Meng Qi's "Save Point"

Without a trace of emotion in his gaze, Meng Qi glanced at Nangong Chong, then gave a slight nod and said nothing.

"Good to see you have a heart for justice," Yan Chixia praised, making Du Qingqing's pretty face seem to glow with pride.

Ning Caichen turned bashful and hurriedly waved his hands. "No, no need."

The thought of two men relieving themselves together felt strange to him. Besides, they were only outside the hall, with just a wall between them and the legendary swordsman Yan Chixia. There shouldn't be any vengeful spirits or evil ghosts.

Nangong Chong laughed heartily. "There's no need to worry, Young Master Ning. I'll find somewhere else."

Du Qingqing secretly spat in disgust. Did an Exterior expert need to relieve himself? Brother Chong really had no shame!

Ning Caichen relaxed. He climbed through the big hole and, seeing that Nangong Chong had indeed gone in another direction, gave him a grateful look. He hurried to a stone pillar in the corridor, undid his belt, and sighed with relief.

Just then, a gust of Yin Wind swept past. Yan Chixia sprang to his feet inside the hall, suddenly realizing that he could no longer sense Ning Caichen or Nangong Chong!

What a powerful evil ghost!

He pulled the broad sword from his back and darted through the hole. At the same time, he glanced back instinctively. The mysterious man in green was still sitting with his eyes closed, utterly at ease, as though he hadn't noticed anything had changed—or regarded it as a trivial matter.

A moment later, Du Qingqing noticed something was wrong too. Panic showed on her face as she turned to Meng Qi. "Senior, Brother Chong has disappeared. It must be the evil spirits of Lanruo Temple. Please, help us!"

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