Chapter 499: Incident

Feng'an City, the night is late.

In the dim light, the fat madam rolled her eyes, waved to Shen Bu in the distance, and then turned around and walked away quickly.

Visiting the brothel just to tease her, the madam? She had never seen such a bastard in her two lives.

Chen Mu looked at the fat madam leaving with a bored face.

This fat woman really can't stand being teased. If she can't see her frowning eyes, the fun of free sex will be at least half less.

"Guest, your tea." Shen Bu poured the green and yellow tea soup into the exquisite white jade tea cup and placed it in front of Chen Mu with a flattering smile. Immediately, he clamped the tea tray under his armpit and turned around to leave.

But the next moment.

Snap!

A palm suddenly grabbed his wrist, like an iron clamp. There was also a restraining force covering his whole body, making it difficult for him to lift his feet and take a step.

Shen Bu turned back in fear, and then met Chen Mu's half-smiled face.

"There won't be anything wrong with this tea, will there?"

Shen Bu's heart skipped a beat: "Guest, don't make such a joke."

"The tea is fine, but the one with the problem, could it be you?" Chen Mu looked playful.

"Since I entered Ye Lanshan, you have been staring at me."

"You are looking at me and crawling into the shadows at the same time."

"Why? Are you afraid that I will find out?" Chen Mu narrowed his eyes.

Feeling Chen Mu's increasingly cold and ruthless gaze, Shen Bu's forehead was covered with sweat.

Want to kill me the first time we meet? This is a ruthless person!

"My own people, my own people!" He didn't care about exposing himself, and immediately triggered the demon spirit in his mind.

Feeling the close synaesthesia, Chen Mu was stunned.

"Are you a ghost soldier from the Qianren Camp?"

"No, I am a secret agent from Qingyang City."

Chen Mu: "..."

How can a secret agent from Qingyang City have a demon spirit? !

Shen Bu couldn't help but recall the pain of being stared at by three grown men while reciting the Dongji Changsheng Sutra: "I can't help myself."

How many copies of this Heavenly Demon Curse have been spread by Lu Liang? ! What a sin!

Chen Mu sighed helplessly, removed the Qi ban and let go of his hand.

He silently picked up the white jade tea cup, raised his chin, and pointed to the middle-aged man with a long beard in the distance: "Is that guy also one of us?"

Compared to Shen Bu in front of him, the man's previous movements were more concealed. Although he kept changing his position, he was always slowly approaching him.

"That person? I don't know him..." Shen Bu looked at the other person's face carefully, and his face changed immediately.

"You don't know, because of your appearance, the Qianren Camp has changed a lot recently, and the Secret Spy Department of Qingyang City has issued an assassination order against you. That person might be a killer from the Grinding Department."

Chen Mu was stunned.

There are changes in the Qianren Camp, but why don't they go to Lu Liang to make trouble, but come to assassinate me?

I am being treated as a soft persimmon!

Chen Mu clenched the teacup tightly, his face gloomy. Just as he was about to get up and kill the middle-aged man, his right palm suddenly hurt.

At this moment, the teacup in his hand seemed to have become a leak at the bottom of the pool, and a strong suction force suddenly generated.

He turned his head in shock, but found that Shen Bu had already stood three steps away quietly, with a smile on his face.

Fog!

You also pit your own people? !

"Sir, the city is dangerous, you should try to stay away from Feng'an City." Shen Bu laughed happily, and without waiting for Chen Mu to react, his Yin Ling divine power suddenly urged.

Whoosh!

A little smoke and dust rose, and Chen Mu's whole body seemed to rotate and shrink like light and shadow, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Snap!

The white jade teacup fell in the air and was held steadily in Shen Bu's palm.

The middle-aged man with a long beard who was staring at Chen Mu with his peripheral vision not far away suddenly changed his face, and in a blink of an eye he stared at Shen Bu.

…

The round moon in the sky was like a plate, splashing white moonlight, and a few thin clouds like gauze were floating in the sky.

From time to time, strange humming sounds came from the ground, and groups of cold black wind suddenly appeared, swirling and blowing away.

In a valley somewhere in the underworld, a row of wooden houses were built against the mountain, and a pile of bonfires swayed in the open space in front of the wooden houses, making a beeping sound.

Dozens of men and women, young and old, sang and danced around the bonfire, singing in unison.

At the edge, a skinny old man held a bamboo tube, smoking a water pipe from time to time, and looked at the lively scene in front of him with satisfaction.

"Mr. Yang, thanks to your guidance, we have a bumper harvest of corn this year. Plus, you helped us tame the fire rabbits, so we will have a good winter. This is all thanks to you." A dark-skinned man next to him complimented with a smile on his face.

"Not really. The harvest today is all the result of everyone's hard work. I'm just talking nonsense." The skinny Mr. Yang smiled and waved his hand.

"And we have to thank this valley too. Without it to block the black wind, we can't live in peace."

Several people around nodded in agreement, and the atmosphere became more and more lively as they talked and complimented each other.

At a certain moment, clouds and mist floated in the sky, blocking half of the moon.

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew, and the bonfire whistled.

The next moment, a large group of white mist suddenly appeared. In just a few breaths, the scene three steps away became blurred and was completely covered by the thick fog.

Everyone stopped singing and looked around in confusion.

Chi!

A sharp roar of an animal sounded in the air, and a fox head as big as a millstone suddenly popped out of the air, its big mouth full of sharp teeth opened, and a young man in gray clothes beside the campfire was swallowed into its mouth.

With a short scream, the fox head shrunk back into the thick fog.

Everyone was stiff, stunned by this sudden change.

The next moment, three huge fox heads slowly emerged from the thick fog and floated in the air, with six lantern-sized eyes flashing with scarlet light.

"Run!"

A loud roar suddenly sounded in the crowd, and everyone came to their senses and turned around and ran.

Chirp chirp...

The three fox heads roared strangely like mocking laughter, and then they continued to emerge.

Several human figures were caught and thrown into the air, and then they were swallowed by the ferocious foxes with their mouths wide open.

Everyone was immediately scared and scattered like headless flies, and a series of short screams suddenly rose and fell in the valley.

Weird monster!

The skinny old Yang clenched his teeth, and the bamboo pipe in his hand trembled.

Just when he was about to live a good life, how could he encounter a weird monster?

The next moment.

Buzz!

The fishy wind blew in his face, and the thick fog in front of him suddenly dispersed, and a huge fox head as tall as a person suddenly appeared in front of him.

The skinny old Yang stared at the other party's scarlet eyes, with a look of despair and dejection. With a snoring sound, he took the last puff of the hookah with bitterness.

There is no escape...

The fox's head was stimulated by the smell of tobacco, and its black nose trembled, and its head shook, and it sneezed fiercely.

Old Yang was immediately blown upside down by the fishy breath. While he was still in the air, he saw the fox with a big mouth full of sharp teeth, biting him angrily.

Just as he subconsciously raised his hand to resist.

Buzz!

The air in front of him suddenly twisted, and a figure suddenly appeared.

Clang!

Sparks flew.

A pale white hollow bone ball suddenly appeared, and the fox's head was blocked in the air by the bone ball, unable to move forward.

Through the gap between his fingers in front of him, he even saw that the fox monster had broken two tooth tips!

Chen Mu looked at the huge fox head above his head, his face was very ugly.

I stayed at Feng'an City honestly, but ended up on the assassination list. And I was inexplicably moved away, and even almost fell into the mouth of a strange monster!

Looking at the big fox head that kept hitting the Yangchai bone shield, Chen Mu's anger rose in his heart, and his face became more and more gloomy.

Five Dragon Dharma!

He put his right hand together to form a knife and suddenly stabbed it into the fox face that was close at hand.

Ang!

A passionate roar exploded.

Puff!

The ferocious fox head just now suddenly disappeared as if it was eaten by an invisible mouth. The broken neck was uneven, and blood splattered everywhere.

Chi!

A sharp scream of pain sounded.

Two fox heads full of fiery red hair suddenly broke through the thick fog and appeared in front of Chen Mu.

And the neck without a head twisted and swung like a headless snake. Countless tumorous lumps bulged at the gap, and as they quickly squirmed and surged, in the blink of an eye, an intact fox head reappeared.

Three fox heads hung high in the air, and six ferocious eyes like red lanterns stared at Chen Mu.

Chi!

The fishy wind blew in his face, and Chen Mu's clothes were blown up.

He looked at the three fox heads, and his mouth corners turned up, revealing a cold smile.

Five dragons!

The next moment, the fog surged above his head, and five dragon-shaped air masses suddenly appeared, roaring together.

Roar!

The evil fox, which was still ferocious just now, suddenly froze, shrank its head, and disappeared into the thick fog.

"Want to run?"

"Too late!"

As he thought, the five dragons rushed into the thick fog, and a shrill roar suddenly sounded, and the smell of blood and stench filled the air.

Chen Mu waved his hand, and the air flow rolled. The pitch-black fog dissipated, and a monster as tall as four or five stories appeared.

Its three huge fox heads were bitten by the dragon-shaped mist, and its neck, which was longer than its body, kept twisting like a giant python.

The huge body wanted to twist and jump, but was bitten on both sides by the other two groups of dragon-shaped mist, and was fixed in place and unable to move.

Chen Mu's eyes flashed with a fierce look.

Puff!

The neck was torn and broken, and the body was torn in half. The five dragons roared and came, and the huge body of the strange fox was torn into pieces.

Even so, those large pieces of meat continued to swell up tumors, trying to grow and recover completely.

Without Chen Mu's urging, the five gray mist dragons bit and devoured the broken body of the three-headed fox. In just a few breaths, the mountain-like fox was swallowed by the five dragons.

As if it had triggered some kind of death limit, the remaining body of the three-headed fox suddenly exploded and disappeared, and dense Yinming insects appeared in the original place.

They rushed around with white smoke tails, and faces that were either crazy roaring or cold and ruthless appeared in the front, which was frightening to watch.

Chen Mu was about to activate the Yama Emperor's order to drive them away.

A burst of water splashing sounded, and a translucent river phantom appeared in the air. The Yinming insects that were still running around just now were stunned for a moment, and then they obediently drilled into the light and shadow of the river.

As the light and shadow dissipated, the Yinming insects were also swept away, as if they had never appeared.

It is said that the Wangchuan River exists anywhere in the Yinming, and it is true...

Chen Mu suddenly realized.

Before he could think about it carefully, a strange feeling came. Chen Mu looked up and saw a flash of black light on the five dragons. The dragon horns composed of gray and white mist actually showed some light that only keratin can have.

Devouring the strange monster can actually enhance the Five Dragons Dharma? !

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows, and the depression caused by the unexpected events dissipated, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

…

Feng'an City, the night is late.

The soul-guiding lamp, which had been deliberately adjusted, emitted a dim light, and no one noticed that Chen Mu suddenly disappeared.

The middle-aged man with a long beard stared at Shen Bu coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Shen Bu swallowed his saliva, suppressed his nervousness, and quickly made a Qingyang City secret spy gesture with his hand. He leaned closer and whispered: "Or... let's go upstairs to talk?"

The middle-aged man with a long beard frowned, returned a gesture, glanced at the people around him, waved his hand to signal Shen Bu to go first, but he turned around and disappeared into the shadows.

A moment later.

The corner room on the third floor.

The middle-aged man with a long beard sat opposite Hu Mang, with his hands folded across his chest, and coldly swept over the four people.

"Why did you let that man go? If you don't explain clearly, either you run now, or you wait for the secret spy department to settle accounts!"

Hu Mang's face was indifferent and solemn, but his heart was uneasy. He only felt an itch in his throat, but he was forced to not move.

He was the commander of the dark room, and was only in charge of intelligence collection. The man in front of him was the commander of the Mo Ren Division, who was ruthless and merciless, and all his subordinates were killers. If there was a real conflict, he would definitely be finished with those three fools under his command!

He pretended to be calm, glanced at the other party with contempt, and then raised his chin towards Zhang Er.

Zhang Er, who was hanging his head like an ostrich, suddenly had his eyes wide open.

He looked at Hu Mang with a tingling scalp, turned his head and glanced at Shen Bu and Wen Han who were like quails, and had to bite the bullet to face the middle-aged man with long beard.

"Ahem... this guy, he, he is a little unusual."

The middle-aged man with long beard frowned, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Zhang suddenly stiffened all over, feeling that the other party's eyes were like a knife circling around his neck, and immediately took out something from his chest and threw it in the middle of the table.

A black leather scripture with oily corners and hairy and curled corners appeared in front of the middle-aged man with long beard.

"You only need to read this scripture once, and you will immediately know why he is special!" Zhang Er said solemnly.

Hu Mang, Shen Bu, Wen Han: "..."

You really dare!