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The big tree is facing a large slope at its back, about five meters long, and if he jumps down and falls, he can also escape at the first time if he really encounters any situation at night.

"Today is the first night, and it must have been a restless night. Some people will definitely take advantage of the fatigue of others at night to seize the opportunity to use various means of night vision. ”

With peace of mind, he sat down under the root of the tree. He didn't put away his sword, he put the spirit sword next to him, and if any enemy approached, he would react as soon as possible. It's a pity that there is no formation protection, otherwise he can hide in the formation with peace of mind, and he doesn't need to worry about others attacking and killing him late at night.

Although there are red fog flies that can detect distant distances, the eye vision range of red fog flies is still not large, and the world seen by red fog flies is not the same as the world seen by the naked eye, so it is not suitable for attacking, but it can slightly replace the visual distance.

And now it's only the first night, and Meng Fang doesn't plan to start the battle so early and consume his few means.

In the middle of the night.

The dark night, which had already been quiet, was like zero o'clock in the Chinese New Year's Eve, and when the bells and firecrackers roared, the whole world once again resounded with fierce noise.

Listening to the chaotic sounds, mixed with the sound of fierce fighting with weapons, and many wails of grief and pain, it felt like a dark purgatory.

"It seems that there are quite a few people who do it at night."

Meng Fang did not dare to slack off when he was vigilant, and the red mist fly hovered at a distance of thirty meters from his body, carefully searching any corner of the surrounding space, not letting go of a single flying insect, bird or beast.

However, his luck seemed to be good, and although the fighting at night was fierce, no one fled to him.

This also has a lot to do with Meng Fang's location, his location is close to the foot of the mountain, and most people think that the higher the rest at night, the safer it is, but at this time, it is often safer to do the opposite.

Therefore, when many monks are mostly hiding in the middle of the mountain and the ridge, the chance of collision is naturally greater than the open space under the mountain corner.

The sound of the fight continued until four or five o'clock in the morning.

Meng Fang yawned, his cultivation is not thick now, his spirit is still insufficient and overdrawn, and using his divine sense to control the flight of the red mist fly is very easy to consume his spirit. However, he didn't dare to sleep, this will reach the fatigue period of the human body, and if he really sleeps, he may wake up with a sword against his throat, or even wake up directly by the pain of the wound on his body.

"Lanting, I'll find you a room." Tang Chang said diligently.

Chu Lanting ignored him.

Li Ke yawned and said that he really couldn't hold on, and asked Tang Chang if he had a room, Tang Chang ignored him, Li Ke sighed helplessly and said that people are treated differently.

Xu Yue had already fallen asleep in Huang Meixiang's arms, and Huang Meixiang was relieved when she noticed that Bai Mengling in the arena had also found a place to hide and see that the situation around her was safe. Instead, he glanced at the old man beside him, and the old man yawned, then shook his head with a smile and walked away.

Huang Meixiang glanced at the background of the old man, although his eyes were a little suspicious, he didn't think much about it. Then he took his eyes back and looked at Meng Fang in the arena, Meng Fang always sat there very quietly, but he always maintained an attack posture, and anyone who approached, he would choose to run away at the first time.

Not an attack indeed.

Huang Mei Makeup dared to be sure that when someone approached Meng Fang, Meng Fang would not choose to attack at the first time. At least not now.

"This man's mind is really delicate and deep. Many people didn't notice that he was always a red mist fly that kept a distance of thirty paces from his body. In other words, the distance between the safe range of his side is at least thirty meters, which is enough time for him to react in any situation. ”

"But more importantly, his red mist flies. Even if the spirit insect itself is not strong, it is also a second-grade spirit beast, and in order to control it with thinking, it must be practiced in terms of spirit. He controlled the red mist flies for a day, and his cultivation in divine consciousness was not weak. ”

"Cultivating the spirit, cultivating strength, and cultivating the spirit."

Huang Meixiang suddenly took a long breath, and when he looked at Meng Fang again, his eyes changed a lot: "His courage is not something that ordinary people can imagine, and cultivating double power is already surpassing most ordinary people, cultivating three forces...... He was the first person I met. ”

"Could it be that there is really some powerful master behind him?"

Huang Meixiang glanced back at the old man again, and continued to think in his heart: "Although this old man looks ordinary, he feels extremely unusual. But it is almost impossible to say that Meng Fang worships an old man who practices Qi at the seventh layer, what a Qi cultivation seventh-layer cultivator can teach is really limited, with Meng Fang's cultivation and knowledge, as well as the extraordinary ability he has shown, it is obvious that Meng Fang is not an ordinary person. ”

When I look at Meng Fang again, the yellow eyebrows and makeup look even stranger.

The old man walked out of the crowd, out of the square, and kept walking towards the remote village and mountain in the distance. He hadn't gone far, though, before he stopped again, and glanced back at the Dragonsman Square, where only a cloud of light shimmered in the darkness.

"There's no need to be afraid, just take a look." The old man said quietly.

The darkness came out alone, as if out of a mirror. The figure of the person who came was painted in the dark, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he heard a strong voice, which was very powerful: "I'm not afraid of you." ”

"You haven't been transformed yet." The old man said with a smile.

The man in the darkness replied, "It's just a step away, I'm just waiting for a time." ”

"Dragon Troopers Centennial? There are still two years to go. Two years is not a short time, but don't wait too long, and wait until you are in the coffin. "Older people are not afraid of those around them.

"Humph! Even if you die, I can't die. The man in the dark replied in a heavy voice: "You were injured by the old demon of Qingtian in Dongying back then, and now it is difficult to recover to the peak, even if you have entered the Hua, but your time is shorter than mine, I think it should be you who is in a hurry to die." ”

"Xiao Tangzi, it's very rude for you to say this to your seniors." The old man was not angry.

The man in the dark sneered: "They are all hundreds of years old demons, and I don't remember my age for a long time." ”

"Anyway, I'm older than you." The old man laughed.

The man in the darkness said, "Who is that young man?" Your new disciple? The roots are good, but if you cultivate the three forces, you are really arrogant, worried that you don't live enough, and you want to go to the ghost fetus immediately, you are really harmful. ”

"He's not my disciple. Sort of a friend. "The elderly don't want to be too clear about the relationship with Meng Fang, although the fight between the little dolls is naturally not willing to participate at their level, but they can maintain a trace of unclear relationship, and they can always let Meng Fang get a little equal treatment.

"Since you're a friend, you can't even give a Tsukidan?" Said the man in the dark.

"It's very troublesome to practice a Tsukidan, even if it reaches our level, it's still difficult, you should know it yourself." Said the elderly.

"Before you die, don't you want to go to Dongying to destroy that old thief in Qingtian?" The man in the shadow said.

"I'm going alone? Looking for death? Back then, that old guy united with several old monsters in Dongying, although he killed two, but there are still several still alive, and I haven't lived enough. If I die, won't you be secretly comfortable? I stayed and lived, but I was looking forward to my Nalan Zhu'er. Zhu'er has been in retreat for decades and hasn't studied that exercise thoroughly, but it's really a long time. The old man laughed.

"Humph! How could Zhu'er like you, an old immortal? The man in the shadows rebuked.

The old man smiled and said nothing: "I think my brother was also a romantic figure who was fascinated by the whole world." Zhu'er is ten years older than you, so you have to call her sister. ”

The man in the dark shadow walked away, and what he hated most was that the old guy used his age to press him.

The old man laughed, but at the end of the laugh, his face turned grim again, his brows furrowed tightly, and he muttered, "That guy can overthrow the life technique." The little fortune calculation didn't work on him, I don't know ......"