Being able to take away a big living person, especially a big living person who is being taken care of, is just a slap in the face of Xue Chi, but a full display of the other party's means and strength.

Sure enough, Shui Jingyue also looked awe-inspiring: "Are there any casualties in the Hanging Tower?" ”

Xue Chi shook his head: "People just disappeared out of thin air, the inside of the dark room was shrouded by my divine sense, and only outside the cave was guarded, when I noticed the fluctuation of the Yuan Spirit, there was no one left." ”

"Let's go check it out." Feng Duwu also felt a little incredible, with the divine sense of Xuechi, even Xiahouyi would never take a living person away without alarming Xuechi at all. If this question is not understood, it will confuse their minds.

So a group of people, including Yuan Qian, went to the Hanging Tower together. It was not the first time Feng Duwu had come to the Hanging Tower, but it was the first time he knew that the bottom of the Hanging Tower was so deep, and the stairs in the stone wall were twisted and turned, and he walked for about an hour before he reached the bottom. The bottom is like a prison, there are many cells, at first almost every cell has a person, the more you go to the back, the more empty, turn a corner, come to a separate cell, the three sides of the room are naturally unpolished black stone walls, the stone wall is complete without even a hole the size of a pin's eye, the door is also tungsten iron door.

Feng Duwu stood in the cell, not feeling anything unusual, but moved the tip of his nose keenly: "Why is there a strange smell?" ”

Shui Jingyue and Xuechi sniffed carefully, but except for feeling the flow of air, they didn't ask at all, and both of them looked at Feng Duwu with some confusion.

"Didn't smell it?" Feng Duwu frowned, thought about it and smelled it again, it was still a light and shallow smell, a little spicy and pungent, "Absolutely." ”

Yuan Qian swept around carefully, and then thought for a long time before looking up at Feng Duwu: "What kind of smell did Niangniang smell?" ”

Feng Duwu awakened the soul, Yuan Qian's memory about some information about the goddess back then, it is said that the goddess's six senses are different from ordinary people's keenness, although she didn't smell it, but Yuan Qian believed in Feng Duwu.

"It's a little spicy, just like the taste of elm grass." Feng Duwu couldn't describe it, and immediately thought of something, "It's just that there is no stench of elm grass." ”

Yuan Qian pursed his lips after hearing this, and then condensed the Yuan Spirit with his fingertips, and quickly drew a rune seal in the void, stretched the rune seal, pushed it into the sky, and waited until the rune seal penetrated the stone wall above his head little by little. A beam of scarlet light spread out, hitting the ground in a circle.

Then, everyone looked in amazement as the blood-colored lines in the cell outlined the phantom, and time went backwards in the phantom, and they saw the blood-colored lines outlined in the corner of the cell, motionless, and finally disappeared silently, that is, in the blink of an eye, without warning, or even without any abnormal movement, it disappeared like this, and disappeared cleanly.

"Ancient Reflection Charm." Seeing this scene, Xuechi gasped, and looked at Yuan Qian's gaze more and more deeply, what this woman would know is really enough to surprise and amaze.

The so-called reflection talisman is not the meaning of the reflection of the real thing, but according to the residual breath of a person, that person has stayed in the place for a long time and flows back, to see what he has done in this place, this talisman is refined by a god monarch in ancient times, because his only close relative died in his retreat is unknown, everyone is afraid because of his great increase in strength, and they blame each other, and they can't find out the real murderer at all, so he refined the reflection talisman, and the moment when his loved one was killed will be reversed to find the real murderer.

"How can the torment be weird that disappears?" Feng Duwu didn't surprise Yuan Qian's ability, in fact, she was already mentally prepared for Yuan Qian's ability, but focused on the scene where Fang Cai Feng Shaoliu disappeared.

It was so neat that there was not even a trace of afterimage, as if it had been blown away by the wind, leaving not even a trace of ash.

"I thought about it." Suddenly, Feng Duwu's eyes lit up, and she looked at Shui Jingyue and Xuechi, "Jingyue, you and your brother and Miss Yuan go out, and I'll show you in a while." When the elder brother got out, he released his divine sense and enveloped the cell. ”

Since there was an obedient person who retreated, until he couldn't see the inside of the room, Xuechi released his divine sense, and at this time, the real Feng Duwu was already in her space, and there was only a shadow outside the space. Feeling the shrouded divine consciousness of Xuechi, Feng Duwu's mind moved, her shadow disappeared in the blink of an eye, Xuechi only felt a little Yuan Ling fluctuation, and quickly rushed in, there was still a little figure of Feng Duwu.

"Xiao Feng'er!" Xue Chi shouted.

Feng Duwu appeared: "Brother, is this the same as Feng Shaoliu's disappearance?" ”

"Yes, that's true, it's exactly the same as the Yuan Spirit fluctuation before Feng Shaoliu disappeared." Xue Chi nodded, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Feng Duwu explained: "I have cultivated a thousand-fold divine skill, and I can distinguish hundreds of shadows, each of which is exactly the same as the figure of my deity, and no one can distinguish between the shadow and the true body, except for myself. As he spoke, Feng Duwu divided a few more shadows, quickly moved his position, and then spoke: "Can you guess which one is my main body?" ”

There were a total of nine figures, including the main body, and the Yuan Spirit appeared in the palm of Xuechi's palm, sweeping them one by one, but it was exactly the same Yuan Spirit fluctuation, so he could only point to one at random. And Yuan Qian drew the tracker, but each one gave her the same information, so she could only think about it and point to one casually.

Only Shui Jingyue looked at the first gaze for a moment, and after walking the last one, Shui Jingyue reached out and grabbed the penultimate one, with a smile in her eyes: "Feng'er." ”

Several people were stunned in unison, and then all the shadows were retracted, and the main body was which one Shui Jingyue caught, Feng Duwu was surprised: "Jingyue, how did you find me?" ”

On cultivating as a snow pool is not lower than Shui Jingyue, and she has not heard that the dragon clan has an eye to the sky, and Shui Jingyue has not used any Yuan Ling and exercises to find her just now, and has always thought that no one can see through the thousand divine skills that have been recognized, Feng Duwu was a little annoyed, but more wanted to know Shui Jingyue's method, so it was better to have a defense.

Shui Jingyue smiled softly: "Feng'er, your thousand magic skills are impeccable, I am not looking for you with my eyes, but with my heart, no matter when and where, no matter what you become, no matter how many identical you are, I can recognize which one is my real wife at first sight in the crowd." ”

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