Chapter 822 The Silver Masked Man

A man with a silver mask and a pretty woman were eating wine. The man said he was pouring wine, but in fact he was giving the woman a hand, with a lewd and evil smile on his face.

Yun Chujiu couldn't see through the man's spiritual power level, it should be higher than the third level of Linghuang, but since he didn't find himself, it was probably at most the fifth level of Linghuang, Yun Chujiu knew better.

Yun Chujiu kicked open the door suddenly, and there was a bolt of lightning facing the silver-masked man!

There was a flash of light on the silver-masked man, blocking Yun Chujiu's attack, and the silver-masked man's drunkenness dissipated 90% immediately, and he shouted in horror: "Who is it?!"

Seeing the erratic gaze of the silver-masked man, Yun Chujiu was overjoyed, it seemed that he couldn't see her at all, so it would be easy! I can't kill you!

Yun Chujiu took out the rolling stick and went around behind the silver-masked man, and hit the silver-masked man with a stick. The silver-masked man felt the wind behind him, and it was too late to dodge, so he just pulled Yinhong to block in front of him .

Although Yun Chujiu withdrew a little bit of strength, Yinhong's spiritual power was low, and she couldn't bear it, so she died with a choked sound.

The silver-masked man took advantage of this time to jump towards the door, trying to escape, but he staggered suddenly and almost fell to the ground.

He wanted to rush out again, but there was another wind from behind, so he had to dodge to the side, dodging Yun Chujiu's blow, Yun Chujiu waved his hand, and another bolt of lightning struck towards the silver-faced man.

The silver-masked man was very passive, he couldn't see where Yun Chujiu was at all, and could only judge Yun Chujiu's location by virtue of his spiritual power fluctuations and voice.

A quarter of an hour later, the man was hit on the knee by Yun Chujiu with a rolling stick, and collapsed on the ground screaming.

After Yun Chujiu imprisoned his spiritual power, he showed up, and then took off the mask of the silver-faced man. It was still an ordinary face. Can't pick something handsome? Why did you pick out all the ones who looked mediocre? !

When the silver-masked man was about to commit suicide by taking poison, Yun Chujiu pinched his chin with a sneer, got the poison out, then slashed his palm on the back of his neck, and dragged him out of the room.

"Yu Hai, you take people to clean up those people in front, and then meet me in the study."

"yes!"

Yu Hai is now in awe of Yun Chujiu from the bottom of his heart, and immediately took people to the front to clean up the remnants.

After Yun Chujiu dragged the silver-masked man to the study, he opened the barrier and poured a basin of cold water on the silver-masked man.

"Are you going to remove the imprint of spiritual consciousness on the storage ring yourself, or should I forcefully erase it for you?" Yun Chujiu sat on a chair and asked with Erlang's legs crossed.

The silver-masked man sneered: "I warn you, you'd better let me go right away, otherwise not only you, but even your family will suffer disaster!"

Yun Chujiu laughed loudly: "What a big tone! Just you? You're just a licentious person! I don't think you are as good as this dead old man. At least he still dreams of establishing a sect that stands side by side with the four sects!"

"Hmph! He? It's just our dog! Boy, if our silver-masked messenger dies, the higher-ups will know about it immediately, and even if you run to the ends of the earth, they will find you!" the silver-masked man said frantically.

"Cut! What about lying to ghosts? It's so mysterious, and they don't have clairvoyance, how do they know you're dead?" Yun Chujiu asked disdainfully, but her heart moved. There is really a way, I have to get it out.