Chapter 247 Counterfeit
Jingzhi treated the wounds of several of his fellow apprentices and saw Nan Xiao and the other two walking back in depressed mood.
He stepped forward and asked, "What happened?"
"Why don't we see Senior Brother Jiang and the others?"
After saying this, he looked around, trying to find the other people.
Nan Xiao briefly told them about the alien space, then found a quiet place to meditate and wait for night to come.
As night falls.
The heavy door of the City Lord's Mansion slowly opened with a creak, and the subtle friction sound was particularly clear in the silent night.
Nan Xiao and the others had already hidden in the dark, their figures blending into the night.
At this moment, her eyes were calm and she quickly pulled the bowstring in her hand until it was bent into the shape of a full moon.
Three sharp arrows, blazing with flames, shot out through the wind, precisely piercing the gap in the door. With a few muffled thuds, the arrowheads firmly struck the dark figure within the door.
She said calmly, "Third Brother, don't let them release the puppets. Let's attack directly."
"good."
Ye Wumian moved swiftly and flashed to the front of the gate.
As soon as his toes touched the ground, dozens of ghostly figures surrounded him and entangled with him.
Song Hui and his companions also stepped forward to help, and after a short while, they had dealt with the dark shadows.
Several people waited at the door for a long time, but nothing happened. It was really confusing.
They killed so many puppets yesterday, so the person behind this should have had a backup plan no matter what. Today, they came so blatantly, and the other party only sent out a few useless people, which was a bit strange.
Ye Wumian couldn't figure this out, so he turned to Nan Xiao and asked, "Junior Sister, what do you think?"
Nan Xiao pointed at the half-open door and said, "Third Brother, look at this door. What do you think?"
"It feels like there's a trap."
"Third Brother is really smart."
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Song Hui rolled his eyes silently. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that and praise it.
The two were talking in low voices when Ye Wumian was startled. A cold and murderous aura suddenly attacked him from behind.
His face suddenly changed and he shouted anxiously: "Junior sister, be careful..." Before he finished speaking, he grabbed Nan Xiao's arm tightly, kicked his feet hard, and pulled Nan Xiao away from the spot at a high speed.
Almost as soon as they moved away, a loud "bang" was heard. Where they had been standing, a massive black flying sword was thrust straight into the ground. The blade sunk into the earth, and the ground instantly cracked, demonstrating the immense power of the sword.
Ye Wumian looked around vigilantly. He didn't know when five black-robed figures appeared on the roof of the City Lord's Mansion.
The aura they exude is powerful, far beyond what those few minions at the beginning could achieve.
Ye Wumian sneered: "Finally, some capable fighters have arrived, otherwise I would have thought you were all cowards."
"Arrogant."
A man in black robes spoke, and with a movement of his hand, the black sword on the ground returned to his hand with a "swish".
I wanted to lure you into a trap, but these disciples of the sect don't know what's good for them.
It would be the same if we beat them up and captured them.
Ye Wumian narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of fighting spirit: "This person is mine, no one of you can take him away."
After saying this, his figure became entangled with the man in black robe.
Song Hui said disdainfully, "Who cares to snatch it? One for each of us."
Jingzhi: "That's exactly what I meant."
“…”
Nan Xiao looked around and said, "Didn't they say everyone gets one? Why is she a bye when it comes to her?"
A young disciple from the Huanhai Sect came up and said, "Senior Sister Nan, we are also on a bye, you are not alone."
Nan Xiao: “?”
Can this be the same?
Nan Xiao thought, then she would be the substitute and help whoever couldn't beat her.
Suddenly, behind the half-open door, a familiar face flashed by in a quick glance.
Nan Xiao was stunned, a little doubting whether he had seen it wrong, and warned the young disciples: "Be careful, I'll go check the situation."
By the time the young disciples reacted, Nan Xiao was no longer there.
Although Ye Lingling was paying attention to Nan Xiao's whereabouts, she was being harassed by the man in black in front of her.
He could only find time to shout in Ye Wumian's direction: "Your junior sister has gone in."
Upon hearing this, Ye Wumian's eyes flashed, his aura changed drastically, and the spiritual sword in his hand was infused with powerful sword intent.
Every time the sword was swung, the wind howled, and wherever the sword pointed, the air around the man in black robe was instantly stirred into chaos, as if being hit by a sledgehammer.
The man in black robe was shocked. Originally, he and the young man were evenly matched, but in the blink of an eye, the young man burst out with such powerful strength that he could hardly resist.
These sect disciples are indeed difficult to deal with.
Ye Wumian was worried about Nan Xiao's safety. He only had this one junior sister. If she got lost, his senior brother would beat him to death when he came back.
He had to deal with this person quickly and go find his junior sister.
It doesn’t matter if the junior brothers lose their things, they will find them back themselves, but the junior sisters must not lose their things.
Thinking of this, Ye Wumian attacked even more fiercely, beheading the black-robed man in three moves. He then followed the direction Ye Lingling pointed.
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Nan Xiao followed the blurry figure all the way until he came to a dim courtyard.
The courtyard was filled with fog, and the surroundings were eerily quiet. The old buildings were dimly visible in the fog, exuding a mysterious and eerie aura.
She ran quickly, looking around vigilantly, while calling Xiaoya in her sea of consciousness: "Help me see if there is any formation here?"
Xiaoya: "Master, there is no formation here, but this place gives me a bad feeling."
"Master, what is this place?"
Nan Xiao: "I don't know either."
She slowly lowered her eyes, thinking of that otherworldly-beautiful face, and felt a little dazed.
Why is Second Senior Sister here? Why did she run away when she saw them?
Or did she see it wrong?
She looked back at the road she had come from and found it was covered by a fog.
"If this person is Second Senior Sister, why is she hiding? And why did she lead her to this place?"
"But if it wasn't Second Senior Sister..."
Her eyelashes fluttered slightly as she pieced together all the details of that quick glimpse in her mind.
Just looking at her face, she really looks like Second Senior Sister; her back view and posture are exactly the same.
However, there is one key point that is completely different - the eyes.
The second sister had a soft and pretty appearance, looking fragile and powerless. But her eyes were always calm, steady, and resolute, like a polished piece of ancient jade, restrained yet powerful.
But the look she saw was one of panic, filled with fear...
Her second senior sister would never show such a look.
After Nan Xiao figured it out, he stopped worrying about it. This imposter must have lured him here for a purpose. He might as well take this opportunity to find his senior brother and Lu Huai and the others.
She put a few invisibility talismans on herself and walked towards the pavilion in the fog.
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