Chapter 935

"Caichen, this servant is your Xiaoqian!"

"Have you forgotten our friendship of life and death?"

"Friendship of life and death?"

Chen Ziyan had reacted by now.

Ning Caichen was a ghost knight, and this friendship of life and death... Chen Ziyan looked at Chen Hao and found Chen Hao looking calm, so she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"I had long heard that the owner of this tomb had four guardians."

"Now it seems, the rumors were not false."

The Hong Bagong that Chen Hao met outside just now was the beggar among the four.

And this one who called herself Xiaoqian should be the prostitute.

"If I'm not mistaken, there are still two more behind, right?"

Seeing that she had been exposed by Chen Hao, Xiaoqian changed her expression.

"So what if there are?"

"Nothing, I only have one request now, and that is for you to obediently clear a path."

"Clear it then!"

Xiaoqian turned her head to the side as if she had suffered some grievance.

Chen Hao and Chen Ziyan continued walking forward.

On the road.

Chen Ziyan felt somewhat baffled.

"Chen Hao, aren't these fellows a bit too easy to talk to?"

"Are they?"

"Shouldn't they be fighting us?"

"Haven't we already fought?"

"This..."

"The first level tested gluttony, the second level tested lust."

"Then what about the third level?"

Chen Ziyan had just finished speaking.

A figure lunged over.

It was a man holding double blades and wearing a black opera robe who lunged over.

Seeing this, Chen Ziyan dodged quickly.

Just as she landed.

Another figure appeared.

That fellow was wearing a white opera robe.

"Oh no!"

Chen Ziyan felt danger.

Just as the person in the white opera robe was about to slash the blade in his hand at Chen Ziyan.

A yellow shield protected Chen Ziyan.

Clang!

The person's blade slashed onto the yellow shield, emitting a metallic clashing sound.

Chen Hao, holding the Soul-Devouring Sword, lunged toward the black martial actor.

He said to Chen Ziyan: "I'll deal with this black one, the white one is left to you."

Saying this, Chen Hao and the black martial actor began to fight.

His attack speed became faster and faster, and before long, he had disarmed the opponent.

"No!"

Seeing that Chen Hao was about to kill this black martial actor.

That white martial actor let out a scream.

"A woman?"

"I beg you, don't kill him!"

The white martial actor forced Chen Ziyan back and quickly arrived in front of the black martial actor.

She begged Chen Hao: "I beg you to spare us."

Chen Hao took a look at the two of them; looking at them like this, if they weren't husband and wife, they were close enough.

"Then I'll spare you."

Chen Hao took Chen Ziyan and continued walking inside.

"Why didn't you kill them?"

Chen Ziyan voiced the doubt in her heart.

Chen Hao said: "Have you heard of the 'Lower Nine Trades'?"

"Lower Nine Trades?"

"That's right, they are exactly those people of the Lower Nine Trades."

"Hong Bagong is a beggar, Xiaoqian is a prostitute, and these two fellows in front are actors."

"Then behind us..."

Chen Ziyan had just finished speaking when they saw the fourth wave of people.

"There wouldn't be more behind, would there?"

Chen Ziyan couldn't help but complain.

"No more!"

The one who answered Chen Ziyan was this last fellow.

Chen Hao looked toward this person and discovered he had long hair, was wearing linen clothes, and was holding a large megaphone in his hand.

"Congratulations on reaching the fourth level."

"Although there were elements of trickery in your previous levels, passing is passing."

"Now that you've reached me, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Play a tune for me; as long as it sounds good, I'll let you go."

When saying this, the long-haired man unleashed his strength.

"Monarch Realm Stage Eight?"

Chen Hao hadn't expected that this Saint's servant would have such an awesome fellow.

However, looking at the other party's appearance, he seemed to be a blind man.

"Who will go first?"

The blind uncle said to Chen Hao and the others.

"I'll go."

"You'll go?"

Chen Ziyan looked at Chen Hao somewhat skeptically.

"Can you do it?"

"So-so."

"Why don't I do it instead."

Chen Ziyan said.

"Can you play the trumpet? Didn't you say before that you couldn't play..."

"I before..."

Chen Ziyan seemed to remember something, and her face flushed red in a flash.

Chen Hao took the megaphone and cleaned the place where he would play.

Then he began to play.

"This is... 'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix'?"

The blind uncle was somewhat excited; he hadn't expected that someone would actually play such a piece of music.

Following Chen Hao's playing, a group of birds really flew over not far away. ===== CHAPTER 937 =====