The changes were small at first, just a few leaves, but slowly turned into a few trees, then the courtyard, and by the time even the courtyard had changed strangely, it was already a little late.

Jiang Futing was shocked at what happened, his steps were subconsciously paused, and the aura behind him was still following him persistently, but he didn't have the confidence and toughness he had at the beginning.

Instead, it became a little scattered, as if it couldn't find its roots.

What's going on?

Jiang Futing slowed down, he had no intention of taking care of the people behind him, he picked up a few stones, injected a little breath, threw them around, and then vigilantly hid his figure behind a nearby rockery.

Sure enough, without even a moment, the sunshine qi like a rain of bullets and bullets was so disordered that it turned into a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, fluttering everywhere.

Jiang Futing could even feel the anger and irritability coming from that power.

It wasn't until Jiang Li's flamboyant aura completely disappeared that he walked out from behind the rockery without hurry, and looked at the environment here with a solemn face.

This place looks the same as the Zhao Mansion, no, it should be said, it is the Zhao Mansion.

But his intuition in some aspects is itself much sharper than ordinary people.

At least for now, Jiang Li didn't find out.

He crouched down again, picked up the stone from the ground again, and squeezed it hard.

Then, his eyes widened in disbelief at the stone, and he understood where the disobedience was.

The touch is gone!

This tactile sensation encompasses any sense of the touch, in addition to the basic sense of touch, but also the sense of taste, as well as ······ He looked up again, looking at the surroundings with some shock.

Even the fruity fragrance that lingered in Zhao's mansion from time to time could not be smelled.

It's as if all the senses that act on people are completely deprived, except for the five senses and the basic powers of action.

All that's left is his shell-like soul.

Jiang Futing didn't know for a moment whether there was something wrong with his soul or something wrong with this place.

He subconsciously mobilized the power in his body.

And then ······ There was a scattered turbidity in the air, and there was nothing left of the cultivation that had disappeared.

No wonder Jiang Li's breath was so disordered just now, he thought it was disturbed by some magnetic field, it seems that he encountered this problem.

Wait a minute!

They suddenly realized another problem, judging from the familiarity of Jiang Li and Zhao Cheng, no matter what was set up in this mansion, Jiang Li should be quite clear.

If it was a formation they set up, when they saw themselves breaking in, they should directly catch turtles in an urn for themselves, why should they follow themselves and risk their lives.

And judging from Jiang Li's performance, he doesn't seem to know that there is a problem in this vicinity......

But thinking about it in the direction of luck, in case Jiang Li was carried away by anger, and he didn't react for a while.

No matter what, as long as you find a way to break the formation······

Well, as long as you find a way to break the formation.

Jiang Futing pinched his eyebrows with a headache, not only to find a way to break the formation, but also to find a way to avoid colliding with Jiang Li by chance.

He rested for a while, forced to accept his situation, and began to analyze the existing situation.

As to whether Jiang Li knew this formation, it remains to be considered.

And this formation is obviously different from ordinary formations, he has never heard of it, there is actually the power of the formation that can suppress the cultivation of cultivators, and not only that, but it can also strip away the basic perception.

He didn't even have to think about it very deliberately, just from the amount of knowledge he had about related matters, he could conclude that the current matter was far beyond the outline.

It is impossible to force it out by force alone, and it is also impossible to rely on IQ.

So here's the problem

, how is he going to get out.

Jiang Futing stood in place and thought about it, only one clumsy idea was feasible, and he returned the same way.

At this time, he is not in a hurry, people's thinking is sometimes very magical, and he is not afraid to wear shoes with bare feet.

Anyway, it's far beyond his ability, so it's better to settle down and adapt to it first.

If he acted rashly and was chased and killed as he did when he entered the city, he would not be able to protect himself, and the trouble would be really big.

What's more, he is not the only one in this place now, and Jiang Li is backing him up, Jiang Li just doesn't react well, this will suppress his cultivation, and it is almost time to relax.

Jiang Futing walked Dada to the main road, avoided the stone carvings on the side, and then picked a good location, good scenery, and clean stones, and patted the ashes with his hands again, and simply sat down, waiting for Jiang Li to turn back on the original road.

Time passed minute by minute, less than ten minutes or so, Jiang Li really lived up to his expectations and arrived as scheduled.

When Jiang Futing saw his shadow from a distance, he immediately threw away the weeds in his hand and hid his figure tightly in advance.

The steps from a distance kicked and stomped, like smashing walnuts, and with an unwilling anger, they stomped on the ground with sonorous force.

The speed of the voice increased quickly, and it didn't take long for it to be close behind him.

Jiang Futing leaned against the stone wall, his back was so straight that he almost stuck to the stone.

He didn't dare to move at will, and when the footsteps were far away again, he turned his head sideways, stared at Jiang Li's back, and observed his every move.

After Jiang Li walked away, he moved forward a little.

With each step forward, his heart sank.

It wasn't until he followed all the way, and even when he was almost to Zhao Cheng's courtyard, that his heart seemed to have fallen into the Dead Sea, not to mention the waves, and there was not even a splash of water.

Nothing unusual happened, and that's the most terrible thing.

And if he broke into the formation by mistake, then this formation is also too big, so big that it is a bit exaggerated.

What's even more strange is that he still hasn't figured out what kind of coercion this formation has on him, is it just to deprive himself of his cultivation?

At this moment, Jiang Li, who had already entered the courtyard, was shocked.

Jiang Li was still a little stunned when he came out of the courtyard, obviously not very accepting what was going on? Especially when he finally got through the past two years.

As a result, I don't even know what happened now, and I go back to the pre-liberation period.

It's like a person who dies suddenly, and doesn't even know the cause of his death or when he died.

Leaving only unclear thoughts, I only knew that I was dead before closing my eyes.

He was a little dazed and stunned when he stood at the gate of the courtyard, his heart was full of mixed feelings, some were angry, some were sad, and all kinds of complex emotions were rubbed together, but they condensed into a black hole that swallowed everything, making him feel empty.

In the end, only reluctance and resentment remained.

But the accident has only just begun, and it is too late, as long as the cause is investigated, everything is in time!

The uneasiness on Jiang Li's face was fleeting, and soon he regained his previous composure.

In this case, self-chaos is the wrong decision to push oneself to destruction.

He gritted his teeth and calmed down, and his eyes, hidden under the lenses, returned to their blandness.

Jiang Futing silently watched him stand in place for a while, and then walked in the direction of the return journey as if he had made a decision, and immediately re-covered his figure.

Jiang Li's steps were heavy and slow, and he took two steps and sometimes stopped twice, he should have thought of some idea, but he felt that it was inappropriate, and then continued to walk forward.

Jiang Futing was in his back of stop-and-go, very quickly

One more answer was confirmed.

Jiang Li really didn't know anything about this formation.

That means that the things here are not what he and Zhao regretted doing.

So what's going on with them right now?

The current situation is quite chaotic, and there must be no third person.

When people are only in an unknown place, the first best option to do is to huddle together to keep warm, exchange known information with each other, and then work together to break it.

But according to the relationship between the two of them now, of course, it is impossible.

Therefore, Jiang Futing planned to lose his so-called face and continue to quietly follow behind Jiang Li to unilaterally report to the group for warmth.

In this way, if Jiang Li makes any new discoveries, he can also get the news as soon as possible.

If something goes wrong, he should clear the mine for himself, and he will be able to avoid it when the time comes.

Although this method is really not very glorious······ But after all, people are selfish, not to mention that the enemy who is leading the way at this moment is always wanting to demand his life.

After Jiang Futing made a plan that could not be considered a plan, he pondered by himself while pulling weeds on the side of the road, while paying attention to Jiang Li's movements.

Another ten minutes passed, and before he could come up with a plan to go out, the weeds on the side of the road were about to be bald by him, and it was thanks to Jiang Li that the more he thought about it, the more serious he became, and he even had no energy to pay attention to what was happening on the side.

It had only been less than half an hour since he entered this place, but he seemed to have been sleepless for a day and a night.

This feeling of exhaustion comes unexpectedly, and even makes people overwhelmed, as if a tall building suddenly collapsed and directly pressed on you.

Even Jiang Futing, who didn't bother much in the back, felt this sense of exhaustion.

I don't know if it's Jiang Futing's illusion, he always feels that the speed of time in this place seems to be speeding up.

The underworld should be day and night, and when he looks up, it will always be dark and chaotic, but I don't know if it's because of his illusion, he feels that it has become darker.

The surroundings became darker under the original drowsiness, not black in the sense of the naked eye, as if there were more dark breaths and substances, which penetrated into the air little by little, making him feel indescribably cold.

Jiang Futing's footsteps suddenly paused, and he found something even stranger.

That's right, he felt the cold, and he felt the cold in the form of a soul.

He subconsciously rubbed his arms, but this coldness was like a bone appendage, seeping into your soul and invading your sea of qi.

At the same time, he suddenly found that the weeds he had been playing with in his hand came from an inexplicable change.

He immediately lowered his head, and the grass that was originally clear suddenly became illusory at a moment, and it seemed to disappear at any time, but as he raised his feet and continued to walk forward, the grass in his hand solidified again.

He suddenly recalled that in that village a year ago, in order to control the village, the Immortal Sect not only engaged in feudal superstition, but even did not hesitate to set up a large array to create illusions.

At that time, because the illusion was supported by the power of the artifact, even Bai Tang was confused.

The cold breeze came gently, like a cold hand, slowly blowing through this place, and the tips of the grass swayed twice in the wind, and then stood still in Jiang Futing's hands.

This scene is indeed somewhat similar to the original scene, but it is not the same.

The most special thing is the senses that have been stripped away.

And then there'······

Jiang Futing stared at the grass in his hand, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Since not long ago, the state of this grass has been somewhat unstable, but it is not so obvious, until now. Tracking Jiang Li didn't get any constructive results, and he didn't bother to follow him anymore.

He lifted his foot and stepped back suddenly.

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