The night slowly opened, the full moon hung in the night sky, illuminating the earth with coldness and ruthlessness.

Wow wow wow!

The little crow flew everywhere in the Qingqiu Pavilion. Its screams were short and unpleasant, but it was very flexible. She didn't catch it even after making several moves.

The little crow was so upset that he screamed, Du Qi was also paced back and forth in the yard.

Tonight, it was particularly quiet outside.

The cry of the little crow did not break the silence, but made people feel even more nervous. Not only Du Qi, but everyone in the Qingqiu Pavilion had a bad premonition.

Du Qi thought of Gu Qing’s warning that he returned to the house, and he felt that something happened tonight.

He kicked over a brazier and it turned out that a bodyguard burned paper in the corner.

The escort said aggrievedly: "General escort, today is the next Yuan Festival. You should ask me to burn some paper for my ancestors."

Du Qi said: "Everyone is careful. Is it appropriate for you to burn paper alone? Or do you all celebrate the next Yuan Festival together?"

The escort sighed and walked aside.

Seeing his expression, Du Qi said, "I have really felt wronged everyone during this period. I promise that in less than two or three days, everyone can go home and have a good rest. Then everyone will give you some money and do whatever you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bodyguard who had walked to the side suddenly had a red light on his body, his eyes immediately turned blood red, and he drew his sword and slashed at Du Qi.

Du Qi was very good at kung fu. He kicked his knife away, grabbed his neck with one hand, looked at his red eyes, and thought it was not good.

He shouted, "Don't move everyone."

Du Qi has prestige, and although the stadiumers saw that apart from such changes, most of them remained unmoved.

Du Qi lifted the maid in his hand, letting everyone see his eyes clearly, and said, "Liu Ajiu was hit by evil tricks. Look at the people around you, who has the eyes problem."

The stadiumers immediately looked at each other.

I quickly found seven or eight of the eyes that had problems.

Crack!

The Qingqiu Pavilion suddenly started riots.

Du Qi looked at the bald men and rushed into the crowd, knocking down all the mates in question. Du Qi issued another order to let the mates in question gather around him. At this time, the little crow flew to the place where he was not sure where he was. There was no scream in the yard, and it became particularly quiet.

Soon, the ancient cypresses outside the Qingqiu Pavilion whistled, and there were even more unpleasant and strange sounds of sobs in the night sky.

I saw two figures appearing in the snow in front of me.

Sitting cross-legged, playing the piano, the strange and sobbing sound turned out to be the sound of the piano.

One person stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes were as white as snow. But under the moonlight, there was a strange slit between his eyebrows, as if he was on his mouth, with two rows of white and fine fangs.

It looks terrifying.

Du Qi was shocked and said inexplicably: "Young Master Xu?"

His heart sank.

Xu Qingteng smiled and said, "Tu Bo, where has Mr. Gu gone?"

Du Qi asked back without answering, "Mr. Xu, what do you mean? Who is the person around you?"

Xu Qingteng said lightly: "You are also the number one person, can't you guess it?"

Du Qi sighed and said, "It was you who killed Brother He? Why?"

At this point, he still couldn't guess what he could not guess. No wonder Gu Qing privately called Mr. Xu "Xu Qingteng" that day, and he had no respect.

"Brother Gu should have noticed Xu Qingteng's problem. So what did he do when he left Qingqiu Pavilion in the afternoon?"

Du Qi didn't believe that Gu Qing was aware of the danger and planned to escape.

Xu Qingteng said leisurely: "There is nothing to talk about what has happened. Give me the painting in the room."

Du Qi said: "Young Master Xu, you come here with your identity and you don't plan to wait for me to live. You have to draw and step on our bodies to get it."

Du Qi looked at Xu Qingteng's fleshy slit on his forehead and knew that this person had practiced some kind of evil technique. Once he was discovered, it would be difficult for people to tolerate in the world of cultivation. What's more, if he guessed correctly, he would be a piano master from the Nine-Rule Society.

Xu Qingteng also has a deep understanding of calligraphy and painting, and his identity is self-evident, so he must be a painter.

Du Qi has experienced the world for a long time and understands that Xu Qingteng appears without any concealment, so he does not intend to keep a living anymore. Today, he can only have a desperate attempt to have a way out.

Xu Qingteng smiled slightly and said, "If you deal with people like you, just click directly."

His lips moved slightly, and he didn't know what spell he was chanting. The moonlight in the yard seemed to be dyed with a strange layer of crimson. Gradually, the corps officer's eyes were blood red, and he lost his mind and attacked his companions next to him.

Du Qi was in uniform and hated him while overwhelming the bodyguard.

The bald monk drew out his big sword and knocked down the attacked escorts one by one. His actions were clean and neat, even better than Du Qi.

The other two monks also took action quickly.

In a blink of an eye, there were only a dozen people standing in the yard.

However, the rest of the people were obviously not affected by the crimson moonlight.

Xu Qingteng shook his head and said, "I really don't practice this spiritual control technique well. Anyone with a little firmer will not be affected."

Du Qi winked at the other three.

The four of them immediately turned into afterimages and attacked Xu Qingteng.

A loud sound of the piano sounded like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of Zhongduqi and others.

The remaining bodyguards all fainted on the ground.

And the three of them alone fell to the ground, and snow powder splashed everywhere.

The blind pianist wiped the sweat from his forehead and said quietly: "My friend who uses the knife, you have good skills."

At this moment, the bald head forced himself to resist the sound of the blind pianist's heavy hammer and slashed at the blind pianist with one knife.

The blind pianist held the bald monk's sword with one hand, and still had the time to wipe the sweat, and then plucked the strings on the other hand.

The sound of the piano is masterpiece.

The bald monk immediately seemed to be pushed back by an invisible big hand for about ten steps.

The blind pianist once again put the pianist in front of him.

Ten fingers popped out quickly on the strings.

Invisible sound waves attacked Du Qi and others.

Xu Qingteng didn't plan to take action, but looked at Du Qi and others leisurely with his hands in his arms.

Du Qi closed his hands and then shot a wave of heat and rushed forward, with a wave of overwhelming force and sound waves blasting against each other. The remaining two monks, one of whom opened an umbrella, turned into a surface of dozens of iron sheets, spinning at a high speed, and sizzling toward the head of the blind pianist.

Another monk drew out a long sword, and the sword chanted loudly, and the clear light poured out, covering the blind zither's retreat.

The bald monk drew his sword and said nothing, his body was full of black air, and his eyes were only on Xu Qingteng.

If Xu Qingteng wants to support the blind zither, he will launch a thunder strike at any time.

The umbrella, sword, and palm surrounded the blind pianist.

The three men of the Seventh One also showed a triangle, supporting each other, and did not give the blind pianist the opportunity to escape and break each other.

Xu Qingteng, however, regardless of whether the blind pianist was in danger, smiled at the bald head and said, "Don't be nervous, I have no plans to do it for the time being."

The bald man ignored it, the sword, the man, and the evil spirit were integrated, and he could send a full-strength attack at any time.

The blind zither took out a thin long sword from the body of the zither and pushed the iron umbrella away.

The sound wave and Du Qi's palm power offset.

At the same time, his body disappeared in a blink of an eye, causing the clear light of the sword to be lost, leaving sword marks on the snow.
Chapter completed!