After Lao Dao got up, he first glanced at Chen An's side, thought for a while, and then stretched out his finger to Chen An, and at the same time said something in his mouth. Chen An was a little puzzled by this, looking at Lao Dao's appearance as if he was casting a spell on him, but he didn't feel anything.

However, he himself was pretending to be asleep, and it was inevitable that he would be a little embarrassed to get up now, so he just continued to lie still and see what Lao Dao wanted to do.

Daoist Qiuchen finished casting the spell on Chen An, but he didn't make any further moves, but directly turned around and pushed the door and left the wooden house.

Let's go?

Chen An listened to the rustle of his feet on the snow and walked away, looking ignorant, but he didn't care about him when he thought about it.

He was originally accosted by the old road in order to understand this area better, and now he should know almost all the things he should know, the old way is not very meaningful, and he is not really lost, he doesn't even know where he wants to go, just walk along the ancient road, how can he get lost.

As for why Lao Dao didn't say goodbye, he didn't have the heart to delve into it, he still had a bunch of things to do, so how could he have time to take care of other people's affairs.

After the old road left, he was left alone in the cabin, and he didn't feel depressed, just combing through what he had seen and heard during this time, thinking about what he would do after pulling out the bloody knife.

According to his estimation, everything is smooth sailing before pulling out the blood knife, but after pulling out the blood knife, it is difficult to say, when the time comes, it will fall into the hands of the power that arranges the fate of their family, whether it is round or flat, although he is not afraid of death, but he does not want to die is unknown, and people should be vigorous in their lives.

But he didn't have the slightest effect in this mess, he had too little information, and he couldn't even be sure whether such a character existed.

That is, the blood shadow kept appearing, nagging in his ear to let him pull out the blood knife, and he suspected that there might be a great power to arrange everything, and then made up for many episodes of the fate that was arranged. But in fact, the character in his imagination has never had any clues, and even from the beginning to the end, there is only one "sense of thought" of the great general Wang urging him to pull out the blood knife.

That character may not exist at all, or it has always been his delusion of persecution.

From this point of view, what is the use of him thinking so much here.

laughed at himself, and couldn't help but feel a little sleepy.

Approaching the body of a heavenly immortal is not equal to the real body of an immortal, before he really transforms, he is a mortal body, he will be tired and hungry, so he needs to eat and sleep.

Eating, I just ate three points full at Lao Dao, and now it is naturally worsening my sleepiness.

After thinking about it, it is certain that he is absolutely safe before pulling out the blood knife, so it should not be impossible to lie down and sleep well.

Therefore, he no longer deliberately controlled it, and fell asleep naturally.

I don't know how long later, Chen An was suddenly awakened by a noisy rustling sound, got up and looked up at the door. It's one thing to know that you're safe, but it's another thing to be able to change your long-standing vigilant habits, so even if you sleep, you sleep very shallowly.

The rustle outside the house approached the wooden house quickly, this sound was like the footsteps of the old road, but it was much more scattered than when he left, more like an injury?

Chen An immediately made up for the appearance of Lao Dao's mouth bleeding from the corner of his mouth, covering his chest and stumbling in his direction, and in the next moment, he saw this kind of Qiuchen Lao Dao.

With a "bang", Lao Dao pushed the door in, staggered to the ground, and spat out a large pool of blood.

......

On the island of Weihu Lake.

The little shark girl glanced at Fu Heng seriously and said, "I left in a hurry that day, I thought about it and should come back to thank you, but I didn't expect ......"

Fu Heng knew what she wanted to say, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then seemed to think of something, and hurriedly said: "It's dangerous here, you go quickly, get out of here quickly." ”

Grace was unmoved, and continued to feed the fish meat in her hand to Fu Heng's mouth, and finally looked up at the boulder that Fu Heng was holding and said, "Can't you put it aside?"

"No," Fu Heng also raised his eyes and glanced at the giant rock and said: "The entire rock layer has been blown up layer upon layer, this is the only fulcrum, once I let go, all the rock layers will fall down, and when the time comes, ......"

He didn't say what would happen when the time came, but dozens of 10,000-pound boulders were pressed down together, and anyone knew that there would be no suspense about the result.

Grace bit her lip and thought for a moment, then turned around and walked to the lake, pinching the seal in her hand and chanting a spell.

Under her control, the lake suddenly surged, and the waves were lifted up to three feet high, spilling into the cave, and even reaching Fu Heng's ankle.

But, that's all there was to it, Grace's little white face was flushed, and the water level still didn't rise even a little more, and even she was a little deflated, and the water level dropped rapidly, and it was back three feet below the cave floor.

Grace gasped for air, a fine sweat on her forehead.

"It's useless," Fu Heng said behind her: "It's the cold season now, the water level of the lake is already low, even if your mana is ten times stronger, it is impossible to let it overflow the cave, not to mention that the power of these hundreds of thousands of catties is pressed, even if you can make the entire lake rise three feet, it will not have any effect." ”

"I'll go to Apa and they'll save you. Grace's little face was full of stubbornness, and she ignored Fu Heng's shouts and jumped into the lake.

Fu Heng was left alone in the dilapidated cave.

There is still a person in this world who thinks of himself and wants to save himself, and the corners of Fu Heng's eyes are a little moist inexplicably.

When the light of the two moons converged, Grace did not come back, and Fu Heng had already prepared in his heart, so he didn't feel any different.

Not to mention whether those mermaids can save themselves, even the hatred between the two parties cannot make them repay their grievances with virtue.

This is racial hatred has nothing to do with what he did personally, he saved a lot of sharks, but Tong Ba killed more of them, how could those sharks put down mustard to save him as a human.

Another day passed, and the light of the double moon was sprinkled on the earth again, Fu Heng still didn't see the figure of the little shark girl, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart, it turned out that he was so weak, although his mouth told her to leave quickly, but he still hoped that she could stay.

The time of one day and one night made his strength inspired by the arrival of the little shark girl decline again, and the feeling of hunger and exhaustion hit again, this time it was really impossible to hold on.

Knock, knock, knock......

Fu Heng was stunned, how could a stone fall, beast?

No, there are some things on Weihu Island, he knows best, there are few blood demons in the big glaciers, how can there be beasts on Weihu Island.

What is that?

Fu Heng's heart moved, and he listened attentively, and sure enough, he heard a faint movement coming from his head.

He took two sharp breaths and shouted upward, "Is that you up there?"

There was silence above, and there was no sound coming from again. Fu Heng smiled bitterly, but there was a trace of warmth flowing in his heart.