At midnight, Fu Yi sat in the small courtyard to attract spiritual power into her body, and a steady stream of spiritual power surrounded her, and the stars were very dazzling.

Fuyi closed her eyes, her expression was quiet and indifferent, and the dots of spiritual power fell between her nose and eyebrows, completely smoothing her impetuous heart during the day.

She suddenly opened her eyes, her quiet expression turned into vigilance, and there was a little chill between her immature eyebrows.

Behind the corner tree, a man slowly walked out.

Seeing that the person who came did not move, he just looked at him seriously.

Daddy mentioned him in "The End of the Child", saying that he was kind and helpful, and looking at the cold indifference between his eyebrows and eyes, it was really difficult to associate such a person with the word kindness.

For so many years, he only showed this expression in front of Fu Yi, and even in the alchemy room during the day, he only rejected people with such an expression, and never said a word from beginning to end.

"Uncle Strong. ”

Brushing her clothes and getting up, she looked relaxed under the moonlight, but secretly mobilized her spiritual power to be ready at all times.

Dali's eyes were still cold when he looked at her, and it seemed that he would never have any other expression than coldness.

"I remember that when my father was still alive, my favorite person was you, and he once told me that Uncle Dali's alchemy skills are very exquisite, and if there is anything you don't understand, I can ask you for more advice. ”

When Fu Yi finished saying this, he paused for a moment, and Dali's expression was still indifferent, without the slightest change.

"But why is Uncle Dali unwilling to take care of the clothes? For so many years, the clothes have been very confused, is it because the clothes are not doing well, which makes Uncle Dali angry?"

If it weren't for the faintly flowing spiritual power on the other party's body, Fu Yi would almost have thought that the man standing in front of him was a lifeless statue.

She could finally be sure that her father's idea was nothing more than wishful thinking, and that Uncle Dali was not the person he imagined to be.

It's just that it's been so long, why can't Master and Senior Brother come over?

"There's no point in delaying time," the man in front of him suddenly spoke, "From the moment I appeared here, this small courtyard has been sealed by me with an enchantment, and no one will come even if you shout loudly." ”

The clothes were a little shocked.

"How did you break through the Lonely Mountain's formation without being discovered?"

"Of course, it's the secret art of the Spirit Clan. ”

The patriarch of the Spirit Clan has all kinds of secret techniques, and he can appear here quietly without being noticed, because the patriarch used secret techniques to send him here.

"You want to take me away?"

"No, I'll kill you directly, if you can hand over the sub-end obediently...... The alchemy cheats left behind, I can spare your life. ”

When Zimo's name was mentioned, something seemed to hit him hard in his heart, and his heart instantly crossed with sharp pain, and soon disappeared.

"Well, let's see if you can actually kill me. ”

The words fell, and the lamp holder left by her mother appeared directly in her hand.

Dali approached her again, slowly raised his right hand, and the fingertips faintly shone with white light,

It was the light of spiritual power.

The vigorous fingertips seemed to have high-pressure lightning beating, and he felt the terrifying aura coming from the light, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The figure in front of her suddenly vanished, and the next moment, vigorously appeared behind her.

The huge fist like a grinding disc exuded a terrifying aura and slammed directly into the back of the clothes!

The clothes didn't catch a strong trace, and they couldn't stop the terrifying fist.

The spiritual power in her forehead was in full bloom, and the spiritual power that erupted from the lamp holder snorted through the air in the moonlight with a force several times stronger than the original, piercing the heart of the strong force.

Vigorously do not dodge or dodge, his face is an indifferent expression that has not changed for thousands of years, and he punches down!

There was a thud.

There was an extra hole in blood from the mouth of the strong heart.

But at the same time, his fist also landed on the back of the coat.

The thin back of the cloth suddenly felt a little miserable.

She didn't back down, and just as she struck the blow, a sword aura hid behind her.

Just listen to a snort.

Before the powerful fist could be withdrawn, a sword qi pierced into his bloody heart again.

Just a scream.

What fell into the blood hole in the heart seemed to be not sword qi, but a bowl of high-temperature oil.

His whole heart seemed to be about to burn, and in a trance, the enchantment collapsed, and two terrifying breaths came from far and near.

Dali fled in a hurry, and in a daze, he heard the voice of the immature but old man in his clothes.

"It's a shame that Daddy thinks so highly of you and has always been obsessed with you, but you ruthlessly attack me and want to rob Daddy's relics, what a despicable villain!"

When Kazuya Amano arrived, the strength was gone, and only the injured Fuyi stood in the courtyard with a blank expression.

"Fuyi, who hurt you?"

Amano was very angry that someone was able to evade his divine sense and quietly run to the lonely mountain to commit murder.

"Vigorously. ”

Amano was dazed for a moment, then remembered the next, gritting his teeth.

"What about others?"

"Ran. ”

Fu Yi remembered the scene just now, and his heart became more and more confused, the wound from the lamp holder did not make him take a step back, but a small sword qi made him flee in embarrassment.

What the hell is going on?

The patriarch who was waiting at the foot of the lonely mountain was shocked when he looked at the strong force who suddenly appeared in front of him, seriously injured and unconscious.

Without any hesitation, he turned vigorously and disappeared into the night.

What Fu Yi didn't know was that the reason why Dali didn't miss the old love was because he was controlled by evil thoughts in his heart, and the whole person had lost the ability to be self-conscious, and the spiritual power of Fu Yi burned the evil thoughts in his heart with the power of inheritance.

The evil thoughts in his body accumulated day by day, almost merging into his body, which is why he passed out in unbearable pain.

Even if the Spirit Clan Patriarch had a secret technique, if he didn't know anything about the formation and pattern of the Lonely Mountain, it would be impossible for him to enter the Fuyi Courtyard so accurately.

Needless to say, someone must have secretly told them about the situation in Gushan.

Amano was very angry, and turned the entire Xuanling Pavilion upside down overnight, looking for the whereabouts of the two spirit clans, but found nothing.

Amano was annoyed for a long time, until after checking the physique of the clothes, the haze in his heart gradually dissipated.

"It seems that your senior brother has been very attentive to helping you refine your body for more than half a month, and your physique is getting better and better now, which is very beneficial to your cultivation in the future. ”

Fu Yi remembered the test field with a length of several zhang and a width, and finally understood why Mu Bu had to go to the test field in the lonely mountain. It turned out to be to let her run and jump more and farther to exercise her physique.

It's no wonder that she was able to withstand a powerful and terrifying blow to her back last night, and the wound has been faintly showing signs of healing recently.

He turned around and saluted to the wood on the side.

"Senior brother, thank you. ”

Mu Ye, who was originally drooping his eyelids and looking drowsy, suddenly woke up, he raised his hand to scratch his face, but he felt that the action was too stupid, so he suddenly turned to his hands and hugged his chest.

Then, with a snort, he turned his head away.