Da Da Da ......

Several pebbles tumbled down the cliff.

Mu Yan withdrew his right hand that stretched out of the cliff and slowly opened his eyes.

It's finally over......

He couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Don't look at the previous battle, he has been leading Mo Wuving's nose, in fact, he has been extremely careful with every step.

Starting from the chase battle at the foot of the mountain, the strength and speed that erupted from Mo Wudi's body, as well as the terrifying on-the-spot adaptability, all brought him a lot of pressure!

Almost as long as he is a little slower and the flaw is a little bigger, it is possible that he will be caught up by Mo Wushu on the spot!

But at that time, it was actually quite easy.

The most dangerous time in the whole battle was when he stopped to mislead Mo Wuving!

At that time, considering Mo Wuving's strong fighting instincts, in order to paralyze him, the trap was set in that place, and Mu Yan had to stop and risk himself.

Although this was also one of the plans he had rehearsed before, this plan at that time did not raise Mo Wuyi's own combat power to such an extent, so that the traps around him were not as strong as they were later.

If Mo Wushu chose to rush up and fight hard regardless of it at that time, at most a slight injury would be able to entangle Mu Yan down!

Fortunately, Mo Wudi finally chose to follow his feelings!

This also led to him being played with by Mu Yan all the time, and finally jumped off the cliff by himself!

Retreating into the woods, Mu Yan relied on his memory to walk to the previous trap area.

The black crystal that hit Mo Wuyi's forehead at the end was actually a gadget he had made recently, and the specific effect was a relatively weak vibration effect, as well as a two-hour marking effect.

Considering that there was really no weapon in his hand at that time, but Mo Wushu was still hanging in the air and did not fall, so he threw this gadget down.

Now it seems that this thing is still useful.

Mu Yan leaned tiredly under a camphor tree, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Bright light shone through the green leaves not far from him, illuminating the jagged spears on the ground

At this time, his mental power and magic power have been exhausted, and as long as a slightly stronger demon pops up around, he can easily be killed!

That's why he chose to rest in this place - the traps around him that haven't been triggered yet provide him with temporary security.

Chewing a cookie in his mouth, savoring the fragrant and creamy taste, Mu Yan rested quietly.

Streams of heat surged up from his body, soothing the exhaustion from his body over and over again.

He didn't choose to take advantage of the current time to seize the time to meditate to recover his magic and spiritual power, because meditation itself consumes a lot of energy and physical strength, and with Mu Yan's current state, forced meditation is likely to cause spiritual backlash.

He had to wait for his strength to recover a little more before meditating.

Leaning against the tree, Mu Yan began to think about the next arrangement.

"Continue to explore and strive to complete the task as soon as possible...... I'm going to go down the cliff and have a look, maybe Mo Wushu will leave me with something good......"

Thinking about it, at this moment, a special wave suddenly appeared in Mu Yan's spiritual power! Mu Yan's eyes widened suddenly!

He actually felt that the mark on Mo Wuyi's body began to move!

That guy isn't dead yet?!

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Mu Yan stood up and wanted to walk back, but after thinking for a while, he slowly sat down.

There are clouds and mist on the cliff that can't see the bottom of the cliff at all, but there are a few spells that can be seen by him, but now that his mental power and magic power have bottomed out, he can't cast any magic at all!

It's also very impractical to go down to investigate, not to mention whether the other party will wait for him to catch up, even if he does, with his current strength, he can't cope with all kinds of unexpected situations that may arise.

With his current situation, the only thing he can do is to stand still!

He began to wonder what was going on under the cliff.

Was Mo Wudi, who had fallen off the cliff, discovered by the disciples who were investigating nearby? Or was Mo Wushu hindered by something during the final fall that prevented him from being stoned to death on the spot? Or is there some monster around that is hunting and dragging him back to his lair as food?

One conjecture after another crossed his mind, but they were all denied one by one with the imprint that was getting farther and farther away in his mind!

Judging from the direction of movement, it is obviously impossible for a disciple to discover Mo Wuving, and it is impossible for Mo Wuvine to move by himself, of course, it is not ruled out that this idiot may recognize the wrong direction, but even if this is the case, he is so seriously injured, it is impossible for him to keep moving like now!

And judging from the distance traveled, it is impossible for a nearby youkai to hunt, after all, no youkai will go so far to hunt!

Could it be that a passing youkai picked him up? Mu Yan had another idea.

But if it's a youkai, how can he help him heal? You must know that only if Mo Wushu survives, the mark on his body will keep fluctuating!

What exactly is this......

Mu Yan's face gradually became tangled.

Time passed little by little.

During this time, Mu Yan didn't leave, didn't meditate, and didn't even eat delicious pastries!

His attention had been focused on that imprint in his mental power!

And this mark is still moving! It's still moving away!

Farther and farther away, farther and farther away......

As the distance increased, Mu Yan now had to maintain a high concentration at all times in order to perceive it!

But it's still far away, and there is no thought of stopping at all!

Finally, two hours passed, and Mu Yan opened his eyes, with a strange look in his eyes.

He took the map out of the pocket where the Crack Stretching Charm was in place, carefully tipped the lines in his mind, fingers running over the scroll, and then fell into deep thought.

What's going on here? After a moment, he finally couldn't help but whisper.

On the map, the route that Mu Yan crossed with his finger formed a standard ninety-degree angle to the direction they were exploring now!

- Two completely different directions!

Mu Yan stared at the blank space on the map, his face kept changing, and his eyes became deeper and deeper......

……

When night fell, Mu Yan returned to the foot of the mountain, and at this time his face was as calm as day, making it impossible to see what was happening.

One of the disciples of Duimen had been gathering at the foot of the mountain and waiting for a long time, and as early as when it was dark, they left the mountain peak according to Mu Yan's instructions, and when they saw Mu Yan coming, they began to camp one by one.

Mu Yan didn't say anything, walked around the camp, and laid four magic spells around him: the Silent Spell, the Silent Spell, the Monitoring Flat Ground, and the Odor Elimination, before walking to the middle and lighting the bonfire that had been extinguished yesterday.

"Let's get started!" After the disciples finished their busy work and sat down beside him one by one, he slowly spoke.

Looking left and right, the purple-clothed eldest sister took out the map and began to report the situation first.

Mu Yan listened carefully to their exploration during the day, and marked the fixed nests in this area with red dots one by one according to everyone's descriptions, and then added the topographic maps within the range of the distant eye one by one.

After a moment, he stopped, and the twenty charcoal pens floating beside him also stopped with his movements.

"That's it!" He waved his hand slightly, and the twenty leather scrolls flew back to his master one by one.

A group of disciples took the leather scroll and were amazed, and they all ran around with the map in their hands to compare with others, and from time to time there was a loud laugh, and they had a lot of fun.

Mu Yanpan sat on the big rock in the daytime and watched them quietly, the firelight jumping on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Soon after, the camp fell silent, the fire was not as bright as before, and there was a soft snoring sound from several military tents in a circle, and the two disciples of the vigil patrolled back and forth around the camp, adding fire to the fire from time to time.

The night breeze blew gently.

No one noticed that the shadow of the military tent on the far side suddenly twisted......

……

It was also night, and there were still sporadic fires moving in Luo's Village.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Over there, over there! ”

"A few people go inside, and the others follow me......"

"Quick! This is it, search for me! ”

"The owner's mansion arrests people, and everyone stays where they are! Don't be reckless! ”

…

The cries continued along the main road of Locke's Village into the surrounding alleys, and the sound of pots and pans falling to the ground and screams were heard in the darkness, which was particularly clear in the silent night.

The sound of the Locke's Guards rang and flickered through the streets, and the sound of running and the glow of flickering torches disturbed the calm of the night.

The dim candlelight was lit along the street, and the sparkling light quickly spread through the night.

…

"Captain Lee! Captain Lee! ”

A group of convoys passed through the alleyway, and suddenly a chubby head stuck out of the crack in the door next to it, whispering to the torch-carrying figure at the head.

The man at the head stopped, gave a few orders to the team behind them, told them to move on, and then walked to this side alone.

"Yo! Isn't this the owner of the house? Long time no see! The captain, surnamed Li, came over with a torch and asked with a smile, "Why don't you sleep so late?" ”

The shopkeeper pushed the crack in the door a little wider, and then squeezed out the whole chubby body.

"Captain Li, aren't you joking? You guys are making such a big noise so late, how many people in this Locke's Village can sleep? He said with a smile on his face.

Captain Li approached and glanced at the East Shopkeeper, raised his head and looked at the "East Visitor" above the gate by the firelight, and then slowly moved his gaze to the exquisite carving next to him, and smashed his mouth.

"The owner of the village said that people who don't have ghosts in their hearts naturally sleep soundly, and only those who have ghosts in their hearts can't sleep. Captain Li flicked the long knife on his waist lightly and said with a smile.

"No, no, no, no......" The shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hand, "Captain Li, don't scare me, I'm just an honest businessman, and I won't do anything bad!" ”

Looking at the actions of the East Shopkeeper, Captain Li shook his head: "I said the East Shopkeeper, you should also practice your guts, why are you scared like this by me every time!" ”

As he spoke, he took out a stack of rice paper from his arms, looked around and whispered:

"Hey, just these few people, you help me find it these days, and if you find it, tell me quietly, there is a reward from above!"

"Oh? Isn't there another prisoner who escaped? ”

The shopkeeper took the rice paper, and by the light of the fire, Rahman's head came into his eyes.