When the old Dao of Qiuchen died, Chongri naturally became the official sect master of the Zixiao Sword Sect, and the bull-eared person of the entire Dao Sect could cause the demon invasion by making a little move in the defense of the border to deal with the demons.

Even with Chen An's belly black, he unconsciously unconsciously unfolded the association: Lao Dao asked Chongri to be the acting sect master, Lao Dao went to Lingji Mountain to eliminate demons, Lao Dao provoked the fall of red clothes on Lingji Mountain, and Lao Dao finally officially passed on to Chongri, such a series of things happened, it is difficult to ensure that there is no behind-the-scenes mastermind to push behind, and what is the probability that this behind-the-scenes mastermind is Chong Japanese?

And Lingji Mountain is foreshadowing, and Chongri seems to know something for a long time.

Chen Anxin moved, and then tried again: "There is one last question, it is easy to let demons enter the country, how can you not suffer from them?" You know, demons are not restrained, it is not easy to let them act according to your wishes, do you have to give up everything, wait for the lives to be ruined, and then look for the immortal mountain?"

Chongri's eyes suddenly froze, looking directly at Chen An, and the red clothes behind him said, "Then it's up to her." ”

Sure enough, he really knew the identity of the red clothes for a long time.

Chen An didn't think it was strange for Chongri to see through the identity of the red clothes, after all, the previous magic power was worse, and he was worried about the death of the master and the invasion of demons, so it was reasonable that he didn't find the abnormality of the red clothes, but Chongri was different, his strength was still as strong as the old way of Qiuchen, and even if the three-eyed magic power was abolished, at least there was a yin and yang eye effect, and he would definitely not notice the special of the red clothes.

But what if the other party didn't see through it now, but knew it a long time ago?

After following him into the hall from the red clothes, he didn't seem to be surprised at all, and he was very afraid when he thought about it, this old boy was really ruthless and shameless enough, and he was almost deceived by his righteous and awe-inspiring appearance that he was willing to sacrifice.

However, although he complained in his heart, in fact, Chen An didn't think there was anything wrong with Chongri, the so-called saving of all the people depends on the true definition of the people for that person, and the blind false Taoism is just a woman's benevolence or even an enemy, and the wise do not take it. Chongri's move was very much in line with his spleen and stomach.

So he asked, "What do you want to do?"

"It's up to you to control her. ”

Chongri's gaze still did not leave the red clothes, seeing that the latter was quite uncomfortable, and wanted to teach the delicious guy opposite a lesson, but when she saw Chen An in front of her turning her head and looking at her, she was suddenly frightened and did not dare to make a mistake.

Chen Anwan smiled, threw the purple spirit jade and Zixiao True Law in his arms to Chongri, turned around and left, leaving only a word.

"I see, you'll see what you want to see, and I'll come back to you then. ”

"I don't send it. ”

Chen An gave a promise that Chongri would never keep him again.

Sheng Luo watched Chen An's back disappear outside the palace gate, not knowing what to say, in order to save one ethnic group and make another ethnic group miserable, is this really what he has been pursuing, but if not, his own clan will eventually perish, it is not what he wants, and his mood is so entangled that he can no longer add to it, so he can only ask nonsense: "Chongri senior, is it reliable for the monarch to lead this person?"

When she asked this sentence, she didn't know what answer she was expecting, she hoped that Chongri's answer was unreliable, which meant that everyone didn't have to bear the sin of poisoning living beings, and she hoped that Chongri's answer was reliable, which meant that her people had hope of being redeemed. This question is only asked for a short escape, and I don't want to face it.

It's just that Chongri, who she thought she wouldn't answer, actually gave a cruel answer: "Reliable." ”

"Although the Twelve Cities are not active in this matter, they have never made a stumbling block, and they have always cooperated, because this is also a good thing for them, and this time is no exception. ”

......

The ribbon-like black smoke swelled suddenly, like thick ink entering water in the gray mist, instantly infecting a piece, but in the blink of an eye, the gray surroundings became pitch black, instantly swallowing Fu Heng and Grace all of them.

Hula.

A handful of firelight lit up in the darkness, illuminating a field and illuminating Grace's pale little face.

Fu Heng's figure flashed out from behind the torch, looked at Grace with concern and said, "Are you okay?"

The fire was bright, and Grace's heart was quite warm, and being watched by Fu Heng so seriously, there was even a sense of shame that surged up, prompting her to lower her head. It's just that he lowered his head, but he found the reason why Fu Heng asked this sentence. It turned out that he was not inexplicably concerned, but targeted.

A hideous wound glowing with black gas appeared on Fu Heng's arm holding the torch at some point, from the wrist to the tip of the elbow.

"Ghost, ghost, how can it be so fast, how can it be so fast?" Grace muttered to herself with a frightened face.

"Ghost?

When the black tide suddenly broke out just now, fortunately he moved fast enough, although he couldn't find the flint, he rubbed and ignited the fire with his strength, and it was convenient to have the ignition things he had collected according to the instructions of the little shark girl before. It's just that when he found the torch and lit it, a rapid phantom suddenly crossed by, and if he hadn't reacted quickly and dodged fast enough, his entire arm might have been removed. Therefore, after the light appeared, he immediately asked the little shark girl how the situation was.

As for the phantom, when he lit the torch and his thoughts spread out to look for it, he was never seen again, and he couldn't feel it at all.

He really didn't know the concept of "ghost", and the term Kuroshio was first learned from Grace's mouth.

And in the past few days, he has only been thinking about how to get out of trouble, but he has not talked about the topic of the Kuroshio Current, and Fu Heng only knows that the Kuroshio is a natural disaster that affects the entire Great Glacier Region, and the cause of this natural disaster involves a maze.

The Lost Realm is a mysterious place for the entire Eastern Wilderness, it has periodic changes like a living thing, and each change is a derivation of a disaster, manifested as a blood demon tide in the middle of the Eastern Wilderness, and a black tide in areas such as the Great Glacier.

"The Ghost is a demon in the Black Tide, quite terrifying and undetectable, but it is always watching us, waiting for the darkness to drain our energy and then pounce on us and tear us all apart. ”

Grace's little face was terrified, and she stated it in a fairy tale tone, which seemed quite incompatible with the environment she was in now, and it was obvious that she must have been intimidated by the adults in her family when she was a child.

However, Fu Heng didn't mean to laugh, but his face was solemn, the darkness itself has the ability to make people weaker and weaker, and these guys are watching, which is simply worse.

Fu Heng observed the surroundings vigilantly as he asked, "Isn't there a way to deal with them?"

Grace shook her head: "No, they are invisible in the dark, they cannot be detected, and their bodies are immune to most attacks, so it is difficult to hurt them." ”

Fu Heng gritted his teeth, his scalp was a little numb, not because of Grace's narration, but because of the kind of peeping gaze that seemed to be there, more and more I am afraid that there are not more than a dozen, and there are more and more.