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At this time, it is usually the time when people sleep the most deeply and dysfunctionally, and even warriors who practice diligently will not pay attention to what is happening outside.

The two figures turned left and right, took many detours, and finally arrived at the front yard of the Poison Gate. Although the distance was not far, it took a lot of time because the two shadows were too careful. Until...

"Brother, there is the wing room where the Poison Sect entertains guests in front of it." A black shadow on a big tree said with a low voice.

On the tree, another black shadow looked like a torch, and he glanced at the place in front of him. After a while, he said: "Five of the forty-two rooms have the breath of warriors. It's not difficult."

Hearing this, the black shadow who had spoken before was slightly stunned, with a look of surprise in his eyes: "Can you feel this too? Pervert."

These two black shadows were Ou Chuyang and Huang Lang who had just entered the Poison Sect a few days ago. Because they were anxious about Fang Tang's safety, they decided to visit him at night, trying to find out where the other two eight generals of the Pang family in the floating hall were located and thus rescue Fang Tang. However, the current situation is quite troublesome. The entire Poison Sect room that entertains outside guests has 42 rooms, and five of them have the breath of warriors. This shows that the two should be within these five houses, but what made Ou Chuyang feel distressed was that the other party was also a martial master of level. If he found it rashly, he would be troublesome.

Standing on the tree, Ou Chuyang thought for a while, and just wanted to make a sound, he suddenly felt a wave of spiritual energy under his feet.

In amazement, Ou Chuyang did not move, but only gave Huang Lang a wink, who looked down at his feet knowingly.

Ye, it was very dark. If both of them were not martial masters, I would probably not be able to see clearly the black snake under his feet spitting a blood-red core. The black snake looked straight in the direction of the two and did not move for a long time. Huang Lang was about to kill him, but Ou Chuyang waved his body and blocked Huang Lang's face.

"Don't move, this seems to be used for monitoring."

Upon hearing this, Huang Lang was stunned and said, "Surveillance? Surveillance or something?"

Ou Chuyang shook his head, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, saying, "Brother, come with me."

After Ou Chuyang said that, he gently walked around the black snake's sight and stepped towards a branch. Although Huang Lang didn't understand, he also imitated Ou Chuyang and tried not to touch the sensitive nerves of the black snake. When the two of them surrounded the black snake's sight, Ou Chuyang suddenly rushed towards the house that entertained guests.

While speeding, Ou Chuyang did not concentrate all his energy on the forty-two houses. The powerful soul power was released, but he kept looking for something until a faint aura fluctuation was discovered by him, and the former suddenly swept over with joy.

Huang Lang couldn't help but follow Ou Chuyang to sweep towards the roof.

When they arrived at the roof of a house, they found a remote corner. Ou Chuyang carefully attached himself. There happened to be someone living in the house, but Ou Chuyang and the others didn't know who it was inside. And judging from the slight internal energy emitted from it, the people here seemed to be practicing.

His eyes were staring at the distance not far ahead, and the power of the soul was always locked in something in front of him. His voice was very low, and he said to Huang Lang who was following him: "Brother, please calm down your breath."

Upon hearing this, Huang Lang suddenly reduced his breath to the lowest point, and even his breathing became a little lighter. Although he didn't understand why Ou Chuyang did this, he still did as Ou Chuyang said.

Carefully, Ou Chuyang slowly crawled forward two steps, suddenly picked up a small piece of sand scattered on the top of the house, and threw it over. As soon as the sand grain took action, Ou Chuyang immediately restrained his breath to the extreme and slowly retreated.

"Bang..."

A small crisp sound spread out, and immediately, several black shadows flashed suddenly from not far away. Then, Huang Lang saw in horror that several poisonous snakes began to crawl out of the roof not far away. This time, Huang Lang understood why Ou Chuyang did this. It turned out that this poisonous sect actually used this method to monitor the movements at night to prevent foreign enemies from invading. No wonder the two of them didn't see any patrol people when they came out.

Thinking of this, suddenly, the door creaked open under the house, and then a figure rushed into the yard, looked around, and cursed: "Damn it, it's this ghost poison again." The man said, returning to his room.

As the door closed, Ou Chuyang looked at Huang Lang and said, "Martial Master, it's not him."

Huang Lang nodded, his eyes full of admiration. He didn't expect that his brother had reached this level. He admired in his heart, and the two of them used the same method to check several rooms, all of which were not the powerful martial masters he wanted to find. Now, the two of them were puzzled. As Taio and Dahong said, one of the eight generals in the Poxing Stars was a second-level martial master, and the other should be the Martial Master, so why didn't there even a slight fluctuation of internal energy?

While thinking, a voice suddenly came from a house not far away: "Damn, what the hell is this?"

Although the shouting was very low, Ou Chuyang and the others still heard it. Ou Chuyang and Huang Lang looked at each other, then carefully touched the place where the shouting sound came out.

In the dark room, a tall man sat cross-legged on the bed, in a standard state of meditation and practice. But strangely, there was no fluctuation in the man's internal energy.

"Damn it, Li Yang is a bastard, why haven't he come back yet? He must have been entangled by the ** from Tianxianglou and left me alone here." Obviously, the man is not in a good mood at the moment.

Scolding, the man walked to the bed and came straight to the corner of the room, staring at the object in the corner with hatred. Yes, from the surface, there was nothing in this object, it was covered with a black cloth.

He lifted the black cloth and there was a person without legs inside. Seeing this person, the man's eyes became even more angry. He kicked him over, and the man under the black cloth was obviously sleeping soundly. He didn't expect this kick and immediately felt so painful that he "um".

"Bastards, you are all bastards. Let me come to this ghost place where chickens do not lay eggs and birds do not poop. Even if I can't practice. I'll kick you to death."

The man cursed angrily and added a little more force to his feet, but surprisingly, the previous sound that had lost its voice due to pain never came out again.

There was a dull sound in the room, as if the man was kicking on a sack with cloth.

Perhaps the prisoner under his feet did not respond, and the man was bored and threw the black cloth in his hand on the man's face. He returned to the bed angrily and sat up again. However, secondly, Ou Chuyang and Huang Lang in the room felt the fluctuations of the man's internal energy, but in just a moment, the fluctuations of the internal energy disappeared again. However, just this moment was enough for Ou Chuyang.

Climbing on the room, Ou Chuyang's eyes lit up and he said to Huang Lang: "Wu Zun."

When Huang Lang heard this, he looked happy in his eyes. Then, Ou Chuyang pointed to Huang Lang first, and then in the distance. When Huang Lang looked at it, he immediately realized and nodded at Ou Chuyang. Then, the air in his body slowly surged. The next moment, Huang Lang jumped into the yard, flicked his fingertips gently, and shot into the room where the man lived.

"who?"

A low shout came from the room, Huang Lang bounced out with his finger, and did not stop at all. His internal energy shot out loudly, and he turned his head and flew out of the poison gate.

"Swoosh..."

A figure jumped out of the house, which was the man who had been angry and venting his anger in the house. As soon as the man left the house, he saw a blue figure flying out not far away. In a panic, the man shouted softly and chased after him.

Seeing the man chasing Huang Lang, Ou Chuyang observed around and found that there was no other commotion. He immediately jumped down from the roof and rushed into the house.

There was no light in the room, and it was obviously extremely dark, but with Ou Chuyang's eyesight, he would not be able to see things. After searching around, Ou Chuyang suddenly found a black shadow in the corner of the room. When he approached, he saw that one was a black cloth, and something seemed to be hidden under the black cloth.

When the black cloth was lifted up, a faint purple fire ignited in Ou Chuyang's palm. When he saw this fire, Ou Chuyang's tears flowed down.

A black cloth appeared, and an unindividual object was presented to Ou Chuyang. This was a person, and a person whose legs were neatly cut off from above his knees. This person was covered in blood, and some of them had boils. New and old injuries were added together, and there was no good place on his body. His long black hair was messyly covered, and the mixture of blood and water was stuck together, revealing a dirty and familiar face without eyes.

"Uncle."

The voice was choked. At this moment, Ou Chuyang only felt a fire burning in his chest that was constantly burning. The feeling of heart-wrenching pain made Ou Chuyang's anger soar, and the purple fire in his hand burned uncontrollably.

That's right. What Ou Chuyang saw was Fang Tang who had been missing for several years. Thinking about it, although Fang Tang had no strong strength and only had the realm of warriors, he had always been the leader of the Gray Magpie Branch, but he had a hint of majesty. At least, the kind face was gone, and there was only a face that was even more terrifying than a ghost in front of him.

"Uncle Cousin." He called out again. Although it was very light, he could not hide his sadness and his resentment towards those who hurt Fang Tang.

Hearing Ou Chuyang's call, Fang Tang made a slight response. Now he had no idea who had dug his eyes and couldn't see it at all. He could only turn his head slightly and turn to Ou Chuyang's direction.

Fang Tang didn't say anything, but just looked at Ou Chuyang with his empty eye socket.

"Uncle? I'm Xiaoran..."

"Who is Xiaoran? I don't know him." Fang Tang finally spoke, but there was no emotion in his tone.

"Uncle, Xiaoran, Ou Chuyang, you don't remember that young boy in Qipan Town?" Ou Chuyang's face had long been covered with tears. If it weren't for being in a dangerous place, he would have cried as strong as he would.

"Xiaoran?" Fang Tang exclaimed in surprise, then turned his head, swept around, and said, "Pang Ju, don't do this. I want me to talk, okay, cough... I'll talk with you."

Hearing this, Ou Chuyang finally understood why he tortured him to this way in the Pang family. Fang Tang didn't want to say Ou Chuyang at all, so he pretended to be a mute for six years without saying a word. Ou Chuyang couldn't imagine how much torture Fang Tang would have to endure in six years.

Sobbing, Ou Chuyang said, "Uncle, Pang Ju is dead, I am really Xiaoran."

"Are you really Xiaoran?" Fang Tang finally couldn't help but suddenly stretched out his hands and touched Ou Chuyang.

Ou Chuyang grabbed Fang Tang's thin hands and put them on his face, choked and said, "It's me, cousin, it's me."

"Xiaoran, it's really you. You're okay, it's great. I and the master thought... cough... cough... just fine." After not seeing each other for many years, although Fang Tang only received the order to treat Ou Chuyang well, after getting along for a while, Fang Tang had already treated Ou Chuyang as a relative. After many years, how could Fang Tang not be excited when he met again in such a place?

Touching the tears that fell on Ou Chuyang's face, he also wanted to cry. However, Fang Tang had no eyes now, so how could he have tears?

"Uncle, how did you come through these years..." Ou Chuyang said, tears flowing down like running.

"Cough..., I'm used to it. Don't worry, I can't die." Fang Tang comforted Ou Chuyang.

Ou Chuyang wiped his tears, held back his sadness, looked back at the outside, feeling that the man had been chasing Huang Lang for a while, and he couldn't say he would be able to come back in a while. Time was limited, Ou Chuyang hurriedly said, "Uncle, I'll carry you and follow me." As he said that, Ou Chuyang pulled Fang Tang up and was about to leave. But when Ou Chuyang turned around, Fang Tang exerted a little force on his arms.

"No. I heard them say it seems to be a Black Poison City, which is too dangerous."

Upon hearing this, Ou Chuyang also knew that Fang Tang was worried about him. When he was moved, Ou Chuyang put all his concerns aside and never thought about it anymore. He grabbed Fang Tang and rushed out of the door. However, when he just walked to the door, he suddenly felt a powerful aura rushing towards him from a distance.

"So quickly?" In horror, Ou Chuyang retreated to the house, put Fang Tang in the corner, and said, "Uncle, wait for me, it won't take long to come back."

Fang Tang leaned in the corner, with a gratified smile that had not been hung for six years on his lips. He nodded and said, "Go, don't worry, I will wait for you to come back alive."

Ou Chuyang nodded heavily with tears in his eyes, put the black cloth on Fang Tang's face, opened the window, and jumped out. When he left the yard, Ou Chuyang carefully covered the window and rushed to the roof again.

It was at this moment that the man had returned to his room, with a strong solemnity on his cold face, and walked straight to the corner and lifted up the black cloth. When he saw Fang Tang lying there properly, he felt relieved to throw the black cloth down and fell into deep thought.
Chapter completed!