Chapter 1854: Chapter 1847: Uneasy Mind

“Oh, is that so? Then I would like to learn a thing or two!” Hun Jiansi said fearlessly.

“Hun Jiansi,” Changyi said with a stern face, “I gave you a chance, I’ll give you one last chance, don’t ask for trouble. Don’t think that without you, we can’t deal with those foreigners.”

“To deal with them, you’ll have to get past me.”

Hun Jiansi said, drawing the dagger she carried with her.

“You’re merely a bearer of the Fog Concealment Skill, how could you be our opponent? Surrender quickly, and I won’t demand you to deal with those foreigners anymore.” At this moment, Changyi seemed to be trying to salvage the situation, so he advised her.

“Shut up, whoever wants to confront them must first get over my corpse.” Hun Jiansi said coldly.

“Changyi,” the Ghost Hag beside him said with a sinister smile, “Some things can’t be forced. What doesn’t belong to you, you’ll eventually lose even if you obtain it via force.”

The Ghost Hag’s words ultimately extinguished Changyi’s last bit of compassion, and he decided to make his move.

It should be said his confidence was correct. Although the Fog Concealment Skill can obscure a beast’s senses, there are just a few birds and beasts that can perfectly avoid the fog’s concealment and accurately spot the caster’s whereabouts.

That’s why Changyi dared to boldly claim he was the doom of the Fog Concealment Skill.

Without the help of these animals, he couldn’t imagine how to deal with this woman who can almost become invisible.

Of course, merely being able to detect Hun Jiansi wasn’t enough. After all, Changyi’s martial prowess wasn’t high and he was more of a craftsman, relying solely on his tamed birds and beasts.

But fortunately or unfortunately, he was accompanied by a Ghost Hag, with this old figure around, the scales of victory turned precarious.

Because as strong as Hun Jiansi is, she is still just a mortal who cannot withstand the erosion of poison. Once poisoned, she would either perish or beg the Ghost Hag for mercy.

And among the Nine Streams of the martial world, if the Ghost Hag’s poisoning skills are second to none, then no one would dare to claim the first.

Therefore, this seemingly inconspicuous old hag is definitely not to be trifled with. It’s her presence that made Hun Jiansi so tense.

“You’re planning to attack me two against one?” Hun Jiansi asked, frowning.

“There’s no helping it; I’ve given you the chance, and you didn’t cherish it. You have such powers but are so stubborn, it seems fate doesn’t favor the Fog Concealment Skill.” Changyi sighed.

“Heh…”

Hun Jiansi sneered coldly, involuntarily took a deep breath, covering her heart, and muttered: “Has he sensed I’m in danger, or does he not even…”

Resting Cheng Ziang suddenly felt uneasy, abruptly opened his eyes, his entire body tensed up instantly.

“What’s wrong, getting all worked up?” Hu Daoke glanced at him and asked.

“I feel like I’ve lost something.” Cheng Ziang bowed his head in thought, puzzled.

“What thing, don’t tell me you lost your gun again?”

“Gun, lost… No, no, my gun isn’t lost…”

“Once again, you’re all mysterious, did you get possessed?”

Hu Daoke said and walked over to stare at him.

“My… sidearm, have I lost it before…?” Cheng Ziang hesitated while checking his sidearm on himself.

“Of course, you don’t remember?”

“No, it wasn’t lost…”

“Quit acting oblivious, did you lose your gun and feel embarrassed to admit it?” Pausing, Hu Daoke puzzledly asked, “By the way, how did you find your gun?”

“I…”

“No, Old Cheng, what’s wrong with you, why this state again?” Hu Daoke also became nervous and asked concerningly.

“I… my gun… it… wasn’t lost by me, right… it must have been… stolen!”

Cheng Ziang bowed his head, looking around as he tried to gather memories from his mind.

“Who stole it?”

“Who? Was it… me?”

“No, Old Cheng, you sure there’s no problem? You seem like you’re drunk.”

“Someone did something to me, but I can’t remember it now…” Cheng Ziang said, clutching his head.

“Who?”

“I, I don’t know…”

“Calm down, think happy thoughts.” Hu Daoke gestured to calm him.

“Happy thoughts… wait…”

Cheng Ziang seemed to find inspiration, his mind suddenly becoming clear.

Happy thoughts.

Yes, I’ve come to Kyushu, experienced so many joyful things. With whom did I spend them?

With my team, and who else?

Also, also… Hun Jiansi!

While bitterly searching, he suddenly remembered the name, instantly feeling that all his confusion was resolved.

Right, yes, Hun Jiansi, where did that girl go, wasn’t she supposed to be with me?

He somersaulted directly off the ground, startling Hu Daoke who dropped to the ground, watching him terrified.

“What’s wrong?” Not far away, Luo’er saw his state, tilted her head slightly and asked.

“Someone is missing!” Cheng Ziang said, widening his eyes.

“Who?”

“Hun Jiansi!”

“Hun Jiansi?”

Luo’er was taken aback, Fulajie’er whispered to him: “The Fog Concealment Skill inheritor, always following Cheng Ziang around, it’s normal you guys don’t remember her.”

“Oh…” Luo’er nodded hesitantly and then looked at Cheng Ziang, continued asking, “Why didn’t she follow along?”

“For some reason, I just feel uneasy…”

“Uneasy?”

“The leader of the Emperor’s Sect is from the Wen Family, now that the Wen Family is in such a calamity, I’m worried she might leave without saying…”

“You care about her a lot, huh.” Luo’er said, squinting.

“Of course… huh…”

Cheng Ziang spoke instinctively but suddenly realized something and instantly closed his mouth, showing a guilty expression.

“She has helped us a lot, caring about her is normal, quickly see if she’s around here.” Luo’er waved his hand, indicating he didn’t mind.

Just then, Liseya, secretly protecting Cheng Ziang, suddenly revealed herself, dragging a long trail of light, hovering back and forth in front of Cheng Ziang, seemed very restless.

“What’s wrong?”

Liseya didn’t speak, of course, she couldn’t speak. After hearing Cheng Ziang’s inquiry, she passed through Cheng Ziang’s chest without hesitation, emerging from the back.

Experiencing the soul impact, Cheng Ziang heard only two words in his heart: “Follow!”

Accompanying those words were emotions of urgency and unease, causing him to start feeling tense.

So without thinking or having time to greet others, he directly pulled out his gun from his waist, following Liseya’s path into the nearby forest.

“B-Boss…”

Hu Daoke looked back at Luo’er, as everyone’s gaze gathered on Luo’er, seemingly awaiting his answer.

“With Liseya’s protection, there should be no problem. But to be safe, you and Yue’er follow and support him!” Luo’er commanded without hesitation.

“Understood, heading out!”

The two nodded, replied in unison before grabbing their weapons and following Cheng Ziang’s path into the forest.

“Luo’er,” watching their disappearing backs, Tangmo came to Luo’er’s side, said worriedly, “I just feel it’s subtle, I feel the Wu Dynasty won’t let us off easily…”

“Afraid?” Luo’er asked with a smile.

“A bit…”

Tangmo said, reaching out to hug Luo’er.

“Don’t take advantage of the situation.”

Luo’er laughed bitterly, pushing her back with his palm pressed against her forehead.

“Luo’er…”

Tangmo pouted, upset.

“Hugging here and there so casually, how does it look? Bad if seen by kids.”

“There are no kids here, just an old woman who’s a lightbulb.”

“Who are you calling an old woman?” Fulajie’er appeared abruptly, hands on hips, scolding.

“I meant the other two…” Luo’er stood between them and said.

“Relax, they’re asleep. I have a strong maternal instinct and have taken great care of them.” Tangmo said proudly.

“Our Advance Team is becoming a kindergarten…” Luo’er couldn’t help but smile wryly.

“Isn’t it because you’re soft-hearted, taking in the Yichuan Family’s kid.”

“Didn’t you also take in a little girl from the Demon Clan?”