C153 A Single Calamity

The night was low and the alleyway was silent. The leaves of the French Parasol trees by the side of the road rustled in the night wind. Seeing the pitch-black path in front of her, the brows of Adept Xuanqing creased deeper and deeper.

There was a corner to this alleyway, and the dense foliage blocked people's view. He had no way of knowing what was going on inside.

He carefully made his way to the mouth of the alleyway and peeped into the alleyway.

The alley was extremely spacious, and only the moonlight shone on the slightly shiny floor. If it was in the past, he would definitely have been able to relax and chase after it. However, today was different. Not only did he have injuries on his body, but he had also been hit by Lin Bai before.

After carefully examining the place over and over again, Master Xuanqing did not discover any clues about the alleyway, nor did he sense any strange aura or strength.

Afraid that he would delay Ning Xiaoxiao's escape too far, Master Xuan Qing decided to walk into the alleyway after realizing that he was fine.

The more he walked forward, the faster he felt his heart beating. He felt as if he was walking into a trap. After pausing for a moment, the expression on the face of the Daoist Master Xuan Qing changed drastically. His face, which had originally been due to excessive blood loss, now looked even paler.

The alleyway was too quiet, so quiet it was as if there was no air flow. Before walking in, it felt windy, but after entering the alleyway, there was no feeling of the wind blowing on one's body. There was not even the sound of the wind blowing on the trees.

The most terrifying thing was that this alley was so long that he could barely make it. Before he came here, he had already estimated that the alley was only about 180 meters away. No matter how serious the wound on his leg was, with this much effort, he would probably be able to climb to the end of the alley!

"Could it be the Wall-Hitting Ghost?!" The first thing that came to his mind was this kind of situation.

The so-called "Wall-Hitting Ghost" referred to walking in the night or in the countryside. When walking, one could not tell one's direction, and one's self-perception was fuzzy. They did not know which direction to walk to, so they would always stay at the same place to walk in circles.

However, when he thought about it carefully, he felt that it was impossible. This Wall-Hitting Ghost usually happened in some extremely desolate places in the countryside. How could something like this happen in an international city like Zhao Yu?

In his youth, the Xuanqing people had gone through a campaign to go to the mountainous areas. At that time, they had heard many elderly people talking about these things and had seen them with their own eyes, but most of them were in desolate areas where no one came to see them.

"Could it be because I lost too much blood on my legs that I was hit by the evil charm while walking?!" After he wiped off the sweat on his forehead, he looked around with a panicked expression as he muttered to himself.

Although he should not be afraid of this sort of thing due to the appearance technique, it was merely the opinion of an outsider. The more deeply one came into contact with the business of being a grandmaster, the more one would feel a sense of reverence towards the theory of ghosts and deities. Of course, this did not apply to people like Lin Bai, who possessed supreme treasures.

This Adept Xuan Qing was an extraordinary person, but he was only an ordinary person. It was inevitable that he would have some ordinary thoughts.

"It's the Wall-Hitting Ghost. Moreover, it's an old ghost with deep cultivation. Hehe …"

Just as Xuanqing was feeling suspicious, a sharp female voice suddenly came out from the side and made his scalp tingle. The voice was so long that it really sounded like the wailing of a ghost in the middle of the night.

"Ox-nose, have you forgotten what happened that year?!" I'm here to take my life! " Before the wave of attacks subsided, the shrill female voice rang out again.

The sweat on his forehead rolled down in succession, and the expression on his face looked extremely terrified. He trembled as he faced the direction of the voice and said, "Didn't you already understand what happened that year? What are you still doing with me … "No, that's not right. Alright, it's all your fault!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of laughter coming from outside. It sounded very familiar, but when he thought about it carefully, it was Ning Xiaoxiao's laughter, and his face changed drastically. He gritted his teeth and cursed outside the alleyway.

"Stinky nose, you never thought of it, did you? If you follow your grandaunt, you will get your fair share of benefits!" Seeing that Master Xuan Qing had seen through her identity, Ning Xiaoyan did not continue to tease him. She openly showed herself and spoke to Master Xuan Qing with a sneer.

He was cursing loudly, but he was panicking inwardly. He discovered that he was actually unable to take care of the formation that the girl was unable to set up. If it was an ordinary formation, it would definitely be safe according to the route taken by the nine palaces and eight gates. However, this formation seemed to be different.

"Stupid girl, what spell did you use to trap me in this alleyway? Hurry up and let me out!" The more he panicked, the more he could not help but curse.

In fact, not everyone in this world was like Lin Bai, who had access to the 'Innate Luo Shu', and was extremely clear about the formation and effects of all the array formations. Even if it was a true master of a famous sect, he wouldn't necessarily be able to do anything.

"I let you out. You followed me, your grandaunt, the entire way, so you won't suffer a little bit. How do you know how many eyes Prince Ma has? How can you possibly take revenge for my past grudge?" Ning Huayan could not help but sneer after hearing what Master Xuan Qing said.

Daoist Master Xuan Qing said, "Damned girl, as long as I get out of this trap, I will definitely not forgive you!"

"Then we'll just wait and see. Your stinky nose will continue to crack the array. Aunt, I won't accompany you!" The corner of Ning Huaiyan's mouth slightly raised as she ridiculed the man.

When he thought of what had happened today, the anger in his heart could not stop and he scolded sternly: "Lin Bai! Ning Huaiyan! As long as this old Taoist is still alive, all of you will be my enemies for the rest of my life.

No matter how much he cursed, there was not a single sound that could be heard from the outside. Helpless, Xuanqing could only slowly remove the formation.

He wanted to crack it, but how could it be so simple? The most delicate part of the formation was its layout. At the moment, the Mysterious Master Xuan Qing was inside a lost Eight Gate Binding Formation, and it was aimed at his master. In addition to the hundred years of hidden aura accumulated in the alleyway, the effect and complexity were naturally many times more deadly.

As the night grew darker, the amount of cold sweat on the body of Adept Xuan Qing also increased. He was already wounded, and in addition to being blown away by the cold air and killing intent of the night, his expression became even more unsightly.

Time ticked by. After a long struggle, Xuanqing finally broke free from the formation.

When he came out to look at the sky, he could see that it was getting whiter than a fish's belly. True Master Xuan Qing's face was filled with worry. The sun was about to appear, and the evil Yin Energy in the alleyway was gradually weakening. The power of the array formation was about to drop, and he was only able to find a flaw in it, otherwise he would probably have to be confined within the array formation for a few more hours.

After soothing his incomparably stiff body that was invaded by the cold dew at night, Adept Xuanqing swept his gaze across the alleyway, his face filled with malice. Today's incident could be said to be the most miserable that Xuan Qing had experienced in decades. From learning how to become a master and becoming increasingly proficient in the art of portraits, almost everyone was begging him, making him forget what failure was and how cold it was.

The poor are rich, dogs in leather pants. The rich were poor and the wind was biting cold.

Yesterday's torment had caused his expression to become extremely unsightly. His originally neatly combed hair was now in disarray, and what was even worse was that his body was emitting a strong, sour smell. He had been in the same age range many times, and now that he was trapped in the array, the smell on his body was naturally unpleasant.

"Eight Gate Binding Formation, what a good plan, what a good idea. I never thought that I, Xuanqing, would be able to pull off a few more kicks in a single day!" After Master Xuan Qing straightened the crown on his head, he muttered to himself with a dark expression.

However, before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly realized that there was a thick green-black liquid at the location of his attack. After staring at that thing for a long time, Daoist Master Xuan Qing frowned and walked in front of it. He bent over, picked up a thread, and placed it under his nose to sniff. His expression immediately changed.

"Who is it that has black and green blood? Could it be that Ning Huayan's blood?!" A heavy expression appeared on Xuanqing's face. After pondering for a moment, he thought of her sickly appearance when he saw Ning Xiaoxiao yesterday and slowly spoke with a hint of happiness.

The autumn tiger was raging. It was not even noon yet, and the pedestrians on the road were already sweating like rain. Many people's backs were even soaked in sweat. However, there was a pale-faced woman standing by the side of the road. However, there was not a single drop of sweat on her face. Furthermore, her face looked terrifyingly pale.

"Huaiyan, did you suffer the backlash of the pure Yin Qi again?" Ning Yanggran looked at Ning Xiaoran's pale face with a pained expression, "Don't bother thinking anymore. We've already been walking for an entire night, let's go back quickly!"

Ning Huayan did not say anything and slowly shook her head. He turned around and looked at the office building in front of him, his eyes filled with determination.

In Ning Huaiyan's heart, the Black Master did not use the same method as the person who broke the Pure Yin Yang Immortal Array that she had set up. Furthermore, he was wounded yesterday, so from the looks of it, he must have been injured by some sort of magic.

Was this Lin Bai an enemy or a friend? Ning Huayan frowned. She stared at the signboard of Lin Baifeng and Shuishui Consulting Company, her heart full of questions.