Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Ancient Blessed Land
"Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh-"
More than a dozen figures, like lightning, stalked rapidly among the trees.
"Brother Chu, it's just ahead, it's almost there!"
Fan Yuxi's anxious voice sounded in the woods, but the only sound that responded to her was a "whoosh" of rapid marching.
After a while, Fan Yuxi stopped in front of a scorched clearing and looked there with a stunned look in his eyes.
"Is this it?"
Chu Ling asked in a low voice.
Fan Yuxi nodded with tears in his eyes, tears swirling in his eyes, and he wanted to cry.
Chu Ling simply gestured with a finger, and the nineteen brothers spread everywhere and examined them carefully.
There was not a word in the process, as if it had formed a tacit understanding naturally.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chu Ling briefly looked around.
I saw that around this clearing, many thick branches were forcibly broken, and a scorched black smell wafted into the air, and there was a big pit on the ground that was ten zhang square.
From the clues, we can vaguely infer the tragic battle situation at that time.
After more than a dozen brothers rummaged around the scene for a while, several people discussed it with each other, and then a flexible fat man summed up the situation and gave it to Chu Ling: "Brother Chu, here was about three hours ago, after a battle, judging from the traces, the end of the battle was very sloppy, it should be that one side was besieged, and fled quickly." ”
"Neither side has used a powerful magic weapon, and the comprehensive strength is between the Tiantai Realm and the Tiangong Realm, which is within the controllable range. ”
After Fan Yuxi heard the fat man Liucheng's answer, a glimmer of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and he asked nervously: "Then was my father caught by them?"
Liu Cheng pointed to the southeast of the clearing and said, "Senior Brother Li is in the southeast, hundreds of steps away, and has found traces of stealth and tracking, so your father should not have been caught yet." ”
Fan Yuxi, who heard the news, was immediately relieved.
Chu Ling nodded lightly, and he didn't know whether to affirm the news, or to affirm Liucheng's analysis speed.
He said softly: "Then you Ze lead the way, let's continue to chase!"
Liu Cheng nodded, sniffed vigorously with his nose, and led everyone to run towards a place......
An hour later.
"Why haven't we found it yet, could it be that we are looking in the wrong direction?" Fan Yuxi looked around anxiously and asked suspiciously.
"Shut up!"
Chu Ling didn't have the slightest tone of pity for the jade, but instead glared at Fan Yuxi viciously, signaling her not to disturb Liu Cheng to look for traces.
Liu Cheng lay on the ground, and after observing for a while, he said to Chu Ling seriously: "Brother Chu, it seems that her father's situation is becoming more and more unoptimistic now, judging from the traces here, he is probably injured, and the people who are chasing and killing are becoming more and more strong in cultivation." ”
"What then? Save my father!"
Chu Ling listened to Liu Cheng's words, the corners of his mouth curled up with a wicked smile, and he said coldly: "Of course, as long as these dogs and cubs in Wanqi Mountain want to do, I will destroy it." ”
They continued to follow the clues, and suddenly, a rapid birdsong sounded from the mouth of the disciple who was exploring the path in front.
Between this Chu Ling and a dozen of their old brothers, they used the way that the bird flute imitated to convey information, and the sound just now was the voice of vigilance.
"Find out again, hide quickly!"
Chu Ling whispered in a low voice, he forcibly pulled Fan Yuxi and hid into a lush jungle.
Their breath constantly adjusts until it blends in with their surroundings.
Not only with the naked eye, but even if the monk felt it with his heart, it would be impossible to detect their existence if he only swept it cursoly.
After a shrill birdsong, but after ten breaths, a group of men and horses sped through the place.
Chu Ling and the others made a chirping bird call to dispel their doubts, and at the same time, they tilted their ears and listened carefully to their conversation:
"Hurry up, hurry up, it is said that Fan Qishu is about to find it, and he must not be allowed to run away this time!"
"Yes, this time the news of the opening of the Ancient Cave Heaven must not be revealed by Fan Qizhi, in this way, the essence of an ancient land will be exclusively enjoyed by our Ten Thousand Gully Mountain. ”
"Yes, yes, what Xuanmeng, what Three Emperor Sects, when I saw it, in front of our Ten Thousand Gully Mountains, I had to bow down to Chen Chen. ”
"But didn't you hear that the little girl of the Fan family ran away? She won't leak the news, right?"
"Hmph, what if you escape, our three Supreme Elders have all been dispatched and guarded at the exit of the primeval forest, as long as that little girl dares to show up, she will definitely die. ”
"Tsk, that's really blind to such a good girl, I see that girl cow twisting her ass, tsk, that commotion ......"
The voice was getting farther and farther away, and Fan Yuxi was only angry at first, and when he heard the last two sentences, his face suddenly turned red.
Suddenly, I felt a burst of male warmth from behind, and my face turned even redder.
Just now, due to the urgency of the matter, Chu Ling pulled her in in a hurry, and between the two of them, they hugged each other at zero distance.
Chu Ling's beastly breath gently swept over the back of her ear, and it was extremely itchy.
Coupled with the words of those people, Fan Yuxi couldn't help but move and "hummed" softly.
The abnormal movement in his arms made Chu Ling wake up suddenly, he immediately let go of his embrace, and gave Fan Yuxi an apologetic look in embarrassment.
"Wan Yan Mountain, you are really ambitious, it seems that you really can't tolerate you this time!"
Chu Ling drank softly, and a trace of cold coldness flashed in his eyes.
"Catch up!"
As soon as Chu Ling gave an order, more than a dozen people looked like ghosts, attached to the back of the dozen or so people, and walked all the way......
"When it comes, everyone pay attention to seclusion. ”
Chu Ling and the others followed the disciples of Wanqi Mountain to the depths of the Manglin Forest.
I saw that at this moment, there were many people from the gate of Wanqi Mountain, and opposite them was a middle-aged man with all his beard and hair and his face like an angry lion.
In the man's hand, there was a golden-colored big knife, and on top of the big knife, there were two golden dragons cruising back and forth, lifelike.
With the cruising of the two golden dragons, circles of pale golden ripples spread out, disappearing into the void, which looked very strange, but judging from the power of the manifestation, this treasure knife has reached the point of the magic weapon of the dragon slaying realm.
It's a pity that this middle-aged man's power is too weak, but he has just stepped into the Tiantai realm, and it is difficult to exert one percent of this treasure knife at all.
"Tsk, it is worthy of the treasure knife left by Fan Shixin, it is actually miraculous to this extent, but it's a pity, a group of such incompetent descendants have been born, and they can't even keep the foundation of their ancestors, we, the Fan family, have no need to exist!"
On the side of Wanqi Mountain, a gloomy voice sounded, and when he looked up, it was a sick old man, holding on to his crutches and speaking.
Fan Lionheart is the legendary king of mercenaries and the ancestor of the Fan family.
At the beginning, the king of mercenaries reached the dragon slaying realm, and his strength was unparalleled in the entire northwest, and the Fan family could have risen in one fell swoop with the strength of the ancestor.
But I didn't expect that more than 2,000 years ago, when the Fan family had just begun to expand, this king of mercenaries of Gaidai mysteriously disappeared.
Even the Fan family themselves didn't know where their ancestor had gone.
Without a background and without the support of a strong enough master, the name of the Triangle Dragon Cutting Fan Family declined in a short period of time.
Only the dragon slaying weapon left by Fan Shixin, the Crazy Lion Dragon Slayer, and the Crazy Lion Heart Duel that matches it, are still famous.
After the sick old man finished speaking, Fan Qi's killing sword was horizontal in front of his chest, and he said arrogantly: "Children of the Fan family, when will it be the turn of others to give guidance, sick prince, you yourself look like you are going to die, let's take care of yourself first!"
The old man, who was called the Sick Prince, suddenly became angry, and pushed out with both palms......