The Senhai Source Realm can't get rid of the gloom during the day, and the night is even darker.

In the dark night when there are no fingers, the little red of the dragon incense is particularly eye-catching.

In the darkness, Su Qiyun's voice sounded: "Isn't Yan Xiao already dead, why do we still need some divine dragon incense?"

Jiang Wang put the Qingqi tree on the ground, and a flame flower bloomed from the tip of his index finger, floating lightly in the air.

The fireworks brought light, reflecting the faces of Su Qiyun and Wu Quji.

"Yan Xiao is dead, but the 'Night Invasion' may not have disappeared. Jiang Wang said.

According to the information collected by Su Qiyun, Yan Xiao is closely related to the 'Night Invasion', and it is even very likely that Yan Xiao created the 'Night Invasion'.

But the question is, where does the information Su Qiyun collect come from?

From the study house of the Senhai Holy Clan.

In other words, if she thinks in the shadows, if the Senhai Holy Clan wants her to find out something, she can only find out something.

As for the truth...... Who knows?

"I don't know what you mean. Su Qiyun obviously had a hard time accepting it.

She finally found the culprit of the 'Night Invasion', came to the Forest of Hanging Skulls, and desperately avenged the little fish.

Now that Jiang Wang said that Yan Xiao is dead, the 'Night Invasion' may not have disappeared.

Doesn't that mean that what she has done is useless?

Jiang Wang was about to explain, but Wu Qujian suddenly interrupted them.

"Did you notice ...... just now" his voice was a little puzzled, "The swallow's nest seems to be gone?"

The flame flower that Jiang Wang released just now was very small, and it only illuminated the three of them approaching.

At this time, hearing Wu Qujian say this, the fireworks suddenly swelled and soared in mid-air, illuminating the open space in front of the wooden house clearly.

The Dao technique of Flame Flower, in Jiang Wang's hands, has long been familiar.

At this time, they could clearly see that under the eaves of the wooden house, the nest where the swallow owl perched had indeed disappeared!

Jiang Wang was in a hurry to light the divine dragon incense just now, but he didn't notice this. Su Qiyun's mind was also thinking about why Jiang Wang turned back, but Wu Qujian observed more carefully.

"What's the situation?isn't Yan Xiao dead?or is he resurrected?" Su Qiyun frowned.

"No, it's dead. There was no resurrection either. ”

Jiang Wang looked at his storage box and said, "My Yan Xiao's beak is still there. According to records, if the swallow owl is resurrected, its previous 'corpse' will also disappear. ”

Su Qiyun looked around vigilantly: "Then who can explain why the swallow's nest disappeared?

"I can't explain it now, and I'm just as confused as you are. Jiang Wang said, let go of the doubts in his heart, and walked to the wooden house: "Since you're back, go in and have a look." ”

Deep in the forest of hanging skulls stood wooden houses, and the swallow owls lived under the eaves of the wooden houses.

Just like ordinary people's halls.

Today, the night came early, and the swallow owl died, but the swallow's nest suddenly disappeared.

This is inevitably disturbing.

The unknown is the greatest horror.

Wu Quji and Su Qiyun were not people who had not seen terror, but at this time, they couldn't help but follow behind Jiang Wang, unwilling to stay outside the house alone.

A sparkling flower always floats in front of it, like a lantern.

The first place to come was the hall, which had been seen outside during the day, with stools and wooden tables.

Nothing has changed since I came in.

There is a room on the left and right, separated by a curtain.

Jiang Wang raised his sword and looked at them separately, one was a kitchen, with a stove and firewood, and the other was a bedroom with a wooden bed.

Nothing else.

Very ordinary, very ordinary wooden house.

Perhaps the only thing that is unusual is that it appears in the Hanging Skull Forest.

Jiang Wang didn't say anything, and sat down on the bench in the hall.

Fireworks hang above the wooden table, like a chandelier.

Wu Quji sat across from him: "Your Dao technique is very convenient, if you are like you, the hanging lantern will not be sold." ”

The two of them were sitting on either side of the wooden table, and Su Qiyun walked around and chose to sit in the position opposite the main entrance, obviously unwilling to use his back to face the night outside the door.

The reason why the fireworks can act as lanterns is because of its high stability.

It's not that you can control the Yuan Force at will, just gather a fireball - it can certainly illuminate, but the continuous loss of Yuan Force will definitely make the caster miserable.

Su Qiyun glanced at him and said, "Great Chu Zuo Guanglie's unique Taoist technique is much more precious than the hanging lantern. ”

In order to alleviate her anxiety, Wu Qujian casually talked about a topic, and she cooperated.

"Ahh Wu Qu said in a sullen voice: "I don't know." ”

Zuo Guanglie is indeed a generation of Tianjiao figures, but not everyone has heard of it. Especially from a small sect like the Golden Needle Sect, only those forces in the Qi Kingdom were enough for him to have a headache.

He asked Jiang Wang very directly: "Aren't you the baron of our Qi State, why do you still have a relationship with the Chu State?"

"It's just a Taoist technique, and it doesn't matter. And the fireworks have already been cracked by many people. ”

Jiang Wang didn't want to talk about this topic, so he changed: "The night in the Senhaiyuan Realm is very dangerous, it is better to stay here than to go out and venture in an unknown place." If there is any situation, we will wait until dawn tomorrow to observe. ”

Jiang Wang thought clearly.

The biggest danger in the Hanging Skull Forest is undoubtedly the Yan Xiao, and now the Yan Xiao are all dead, compared to other places in the Senhai Source Realm, it is relatively safe here.

The mysterious disappearance of the swallow's nest is certainly a notable thing, but it is not wise to follow the clues on a night like this.

Jiang Wang chose to brake quietly, patiently stay in the wooden house for one night, and wait for dawn before acting, which is a steady and cautious choice.

He had even begun to prepare for the practice.

Wu Qu was indispensable, using a golden needle to plug and insert it on the wooden table, as if he was experimenting with something.

Su Qiyun looked at him and said, "Jiang Daoyou, you said earlier that Yan Xiao is dead, but the 'Night Invasion' may not have disappeared, what do you mean by that?"

Jiang Wang knew that he would definitely not be able to get over if he didn't satisfy her questions, so he thought about it and said, "The old priest told me a story, and she said that this story should not be heard by the rest of the Holy Clan. Now that the Seven Trees are dead, I can tell you about it. ”

He picked and talked about the "predecessor adventer" monk Guanyan.

"I didn't expect that there were such strange men in Buddhism. Su Qiyun was obviously moved by this story and sighed with emotion: "The 'phase hunting' tradition of the Senhai Holy Clan turned out to be like this, which is really embarrassing. No wonder Qing Qishu ......"

Wu Quji's angle is different: "The sect gave him so many resources, let him practice, and let him be extraordinary, but as a result, he succeeded in cultivation, but he was in a foreign world, and he couldn't go for a woman." How can he be worthy of the sect he came from, how can he be worthy of the resources he consumes?"

The different backgrounds of the two people determine the different angles from which they think about the problem. These are all things in the world, and sometimes it's hard to tell whether it's right or wrong.

Jiang Wang pondered his observations, and talked about the reason why he told this story: "The story told by the priests of the Holy Clan, combined with their history. We can know that about 800 years ago, the swallow owl appeared, and the 'sacrifice of the head' occurred in the land of divine shade. After that, more than 500 years ago, under the leadership of Guanyan, it evolved into the tradition of 'hunting'. ”

"Have you ever thought about what has happened in the past three hundred years?" Jiang Wang asked.