Chapter 242 No Place for Burial After Death

Luo Haobin also looked surprised and uncertain.

"The sound is too short to be heard."

"Spirit Master, whether it's Qin Wei's voice or not, this place is not safe."

"It's not advisable to stay for a long time."

Having said this, Luo Haobin took a step forward and saluted Qiao Qiaoyun with his fists raised.

"Miss Qiao, our whereabouts are probably leaked, and there may be enemies coming to attack us."

"For the safety of my spiritual master, please ask Miss Qiao to arrange the blood puppets to form a formation to protect the Yunchi spiritual masters from evacuating."

Before Qiao Qiaoyun spoke, Sun Xiaoruo couldn't help but chuckle.

Although the voice was small, it was full of ridicule.

Qin Baichi immediately felt a little embarrassed on his face.

"Luo Haobin, what are you talking about?"

"What enemies are there?"

"Shut your mouth and don't embarrass me here."

Luo Haobin couldn't help but be anxious and said hurriedly:

"Spirit Master, that sound just now was clearly the scream of a human being."

"There must be something going on over there..."

"If necessary, go over and have a look. What are you doing here so suspiciously?"

Qin Baichi's face darkened.

"No, I can't leave Lord Spiritual Master."

Luo Haobin had already taken out a pair of fine steel judge pens from his arms.

"I have to stay by the Spirit Master's side until those two bastards come back."

"you……."

Qin Baichi had nothing to do with the stubborn guard beside him.

"Senior Luo,"

Qiao Qiaoyun suddenly spoke.

"The blood puppets around me are very effective when used to attack enemies. But if they are allowed to search and investigate, the effect is a bit unsatisfactory."

"I heard that sound just now too."

"Maybe there are really enemies hidden in these woods."

Speaking of this, Qiao Qiaoyun glanced at Qin Baichi, and then continued:

"So, I still want to ask Senior Luo to go over there and take a look to see if there is really anything wrong."

Qin Baichi obviously understood what Qiao Qiaoyun meant and immediately agreed:

"Lao Luo, Miss Qiao is right."

"It won't be of much use to let these blood puppets pass by. You go over and take a look."

Luo Haobin immediately shook his head.

"No, if I leave, the Spirit Master will be too dangerous."

"I think there is no need to go there. The best way is to retreat directly."

Sun Xiaoruo immediately started shaking his head.

"It took a lot of effort to set up the situation. How could we hear the slightest movement and retreat in a hurry without even seeing the enemy?"

"You don't feel embarrassed, I'm embarrassed to be embarrassed."

"yes!"

Qiao Qiaoyun also frowned.

"You have to know where the enemy is before you can decide whether to fight or retreat. Just retreat directly like this..."

Qin Baichi's face was also red.

"Luo Haobin, you don't listen to my orders anymore."

"Do I need to beg you before you are willing to carry out the order?"

Luo Haobin looked helpless and wanted to say a few more words.

Qiao Qiaoyun spoke first.

"Don't worry, I have seven great warriors here, and there are ten warriors on my junior sister's side. I believe that with this kind of lineup, no one can hurt Yunchi Lingshi."

"All right!"

Luo Haobin could only sigh.

"If I don't come back in ten minutes, please give up the mission immediately, Miss Qiao, and escort my Lord Yunchi back to Lao Qin's house."

After saying that, he cupped his hands and turned around reluctantly to leave.

When Luo Haobin walked away, Qin Baichi shook his head and spoke with emotion:

"What a coward!"

"I really don't know why my father found so many great martial arts masters for me."

After saying that, he flicked his fingers, and a small orange-red fireball jumped on his fingertips.

"Actually, with my magic, no one can get close to me."

"My few guards are just decorations."

Qiao Qiaoyun and Sun Xiaoruo looked at the small fireball with a look of envy on their faces.

Seeing the reactions of the two girls, Luo Haobin looked even more satisfied, and his voice couldn't help but become a little louder.

"They are afraid that enemies will appear."

"My young master is just the opposite. I really hope that an enemy will appear."

"When the time comes, I will let those people know...,"

When I was talking happily, I suddenly heard a shout from deep in the woods:

"Spirit Master, run away!"

Then came a scream.

This time, everyone heard clearly.

That scream was Luo Haobin's voice.

A mid-level martial artist, only two minutes had passed, and he had already encountered an unexpected event.

This shows that the enemy is very powerful!

Things were clearly getting a little out of hand.

"Junior sister, form a formation, let's retreat first!"

"yes!"

This time, Sun Xiaoruo was very obedient and immediately took out a piccolo, put it to his mouth and started playing.

The sound may be long or short, fast or slow.

The ten martial artist-level puppets also immediately started moving to the sound of the flute.

Qiao Qiaoyun was not idle either. He also took out a metal flute and started playing it.

Her flute sound is crisper, but the rhythm is also chaotic and there is no rhythm at all.

However, the seven great martial artists seemed to understand some of the orders and began to move, quickly surrounding the two girls.

Outside the great martial arts master, ten more martial arts masters stood.

It's like a protective formation.

Qin Baichi was stunned for a moment, then he realized that he seemed to be standing outside the formation.

He was a little anxious.

"Miss Qiao, Miss Sun, please open the formation and let me in."

"Mr. Qin, didn't you say just now that you were looking forward to the enemy?"

"Now the enemy seems to have really appeared. Please, Mr. Qin, block the enemy for us. Qiao Qiaoyun is very grateful."

Qiao Qiaoyun's face was solemn.

"We will go first. Take care, Mr. Qin."

After saying that, the two girls were very tacit and raised their flutes at the same time and blew them.

As soon as the flute sounded, the whole team began to move.

More than a dozen warriors, supporting the two girls, rushed out of the woods.

"You... you bastards!"

Qin Baichi's face was ashen, and he gritted his teeth fiercely.

He still held a small fireball in one hand, but he didn't dare to flick it out casually.

Now he is only at the second level of Qi Refining. In a short period of time, he can condense no more than five fireballs.

If one is flicked away, there will be one less means of attack.

Although he was full of anger, Qin Baichi was not too flustered.

With his other hand, he took out a speeding talisman from his arms.

He glanced at the team that had already started to walk away, and said angrily:

"Wait, after returning to the old Qin's house, I will see how this young master will deal with you!"

After that, he slapped the talisman in his hand on his thigh.

But it was empty.

His thigh was still there, but his palm, together with the "speeding talisman", fell to the ground.

"Ah!"

The next second, Qin Baichi let out a shrill scream.

The whole person fell directly to the ground.

The fireball on his fingertips also turned into a ball of flames and burned violently.

In the critical moment, Qin Baichi did not forget to roll a few times and barely avoided the flames.

When he raised his head with difficulty, he saw a young man walking out of the woods slowly.

"Qin Shaochen!"

The severe pain in his wrist made Qin Baichi's voice tremble constantly.

"It's you, you actually dared to... attack... and hurt me!"

"I will... make you... die without a burial place!"

Qin Shaochen slowly approached, looking at Qin Baichi who was shaking on the ground like an idiot.

"Death without a burial place!"

He couldn't help but sneer.

"That's right, I thought so too!"

After saying that, he raised his palm, bent and stretched his fingers, and a bright fireball appeared on his fingertips.

Qin Baichi was completely stunned.

"You..., you..."

Qin Shaochen's face was cold, and he didn't give him a chance to speak. He didn't even frown, and flicked his finger, and the fireball flew out.

Qin Baichi didn't even have time to scream, and he was burned to death in a ball of fire.

Only a little ashes were left on the ground.

As expected, there was no burial place.