I can't be too careful in doing things for God. Kou Chu has been blessing these five psychic symbols. This is a God-given power. He is particularly sensitive to the hostility of living beings. Eight miles away, there is such a goal.

Who is it?

Kou Jun was confused. He and Li Shan had indeed been running around in the Northern Desert for the past year, but they were totally collecting treasure fragments and nothing else was involved. Two poor fellows who are connected to God have no value in robbery. They have, and there's no need to sneak up close to them eight miles away.

Bali, without two brushes, will never let go to this distance.

Coach calmed down and said a few more nonsense words to Li Shan, and this was the beginning, and the nerves of the two were already tense in the dark.

They were not far from Fengdu and were in a hurry all the way. However, half a day later, they had already entered the countryside of Fengdu and sent someone to drive over. They boarded the bus. During this time, their tails were tied behind their backs, and there seemed to be other reinforcements. It's no longer a personal issue.

On the bus, Li Songshan breathed a sigh of relief, saying that in terms of the changes in the machine, he must be on top of Kou Jun. The more he thought about it, the more wrong he became: "Was it yesterday... That business was going so well, and somebody framed us?"

Kou Jian snorted, and gradually became sure in his heart, the news here has reached the Lord, with his old man's attention, what are he afraid of?

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"They have to be people who have goals and support."

Shao Fu yawned, undoubtedly indicating his lazy attitude. He was the one who sold the treasure to Li Shan. His true identity is one of the three generations of disciples of Pan Huangzong, who is best at concealing forms and concealing arts. His practice is an invisible swordsmanship. He is also an outstanding talent cultivated by the sect.

In the past year, Pan Huangzong's life has never been easy. In the battle for the Yellow River Secret Mansion, the sect was not caught by the Ming Dynasty, but was it easy for others to deceive the Bajing Palace?

A letter of condemnation came down, and the foundation of the royal family of Shuangban City suddenly shrank. The two patriarchs, Song Qu and Pu Jie, lived a reclusive life. 89 out of 10 people don't know where they are. There are even rumors that these two were suppressed by Xin Tianjun somewhere. The activities of the disciples of the sect are greatly restricted. Now they are secretly out doing business, which is annoying.

On that day, he also took part in a riot outside the secret government of the Yellow River. According to the words of the Thorn Song, the aftermath is still there, and the Pandi family is in chaos. This is indeed a terrible and ineffective plan. It is no wonder that during this time, dozens of disciples have left the clan and switched to the name of each sect. Not so long ago, the management of the blood newspaper agency was looking for him. Shaw's heart was actually a little moved. At this time, he was sent to do things. In this case, his attitude is predictable.

He only hoped that he would take time out early to talk to the blood newspaper agency about the conditions: "Come with me again, get ready to start working!"

The attitude of the person who met him in Fengdu was more correct, so he could only say one sentence: "Let's wait for the meaning above?"

Shao Fuben didn't bother to pay attention. It can be seen that this man is a strange devil. He is definitely not from the Pan Huang Sect. He asked, "Brother, which one do you listen to?"

Ghost Xiu put on a blank look, Shao Fu waved his hand, no longer interested in talking.

Of course, he knew that there was a "king" behind Pan Huangzong, and he was a great man. However, for their disciples, the mystery and majesty of the so-called "king" were almost the same after the defeat, and Shao Father was not afraid.

The "king" never appeared, but sent a messenger, Zhao Ziyu, who is said to have died in the secret mansion of Huangquan. And the person in the north still seems to be in charge of a force, what kind of "ten directions" does it belong to, and now this ghost cultivation should be it.

Before these things happened, the sect would not let three generations of disciples like him get involved too much, but now, the situation is tense, the sect is weak and powerful, there are dozens of eyes staring at every movement, and there are fewer and fewer people available, so it is naturally difficult to take care of it.

But if we do, will it be more vulnerable?

It's a broken ship.

I can't help but lament that the lizard cart has slowed down and turned into a built-up area on the outskirts of the city. He and Oni Xiu also followed. As the population density grows and the disturbance increases, he needs to get closer. Soon they walked into the street. Gui Xiu is very competent and very familiar with the terrain. Shao Fuso determined the direction, and Gui Xiu chose the path. Progress is pretty good.

They stopped. “

Shao Fu reminded the ghost cultivator to pay attention to the distance, and his feet naturally slowed down. At this time, they came to a relatively remote place, and there were almost no people on the street. It was also at this time, in another alley, that a girl of five or six years old turned around, dressed in colorful clothes and with snow-white skin. She's lovely. Shao Fu glanced over there, and then saw a circle of colored lights go up.

The light quickly passed and the streets were empty. Shao Fu, Gui Xiu, and the little girl are all gone.

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Yu Ci opened his eyes. It was the first time in more than a year that he had taken such an action. The body seems to be covered in a thick film, putting stress on the body. He was a little stunned, and remembered that this was Wu Mengcicada's metamorphosis. His body was as sharp as ever. Like the Wumen cicada, several treasures that have been assimilated into the body also make him feel strange.

The light from the candles shines in a secluded room and is unchanged from a year ago. Under the effect of the dust removal array, there is not even a trace of dust, as if a year has been stagnant here.

Yu Ci will not be bothered by this hallucination. He inhaled slowly. In fact, he didn't get any polluted air from the outside. However, the Celestial Spirit seemed to have opened a mouth, and there was a steady stream of pure essence in it. This is the essence of connecting heaven and earth that he has accumulated over the past year. This is not useful for longevity, but it reconciles yin and yang, causing the whole body to move bones and joints, tendons to stretch and contract, hair rustle, and the whole body to undergo comprehensive and subtle changes.

It's his bones, muscles, and muscles that wake up from a year's slumber to adapt to new activities.

He then got out of the couch and condensed the water vapor and turned into a mirror that reflected the dark exterior. I really didn't see anything, Yu Ci simply took off the black cicada and poured the water mirror, revealing his naked body.

The skin is very pale, there is no color, even the blood vessels are difficult to see, the muscle lines are not as smooth as before, although there is no fat or anything, but there is no luster. If you look closely, all the pores are closed, and as a result, breathing through the nose and mouth stops completely.

His face is thin and his eyes are sunken, which makes the silhouette change. Now if he takes to the streets, I am afraid that he will meet acquaintances, and few will dare to recognize each other.

Yu Ci was not surprised at all. Changes in the body are made to minimize the loss of innate vitality. Now he is lying on the ground. If no one saw his eyes, 9 out of 10 people would think he was dead.

Yu Ci saw the blurred eyes in the water mirror, and he was also a little absent-minded at the moment: he couldn't see the boundary between the pupil and the white eye, which was mixed with a deep red, as if in a dark deep hole, blood was surging.

It is a pair of eyes that can make people dream, and it is the alienation activity of qi caused by coexistence with death in the past year.

Yu Ci took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and opened them for a long time. At this point, his eyes finally returned to their normal state. He just looked gray and black - no problem going out and meeting people.

Put on the black cicada again and return to the state of nine cigarettes. Soon, the stone door of the cave, which had been closed for more than a year, opened, and Yu Ci walked out of the door, his eyes staring at the artificial light source outside like stars.

Even after such a long time, he was no stranger to the famine in Fengdu and even in the entire north. He even knew where he was looking for Gu Zhi in the city.

After more than a year of idleness, Yu Ci felt like an old man, walking slowly in the empty inner circle, with the least consumption. All energetic things settle down, and his impact on the world around him is minimized.

This state is really uncomfortable, so he should get rid of it as soon as possible.

At this time, Xiao Wu's thoughts came through the connection between heaven and earth: "Oh, my stomach is upset......"

As the true primordial figure of the Five Mountains, Xiao Wu is also the master of the 25th Road Prohibition. Otherwise, how could he be so compatible with the secret government of the Yellow River? It's just that after the transformation, the "human" side has become clearer and clearer, and it is a little uncomfortable to just "swallow" two heel tips.

Yu Ci smiled, very envious. This little girl's vanity is really light. That's the difference in the field.

"If you don't feel well, throw them in the sky and I'll take care of it later. “

Xiao Wu let out an "oh" and breathed a sigh of relief. Yu Ci smiled again. In fact, he can guess something without asking. In Kitano, he was interested in fragments of the Daruma field. Speaking of which, isn't it the side of the Dawan Lich King?

Yu Ci interrupted his thoughts and looked up. Someone was in the way.

"You ......"

Yu Ci's voice also seemed a little ethereal, almost like a gossamer. What's even more embarrassing is that it was obviously a familiar face, but when he remembered the name, Yu Ci forgot about it. After a year struggling with the fate of death magic, he is a bit sluggish to react to some floating memories.

The woman in front of him looked at him with rather strange eyes. After a long time, she said, "You've finally made it through customs." Follow me. The palace master wants to see you. ”

The word "palace master" made Yu Ci excited for a while, and he suddenly remembered it. In front of him, he put on a somewhat proud posture as the head nurse: "Miss Ziqu... Hasn't the third palace master left yet?"

As far as Yu Ci knew, Zhan Shuicheng had left Fengcheng half a year ago. To be honest, he was surprised to see Ziqi today.

Zi Qu glanced at him: "The Third World Lord also left you something." ”