before he could speak, the Huashan disciples actually killed another shot. Seeing that there was still no one in the room, he had to leave again in depressing condolences.

When everyone left this time, Hui Jian quietly said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Abbot, was it the voice of a woman just now?"

Huo Yuanzhen nodded: "It seems that things are a bit different from what we imagined. The roof is a woman, and she is about forty years old when she hears it. Her strength should be acquired perfection or early stage of innateness."

Huijian thought for a while: "Can it be the Miaoyin nun from Hengshan? It seems that she is the only one here, a woman in her forties."

Huo Yuanzhen didn't say anything. He felt that it was not the Miaoyin nun from Hengshan. Looking at the figure of this woman, he must have seen it, but why didn't he remember it?

"Who will it be?"

Huo Yuanzhen slowly paced in the room. Now, in the entire Huashan, who would be this age woman if she weren't Miaoyin?

After thinking about it, Huo Yuanzhen suddenly had an inspiration in his mind. Could it be Qiu Zhengyang's wife?

Sitting down cross-legged, various ideas were active in Huo Yuan's mind. If this person was Qiu Zhengyang's wife, things would be very strange and would be very willing to be kind to him.

Obviously, there were two people outside just now, and they should be discussing something. Huijian went out to solve the problem, but the two people followed him. I don’t know if they wanted to plot against them for a long time, or if Huijian saw something and wanted to kill someone to silence him.

One of these two people is likely Qiu Zhengyang’s wife.

If it were her, then who would the other person be?

It is certainly not Qiu Zhengyang, and the couple would not run outside to discuss matters in the middle of the night.

Who will it be?

Qiu Zhengyang, Qiu Zhengyang's wife, Qiu Huzhong, Huashan Sect, Wuyue Sword Sect, the lost secret book of the Three Immortal Swords, the person who whispered outside with Qiu Zhengyang's wife, the inexplicable cold just now, and Qiu Huzhong went to find the mysterious person. All of this seems messy, but there must be a connection between it, it depends on whether you can think it clearly.

Originally, Huo Yuan really didn't need to worry about this, but this matter had already involved himself, so he couldn't stay out of it.

Qiu Zhengyang's wife and the other person undoubtedly wanted to attack him, but he asked himself that he had not offended them. Did Huijian attract the other party's murderous intention just because he went out once?

While thinking, there was another slight knock on the door outside.

Hui Jian frowned: "These people from the Huashan Sect are still there, I'll drive them away."

As he said that, Hui Jian opened the door and was about to say something, suddenly a figure outside flashed and a petite figure entered the room.

Huo Yuanzhen was stunned when he saw it: "Miss Hua."

The person who came in outside was actually Hua Xiaohuan.

After seeing Huo Yuanzhen, Hua Xiaohuan said excitedly: "Master, I finally found you. There are so many rooms in this Huashan Sect, and I don't know where you are. I had to capture a Huashan disciple who was patrolling the night before asking."

"Miss Hua, what are you doing?"

Hua Xiaohuan said a little aggrievedly: "Master, have you forgotten? It's February 2nd, and it's the day when the dragon raises its head."

Huo Yuanzhen suddenly realized that he had forgotten this matter and promised that Hua Xiaohuan would treat him on February 2nd.

Hua Xiaohuan said again: "Master, I want to give you something."

After saying that, she looked at Huijian hesitantly.

Seeing this, Hui Jian said, "Abbot, I'll go outside and take a look."

Huo Yuanzhen nodded. Although it is impossible to treat Hua Xiaohuan immediately now, Hua Xiaohuan must have something to do, so Huijian can go out for a while.

Seeing Hui Jian go out and close the door, Hua Xiaohuan quietly took out something from his arms and handed it to Huo Yuanzhen: "Master, you must want such a thing."

Huo Yuanzhen took it over and saw that the silk cloth thing Hua Xiaohuan gave him was a handkerchief-sized silk cloth. It was slightly cool. It should not be made of ordinary materials. Anyway, there were patterns on both sides.

On the front is a human pattern with acupoints and meridians drawn on it, which seems to be a method of practicing.

On the back, it seemed like a map, but the handkerchief seemed to have been cut open. The map above was not complete and there was no sign of the eyebrow at all.

"Is the Blood Demon Remaining Picture?"

Huo Yuan asked uncertainly. Although it was the first time he saw this thing, he felt that this must be the legendary blood demon residual map, with nine pictures in total, each one recorded a kind of martial arts, which is a complete map. After obtaining it, you can obtain the inheritance of the white-haired blood demon Ding Buer.

It can be said that these nine blood demons are the most precious treasures in the world.

Even if Ding Buer is the devil king, it cannot cover up the fact that he is the number one master in the world. Who doesn’t want his inheritance?

"Yes, it's the Blood Demon Remaining Picture. I know you must want, so I found it for you."

At this moment, Hua Xiaohuan was very happy and showed a bright smile on her face. Her cold image on weekdays was not very consistent. She had a little more girlish anger and made her look more beautiful.

"Is this obtained from your master?"

Huo Yuanzhen just asked casually, because Hua Xiaohuan probably could only get the blood demon picture from her master.

Hua Xiaohuan did not answer immediately, but hesitated for a few moments before saying, "Don't worry about who I got it from. In short, this belongs to you. You have to treat my injuries."

Huo Yuan was even more surprised to hear that Hua Xiaohuan was like this. Didn’t this blood demon image be taken from An Ruhuan?

There are only nine remaining pictures of the Blood Demon, which were kept in the hands of the nine giants of the Demon Cult in the Dingbuer era.

Among them, there are two Yifeng Liuyun's two swords. These two old guys have not appeared in the world for nearly a hundred years. Moreover, the nine giants of the Demon Sect, these two have the highest martial arts skills, and the Nine Swords of the Lonely Swords are extremely powerful. No one can snatch the residual blood demon picture from them.

The monks, Taoists and nuns are basically the same. The monks and nuns don’t know where they went. The only immortal Taoist was knocked down on the cliff by Wuming a few days ago. It is probably not his one.

Among the remaining four people, only two blood demon pictures were lost, namely Nanxia and Beimo. They died in Shaoshishan in battle. The blood demon pictures were taken away. One of them is now in An Ruhuan's hands, and the other is in Hua Wuji's hands.

Thinking of this, Huo Yuanzhen was suddenly shocked: "Miss Hua, tell me truthfully, did you get this residual picture of the blood demon in your father's hands?"

"Yes, but after the Huashan Martial Arts End, I have no relationship with him anymore."

Hua Xiaohuan seemed to hate his father very much, but he also said that it had nothing to do with his father after Huashan discussed martial arts. In this sentence, Huo Yuanzhen heard the mystery.

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