Chapter 592: Meeting a middle-aged Confucian student

"Back to the island?" Fang Yan sneered, and after the two of them completely disappeared from his line of sight, he carefully looked around, trying to determine where he was.

However, there was nothing around but the sea, and how could he determine his position? In desperation, he had no choice but to flash out of the scroll, roughly identify a direction, and fly away.

The direction he is going in now is naturally the direction of another island, of course, provided that he is not mistaken.

He had been chased by the old man and the two for so long, and he had already missed the island, and all he had to do now was to go back. Fortunately, the island he was going to now was not in the same direction as the previous one, so he didn't have to worry about meeting the two old men again.

However, with the scroll in his hand, he was not afraid even if he met the two of them again. Of course, if he could avoid them, he would definitely not choose to meet them.

He didn't want them to think that he really had a lot of that kind of treasure on his body that could teleport tens of miles away, if this news got out, the consequences would definitely be the same as when he was in Qingyun Peak, attracting the attention of countless people.

This is not Qingyun Peak, if he really attracts the attention of an entire sea area, the consequences will be unimaginable. With the behemoth of the Star Palace alone, he was powerless to parry. If this news really spreads, Star Palace will definitely find him as soon as possible.

Everyone knows how attractive the value of that treasure is.

After more than half an hour, he suddenly stopped, looked at the vast sea around him, and frowned unconsciously.

He seemed to have lost his way.

There were no references around, and with a map in hand, he couldn't determine where he was. Fortunately, he still remembered which direction Linglong Island was, and after a rough comparison, he continued to fly in the direction he thought was right.

The sea below is very calm, with no wind or waves. Because he didn't plan to make a move with the demon beast here, and the distance between him and the sea was five or six zhang high, so even if the ordinary demon beast wanted to fight him, I am afraid it would be out of reach.

He was so fast that he hurried towards the direction of the island, but, after a quarter of an hour of flight, his form stopped again, and he squinted into the distance.

In the distance, in mid-air, three figures kept flying, entangled together. Two of them are humans, and one is a monster in this sea.

It's just that the figure of one of them looks somewhat familiar, and he must have seen it somewhere.

"Golden Knife Dock?" After a while, he finally confirmed that one of the two was the middle-aged Confucian from the Golden Daowu Dock.

When he was at sea, the other party also talked to him. I didn't expect them to really meet in this sea area.

The black-robed man who was with the middle-aged Confucian was the strength of the middle stage of the soul return realm, and judging by the tacit cooperation of these two people, they should be people from the same force.

The black-robed man was the main attacker, and the middle-aged Confucian assisted, and he trapped the mid-strength demon beast in mid-air and couldn't leave, although they were still a little anxious at the moment, but as long as there was no accident, this demon beast was probably going to die.

While Fang Yan looked at the other party, the other party obviously also noticed his existence and glanced in his direction. It's just that because they were busy dealing with the demon beasts in front of them, they didn't say anything, and they didn't know if the middle-aged Confucian recognized the dialect.

After staring ahead for a moment, Fang Yan's figure moved, and he wanted to go around. The direction he was going was the same direction in which they were fighting, and in order not to misunderstand them, he naturally couldn't fly straight over like this.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, just when he was about to miss them leaving, the demon beast suddenly screamed, hit the fatal blow of the black-robed man, and fell into the water with a bang.

"Brother Fang......"

The middle-aged Confucian student withdrew his hand, turned his head to look in the direction where Fang Yan was, and greeted with a smile.

Fang Yan sighed softly in his heart, and his moving figure stopped.

"Brother Fang, what a coincidence, we can really meet." The middle-aged Confucian sighed a little in his tone, and looked at him curiously.

"yes, that's a coincidence." Fang Yan smiled.

"You're alone?" The middle-aged Confucian looked left and right, and said strangely.

"Separated." Fang Yan shrugged helplessly and said, "I was scattered by a powerful demon beast." ”

The middle-aged Confucian said: "Then Brother Fang, be careful, the demon beasts in this sea area are all very strong. ”

"Thank you for informing me." Fang Yan nodded.

"You are the tongue? The dialect that came from the land? At this time, the black-robed man had already taken out the demon pill of the demon beast, stopped at the side of the middle-aged Confucian student, and looked at him expressionlessly.

"I am the tongue." Fang Yan smiled, and his attitude did not change because the other party was in the middle of the strength.

"You are not small, you only have the strength in the early stage, and you dare to appear in this sea area." The black-robed man looked contemptuous, as if he was laughing at the inadequacy of the dialect.

On the side, the middle-aged Confucian glanced at him, looking like he wanted to say something, as if he wanted to say something, but for some reason, he didn't say anything in the end.

"If I had a choice, I wouldn't be in this area." Fang Yan didn't seem to see the contempt on the other party's face, and said nonchalantly, "So, I'm preparing to leave this area now." ”

"In that case, then I won't delay you." The middle-aged Confucian suddenly said.

A look of surprise flashed in Fang Yan's eyes, which was fleeting and unnoticed by the two.

He thought that the other party was calling him to stop him with some other calculations, but he didn't expect that he just wanted to catch up on the old days, which really surprised him.

Accident is unexpected, but his face did not show a cent, nodded slightly, and his mind moved, and he flew into the distance.

"Just let him go?" The black-robed man asked lightly, his eyes staring at Fang Yan's back.

"The head of the house has explained, don't provoke the other party." The middle-aged Confucian said: "At least, don't provoke the other party until you find out the situation." ”

"If we kill him now, do you think anyone will know?" The black-robed man sneered.

The middle-aged Confucian smiled bitterly and did not speak.

The black-robed man stared at Fang Yan for a moment before letting out a cold snort of disdain from his nostrils before flying in the other direction.

The middle-aged Confucian shook his head with a smile, looked thoughtfully at the background of the dialect, and turned to leave.