After Jiang Nanjun finished discussing the important matter with the Ghost District, he asked him to send him into the virtual realm, so that he could meet with the caracal annihilation and jointly deal with Nangong Xiang and the snow wolf, so as to prevent the wicked man from manipulating the snow wolf and continuing to destroy the Mangying Beacon Fire Camp. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After entering the country, Jiang Nanjun could no longer see the ghost area, but found himself standing in the fairy mound.

The fairy mound was empty, and there was nothing except for a dragon tooth mirror with a flickering cold light.

He was already afraid of the cold, coupled with his thin clothes, and was invaded by the cold in the ice room, and he couldn't help but shiver a few times.

He wanted to find a place to escape from the cold first, so he could get used to it, but he really had nowhere to hide, so he had to lift his feet and step into the dragon tooth mirror.

He was once forced into the dragon tooth mirror by Elder Nanfeng and used the Easy Bell Hammer to kill Shui Ling'er. At that time, there was chaos in the dragon tooth mirror, and the mist was still slightly poisonous, and people with poor skills couldn't withstand it at all.

This time, the fog is still the same, and the mood is very different from the last time. The purpose of his visit this time was to see Yufeng, the brother he missed day and night.

His heart was beating hard, his breathing became rapid, and he wondered uneasily if Feather Wind would really appear as promised. At this thought, his steps became indecisive, and he was a little afraid to move forward.

Thinking about being in a relationship with Yufeng for so long, he never broke his promise when he said good things, and this time it must be the same, he will definitely be able to meet him.

So he mustered up his courage, cleared the fog with his arms, and walked forward with his feet again. If Feather Wind is really waiting ahead, then the place must be the Vast Path!

Once his worries were put aside, he became impatient again, and his feet were like flying, and in a short time he had reached the vast path.

He had not suffered from being swept by the arrow path, how terrible the vast path was, and he had only heard Ling Xuanluo's description. However, it is said that after the appearance of the caracal, after his transformation, the vast path has disappeared, leaving only a heart path that will not go crazy.

He longed to see that path of his heart, because by following that path, he could go to the spiritual world of desolation.

When I stood on the edge of the vast path and looked forward, I really didn't see any white arrow paths crisscrossing again, but I didn't see a single arrow either.

He remembered that Ling Xuanluo had mentioned that there was a road sign here, and hurriedly turned around to look for the wooden pole. The wooden pole stood safely on the side of the road and was never moved.

Near the top of the pole, a thin, white wooden sign hangs, floating in the air like a white leaf, swinging around without wind.

Jiang Nanjun said to himself: "According to Xuanluo, there should be a word 'heart' written with fingers on the road sign, and wait for me to take a look." With that, he stood on tiptoe and leaned over.

He is a person who practices martial arts, and his eyesight is accurate, so it shouldn't be difficult to find a word on a sign so close. But looking at it, the sign was also smooth, and nothing was written at all, which made him feel strange.

"How is this possible? The road sign represents the road, if the words are not visible, the corresponding road will not appear, so how can I follow the path of Yu Feng's heart and find him?"

He looked away, searching everywhere in a daze, unable to decide whether to push forward without a way out, or stay here and wait.

was nervous, but a voice sounded behind him, echoing in his dreams almost every night, "Big brother, don't look for the word 'heart' again." My real body is dead, my heart has stopped beating, and my heart has naturally disappeared. ”

The heavenly voice, which said these words lightly, shook his shoulders and trembled like an electric shock.

"Brother Yufeng Xian......" He was calling in his mouth, but he didn't dare to look back, for fear that this voice would just come from his inner thoughts about that person. He was even more afraid that when he looked back, there would be no one behind him, and he could only rejoice in the end.

"Big brother, it's me!" another sound, so soft and soft, but so real.