C178 'This moon is really round! '

"The moon today is really round," time had left a deep gully on his forehead, but between these gashes was countless pieces of knowledge, "With the moonlight today, it's about time for the show to start. "Hehe, since when have I become so impatient?"

Chang Jing stood quietly in front of the furnace, her eyes focused on the person who was blocking his path.

"Tell me," the leader shouted, "who sent you here? What are you doing here?!"

For hundreds of thousands of years, no one had known about the secrets of this place. Today, a person had suddenly broken in and appeared in front of the crux of the furnace. They naturally had to get to the bottom of this.

"…"

Chang Jing did not answer his question, but carefully sized him up.

This was an old man, thin and frail, without a trace of a hunch. Her rosy cheeks had a white beard that fluttered in the wind, giving him a somewhat scholarly and refined appearance. However, what Chang Jing was paying attention to was not these. His line of sight landed on the old man's slender fingers — those jade white fingers were not fat nor thin, and such fingers would definitely form a knot very quickly, Chang Jing thought.

"Brat, don't you want to die!" One of the helpers saw that Chang Jing did not speak and scolded, "Do you know who he is?

"Puchi …" Chang Jing suddenly laughed, her laughter was extremely baffling, and only after a while did he calm down, and slanted her eyes at the man, "Could it be that I can take back my life from the reality?"

"This …" The man blushed, "Of course we can't do that. We will kill anyone who dares to trespass!"

"Tsk, then why did I get it from the truth? Do you think I'm an idiot?"

That person acted as if he wanted to hit him, but he was stopped by the old man in the lead.

He was also sizing up Chang Jing, the youth who was still chatting happily despite being heavily surrounded.

Who is he, why can't I see his magic cultivation (? Because the Homo sapiens's magic mechanism is different from the Demons's, the basis for judging the depth of his cultivation is also different). There was no power in his easy stance — but how could he be so calm?

"Let me ask you," he finally said. "Why did you barge into this place so late at night? Whose orders were you under?"

Chang Jing chuckled, her right eyebrow slightly raised. "I'm sorry, I forgot."

The person at the side obviously had a violent temper, upon hearing Chang Jing's words, he could not help but want to shout again, "You …"

But the old man stopped him with his hand and said, "Forget it. Think about it."

"Hmm," Chang Jing raised her head in thought, "Oh, yes, the Great Clan Elder asked me to come take a look. He said that this place is filled with miasma, there must be a ghost here!"

As he said that, Chang Jing's eyes were focused on the expression of the man beside the old man, and sure enough, he was furious, "Nonsense, the elder will have someone investigate, he …"

The old man fiercely glared at him. He was aware of his slip of tongue so he quickly covered his mouth and swallowed the rest of his words.

However, this was already enough. It was enough for Chang Jing to know everything here.

"Thank you," Chang Jing smiled, and with a sudden flash, she wanted to exit the teleportation …

Unfortunately, just as he was thinking, he realized that he made a mistake in his calculations – there seemed to be some kind of restriction here that blocked out the surrounding Magic Elements.

"Crap!" He looked at the crowd of people in front of him and thought, "It seems like 'Falling Flower Soy' doesn't have a place to cast it …"

All of this happened in a flash, but how could it escape the old man's eyes?

He shouted majestically, "Brilliant blade, catch him alive!"

After saying that, he retreated to the back. The people behind him followed closely behind. Although it was crowded in the small room, they did not show any signs of panic. It was obvious that they had been specially trained for this purpose.

They held their weapons and walked towards Chang Jing in an orderly manner, slowly surrounding him. This kind of encirclement was definitely a nightmare for a Magician, at such a close distance, no matter how strong his magic power was, he did not have enough time to cast any magic that was strong enough to annihilate his opponent!

However, the current Chang Jing was not as simple as just a Magician. What he possessed was not just magic.

His heart moved casually as You Ying transformed into a sharp sword held horizontally in her hand! A blazing feeling spread from You Ying's body to his hands, causing him to burn with a strong desire to fight!

"Do you also wish to fight, You Ying?" He smiled coldly. "Then let us fight for those children!"

With a flash of his figure, his figure disappeared. When everyone saw him again, blood had already flowed out of the slanted You Ying's body.

The people on the inside of the encirclement suddenly all collapsed, falling down without a sound …

Chang Jing pointed to the ground and said coldly, "Is there anyone else who isn't afraid of death and wants to come over?"

The cold voice seemed to come from ancient times, without the slightest bit of emotion.

Everyone was shocked and subconsciously retreated — but they only took a small step forward and the panic on their faces was replaced by anger!

"Kill!"

It was unknown who shouted, but everyone raised their weapons and rushed towards Chang Jing. Just as the blades were about to hit Chang Jing, he suddenly smiled and leaped up, and You Ying attacked again!

This time, its target was not the group of people, but the furnace that was emitting dense heat!

Hidden sword light!

With just a single slash, the thick furnace was chopped in half at the waist. From within it, an incomparably hot and fragrant liquid spurted out …

The liquid took advantage of the pressure to rush at the group. The people in front of them were unable to dodge in time and let out a miserable scream. They struggled, trying to get rid of the liquid, but to no avail.

The sound of dozens of bodies falling backwards could be heard.

The leader shouted at the top of his lungs, "Back, back!"

Hearing that, everyone relaxed and quickly ran out of the room, surrounding the house and scolded Chang Jing for being shameless.

On the other hand, Chang Jing was currently holding onto the roof of the house with one hand, hanging in the air easily.

Originally, the few moves that he had made with his life on the line just now had made him feel extremely comfortable. Only now did he realize that his You Ying was completely different from before.

The thick battle intent once again passed from its body to his hands, causing his confidence to soar! Looking around, the people outside were only cursing, but they had no intention of entering again.

"You Ying, they seem to be afraid of you."

Chang Jing seemed to be muttering to herself, but the sharp sword in her hand seemed to be responding to him.

Suddenly, the heavy door to the room was closed as Chang Jing was trapped inside.

He smiled indifferently, thinking, with just You Ying's sharp little door, what could he do?

With a push of his hand, his entire body flew towards the door, the sharp You Ying in his hand seemed to want to swallow the entire world, and pierced through the door.

"Ding."

The heavy door did not break like he expected, only leaving a shallow scratch!

Chang Jing never thought that with You Ying's power, she would not be able to penetrate such a small door!

He stabbed again with another shallow cut!

He began to panic because the destroyed furnace seemed to be deep enough. The liquid that flowed from it to the ground was actually endless. At this moment, it was already over a foot high!

According to its current speed, the room would soon be filled with liquid. At that time, there would not even be a place for Chang Jing to stand!

The liquid gurgled along with a fragrant aroma.