A picture began to appear on the horizon, and everyone's attention was drawn to the mirage that was close in front of them.

Poor Xiao Wu was about to say something, but he was also attracted by the story in the picture.

It was an empty stone hall, and with its back to them was a thin figure in a wheelchair, with long hair hanging down, and it was difficult to see the face, but it was only breathing weakly, and it seemed that it had been damaged a lot.

At that moment, the closed door opened, and seven faces were carried. Lewd. The smiling man gathered in front of the thin figure.

They couldn't hear the sound inside, but they could see the person in the wheelchair, took out a dagger in his hand, calmly looked at the ill-intentioned people, and stabbed him seven times in the chest.

"Suicide?"

"Don't want to live anymore?"

"Seven knives, knives in the chest."

"It hurts to look at."

"Fenghua, do you think she's crazy?"

Several people were shocked by the person in the wheelchair, but Fenghua stood up straight when he saw the person in the wheelchair stabbing himself for the first time, and his eyes seemed to hide emotions that could not be dissolved.

"Little liar?" The first one found that Fenghua's condition was wrong, and the donkey Xiaoliu put his head on Fenghua's arm.

"It's not going to be her who will die." With a shrunk pupil, Fenghua suddenly turned around, pulled Xiao Jiu, and then withdrew the small disc, dropped a word, and disappeared here, "Xiao Jiu, you follow me first." A few of you, follow Little May Day and come up to me. ”

"Little bastard!" Dugu Lianyi looked at the shadowless person who left in the blink of an eye, and gritted his teeth.

"Fenghua?" It is also the first time to see Fenghua's eagerness in such an anxious mood.

"We're going to fall." Yan Xi looked at his vacated body, and also looked helplessly at the person who disappeared over there.

Not long after they met, this Fenghua ran away again.

"Bamboo dragonfly." I can't really do it this time, so I can only take out a bamboo dragonfly that has been placed close to my body.

It is surrounded by mountains, with verdant forests below, deep underneath. If they use their strength to accidentally alarm some magical beasts, it will be enough for them to drink a pot.

"That's enough!" Wutian and a few of them also took out the bamboo dragonflies, and helplessly began to land in the air.

"Little liar, you wait for me." The soul transmission can't be transmitted, and the donkey Xiaoliu said with a head of black hair, Uncle, did I forget to tell the little liar, I'm not afraid of the little lizard's teleportation of the space tear......

A few people descended like this with bamboo dragonflies, and the picture of the mirage over there was still continuing, and what happened there was really the same as Fenghua said.

"The man didn't die." The fashion is quiet, the person in the wheelchair, seven knives, the knife is bloody, but the person is alive.

"The seven who died?" Dugu Lianyi held the knife while holding the white lion Xiaosi, and only then did he have time to look at the picture in the mirage in a hurry.

"How?" Mo Crimson's beautiful brow tugged, as if he was also puzzled by the divine turn in the mirage. Why is it that it is someone else who spurts blood and someone else who dies? This, it shouldn't be.

Fenghua knows him...... She? Yan Xi originally wanted to talk about him, but at this time, the person in the mirage turned around.