Fang An looked at the new face in the bronze mirror and couldn't help but be amazed.

This kind of disguise is naturally inferior to Linglong's disguise with a mask. After all, the facial features are still the same facial features, and under closer inspection, you can still distinguish the outline of Fang An's original appearance, but at a cursory glance, it is as if he has changed into a different person.

At least the few guards under Yu Huai'an's hands who had only seen Fang An two or three times were impossible to recognize such Fang An.

At this time, Linglong took out two thick square pieces of wood from the wooden box and handed them to Fang Andao: "Put them in your shoes and step on them with your heels, you can change your height." Also, you have to wear some loose clothes to make your body features less obvious. ”

"Enough. Fang An took the piece of wood and nodded.

I have to say that in terms of assassination, disguise, and disguise, Linglong, the killer, is indeed at a professional level.

The simple disguise was completed, and Fang An waved his hand to take away the ghost that had been lurking in Linglong's body for ten days.

Without the restrictions of ghosts, Linglong finally felt the freedom she had not felt for a long time.

Of course, Linglong also understood that Fang An's strength was really much stronger than her, even if she didn't need a ghost, killing her might be a matter of a sword.

Therefore, Linglong didn't show any ecstatic look, just looked at Fang An quietly.

"I'm grateful for a lot of trouble these days, and I'm leaving today, and I'll have a date later. Fang An took out two jade bottles from his sleeve and put them on the round table in front of Linglong, then turned around and left, without any mud and water.

Linglong opened the jade bottles curiously, only to see that there were ten round pills in each bottle.

"It's ······ Three Pinna Elixir?" Linglong couldn't help but be taken aback after carefully distinguishing it. Although the Naling Pill is a commonly used elixir for spiritual masters to improve their cultivation, it is already very precious when it reaches the level of the third grade.

At least for Linglong, who is still in the middle of the Ethereal Spirit Realm, it is a big help.

Linglong didn't expect that when Fang An was leaving, he would actually leave behind such two bottles of pills, which was really generous.

With the assistance of these elixirs, Linglong can also retreat and cultivate with peace of mind, and enter the realm of real spirits as soon as possible, without having to risk her life to do these assassination tasks for the sake of cultivation resources.

Thinking of this, Linglong's face showed a slightly complicated look, Fang An could obviously leave directly, but he left these two bottles of pills, could it be that he had an intention for himself?

No way! This guy doesn't look like a good guy, but at least he's a decent man.

That day, Linglong fell into Fang An's hands, and she had already become the meat of the chopping board, in order to save her life, even if Fang An wanted to do something to her, Linglong could only compromise on it.

After all, a killer is a profession that walks in the dark world all day long, and although Linglong is still young, she has long been accustomed to seeing those dirty and pickled people and things.

When Fang An asked her to lead the way back to the room, Linglong had already been mentally prepared. It's just that what she didn't expect was that Fang An didn't take a fancy to her person, but her disguise technique and small breathing technique.

Thinking of her reaction at the time, Linglong's face couldn't help but show a trace of shame, and then she stomped her feet and ran out of the room, looking for Fang An's figure.

"Hey!"

Just as Fang An was about to step out of the courtyard gate, he was suddenly stopped by Linglong.

Fang An turned around, not knowing why.

I saw a white porcelain vase draw an arc in the air and fall in the direction of Fang An.

Fang An thought that Linglong was unwilling to accept the pill he sent and returned the pill, but when he took it, he found that this porcelain bottle was not the jade bottle containing the Sanpinna Spirit Pill that he had sent.

"Antidote. Linglong saw Fang An's questioning face, and immediately explained: "The poison is very strong, and it is basically impossible to bear it under the transcendental, be careful······"

Fang An nodded after putting away the porcelain vase, expressing his gratitude.

"Next time······ The next time I receive a mission to assassinate you, I will definitely not miss it again!" Linglong paused for a moment, then bit her lip and said.

Fang An smiled without saying a word, turned around and waved his hand.

Fang An's impression of Linglong was not too bad, even if Linglong came to assassinate him.

Maybe it's because of Linglong's age and appearance, maybe it's because the little breath trick and the disguise technique really solved Fang An's urgent need, or maybe it's because he faintly noticed that Linglong also had a not good childhood, which made Fang An willing to leave two bottles of Sanpinna Elixir.

Anyway, Fang An couldn't tell why he wanted to help Linglong, but he was very generous now, and more than thirty bottles of the Sanpinna Spirit Pill were enough for Fang An to make such an upstart gesture.

Leaving the small courtyard of Linglong, Fang An went straight to the market, bought the most ordinary fast horse, and then headed towards the east city gate.

The East City Gate was full of people, and Fang An quietly blended into the crowd, following the flow of people out of the city.

In a big city like Hongshan City, the number of people entering and leaving every day is simply not too many, not to mention that this city also has the famous red shirt wood furniture, and there are many caravans coming and going.

Therefore, the guards at the city gate seem to be strict, but in fact, they are only responsible for maintaining law and order and opening and closing the city gate, and do not check the pedestrians entering and exiting one by one.

Therefore, Fang An's departure from the city did not set off any waves.

At the city gate, Fang An also found the guards arranged by Yu Huai'an to keep an eye on here.

Ten days have passed, and the guards haven't even seen a shadow of Fang An, staring at the crowd here every day, their eyes are almost blind.

Although the guards only need to focus on the spirit masters who pass by, but a big city like Hongshan City is not a small place like Shengming County, and there are not a few spirit masters who come in and out every day, and after such a long time, the guards have not found any trace of Fang An, and they have already lost their patience.

And Fang An, who was disguised, swaggered past in front of the guard, and the guard didn't take a second look at it at all.

Fang An, who successfully got out of the city, finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Staying in Hongshan City always has a faint sense of crisis, if unfortunately Yu Huai'an finds it, I believe the end is not too good.

After leaving the city gate, Fang An went all the way out for hundreds of miles, and then stopped to rest, the main reason for resting was that the horses were a little tired.

This kind of ordinary fast horse has already consumed most of its physical strength after running for a hundred miles, and Fang An doesn't want the horse to continue running, otherwise it will be nonsense if the horse has no strength when it encounters any danger.

Although Red Mountain City is close to Frostleaf City, with the foot strength of such an ordinary fast horse, it will take three days to do so.

At this time, Fang An missed the black horse that Bai Xiaoyu gave him more and more, and he knew that he would not let Li Gu take it back to Frost Leaf City.

Of course, if you look at the straight-line distance on the map, the distance between the two cities is only 200 miles.

It's just that between the two cities, there is a corner of the Red Mountain Range, and Fang An is not ready to go over the mountain.

Even in the outermost mountains, there may be monsters in the depths.

Now the price of red shirt wood furniture is getting higher and higher, because the outermost red shirt wood in the Hongshan Mountain Range has been cut down. And if you want to go deep into the Red Mountain Range and continue to cut down the red shirt, the danger will be greatly increased.

Fang An let the horse rest on the side, found a clean rock by himself, folded his hands behind his head, and lay down in a comfortable position.

Thinking that he would be able to see Aunt Xue and Yuanyuan soon, Fang An's mood suddenly improved a lot.

Although they had only been separated for more than four months, in retrospect, Fang An had either been practicing penance or fighting in the past four months, and his heart was naturally a little tired.

Although a retreat of a spirit master can consume years or even decades, Fang An, who is only sixteen years old this year, is far from reaching this point in terms of cultivation and mentality.

Fang An would work hard to cultivate and fight, but that didn't mean he could ignore the exhaustion that arose.

Today's weather is very good, and Fang An, who is in the sun, can't help but squint his eyes.

Suddenly, a golden shadow blocked Fang An's vision, faintly resembling the shape of a flying bird.

A touch of gold entered Fang An's eyelids, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly came from the bottom of his heart.

Between the lightning and flint, Fang An followed the feeling in his heart and suddenly tilted his head.

He heard a soft "doo" in his ears, and a somewhat familiar golden feather grazed his temple and sank deep into the rock beneath him.

Fang An didn't have time to distinguish the enemy's tracks, his body bounced directly off the rocks and galloped towards the place where the horses were.

Whew!Whew!

There was a sudden sound above his head, Fang An glanced at it, this time it was no longer one, and countless golden feathers fell from the sky, covering the location of Fang An and the horses, and the range was so large that Fang An had no room to dodge at all.

Fang An didn't care about the horse, he smashed the ground with one foot, the long knife on his waist came out of the sheath, and the cold sword light burst out in Fang An's hand, and the wind swept down countless golden feathers in an instant.

The golden feather was about two fingers wide and no more than three inches long, and it shone with a metallic color all over its body, and it collided with Fang An's spirit weapon long knife with the sound of gold and iron clashing, and its strength and sharpness were far beyond what ordinary refined iron could compare.

After this wave of golden feathers, Fang An's tiger mouth cracked, and his forearm trembled, but the knife style in his hand did not stop, and the knife style with his figure ran backwards at great speed.

During this period, he heard a mournful roar from the horse behind him, and then there was no sound, Fang An didn't need to look to know that the fast horse that had just arrived had been pricked into a honeycomb by golden feathers.

Run, run, run!

Fang An didn't have time to think about it, now he only had this thought in his heart!

Because Fang An remembered it, the reason why the golden feather looked familiar was because Yu Ji had used such a move when he was attacking him.

Yu Ji was cut off by Fang An and was already crippled, and Yu Ji's attack definitely did not reach this level, so the identity of the person who shot at him was naturally self-evident.

Yu Huai'an!

The father of the step!

Fang An's goal of this academy mission!

According to the information provided by the academy, Yu Huai'an's cultivation is in the early stage of the real spirit realm, and the spirit is the golden feather eagle falcon!

This golden feather should be the talent of the golden feather falcon.

However, looking at the direction in which the golden feathers are shooting, it is obviously from the sky, which means that Yu Huai'an's golden feather eagle falcon spirit can be ridden in the air!

The worst situation in Fang An's imagination happened, Yu Huai'an was indeed a cultivator of the True Spirit Realm, and in the open suburbs, riding on the True Spirit Incarnation, was chasing and killing him!

One move after another was used in the drag knife style, Fang An barely touched the ground with his feet, and ran towards the mountain.

Fang An's goal at the moment was to go to the Red Mountain Range!

Yu Huai'an was in the air, and with Fang An's speed, he couldn't outrun the flying golden feather falcon, so he had to choose to go into the mountains and forests to earn a glimmer of life.