Everyone walked for about ten minutes, Feng Xue looked at the limited "scenery" around her, and finally came to the place where the crime occurred, that is, the place where she woke up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Everyone looked at the spot for a while, and the blood stains on the ground were still obvious, as if they had been preserved, Feng Xue frowned slightly when she saw this.

"What's wrong?" Mo Xuanyuan asked.

"Obviously, I've been away for so long, in this place where the demonic spirit is strong, blood generally doesn't stay for so long, it should have been diluted a long time ago." Feng Xue said, with a suspicious look on her face.

"This may be a normal situation, after all, there is a good chance that we are in each other's calculations." Jiang Lao said in a flat tone, as if he had seen through it a long time ago.

"Could it be that Jiang Lao has a countermeasure?!" The ghost girl asked with a look of adoration.

"Nope." Jiang Lao said with a natural face, and the ghost girl and the ghost girl on the side rolled their eyes in unison, which means that they are so calm without countermeasures.

Of course, this is just an inconspicuous episode, everyone looked up the surrounding situation in the same place, and wanted to find some flaws in it, at least to find a little clue, this time it was not in vain. After all, such a dangerous place is that only people with brains like to come often.

Feng Xue stood where she was, looking at the blood in the shape of droplets. Except for one place where there are more gatherings, the rest of the places are not too obvious gatherings. It was as if the scattered blood had been spurted out.

I don't know why, there are only a few drops of blood distributed on the ground, but Feng Xue can think of a circular pattern from this, as if "himself" once held a dagger and circled around something. And looking at the distribution of blood, the area of that thing is not small. If you count according to the shape of the kite......

Feng Xue thought, her eyes flashed slightly, she squatted down, looked at the distribution of the blood, and swept her eyes across the ground. Suddenly, she froze, and a step stepped into the place where her eyes were staring. In her sight, it was half a drop of blood that had been neatly divided.

The reason why it is said to be "neatly divided" is because the position of the midline of the blood is a neat straight line, and the other half of the blood is missing, as if someone deliberately cut it.

But who would be so bored as to deliberately deduct half a drop from the blood that has already dripped away?! If someone didn't do it deliberately, it was something that unconsciously produced this dividing line, and that thing, maybe a formation or something, could do it to such a level without leaving a trace, and that was the only one......

While everyone was aimlessly searching their surroundings, Feng Xue's brain had quickly sifted out the answers. She slowly got up and walked to the center of the "circle". After looking around, Feng Xue closed her eyes slightly, her brain searching for the books she had seen.

In the vast river of memory, a very small memory suddenly came out of Feng Xue's brain. Feng Xue in my memory was only six or seven years old, and the little Feng Xue sat alone in a room full of books and read the classics.

The room is very large, but it is not empty, because there are books written around, all kinds of books almost occupy the room, and the books are directly connected to the ceiling from the ground, and the little Feng Xue looks particularly delicate in such a room, like a small person in the country of giants.

At that time, Feng Xue didn't know where to dig out a worn-out book, the cover of the book had been rubbed by the years and the name was so hard that it couldn't be seen clearly, and the magic was that the content inside was unusually clear.

Feng Xue opened the book and read a lot of content, one of which was about the dark space technique, that is, a black spell that would swallow people into the illusory realm without leaving a trace, such a spell was generally forbidden to be learned, but because Feng Xue was still young at the time, he didn't know it.

When she finished reading the last spell, a hand suddenly snatched the book from her hand, and Feng Xue, who was robbed of the book, did not react much, but looked at the person indifferently.

"This shouldn't be a book you read, forget everything you've read, it's for your good." The man left this passage and burned the book in front of Feng Xue.

Even so, Feng Xue was still indifferent at that time, without any expression at all. The man thought that Feng Xue didn't read the contents in detail, so he didn't forcibly block her memory, but only persuaded and comforted her.

That person was Feng Xue's father, the Great Elder, and the Great Elder did not forcibly delete Feng Xue's memory at that time, so she had already memorized the spell and its technique clearly with a little recollection.

Suddenly opening her eyes, Feng Xue looked at her feet and frowned. When he saw the people who were still searching, he made up his mind and looked firmly.

She stood, silently reciting the incantation that had been excavated from the depths of her memory, and "trapped" herself in a circle under her feet.

When Feng Xue finished casting the spell, there was still the last urging, as long as the formation was activated, then he would be swallowed into the realm of illusion, although there was not enough evidence to show that Su Zheng was pulled into the illusion, but she wanted to block it.

I have to say that Feng Xue's jam is too big, maybe she herself knows that her bet is a bit big, so at the last moment, she left words to the people around her.

"Everyone." Feng Xue raised her voice and said to the surroundings.

Everyone looked in her direction when they heard the voice, and since they couldn't see the formation, they thought that Feng Xue had discovered something, and there was no look of doubt on everyone's faces.

"Did you find anything to seal the snow?" Mo Xuanyuan asked, making a gesture to approach her.

Although she would not be dragged by the formation if she was not within the prescribed range, Feng Xue still stopped Mo Xuanyuan's movements, she didn't want anyone to be swept into the illusion by herself.

"Everybody stands still." Feng Xue said, and everyone finally had a puzzled look on their faces.

"What's wrong?" The ghost girl asked puzzled.

"Did you step on the trap?!" The ghost girl said suspiciously, her gaze wandering at her feet.

"Neither." Feng Xue said, three black lines obviously fell on her forehead. She continued, "I have something to say to you now. ”

When everyone heard this, they still didn't notice that something was wrong with Feng Xue, thinking that she remembered some important clues, and they listened carefully one by one.

"I may know where the kite is, but I'm not sure yet, so I decided to go and see it first, and if I can't come back, you don't try it rashly, you can find another place. Also, I'm going to leave later, I think you also notice that the demonic energy around you is getting heavier and heavier, you guys will go first later, and if I find a way to come back, I will go with him to find you. Feng Xue said in one breath, she is not good at words, and it is simply against the sky to say such a statement. (To be continued.) )