Feng Ning stepped back a long way, and was about to throw out the prepared charm in his hand.

"I don't know Yu Changshu, did you mention me, I'm your elder, don't do it casually." The man squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Ning.

"Really?" Feng Ning smiled softly, "But Master never mentioned you to me, are you Master's friend?" ”

"Friends? No. The man's eyes were dark, "He's a very important person to me, and I'm also a very important person to him." ”

"Important?" Feng Ning burst out laughing, and the wind rolled her robe up, matching her expression, "I don't think Master will take a pile of carrion seriously!" ”

"Who do you say is carrion?" The man raised his hand, his face covered with a fierce murderous aura.

"You!" Feng Ning jumped to the tree behind him and said lazily, "If I were you, I would have turned around and fled a long time ago, stayed here, and waited for death?" ”

The man's face was still so perfect, his body did not move in the slightest, but the black mist surged wildly behind him.

"Didn't Yu Changshu teach you to be polite to your elders?"

"No, Master said that in the cultivation realm, I don't have to be polite to anyone."

Feng Ning gently shook the broken sword, a smile appeared on his face, and he kept muttering in his heart, hurry up, hurry up

The classics say that this kind of monster has no substance, and although its power is strong, as long as it is excited, it will collapse on its own.

The surrounding environment was completely shrouded in black mist, and flowers, grass, and trees began to rot and turn black, dripping with pus like ink.

In the end, only the tree at Fengning's feet was still standing, and it looked very strong in the dim light.

Feng Ning leaned against the tree, gently clasped the hilt of the sword with his hand, and his whole body exuded spiritual power, and the light blue light was like the purest gem in the night sky.

"If I had known, I shouldn't have kept you a little longer." The man's face sank, "I forgot my name, my name is Yu Changyin"

"What about you, what's your name?" Yu Changyin jumped in front of Feng Ning, raising his eyebrows, his face was already as black as ink.

"Yu Changyin" Feng Ning lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, shaking his wrist slightly.

The wind blows away the fog, the sun shines down from the sky, and the surrounding trees slowly come back to life.

"I'm underestimating you." Yu Changyin's eyes also turned black, and he said coldly, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm not going to be stupid enough to sue you, my name." Feng Ning covered his mouth and winked mischievously.

"Really? Do you think that if I don't know your name, I can't do anything about you? Yu Changshu smiled weirdly, and the wind and snow condensed a layer of ice on his face.

A name is a mantra and a spirit of speech. You can't just tell someone about your name, if you lose your name, you may lose your whole person.

"Wait a minute." The smile on Feng Ning's face retracted, "What about the person who brought me here?" ”

"He" Yu Changyin gently put his hand on his head and elegantly ripped off a hair.

His eyes were fixed on Feng Ning, and he flicked his hair hard forward, and the hair suddenly turned into a figure.

"Skee." Feng Ning screamed softly in the bottom of his heart.

Yu Changyin looked at Feng Ning, who was pale, and smiled, "Who did you see?" Do you really want to forget, but you are reluctant to occupy the most important position in your heart? ”

Feng Ning's face gradually darkened.

"It's really a great illusion, since that's the case" Feng Ning held the Broken Mind Sword in his right hand, and the aura around the blade quickly rolled, forming a powerful air current, emitting a sword sound of "woo-woo-woo-woo".

"Annoyed?" Yu Changyin grinned, revealing white teeth, soft and terrifying.

"I understand your feelings, I also have such a person in my heart, I want to forget but can't forget, so I came to him." Yu Changyin's face was as strange as a ghost from hell.

Feng Ningqiang resisted the feeling of wanting to vomit in her heart, and the Broken Nian Sword flew out of her hand and stabbed at Yu Changyin's body, piercing his shoulder.

Yu Changyin flew out and slammed into the rocks, but he didn't make any sound, he stood up, his figure flashed, and suddenly he jumped to the feet of Feng Ning, grabbed the trunk of the tree, and threw it at the rock, and the huge trees collided with the rocks, flying countless branches and leaves and rubble.

"What kind of monster is this?" Feng Ning stood on the Broken Mind Sword, looking at Yu Changyin, the fear in his heart outweighed his surprise.

Yu Changshu, Yu Changyin, the name is only one word away, is he the master's brother?

The fog gathered again, obscuring the light, and the black robe of the Micho Yin glowed ghostly, "I just want to see him"

At noon, within the enchantment of the Lingshan Sect, the prophecy ended, and the pure snow, the brilliant sunshine, and the beautiful mood made people happy.

Chu Lan walked to the enchantment on the west side, his father had been looking for Feng Ning for so long, and he hadn't come back yet, and his intuition told him that something must have happened.

Chu Lan did not hesitate and followed Chu Tian's breath to catch up.

He didn't go far, Chu Lan stiffened and stopped, just now it was a warm and vibrant forest, but here it was shrouded in darkness, the strong smell of blood spread in the air, and the ground was covered with lumps of black liquid.

Chu Lan couldn't tell what these things were on the ground, there was a scream in front of him, and he followed the sound and walked over.

The vision gradually cleared, and the blood sprayed on the snow clotted into ice.

"Father?" Chu Lan's brows furrowed into a heap, "What about Feng Ning?" ”

"Do you know that you care about Feng Ning and don't worry about me?" Chu Tian turned around, and there was a faint sadness in his voice.

Chu Tian is undoubtedly much more mature than Chu Lan, even if he knows that Chu Lan has a problem in his heart, he rarely shows his expression on his face, but now he looks extremely worried.

The cold wind blew his hair open, revealing his bloodstained face, and his originally white face was now black, and his eyes were in boundless darkness.

"Are you alright?" Chu Lan couldn't help asking.

"I haven't found Feng Ning yet, go and call the ancestor." Chu Tian stared coldly ahead, "This time, there is an incredible monster here. ”

"I'm looking for Feng Ning here." Chu Lan drew out his spirit sword and showed his attitude.

"The communication charm can't be used, you have to go back to the ancestor." Chu Tian used his spiritual power to push Chu Lan away, "Go and come back quickly." ”

Chu Lan glanced back.

Under Chu Tian's calm demeanor, there was a faint worry, the wind blew a few strands of broken hair on his forehead, and the white robe had been dyed black.

Black blood dripped to the ground with a "click".

Chu Lan gritted his teeth and flew towards the peak of the Imperial Mountain.

"Silly boy." Chu Tian looked at Chu Lan's figure, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or to Chu Lan.