But at this moment.

But a muffled "clang" sound suddenly came outside the house.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a very disharmonious voice:

“Baga…”

When this sound rang, the originally lively atmosphere frozen instantly.

Everyone turned their heads and looked out.

Then, I heard a burst of footsteps.

Soon, a group of people gathered outside the main hall gate.

But this group of people is obviously not our Central Plains people.

They were shaved with bald heads and braids.

Wearing wide clothes, wearing wooden clogs, and a long knife around his waist.

As soon as you look, you will know it is Fusang ronin.

Looking at the number, there are still quite a lot.

When I saw that it was Fusang ronin, the person who came was not kind.

Nan Chen couldn't help frowning and slowly put down the wine glass in his hand.

They did have some holidays with the ronin.

I just don’t know if these ronin people who appear now were brought by their enemies before.

"Master, ronin!"

Qiu Sheng spoke.

Uncle Jiu and others all looked down.

At the same time, I heard Uncle Jiu say:

"No, it's Onmyoji!"

"Onmyoji..."

Qiu Sheng said to himself.

After careful examination, I found that these are not ordinary ronin.

Everyone has mysterious energy fluctuations, and these people are all practitioners.

In Fusang, they are all called Onmyoji.

Qiu Sheng wanted to ask a few more questions.

But he was stopped by Uncle Jiu and signaled him not to speak for now.

Then, I saw Uncle Jiu get up and leave the table.

When everyone saw Uncle Jiu stand up, they all stood up one after another.

Then, I saw a sudden separation among the crowd outside the house.

Then, I saw a middle-aged man in the head.

He took a young man and walked straight into the house.

Seeing this, Nan Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Because he discovered that the young man.

It was Miyamoto, the Fusang Onmyoji who came to Yizhuang for trouble.

Wencai's current Jiuju Staff was snatched from that kid.

As soon as the middle-aged man entered the house, he glanced at everyone.

Then he sneered and said in a stiff Chinese:

“Yoxi, it smells so fragrant.

But today, you all have to be obedient.

Otherwise, my Jiuju and his sect will flatten you.

Kill all of you…”

As soon as this said, Uncle Jiu, Qianhe, Mamadi, Simu and even Master Ikki, his heart suddenly jumped.

They have been in the world for many years and have heard of the name of "Nine Ju and One Sect".

This is a major sect in Fusang, and there are often disciples walking around the Central Plains Taoist dynasty.

But now that it appears here, what's the situation?

However, Uncle Jiu vaguely guessed what was going on.

Nine chrysanthemum staff.

Subconsciously, he glanced at Wencai.

But Wencai, this time, was not afraid at all, and he held his head high and his chest held high.

And after the middle-aged man on the opposite side said this.

Before Nanchen could react.

The guy had already faced Miyamoto with his face sideways and said in a stiff Chinese:

"Miyamoto, who stole the staff? Point it out."

Miyamoto nodded:

"Hi!"

After saying that, this guy took a step forward.

I found Nanchen directly among the crowd.

In his eyes, murderous intent and coldness were revealed at this moment.

Pointing to Nanchen, he said:
Chapter completed!