C3985 (2/2)

”Follow them, at the critical moment, direct.”

Not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

In particular, he even suspected that the owner of VIP Room No. 9 gave all the proceeds from the auction to the scholar and asked him to bring it back. However, he deliberately attracted people's attention to ensure the safety of the scholar.

”Hum.”

Sky demon rat King Leng hum, he has never failed to steal what he wants.

At the same time, King Mu followed.

Pull a hair and move the whole body.

The scholar left, leading to all eyes, are focused on his body, and secretly tracking, fighting.

The real protagonist, Fang Chen, is a leisurely display of the art of face changing, walking in the streets of Xuanlong city. He believes that with his own strength, almost no one can recognize him.

”If you want to blame, blame you for killing me.” Fang Chen murmured to himself.

Although the taixuan sect was innocent in this matter, there was no way out. Who made the scholar kill him, so he could only regard it as a victim.

Now.

In a restaurant, the red haired man was a little anxious. ”Master, the chief disciple of taixuan sect, left early in the morning. Those strong people who were staring at him secretly tracked them up. They all suspected that the man had secretly given the proceeds from the auction to the scholar. Do we want to...”For the red haired man's anxiety, the white haired old man did not care, but a smile.

He turned to look at some impatient disciples and said with a smile, ”you have been with me for so many years, why are you still so impatient? I have told you more than once that no matter what happens, don't worry, but calm down and deal with it calmly. ”

The match between masters is often in a thought.

Therefore, it is necessary to have a cool head in order to control the overall situation.

As a disciple, he is excellent in other aspects, but his mood has not been honed. He is impetuous in doing things. He is easy to fall into the trap of others.

”But...” The red haired man tried to explain, but his master stopped him.

The old man with white hair waved his hand and interrupted his disciple. Then his eyes fell on a strange man in the street. ”What do you think of this man?”

The red haired man was also stunned by this confused question. Then he looked at the strange man carefully and replied, ”master, this man should have hidden his strength. His real strength is, I think, at least in the middle level of the holy land, or even in the high level of the holy land.”

”But...”

The red haired man went on: ”his spirit is very weak, and he is at the bottom of the holy land.”

Such a person, to their master and apprentice, was nothing but rubbish. He did not understand why the master suddenly asked.

”Look carefully, taste carefully.”

The old man with white hair shook his head and said with a smile. However, a little surprise flashed through his unsophisticated pupil. Of course, the red haired man did not find out.