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"You refused a toast and refused a forfeit." Gongsun'er didn't want to keep pestering him. The butterfly in his hand moved slightly and strangely separated. Looking from afar, it looked like a flower petal slowly drifting down from the sky.
However, those petals were not harmless. Instead, they were sharp weapons capable of killing people.
In the blink of an eye, the "petals" aimed their sharpest blades at the four of them.
Hua Yu took a step back. "This is bad."
Tang Ming looked at Young Master Gongsun and then looked at Li Qianchen before tossing the armor to him.
Gongsun Wu-er looked at Li Qianchen, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.
Now!
Tang Ming turned his head, but was stopped by a small hand. Hu Qi revealed an innocent smile and said, "Have you forgotten about me?"
Tang Ming's hand was forcibly sent flying and couldn't help but feel numb. Hu Qi also didn't look as relaxed as he had on the outside. He had just suffered a backlash from his own cultivation technique and was already injured, not to mention that cultivation techniques were not something a man should cultivate.
Every night, it would be colder than a normal person's, and this tunnel's cold was heavier than normal.
Hu Qi let out a breath of cold air and looked at Gongsun Wu-er with a smile, "Sister Mu, do you still want to fight? If you don't want to fight, then I'll go back to my room to sleep. Senior Brother is still warming my bed."
The sweet voice made people feel uncomfortable for no reason.
"You're Yan Yufei's disciple?" Mu Gongsun Wu-er did not bother about Hu Qi and directly asked in front of Li Qianchen. Seeing Li Qianchen nod in agreement, he turned around without saying a word.
"You don't want to fight anymore?" Hu Qi patted the dust off his body as he looked at Gongsun Wu-er's back.
"Aren't there still a nest of rats that let me vent my anger?" Gongsun Wu-er tilted his head slightly, under the bright night pearl, there was even a hint of coldness in Gongsun Wu-er's tone.
"If you want to go, go. I'm not going. It's so cold." Even though Hu Pai was facing Gongsun Wu-er, the icy cold gaze in his eyes showed no fear. "Who told me to have the best senior brother in the world? Aiya, hey, don't glare at me, I'm not going to provoke you anymore, am I?"
"Ha!" Gongsun Wu-er took back all the puppets, like the puppets that had just covered the sky, it was just an illusion.
Hua Yu heaved a sigh of relief and held onto Li Qianchen's hand, "Qian Chen, hold onto me. My legs are weak."
"Useless." Luo Ling's reaction to Hua Yu's departure caused Tang Ming and Li Qianchen to not relax just because of Gongsun Wu`er's departure, but rather they looked at Hu Qi at the same time.
Hu Qi showed no reaction to Tang Ming and Li Qianchen's reactions. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Alright, big babies. Now follow me."
"What if I don't follow?" Li Qianchen carried the male king, who had climbed up to his waist at some point, and looked at Hu Qi coldly.
Hu Qi continued to smile. "Aiyaya, I forgot about that. After all, I can't beat all four of you by myself, but senior apprentice-brother is still waiting for me. How vexing."
A figure appeared behind Hu Qi, and his expression finally stiffened. "You really are talking about Cao Cao. Senior Brother, how did you find this place?"
Because of the technique, the temperature of the jade wine was higher than most people who practiced martial arts. To Hu Qi, it was like a huge stove, and Hu Qi didn't even resist by hugging the jade wine.
The jade wine let Hu Qi hang on his body like an octopus.
"Let's go." Jade Wine didn't even look at Tang Ming and the others as he directly carried Hu Qi out.
Hu Qi struggled symbolically for a moment before he said, "Senior Martial Brother, they … you first let me go …"
"Gongsun's or his son's matter is Gongsun's or his matter, you don't have to worry about it." The Jade Wine didn't have any fluctuations in her tone. Hu Qi narrowed his eyes and looked at the four of them with an awkward expression. He gave them a look that showed that he understood the meaning by looking at them.
"So, are we free to move about now?" Since Hua Yu was leaning on Li Qianchen, Li Qianchen acknowledged his presence.
"Yes." Li Qianchen looked at Hua Yuzhen. At this moment, Tang Ming also approached Li Qianchen, "Young Master Li, is this really Golden Linglong Armor?"
"I don't know." Li Qianchen shook the golden bell, but it didn't ring. Li Qianchen's inner force had been lost without anyone noticing.
"Ding –"
The voice was very soft, and if one did not listen carefully, they would not be able to hear it.
The bell rang, and the Silver Moon Gu in the surroundings stirred.
"This ghost bell controls the Gu worm?" Luo Ling stared wide-eyed at the exquisite bell in Li Qianchen's hand.
Li Qianchen nodded. Tang Ming frowned, "But, if the Ghost Lady is able to control the Silver Moon Gu, it's because of this bell. Then, Young Noble Li, how come you are able to control these Gu worms?"
"Just like before, are you suspecting Qian Chen?" Hua Yu looked at Tang Ming and laughed, "Qian Chen grew up in the Thousand Revolution Pavilion. He always came in contact with traps and the like."
"No, I don't suspect Young Master Li." Tang Ming looked at Li Qianchen. His eyes weren't cold, but they carried some danger. "I was just thinking that Young Master Li's illness might be related to this place."
Hua Yu breathed a sigh of relief but soon, she frowned.
It was obvious that Li Qianchen was, in all likelihood, the child of the notorious Dongfang Xiyue. It would be difficult for Hua Li to not notice this.
"There's one thing I'm curious about." Li Qianchen didn't care about his background and looked at the stone wall instead, "If I'm not wrong, Senior Silver Che hates Dongfang Silvermoon. Who left the words on the stone wall?"
"Big brother most likely meant the silver moon in the east. Then, who was the one who wrote these two words?" Li Qianchen looked at Tang Ming, and Tang Ming frowned.
When Silver Che was at Blossom Valley, Tang Ming saw that the Eastern Silver Moon had a strange attitude. But even so, Tang Ming wasn't sure if these words were written by Silver Che.
"Also, does Master really not know about my background?" Li Qianchen blinked and woke Tang Ming up.
Tang Ming let out a breath of relief, "So this is the strange part."
Hua Yu was immediately confused by Tang Ming's attitude: "Did you find anything?"
"Young Master Hua, do you still remember where we are?" Tang Ming looked at Hua Yuzhan, who answered matter-of-factly, "Hades!"
"Yes, Nether City." Tang Ming's gaze turned cold, "Nether City is a part of the ghost sect, and we are not in the ghost sect, but one thing cannot be denied is that everyone in Nether City has enmity with the Eastern Gu race. But, why are there Dongfang Silvermoon's corpse in the underworld?"
Lonesome Flower: "This …"
"Young Master Hua, if your enemy's corpse is in front of you, would you choose to burn it to ashes or to protect it?" Tang Ming spoke again.
"Naturally, it's to grind the bones and scatter the ashes." Hua Yu said without even thinking.