3055: C3055 Behind the Curtain

C3055 Behind the Curtain

Seeing the Flood Dragon suddenly die, Jiang Ting sat up in surprise. Even he didn't expect the Flood Dragon to be killed in such a strange way.

He had to mention that after consuming the healing pill, his condition had improved a lot.

Although he was still sore from fighting back, he had barely recovered some of his combat strength. Unfortunately, he could not use too much of his Divine Sense in a short period of time.

Take the Mother and Son Blade as an example. Under normal circumstances, he could use twelve Mother and Son Blades with his power, but now, he could only use eight at most. If he used more than that, his Divine Sense would suffer permanent damage.

It would greatly affect his strength.

However, it wouldn't be a problem since he had the Flowing Wind Boots, which was more than enough for him to protect himself.

In the valley.

A few disciples cupped their fists: "Senior sister, the Flood Dragon is dead. Please go to the scale yourself. "

Their words were filled with indescribable joy.

"I've got the red scale. I'd like to see what's written in it. " Hua Ling could not hide the excitement in her voice.

Although she said that, she did not retrieve the scale. Instead, she looked at Jiang Ting and narrowed her eyes.

Jiang Ting furrowed his brows. "Miss, do I have flowers on my face?"

"The death of the Flood Dragon, you are the most important one. "

Pausing for a moment, Hua Ling smiled faintly. "I promised Fellow Daoist that I would let you take a look at the treasure once it's in my hands. How about you take the red scale and give it to me after you've taken a look at it? What do you think?"

His tone was gentle and his smile was beautiful. At least, it was better than what Jiang Ting had seen in this life. Many people had a good smile on their faces.

Jiang Ting's eyes lit up. This flower bell was actually not going to burn the bridge after crossing the river?

Unfortunately, he had used up too much of his Divine Sense when he used the bow and arrow just now. In addition, the bell was wearing a veil to see his real face. His Divine Sense was almost damaged, so it was difficult for him to see if there were any other thoughts hidden in the face under the veil.

"Daoist Brother?" Hua Ling, who had not received a reply, smiled again.

"No problem, but I've consumed too much energy right now, so I can't act on my own. "

After saying that, Jiang Ting suppressed his thoughts. "Miss, if you're not in a hurry, we'll talk after I've recovered some of my ability to move. "

"There's no rush. Daoist brother, please recover first. " Hua Ling's expression remained unchanged.

After that, they really weren't in a hurry.

Hua Ling continued to stand not too far away from Jiang Ting. The other Autumn Water Pavilion disciples were still standing quietly in the valley. No one rashly approached the corpse of the Flood Dragon.

All of them were waiting.

"There's a problem. " Jiang Ting muttered in his heart as he slowly closed his eyes.

Instinct told him that there was a problem with the flower bell, and it was a big problem.

There must be something that he hadn't told him. Otherwise. . . The Flood Dragon was dead, and the Autumn Water Pavilion's target was the red scale. Why didn't they go get it? Why did they have to wait for him to get it?

As for waiting for him to get the red scale, he would look at it first. These words could only lie to an ordinary young man. If they wanted to lie to Jiang Ting, it would be far from enough!

Unfortunately, he did not have any background, so he could not figure out what other reasons were hidden within.

Fortunately, the Autumn Water Pavilion didn't disturb his recovery. . . . No matter what kind of scheme he was plotting, the better he was, the safer he would be. If he was at his peak, no one would be able to threaten him except for Flower Bell.

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As Jiang Ting fully focused on healing his wounds, half a day quickly passed.

The disciples of Autumn Water Pavilion were still waiting.

Hua Ling was also waiting not far away with a smile on her face.

Jiang Tingze was still recovering from his injuries. Actually, it was not considered healing his wounds. He was just quietly nourishing his Divine Sense. Just now, he had forcefully controlled the bow and arrow, which had consumed too much of his Divine Sense.

And the recovery of his spiritual will, was not something that could be done in a short period of time. The only thing that could be done was to slowly take it step by step. The soreness in his body had completely recovered.

Apart from the fact that his combat strength was lower than when he was at his peak, there was not much difference from when he was at his peak in other aspects.

A while later.

"Heal!" Jiang Ting suddenly opened his eyes. He felt that the quiet atmosphere in the valley had become more depressing.

The people of Autumn Water Pavilion were impatient?

It shouldn't be. In his opinion, the people of the Autumn Water Pavilion were still quietly waiting.

Because of Jiang Ting's observation, Hua Ling asked crisply, "Dao brother, have you recovered?"

Her words sounded like a young girl next door.

"Still. . . " Before she finished speaking, Jiang Ting's expression became serious.

A violent fluctuation of magic power suddenly rose.

It was also at this time that a cold light suddenly appeared. Three of the cold light directly attacked the flower bell.

At the same time, there were over twenty streaks of cold light that separately attacked the Autumn Water Pavilion disciples in the valley.

"Who is it!" Hua Ling's face instantly became cold and indifferent.

She even instantly took out the white silk spiritual artifact that she had previously used.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" With a roll, the three cold lights that attacked her were shot down by the white silk.

However. . .

"Uh. . . " Hua Ling's face sank, and a dark red bloodstain appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Ah. . . "

"Damn it, who dares to sneak attack me, Autumn Water? . . . Uh. . . "

" How dare you! "

Accompanied by furious shouts and miserable screams, the cold light in the valley also disappeared.

Even without using his eyes to look, Jiang Ting could still sense that six of the Qi in the valley had disappeared in an instant, leaving only four chaotic Qi.

Simply put, six of the Autumn Water Pavilion disciples in the valley had died.

As for Hua Ling, who he was staring at. . . She had been injured.

Because, although Hua Ling blocked the three cold lights that attacked her, because those three cold lights attracted people's attention, she didn't see that there was also a cold light behind her.

That cold light even solidly hit her.2

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Apart from Jiang Ting, the Autumn Water Pavilion disciples in the valley were all ambushed. . . Hua Ling was injured and six people died.

Although Jiang Ting was not ambushed, he did not relax. Instead, he suddenly stood up and stopped looking at Hua Ling. He looked at the valley and the other side of the valley with a serious expression.

In the valley, more than ten men in black appeared out of nowhere. Judging from their clothes, they were from the Black Feather Pavilion.

On the other side of the valley, there was a woman with a hot figure and black skin-tight clothes. Her every move was filled with seduction. . . Han Youqing!

Hua Ling wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and her eyes were cold. "Black Feather Pavilion, you dare to sneak attack my Autumn Water Pavilion. "

As she spoke, she did not hesitate to take out a pale purple pill and swallow it. . . . . It wasn't a pill to heal injuries, but rather, a Detoxification Pill.

Han Youqing licked his lips and pouted. "A mere antidote is not enough to cure the poison I used. "

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

No one knew when the people of the Black Feather Pavilion had arrived, but they did not alert anyone. Under a sneak attack at a close distance. . . The Autumn Water Pavilion had almost completely lost all ability to resist.

Hua Ling was injured, and the remaining four disciples with varying injuries. . . How could they fight back against the Black Feather Pavilion, which was still in peak condition?

Jiang Ting watched quietly like an outsider. It was only at this moment that he understood why the Black Feather Pavilion was skilled in assassination. . . The technique to conceal one's aura was truly extraordinary.

It was a pity that he was unsure if it was the Qi Concealment Spell that he had changed its name to.

Hua Ling laughed coldly. "A rat hiding in the dark also wants to be a yellow sparrow? Do you really think that I am unprepared!?"

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