In the middle of the ink mountain!

Xiao Fan walked along, and the beasts avoided everywhere he passed, the grass and trees automatically separated, and everything was silent.

When he came to Moshan today, Cheng Long originally said that he would accompany Xiao Fan, but after he took Zhuji Dan last night, he was still humming and chirping in pain in the toilet until now, and he couldn't get out.

Therefore, Xiao Fan simply came alone!

Xiao Fan walked casually, he spread his senses, and patiently sensed the location of the Heavenly Desolate Demon Halberd as he walked around.

But, after a long time!

"I can't feel it!" Xiao Fan suddenly stood still, frowning and muttering to himself.

"It seems that the damage to the Heavenly Desolate Demon Halberd is a little more serious than I imagined, after being activated that day, it is now falling into a deep sleep again, and the connection between me and it has basically been completely severed!" Xiao Fan groaned for a moment and said softly, "Moreover, it should be in the middle of the mountain or the extreme depths of the ground now, which is beyond the scope of my divine sense!"

"Divine Sense!" Thinking of this question, Xiao Fan had a little headache.

Consciousness and aura are different!

When the aura is consumed, the cultivation is restored, and the divine consciousness is damaged, and it is much more troublesome to recover, and the best way to repair the divine consciousness is to find some genius earth treasures that can nourish the divine consciousness, otherwise it will be very slow and difficult to recover by yourself.

Moreover, the divine consciousness itself is also a shortcoming of its own strength!

Because in that Xianxia world, the cultivation methods of divine consciousness are extremely rare and rare, and they are generally in the hands of some super powers, which are kept secret, and they are not known to the core disciples, not to mention that they are only from a wild path?

Although he got two decent cultivation techniques for his divine consciousness in the later stage, the cultivation time was still too short, and in terms of the strength of his divine consciousness alone, compared to the other four emperors who had lived for an unknown number of years, it was still slightly inferior!

"Forget it, let's think of a way slowly!" Xiao Fan said helplessly, "Anyway, it's in the ink mountain." If you can't run, as long as you can determine the location, then everything will be easy to say!"

Thinking of this, he turned around and wanted to leave!

And right now!

Xiao Fan 'sees' it with his divine sense. A young man in white, who seemed to be injured, was rushing quickly in his direction from a distance.

This young man dressed in white has a fair and smooth face, angular-like features, dark and deep eyes, and thick eyebrows that are slightly raised. Handsome, like a prince in a fairy tale.

Moreover, although he was running away at this time, he was still elegant and calm, and the white clothes on his body were even more spotless, only the few drops of red on his chest were particularly dazzling!

"What a sissy!" Xiao Fan muttered to himself.

Looking at this young man in white clothes who was victorious in snow, Xiao Fan thought of the guy from the Emperor of Heaven.

The Emperor of Heaven has always been dressed in white, always gentle and polite in his speech, and his demeanor will never be rude or vulgar, even when he fights, he is full of artistic beauty and incomparable nobility. Xiao Fan often watched and couldn't wait to go up and kick his feet, and get rid of the nameless fire that always popped up in his heart.

And the face of this white-clothed young man Shengxue naturally cannot be compared with the Emperor of Heaven, but this temperament is simply carved out of the same mold as the Emperor of Heaven.

The same sissy!

The white-clothed young man Shengxue quickly rushed in front of Xiao Fan, he glanced at Xiao Fan, and immediately stopped and was stunned for a moment, and then he didn't hesitate, and immediately turned around and ran in another direction.

But before he could take two steps, he suddenly stopped, and then held on to a big tree next to him, and couldn't help but bend over. When he opened his mouth, he spurted out a large mouthful of unusually fishy blood, and the white clothes on his chest added a few drops of dazzling red.

Xiao Fan just glanced at him lightly, didn't say anything, turned around and left!

Although this white-clothed young man is very similar to the Emperor of Heaven. But it's just very similar, it's not the same person, Xiao Fan has nothing to do with him, why did he save him?

In that Xianxia world, Xiao Fan was used to being hunted and killed, and he was already familiar with many things.

Again. Everyone has their own fate, whether it is chasing and being hunted and killed, there is a reason for it, and Xiao Fan doesn't want to be more lazy to interfere and change anything.

Maybe someone with the character of Our Lady, but Xiao Fan is definitely not!

"Ahem, ahem!"

Xia He coughed violently, his brows furrowed, and he only felt that his whole body was weak and weak, and his heart was as painful as a knife!

And this is not only because of the physical pain, but also the mental pain.

Xia He really didn't expect that the woman he had always been in love with and was about to enter the marriage hall with him would betray him.

"Huh!"

Thinking of this, Xia He suddenly laughed bitterly in a low voice.

Is it really such a failure to be a human being?

Since the death of his father, who had always supported him, many subordinates began to distance himself from him, and some friends began to be indifferent to him, and now, even the beloved woman who has always respected him like a guest and treated him with great courtesy has thrown herself into the arms of the enemy, and even buried all her life with a glass of poisoned wine.

Why? What is all this?

Is it for the so-called position of the eldest son of the Xia family?

However, if you really want it, I will give it, and I have never been a rare position, but I only got it because I could not bear to disappoint my father.

We are all disciples of the Xia family, and we are all people of the same clan who are related by blood, why do you have to be so ruthless to me so ruthlessly, and you are bound to kill them all?

And I think at the beginning, how many times did I miss the love of my compatriots and let you go?

"Father!"

Xia He's mind conjured up the tall figure of a middle-aged man, who muttered in a low voice, chuckled bitterly, and a crystal teardrop dripped from the corner of his eye.

Suddenly!

"Hey, Xia He, you fled all the way from Yanjing to here, I want to see where you are running now?" Dozens of powerful figures rushed from a distance, and then a few flashes came in front of Xia He, surrounding him.

The leader was a young man with a handsome face, and at this time, he looked at Xia He with a sneer on the corner of his mouth and said.

"Xia Wenxuan!"

Xia He looked at the handsome young man, a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes, he straightened up slightly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said lightly.

"Xia He, you say, how do you want to die now?" The handsome young man felt that the general situation had been decided, and his heart suddenly stabilized, standing there with his hands behind his back, staring at Xia He with a pair of narrow eyes, and said with a hint of cat and mouse banter in his mouth. (To be continued.) )