Chapter 988
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Light footsteps brushed past the roof of the inn. In the pitch-black room, Fengjiu, who was sound asleep on the bed, opened her eyes when she heard movement on the roof. Her clear eyes were as dazzling as the stars in the night.
Tun Yun, who was lying at the door, straightened up and walked to the bedside to look at its master who had already woken up.
Fengjiu only waved her hand gently, indicating for it to lie down. It then lay back down on the ground and closed its eyes.
She did not get up. Instead, she closed her eyes and listened. She wanted to see how vigilant Duan Ye and Ning Lang were. These two brats had fought with someone during the day. Were they sleeping soundly at night? Or were they still vigilant?
In the other two rooms, Duan Ye and Ning Lang both woke up when someone landed on the roof. Duan Ye was already vigilant, while Ning Lang had suffered a loss once. He no longer dared to be careless.
The movement was extremely small, and the aura was hidden very well. It was obvious that the person who came was not a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but a Golden Core cultivator.
Was it someone sent by the Song Clan? Such sneakiness was truly despicable. During the day, they had fought with someone from the Song Clan. Tonight, they came to deal with them. Even a fool would know that it was someone from the Song Clan. However, it was one thing to come out in the open, but to come out in the dark like this really made people look down on them.
However, as they lay quietly on the bed with their eyes closed, they realized that there was no movement for a long time. They could not help but feel strange. Could it be that they were not from the Song Clan?
Just as they were thinking, they smelled a faint fragrance. When they smelled that fragrance, the two of them cursed inwardly. Just as they were about to jump up, their vision turned black and they lost consciousness.
Just as the two of them lost consciousness, a figure came in from outside the door. The person stabbed a needle dipped in medicine into their arm and then left.
In the other room, Fengjiu was also listening for the commotion. Nothing happened for a long time until a faint scent permeated the room. Her heart skipped a beat. She used her spiritual sense to instruct Tun Yun to behave like a defenseless pet and act according to the situation.
Not long after, the door opened from the outside. Two black figures walked in. One of them picked up Tun Yun, who was lying on the ground, while the other went forward. Just as he was about to stab Tun Yun with a needle dipped in medicine, Fengjiu, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes. He reached out and bent the needle.
"Crack!"
"Ah!"
The sound of bones breaking rang out in the pitch-black room. The cultivator's cry of pain suddenly stopped, as if his voice was stuck in his throat. He only felt the needle pierce into his body. Soon after, he collapsed powerlessly.
This sudden scene startled the other black-clothed man who was holding the little beast. Just as he was about to retreat quickly, the little beast in his arms suddenly growled. With a flash of light, it transformed from a small pet into a huge and powerful mythological beast. With a claw, it pressed down on the shocked Gold Core stage cultivator, making him unable to move.
"Hiss! You … "
The Golden Core cultivator who had been pressed to the ground by Tun Yun, who had returned to his original form, sucked in a breath of cold air. He looked at Feng Jiu and the divine beast in shock. His voice stopped at the same time, and after a moment of movement, the room returned to normal. It was as if the movement just now was an illusion.
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