Jiang Bai sat in the clouds above the sky, looked down at the beings below, and muttered, "Did Yang Shuo also find something wrong...... No, it should be said that this is what Purple Eye told him, let him cooperate......"

"The only ones who really discovered some anomalies on their own were forces like Nantianguan...... No, I can't say that I found it, I can only say that I noticed something unusual......"

"Sure enough, except for the beginning, the IQ of those three guys has gradually decreased under my influence...... Plans are becoming less and less scrutinized......"

Shaking his head, Jiang Bai stood up, his figure flashed, and disappeared without a trace......

………………

As the days passed, the night—

In the south of the Yangtze River, somewhere, a Taoist priest carried a strange lamp, walked through a dark forest, waded through a silent canyon, and at the end of the canyon was a shallow, and in the long-leaved weeds there was a bamboo raft parked with a black shadow wearing a hat.

I heard a voice approaching, and the black shadow was hoarse, like a blunt object hitting a dead tree: "Ferry?" ”

Seeing the black shadow, although the Taoist priest was strange in his heart, he still nodded, and was about to agree, when he suddenly felt a burst of cold air attack, and the surroundings were a little colder.

Blinked, and looked again.

The black shadow in the long grass was gone, empty, except for a bamboo raft, tied to the broken pile by a thick blackened and moldy rope, which clattered against the supporting log of the small trestle on the shore with the current.

The voice was harsh in the silence.

The Taoist priest's heart tightened, his hands clenched unconsciously, and he stood by the long grass, when he suddenly felt someone pat him on the shoulder.

Naturally, he turned his head sideways, and there was nothing behind him.

For some reason, the light he was holding in his hand had weakened a lot.

The weak ones will be extinguished at any time.

The Taoist priest turned around again, but the bamboo raft behind the long grass was also gone, and the small trestle bridge was gone, leaving only the lake in the dark, and the stagnant water had no waves.

"Ferry?"

Suddenly, the strange voice sounded again.

The Taoist priest tried to discern the direction, but found that the sound was everywhere, took out the map from his bosom, and then determined the direction, and the place he was going was on the other side of the river.

By the faint light of the lantern in his hand, he could vaguely see a huge black shadow on the opposite bank, like a creeping monster and a mountain......

"How can the land pointed to by this map left by the Black Heaven Sect be so weird!" The Taoist priest couldn't help but swallow his saliva,

I thought to myself, "I knew I was here in the daytime......

"It's impossible to go back...... I can only break through hard! ”

After taking a deep breath, the Taoist priest decided to continue walking, and as he approached, there was an unusual sound on the surface of the water, as well as the click of broken bones.

The sound came from the reeds that resembled long grass.

The Taoist priest swallowed his saliva, turned his head slowly, turned his head sideways, and saw a woman in white lying on her stomach among the grass, a pair of miserable white and inhumane pupils staring straight at him, her long hair was like water grass, scattered, and the white clothes were the color of ashes.

As if feeling the gaze of the Taoist priest, the woman in white crawled out extremely stiffly, with a crisp cracking sound on her bones with every step she climbed, and the palm of her hand landed on the ground with the "snap and click" of the bamboo raft hitting the trestle before.

At this moment, dark clouds cover the moon, and the atmosphere is extremely terrifying.

The Taoist priest was so frightened that he trembled and did not move.

He is a Taoist priest, so he is skeptical of the existence of ghosts, but although he is a Taoist priest, he may still have opinions on martial arts, but for the category of 'ghosts', he doesn't know how to deal with them at all......

The woman in white approached at a constant speed while the Taoist priest was trembling with fright.

When the lights were on, the Taoist priest finally saw her appearance clearly, her mouth was torn and she was smiling, but her lips were flowing with color, which looked very strange.

At this moment, the woman in white looked up and smiled faintly.

Seeing this scene, the Taoist priest was stunned with fright.

The woman in white continued to crawl closer.

At this time, the Taoist priest suddenly moved, and his body flashed out like electricity, wanting to get rid of the entanglement of this female ghost......

However......

The next moment, in the weird laughter of the woman in white, the Taoist priest disappeared without a trace......

On the ground, only a copy of the Black Sky Sect's treasure map was left and drifted away with the wind......

At this moment, a figure appeared, reached out and grabbed the flying map, looking at the resentment wrapped around it, the figure smiled slightly and licked his lips......

Then, the figure looked at the river full of resentment, killing intent, and hatred, and smiled again: "Small snack~"

Then the figure lay down on the river's edge, and the sound of gurgling was heard.

With the sound, the river began to slowly descend.

Moreover, as time goes by, the water level falls faster and faster......

The water level dropped three inches

, and another half a foot down ...

One Foot ......

Two-foot ......

At this moment, there was a sudden movement in the distance, and a blood-red bamboo raft shot like electricity.

The ripples slashed, but the raft was empty, just the blood-red color on the raft, emitting a faint light, full of ominousness and horror.

When the raft approached the shore, it stopped at the boy's feet, as if he was afraid that he would continue to drink from the river, so he hurried here.

Jiang Bai looked at the bamboo raft carefully, and after a moment, his eyes narrowed......

This raft looks good, so it's not as good as ......

He tiptoed closer, and the raft didn't move.

When he reached the distance, Jiang Bai fell down, grabbed the bright red bamboo raft with both hands, and stuffed it into his mouth......

After eating, Jiang Bai continued to drink the river water thirsty......

As a result, the dead river is drying up at an unimaginable rate.

During this time, all kinds of strange vehicles and even "creatures" flew in the distance.

Without exception, all these things were stuffed into his mouth by Jiang Bai.

After a few moments, the eerie, eerie aura of the area dissipated......

The dark clouds in the sky that obscured the moon and the stars also dissipated......

And Jiang Bai touched his stomach, stood in the moonlight, and after chewing carelessly for a while, his figure flashed and disappeared......

………………

At the same time, on the other side -

In the southern Xinjiang region, an unnamed hill among the 100,000 mountains.

The mountains are pale, towering, overgrown with weeds, and there are no roads.

A middle-aged man walks up to a cliff with a strange boulder perched on top of a volleying rock mass.

The stone was like a black cloth that covered countless people, who were struggling, but all of a sudden, everything froze, and so it became stone.

Therefore, on the stone body, there are many protruding "heads".

In this regard, the middle-aged man was not surprised at all, because this stone was the prototype of the 'magic soldier' he created with secret methods......

Looking at this seeping stone, the middle-aged man seemed to see a lover, and his eyes were full of tenderness and said: "Only you are worthy of the identity of the leader of this Southern Xinjiang Alliance!" ”

"The day you are born, it will be the end of my Southern Frontier Alliance army!"

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