Chapter 605 Trapping Dragon Powder

When the time was ugly.

Chu Chouli's snoring came from the door and landed in the hall of the inn, echoing endlessly back and forth.

Su Mu'an supported her cheeks with one hand and pressed the long saber on the table with the other, making her somewhat drowsy.

Hearing that Jiang Lai had woken up, Fang Ziyu and Meng Liang took advantage of the night to check on each other's situation. Only Su Mu'an , Chu Chouli, and Nineteen and her "master" remained in the inn.

For nineteen, Su Mu'an naturally wouldn't have such special emotions as Fang Ziyu had said. He was only fourteen years old and couldn't understand these things. Moreover, his father once said that emotions were a burden to machetemen. Only the knife on the wine on the back of his waist was the most important thing for machetemen. En, of course, there was face on his face.

Although Su Mu'an did not like wine, he still remembered this truth clearly.

But at the same time, Little Nineteen was an important companion in Su Mu'an's heart. It was also incumbent upon him to protect his companion as a macheteman.

Therefore, he forcefully regained his spirits and shook his head to dispel the drowsiness in his heart. His eyes were bright as he looked at the door that Zhou Yuan was staying in. As a macheteman, his intuition made him realize that the old man must be hiding something wrong in his heart. He had to keep a good eye on him.

Squeak.

Suddenly, a soft sound came from not far away. It was the sound of a foot lightly stepping on the wooden floor of the inn.

"Who?" The alert Su Mu'an raised the knife on the table with one hand and pressed down on the hilt with the other. She turned around and looked in the direction of the sound coming from behind her.

There, a petite figure stopped behind him and looked at him with a smile.

"Nineteen?" After seeing the other party's appearance, the vigilance in Su Mu'an's eyes dissipated, but she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. Now that it was time to be ugly, Su Mu'an didn't know why Nineteen didn't fall asleep, but instead appeared here.

"Brother Mu An." Nineteen did not seem to see Su Mu'an 's confusion. Instead, he smiled sweetly at Su Mu'an and called out crisply.

Su Mu'an was shocked. She felt goosebumps all over her body standing up at that time. He knew Little Nineteen too well. This girl usually acted so arrogantly that she wouldn't reveal such an expression unless she wanted someone.

The look of vigilance that had just dissipated once again appeared on his forehead.

"What's the matter?" Su Mu'an asked.

"I can't sleep." Little Nineteen whispered as he lowered his head, and his cheeks suddenly flushed red with embarrassment.

Of course, this was supposed to be a beautiful scene where a girl was extremely shy and wanted to say something, but Nineteen was only eight or nine years old after all. This kind of appearance did not have much beauty to speak of when it came to her. On the contrary, it was somewhat funny.

Su Mu'an , who had been alert for a long time, naturally couldn't be confused by Nineteen's words. He said seriously, "If you can't sleep, then practice your saber. That's what my father taught me before. You have to spend every spare moment in important places. Don't you want to learn kung fu?"

Hearing this, Nineteen's eyes lit up and she said delicately, "Then teach me."

"Teach you? Didn't I already teach you?"

"That's something Nineteen has already learned. Isn't Brother Mu An going to teach me something new?"

Su Mu'an frowned and said, "My father said that no matter how powerful a saber technique is in this world, it can't escape a slash, a sweep, a lift, a block. You have only learned the surface of it now. Just these four moves alone will take you four to five years to be considered a small success. So, I will not give you anything before then!"

"Aiya! Brother Mu An!" Xiao Nineteen pulled Su Mu'an 's hand and shook it, "Will you teach me something new? Or will we go out and play instead of learning the knife?" Little Nineteen blinked at Su Mu'an as she spoke. Her appearance was extremely cute.

However, Su Mu'an looked at Nineteen puzzled and asked, "Play? What fun do I have with you?"

Hearing this, Nineteen was instantly furious. She felt as if she had been greatly insulted. Her face fell. She stamped her feet and said, " Su Mu'an !"

"Huh?" Su Mu'an obviously did not understand what had offended Nineteen.

"If you continue like this, you won't be able to get a wife!" Nineteen scolded angrily.

"What is this?" Su Mu'an did not think so, but just as she was about to say something, Nineteen's hand suddenly waved at him, and a white powder immediately poured into the tip of his nose.

"This" The expression on Su Mu'an 's face instantly became absent-minded, and his body started to shake. After a few breaths, he fell to the ground abruptly.

"A little bit." Seeing Su Mu'an to the end, Nineteen proudly stuck out her tongue at Su Mu'an and made a grimace. Then, she looked in the direction of one of the doors of the inn and said excitedly, "Master! Quickly come out!"

At this moment, the door opened, and Zhou Yuan's thin body leaned out of the door.

…

Two figures, one old and one young, sneakily walked out of the inn and arrived at a hiding place at the corner of Tongcheng Street.

Jing Zhou, which had been taken over by Da Chu, was currently under curfew, and there were no pedestrians on the streets except for the patrolling soldiers.

The two of them stopped in the depths of the alley. Zhou Yuan suddenly asked, "What exactly did you throw at that child just now?"

Although Zhou Yuan's cultivation was not high, he was quite knowledgeable. He had already seen through Su Mu'an's extraordinary appearance. Although the child looked like he was only fourteen or fifteen years old and still had a childish aura, his aura was long and his cultivation had probably reached the Mortal Realm long ago. Such an expert did not say that he was invulnerable to all poisons, but it was far from something that ordinary poisons could injure. Moreover, Nineteen could actually knock the other party unconscious in just a few breaths. Zhou Yuan, who had studied this path, was keenly aware that the white powder in Nineteen's hand must have come from the hands of a master.

Nineteen raised her head to look at Zhou Yuan with a puzzled expression on her face. She blinked her eyes in confusion and said, "Dragon Trapping Powder!"

"This was given to me by Master. He said that he sprinkled it on the villains when I met them. Why did Master forget?"

After saying this, Zhou Yuan's body trembled.

Zhou Yuan didn't have much cultivation. To be able to stay in the Dark Asura Palace to a position that was almost equivalent to that of a judge, he relied on not only the research that Dark Asura Palace needed the most, but also his ability to observe the demon race.

However, at this moment, he was unable to suppress the shock in his heart. It was not because he had never heard of this Dragon Trapping Powder, but on the contrary, he was extremely familiar with this Dragon Trapping Powder.

The reason for that was because the so-called Dragon Trapping Powder was a kind of mysterious medicine that he had unintentionally concocted when he was studying the demons under Senluo.

This item was extremely effective. He had once used it to knock a Demon King unconscious. Therefore, he had secretly thought that it would also have an extremely powerful effect on ordinary cultivators. However, he didn't know the specifics because he didn't have any experimental subjects.

But he had never mentioned this Dragon Trapping Powder to anyone, It was just a trump card that could save his life at a critical moment. However, at that time, Xu Han and the others had slaughtered too suddenly, and he, who was in the Dark Asura Hall, had never thought that such an event would happen. Therefore, he did not carry it with him. Otherwise, it would be unknown if Xu Han and the others could escape from the Ascending Heavens.

"Can you lend me this item for a look?" Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan asked in a deep voice.

"Master is so strange. Didn't you have a big basket yourself? Why did you have to look at me?" Nineteen asked curiously, but he still stretched out his hand and handed a small packet of Dragon Trapping Powder wrapped in oil paper to Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan, who had received the Dragon Trapping Powder, did not answer nineteen questions with a serious expression. He carefully opened the oil-paper wrapped object, but the object was a pile of white powder.

This item was no different from the Dragon Trapping Powder he remembered.

This discovery caused him to frown and almost squeeze into a small hill on the bridge of his nose.

Just as he had thought, the Dragon Trapping Powder was something he had concocted himself. Regardless of whether it was its existence or its formula, Zhou Yuan had never mentioned it to anyone. Why did this little girl have such a thing in her hand?

Zhou Yuan's heart was a little confused. The nature of the world inevitably had some coincidences.

But even if someone had coincidentally concocted such a thing, how could the other party take out a name that was the same as his? Even if the other party took out a name that was the same as his, then why did his disciples happen to recognize him as his master?

Even Zhou Yuan could sense the oddity in the coincidence.

He looked at Nineteen with a heavy brow and asked, "Does your master look like me?"

Nineteen tilted his head and said strangely, "Master, what are you talking about? You are my master. Could it be that you can grow into another appearance?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan felt a little confused. He suddenly felt that all of this was connected together and contained a huge conspiracy.

Although the various ingredients needed for the Dragon Trapping Powder were not considered rare, if the amount of ingredients used in the preparation were to go wrong, the final product would be very different from the Dragon Trapping Powder. Even if the order of delivery changed, it would affect what was obtained. How could anyone be able to concoct such a thing?

He remembered that Xu Han and the others had broken into Dark Asura Palace and kidnapped him, and what happened afterwards seemed more like a trap set for him.

Could it be that they want me to be confused, treat this girl as my disciple, and then deceive that secret? Zhou Yuan looked at Nineteen and suddenly had this thought in his heart.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this guess was very reasonable. Otherwise, he would not be able to explain the series of coincidences in front of him. Thinking about this, he couldn't help but secretly feel proud.

"Little girl, you want to lie to me? You're still too young. I presume that this Dragon Trapping Powder was also forged by you guys, right?" He glanced at Nineteen proudly and said this.

His hand was immediately stained with that white powder. With his many years of immersion in the Dao, it was obvious whether it was true or false.

With this thought in mind, he put the powder into his mouth.

"Master?" Nineteen was shocked.

"Hmph, who is your master? This fake trapped dragon" Zhou Yuan sneered. However, when he said this, he suddenly paused and his expression became a little strange. He licked his lips and said, "No, it seems to be true…"

Before he could finish his sentence, a great sense of fatigue suddenly assaulted his mind. His body sank and he fell to the ground amidst the cries of nineteen.

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