"Alas, this kid still escaped. Zhang Huajun sat down on a hill with some dejection. This is the third day of their search, and there is still no clue, and the hope of finding Qiao Yun is very slim. Originally, they also pointed to being able to get some inheritance through the ancient tomb, and then advance to the core members of the family, but now it is all empty talk.

Zhang Qianhai was also extremely disappointed in his heart, but he didn't expect him to let Qiao Yun run away with a single negligence. But he didn't give up, for the inheritance of the ancient tomb this time, he spent a lot of effort, how could it be just like that, he said to Zhang Huajun on the side: "Let's go, wait for him at the place where he came in, I don't believe he won't come out, and when he comes out, it's not up to us to handle it." ”

After listening to Zhang Qianhai's words, Zhang Huajun's eyes also lit up. If Qiao Yun found the inheritance with the map, then it would fall into the hands of the two of them in the end, if Qiao Yun didn't find it, they would kill Qiao Yun and then take the map to find it. This Qiao Yun has simply become a helper to help the two of them find the ancient tomb, thinking of this, Zhang Huajun swept away his previous depression, laughed, and said: "It's still Brother Hai's idea, let's wait for him at the exit to see how he runs away again." ”

After the two of them made up their minds, they slowly walked in the direction they came from with the help of their memories and compasses. Although it took less than a day to chase Qiao Yun, when they went back, the two walked for four days before returning to the place where they fought with Qiao Yun, because the two of them had to constantly identify the direction along the way, otherwise they might get lost in this thick fog if they made a mistake.

Knowing that they were about to find an exit, both of them breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time secretly worried. It took so much effort for the two of them to get out, so Qiao Yun didn't know if he could find it, if he couldn't find it, it would be broken. However, the two of them had no better way at this time, so they could only wait for Qiao Yun at the exit.

"Did you come out so soon?did you find the ancient tomb?" a cold voice came abruptly, making the two of them who had just breathed a sigh of relief can't help but shiver. I saw a masked man dressed in black standing in the mist, quietly looking at Zhang Qianhai and Zhang Huajun.

Soon Zhang Qianhai calmed down, and asked coldly: "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be a ghost here?"

The masked man snorted coldly, did not answer, but grabbed Zhang Qianhai directly. Zhang Qianhai also snorted coldly, he didn't expect that someone would dare to despise him so much, how could a martial artist in the middle of the Yellow Rank reach out and grab it. But before Zhang Qianhai could react, cold sweat ran down his back, because he found that he had been lifted up by the masked man, and the hand that was holding the back of his neck was getting tighter and tighter. At this time, Zhang Qianhai was already so frightened that his legs were weak, and he shouted repeatedly: "Seniors spare their lives, seniors spare their lives." I am a disciple of the Zhang family, and my predecessors are merciful. But the masked man seemed to have never heard of it, his right hand like iron pincers was clasped tighter and tighter, and with a rattle, Zhang Qianhai's neck was pinched and broken, and even his two eyeballs bulged out, and there was still blood hanging from the corners of his mouth.

The masked man was like pinching an ant to death, and his emotions did not fluctuate in the slightest. Throwing Zhang Qianhai in his hand at his feet, the masked man looked at Zhang Huajun coldly and asked, "Have you found the ancient tomb?"

A person who can easily pinch Zhang Qianhai to death is obviously already a Xuan-level martial artist, and he is also a Xuan-level martial artist who is not low-level, this kind of person is the pinnacle of existence in the family, but he didn't expect to appear in such a place. Zhang Huajun said tremblingly: "Senior, we didn't find the ancient tomb. ”

"Why did you come out so quickly if you didn't find the ancient tomb?" the old man frowned, his voice a little displeased.

"Back to the predecessors, the place ...... The map was snatched by a guy and we lost him, so we wanted to wait here for him to come out. Zhang Huajun said cautiously. He tried to keep himself calm, but he couldn't calm down in the face of a warrior who was too much taller than him, and his life was in the hands of the masked man, which was very uncomfortable.

"What are you talking about!" When the old man heard that the map had been snatched away, he immediately became furious and slammed his fist into Zhang Huajun's chest. "You two waste, you can't even keep the map, let me die!"

Under the anger of the old man, the fist wind sizzled, and it swept through the mist and came to Zhang Huajun's chest. And at this moment, the wind brought by the fist wind blew a small horn on the masked man's masked black scarf, revealing a faint bruise.

"You're Yu ......" But before he could finish speaking, a fist had already pierced his chest, and it was only with a half-bang that blood mist gushed out. Zhang Huajun's eyes gradually dimmed, but at this moment, he understood everything he didn't understand before. He finally knew why someone would come to tell him that there were ancient tomb remnants for sale at the auction, and why the Wanming Mountain Range would be said that no one knew, all of this was carefully planned by others, and he became a pawn used by others. Although he and Zhang Qianhai are not as valued as the core members of the family, they live a much more nourishing life than ordinary people, but it is because of the greed of the two of them that they have led to their current fate, but he understood these too late. Many times I do it but don't understand it, and when I understand it, I can't change it.

The masked man withdrew his fist and threw Zhang Huajun's body aside. At the moment, he also regretted that he relied on his cultivation to be profound, and he didn't follow Zhang Qianhai and the others all the time, resulting in the loss of the map now, and he didn't even know who the person who snatched the map was. The masked man was depressed, briefly checked the belongings of Zhang Qianhai and Zhang Huajun, and after finding that there was nothing useful, he sat down cross-legged. Since Zhang Huajun said that he didn't catch up with the person who grabbed the map, it means that that person will definitely come out from here, so the masked man is not in a hurry, and begins to practice quietly and wait.

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Clouds of thick fog surrounded Qiao Yun's place, and from time to time there were one or two more dazzling white rays flashing in the thick white fog mystery. Qiao Yun lay quietly in the thick fog, still without the slightest sign of consciousness, he had been lying here for five whole days, if he wasn't still subconsciously using the mental mantra to heal his wounds, he might have died at this time. Fortunately, the injuries are constantly improving under the operation of the mental mantra, those broken meridians are automatically recovering, and the broken bones of the right fist are also restored. And the most incredible thing is that the white mist that originally filled the air seemed to be absorbed by Qiao Yun, and densely wrapped Qiao Yun, like a huge white silkworm cocoon. It was as if the substance of mist had soaked into Qiao Yun's body, and after a while, there would be a layer of whiter mist benefiting from Qiao Yun's body surface, and it would continue to circulate like this.

"It's interesting, not only did he enter the hidden formation arranged by the master, but he was also a cultivator of the hidden mist spiritual root. It seems that this is the person of the owner's mouth. A voice muttered to itself beside Qiao Yun. If someone was here, they would definitely be surprised who made the sound, because there was no one beside Qiao Yun at this moment, only an old turtle and an old god lying on the ground on a boulder.

It seems that this sentence made Qiao Yun feel it, or Qiao Yun's injuries had healed, Qiao Yun absorbed and spit out the mist faster and faster, and when the last dazzling white light flashed, Qiao Yun jumped up from the ground. The malaise and pain from the previous injury had long since dissipated, and Qiao Yun felt that his body had recovered as before, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Wake up. The same voice from before rang out abruptly.

Qiao Yun was immediately shocked to realize that he had just felt that he was woken up by some sound, and at this moment, he heard someone talking again, and immediately looked for the source of the sound. But when Qiao Yun looked around, and even checked it with his divine sense, there was a little chill behind him. There is no one in this person, how can there be a voice?

"Come with me when you wake up. ”

This time, Qiao Yun looked at the old turtle who slowly stood up from the stone, looked and looked at it incredulously, and then asked uncertainly, "Are you talking to me?"

The old turtle said with some displeasure: "Nonsense, is there anyone else here besides me?"

Qiao Yun sweated profusely in his heart, are you also a human being? However, when he found something to speak, Qiao Yun's horror had disappeared, replaced by intense curiosity. "How can you speak?" Qiao Yun asked in a very small voice.

The old turtle rolled his eyes at Qiao Yun, and said angrily: "You are also a cultivator, don't you even know the divine beast? ”

The shock that the old turtle brought to Qiao Yun was no less than that of the old turtle when he opened his mouth, the old turtle could actually see that he was a cultivator?

Putting aside the doubts in his heart for a while, Qiao Yun spoke: "By the way, you just said that you wanted to take me away, where to take me?" Well, do you know that there is an ancient tomb here, you see this is the map." With that, Qiao Yun unfolded the map he had snatched and placed it in front of the old turtle.

"Ancient Tomb, when did my Fog Hidden Castle become an ancient tomb?!" the old turtle asked as he glared at Qiao Yun.

"Fog Hidden Castle??What is that?" Qiao Yun's mind was full of fog, and he didn't know how the ancient tomb had turned into what Fog Hidden Castle had turned into in the mouth of the old turtle.

Seeing that Qiao Yun really didn't know about the Fog Hidden Castle, the old turtle didn't hide it, and said directly: "The place I want to take you to is the Fog Hidden Castle, which is the place drawn on the map." This map was drawn by my master before the immortal left, but I don't know how it was broken. The owner left this map in order to find someone who was destined, and wanted to leave some of his thoughts and items to him. At the end, the old turtle's tone was a little low, obviously sad about the death of his master.