Laojun, shrouded by night, sees dark and deep. Although it is built on the top of the mountain, it still has three layouts of the front yard, the main hall and the back yard, and the building scale is not small.

The main hall, which still maintains a bit of majestic momentum, is planted in the middle of the front yard, and the tall stone tablets covered with dead branches and vines... all show the glorious style it once had.

But now this Taoist temple seems to be very declining, and the grand and righteous spirit of the past has become a mess!

There was a faint sound of roaring and laughter coming from the hall where the lights were lit, but the bandit guards outside were not so lucky. He sat in front of a stone tablet and barbecue with a pile of small bonfires to keep warm.

The nights in the deep mountains in autumn are cold and wet, and the sentry guard is definitely a chore.

The bandit whispered in a low voice, throwing the barbecue that he had eaten a few bites of it to the mountain guard dog who had been watching from the side: "What kind of rotten meat? You little beast!"

He wiped his greasy mouth and was about to pick up the wine gourd placed under his feet when he suddenly felt his hair standing up all at the same time, and a feeling of extreme danger surged into his heart.

not good!

The bandit instinctively wanted to open his mouth and shout, but a powerful hand poked out from the darkness behind the stone tablet like lightning, and grabbed his throat!

The mountain guard dog lying beside him gnawing on the flesh bones suddenly raised his ears, but a silver sword light flashed by. Before it could bark, the entire dog's head was neatly cut off.

Click!

Accompanied by a slight sound of bone shattering, the bandit's head sagged.

Qin Yun quietly walked out of the darkness, and a chilling cold light flashed in his dark eyes, as if he was from hell!

He put away his long sword and quickly and skillfully arranged the bandit's body so that it looked like it was sleeping soundly.

The mountain guard dog with different heads was dragged behind the stone tablet and hid it. The large amount of blood left on the ground was a little troublesome, but if you push the entire bonfire over and cover it, you can't see many traces.

In less than half a cup of tea, Qin Yun finished the processing and did not alarm the bandits in the Taoist temple hall at all.

The bonfire with firewood burned even more vigorously, and the murderous chill in Qin Yun's eyes quickly disappeared and returned to its original clarity.

He removed the psychic possession, and his ideology regained control of his body.

The possession of psychic bodies is indeed easy to use. If Qin Yun took action just now, he would never be able to be so clean and neat, and maybe he might still be able to alarm the enemy.

However, this kind of small magical power also has great limitations. First of all, the true energy required to maintain a psychic state is too large. If a battle breaks out next, he needs to have enough power to support it.

Secondly, psychic possession can only be used as auxiliary abilities. There is no problem with dealing with one or two small horns. When you really have to face a strong enemy, lack of wisdom and spiritual control will be a fatal flaw.

In contrast, Qin Yun still believes in his strength and ability in combat.

With the help of darkness, he approached the hall with great care.

First, he investigated the surrounding terrain and finally Qin Yun lurked to the corner outside the hall and peeked inside through the damaged window.

The situation inside surprised Qin Yun!

The main hall of Laojun Temple is very spacious, with thick wooden pillars supporting the dome in all corners. Although it has experienced the ruthless baptism of the vicissitudes of time, the vermilion paint on the surface is still as bright as new.

The three statues of the Taoist sect facing north and south are still there, but the golden body has long been dim and has nothing to do with it. There are traces of peeling and damaged things everywhere. There is undoubtedly no incense for a long time.

In front of the statue, there were three large chairs covered with animal skins, and there were a burly man with a black face, a middle-aged man in blue clothes and a beautiful young woman in a beautiful and charming manner.

What shocked Qin Yun was that he knew the beautiful woman sitting in the middle.

It was Xie Wanqing and Qin Xiaoyue’s concubine!

How could she be here!

Qin Yun suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart, and he felt vaguely falling into a huge trap of plot.

There were two powerful warriors standing on the left and right behind Xie Wanqing. They held the sword in their arms and looked solemn, and their aura was exposed at least the strength of the seventh and eighth level of Qi refining!

The black-faced man sitting on the left side of Xie Wanqing was much less powerful, and he was also flattering Xie Wanqing, just like a subordinate of the latter.

Qin Yun guessed that he was most likely the leader of the Green Wolf Thieves.

As for the middle-aged man in blue shirt on the right, Qin Yun couldn't tell what his strength or origin he had, maybe he was a harmless ordinary person.

There were twenty or thirty bandits in the hall. They sat in groups of three or three in front of the simple wooden table and drank and joking loudly. Several of the little leaders also had women accompanying them.

These women were obviously good women who were captured and dared not resist under the power of the bandits. They all forced their faces to smile and showed fear and fear.

Although the sound from inside was very noisy, Qin Yun still keenly heard the conversation between Xie Wanqing and the black-faced bandit leader.

"Qinglang, this time the matter is done. You are in the guest hall of Muyang Road..." Xie Wanqing said lightly: "Your subordinates can also arrange to take an errand in the manor of Qin's subordinates. Anyway, they will not treat you badly!"

The bandit leader named Qinglang grinned and patted his chest and said, "Miss Xie, don't worry, Lao Qing, my life will be sold to the eldest young master. As long as that boy comes up the mountain, I promise he will come and go without going back!"

"Hmph!" Xie Wanqing glanced at the other party disdainfully: "If you rely on your subordinates, I don't think you will be the ones who will not be able to reply. Don't look at this kid's cultivation level of the fifth level of Qi Refining Heaven, it's still easy to kill you a bunch of shit Black Wind Thieves!"

Qinglang's erect chest immediately faded down, and he smiled embarrassedly: "That's the case, you have to take action yourself!"

Hearing this, Qin Yun fully understood.

This time the rated task is a complete set, a trap set by Qin Xiaoyue specifically for him.

This group of green wolf thieves does exist, but before Qin Yun came to the city, he must have been subdued by Xie Wanqing, just waiting for him to kill to Qingfengling.

With two masters at the seventh level of Qi Refining Heaven and a group of deadly bandits, Xie Wanqing is not an easy-to-be-se. Once Qin Yun falls into the siege, he has almost no chance of escaping from the heavens.

At that time, Qin Yun died in battle on Qingfeng Ridge, and the blame would be borne by the Qinglang thief. No one would think of Qin Xiaoyue and Qin.

As for these bandits who were so fooled by lard, it would be strange that they would be recruited and collected by Qin's later, and they would inevitably be silenced.

After understanding the causes and consequences, Qin Yun was really shocked and sweated.

If he hadn't been lucky enough to meet Chen Li and entered Laojun Temple with the help of the back mountain path, he would probably have fallen into the killing situation set by the other party sooner or later.

He can only say that there is justice and justice in this darkness, and God doesn't want to see the bad guy succeed.

But while being glad that he did not fall into the trap, Qin Yun's heart also felt a huge anger.

Since he came to Qianchao and joined the Qin family, he has always adhered to the principle of low-key and tolerant in dealing with people and things. He made a few big appearances because of the situation, and he never thought about deliberately offending anyone.

But before, there were Qin Wenbing and Qin Jun, and now there were Qin Xiaoyue and Xie Wanqing, the direct descendants of these families, who were unscrupulous in attacking their fellow tribes for a little personal grudge.

The Qin family can also use Qin Yun and other children of the other family as cannon fodder bait for profit and ruthlessly abandon it.

What is fairness? What is the reason!

Is this the Qin family advocated that the family and children are united and united?

At this moment, in Qin Yun's heart, he was really disappointed with the family he came from.

Xie Wanqing stretched and ordered: "I'm going to rest first. Please be careful at night, don't let that kid come up secretly. I'll send some eyeliners to Lincheng tomorrow."

Her lazy and seductive look made the green wolf next to her look straight, her mouth wide open and her Adam's apple squirmed up and down, and she wanted to pounce on her and swallow it in one bite.

The bandits in the hall were even more unbearable, and they showed their ugly faces, completely forgot their identity.

Xie Wanqing didn't care, she smiled proudly, got up and left slowly.

The two followers glanced at the confused bandits coldly, followed Xie Wanqing toward the backyard.

Seeing Xie Wanqing twisting the snake's waist and disappearing behind the statue, a bandit couldn't help swallowing and murmured: "If I could do her once, I would be willing to live ten years later!"

When the people next to him heard this, they burst into laughter.

Seeing this situation, Qin Yun, who was lurking outside the hall, felt a move in his heart and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

He did not want to leave Laojun Temple, but sneaked to the back of the hall, where there was a residence with a portal leading directly to the backyard.

It was obviously a most dangerous move, but Qin Yun's mind was extremely calm, and his pace was moving quickly and lightly, no less than the state of possession of a psychic body.

In his Qihai Dantian, the true qi continues to gather as he moves forward, and he uses breath-catching techniques to suppress and cover it to form a subtle balance.

This seemingly self-contradictory approach made the fierce Nine Yang true energy surging and violent, but there was no irritation leaking out. It was extremely magical!

The back door of the hall opened, Xie Wanqing was the first to cross the threshold, and the two warriors walked out one step apart.

None of the three of them noticed that the person they were deliberately trying to deal with quietly appeared less than ten steps away!

That's the time!

In the darkness, Qin Yun's tiger eyes suddenly opened up a terrifying light, like a ferocious beast that chose someone to eat!

clang!

The Qinggang Sword was instantly pulled out of the sword sheath, and the Yinliang sword body cut through the darkness like lightning and raised high.

The next moment, the sword edge turned into fiery red flame and suddenly slashed down, and a sharp red flame sword energy blasted towards the warrior like a roaring angry dragon!

The flame breaks the iron wall!

The most powerful full attack sword technique in the Fire Sword Technique!
Chapter completed!