Su Zi looked at each other quietly for a long time, suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a wave of one hand, an evil red light swept through the maple forest.

The forest shook violently, and then bursts of dark green smoke rose up, which was choking and disgusting.

Su Zi frowned tightly, grinning bitterly: "Soul Melting Sacrifice Refining Formation, it seems that the damned Ten Thousand Poison Sect is also here, all of them are mortal enemies, and now it can be lively." He was a little in a dilemma, he had the intention of destroying this harmful formation, and he was afraid that the movement would be too big and alarm the people in the bamboo dock, so it would be worth the loss, but if he didn't destroy it, he didn't know how many people would die here, and he couldn't bear it.

After being in a dilemma for a long time, he made up his mind, slowly raised his hand, pinched a trick, and the red mangs on his hand were red, slightly stagnant, and silently wrapped around the outside of the maple forest.

Su Zi lightly spit out the word "forbidden", and the red mangs were like seawater pouring in, setting off stormy waves outside the woods, and disappeared into the woods in an instant.

Immediately, a thin layer of red mist swept the ground, constantly tumbling and swirling, smelling the fishy smell, slightly closer, the red mangs rolled like a tide.

The woods were shrouded in red mist, and although there was still nothing unusual, such a strange red mist rose together, and anyone could see that there were ghosts in the forest.

Su Zi clapped his hands, and sighed and smiled: "That's all, it's just that no one will mistakenly think that there is a treasure in this forest." ”

After that, he was slightly condensed, his wrist shook, and his palm had a short blade, the blade was sharp, and the cold light was dignified, and he slowly walked to the huge stone at the edge of the forest, and quickly carved a huge ghost head, the traces of the knife carving were extremely deep, and with the weathered concave and convex mottled on the boulder, this stone was like a piece of antiquity with a good history, and someone would move it away as a valuable object.

After doing this, Su Zi took a few steps back, nodded with satisfaction, and then his figure flashed, bypassing the strange maple forest, and running away into the distance.

Not long after Su Zi left, Jiang Li jumped down from the tree, stared at the direction he left, his eyes were complicated, and he lowered his eyes thoughtfully: "Su Lingquan, you really came, but I don't know if you came for the Seven Star Map or for her." ”

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, then turned around and flew away in the opposite direction.

At the moment when Jiang Li left, Su Zi glanced back as if he had a feeling, and his eyes penetrated through the maple leaf forest.

After a long time, he let out a long breath, moved his eyes to look at a green bamboo pole on the side of the road, and then used his hand as a knife to slash obliquely on the bamboo pole.

The moment the broken green bamboo fell to the ground, a line of blue light quickly escaped from the depths of the green bamboo, swirling in the void, and scattered in a curling way.

The Hongxia Ridge in the morning light is quiet and lonely, and the wind is leisurely, passing through the mountains, stirring the verdant and lush forests, rustling.

The gold-dissolving morning glow sprinkled in the forest, the afterglow curled, like a little starlight, Su Zi stood facing the rising sun, the morning breeze swept through the corners of his clothes, and his expression was slightly bitter.

Not long after, a man dressed in a black robe, wearing a hood, and covering himself tightly passed through the wind, bringing a light morning mist, stopped in front of Su Zi, and saluted respectfully: "Eldest son." ”

The corners of Su Zi's lips were pursed very tightly, and he stood with his hands in his hands, without looking back at the person who came up, his expression was light and calm, without a trace of emotion: "Where is it?" ”

The black-robed man pointed to the distance without thinking: "After that bamboo forest, in the bamboo dock, his subordinates saw the two of them go in with their own eyes, and they guarded for three days, but they didn't see the two of them come out." ”

"Have anyone else been in these days? Su Zi was already anxious, but he still asked patiently, after all, no matter how anxious he was, he had to first investigate the situation in the bamboo dock to ensure that nothing went wrong.

"Yes, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect's Juan Dan. The black-robed man bowed.

Juan Dan, hearing this name, Su Zi couldn't help but be slightly stunned, Juan Dan is the son of the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, Cantharid, the third in line, and the concubine, there was no future, but his brother-in-law Juan Bai's skills were not as good as others, and his appearance was completely destroyed in the hands of Luo Kui, and it was his turn to boil out, speaking of which, Luo Kui was a little kind to him, he also came here, it seems that the water of this Hongxia Ridge is becoming more and more turbid, Su Zi shook his head helplessly, and said calmly: "Okay, you are guarding here, this seat will go and see." ”

Behind the lush maple forest, there is a cave in the sky, a bend of clear water flows at the edge of the forest, a few moss-covered bluestones can be exposed to the stream, carefully stepping on the slippery stones, into the eyes of the winding mountain gravel path.

The zigzag vines climb along the bamboo fences on both sides of the path, the flowers and green leaves condense a little bit of morning mist, on the low-hanging branches, the crimson and light pink roses are clustered one by one, in the silent and uninhabited mountains, the bees and butterflies buzz, flying among the flowers and leaves, faintly dyed like a wisp of fragrance, after more than a month.

Not far away, there is a vein bamboo, the morning breeze is Xiaoxiao, the sound of bamboo is like a wave, and the depth of the verdant bamboo color reveals a little dark yellow, which is the corner of the bamboo dock. The morning breeze passed, and there was a jingle in the corner of the house, and although the copper bell was mottled and green rust, the bell was still light and spiritual.

Walking out of this veined bamboo forest, a section of bluestone steps appeared in front of me, the long steps meander upward, leading to a two-story bamboo dock, covered by thick shade, falling some dark shadows, the steps and bamboo dock have some mottled traces, and the corners are covered with blue moss.

However, the carved beams and paintings of the bamboo dock are very exquisite, but no one has lived in them for a long time, the pattern carved by the knife is filled with dust, and the weeds are overgrown in all directions, and the cobwebs swing in the wind, and it looks particularly bleak and dilapidated.

Su Zi stood in front of the door, pinched the trick with one hand, and a little red mangs fell on the half-hidden wood door, the door creaked open, and the dust rose in the falling sunlight, and suddenly pounced on his face, choking him lightly coughing a few times.

He raised his hand and waved, swept away the light dust, and stood in the doorway, full of hope in anxiety, but he couldn't help but go in, and only took advantage of the daylight to carefully examine everything in the room.

The furnishings in this room are very simple, just a few bamboo chairs and a bamboo table, which are covered by thick dust and lose their original appearance and brilliance.

Su Zi's eyes flashed, he pursed his dry lips, took a cautious step back, waved lightly with one hand, and a trace of red light rushed into the room, buzzing sound, turning around the room, and then jumping back to his fingertips.

The room was as calm as before, there was nothing unusual, Su Zi bowed slightly, and then slowly paced into the house, his eyes were like electricity, and he carefully turned over every inch of the room, and examined it back and forth three or four times, and every time he turned it again, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and the disappointment in his eyes added a point.

The streamer flew by, the sun brightened up every minute, and finally, Su Zi's eyes were full of haze, the stakes were very high, he looked carefully, but even if he was so careful, he finally found nothing, in this room, except for himself, there was no trace of others coming.

Su Zi couldn't help but feel a little anxious, raised his eyes and looked, the stairs leading to the second floor were in disrepair and had already collapsed, he stood next to the collapsed stairs, looked up at the dark second floor hole, and after a little condensation, he flew up and jumped up.

The second floor was unexpectedly empty, except for the dust, there was nothing, not even half a footprint, and everywhere the eyes could see.

Su Zi squatted down, stretched out his hand and gently wiped it on the ground, his fingertips were stained with a thick layer of dust, and he muttered: "It seems that no one has ever set foot here, isn't it here." ”

He stared for a moment, his eyes froze, and suddenly his sleeves flicked over, and all the dust in the room was lifted, and the dust that melted in the pale white sunlight slowly condensed in one place, condensed into several long gray chains, and swept under the window very quickly.

The sashes on the long windows were completely destroyed, and only the broken window frames remained, and the scorching sunlight gradually fell into the house without hindrance.

The long gray chains staggered slightly under the window, and then they were like a long dragon entering the sea, plunging into the boundless void outside the window, the morning breeze blowing lightly, and the dust scattered all over the sky.

Without the dust accumulated over the years, the dark yellow bamboo floor is exposed in the house, which is very neatly put together, and the mottled lines of the bamboo and wood itself are connected into pieces, like depicting a painting of ink and blue.

Su Zi cruised around again, his eyes flashed, and he landed in the gap of the dark yellow bamboo pavement, he squatted down, and pulled up a long strand of hair in the gap, slender black around his fingers.

The sachet he had hung on his chest all day moved, and suddenly a ray of light lit up, and it was so faint that it was wrapped around his hair.

Su Zi's eyes gradually became cold, like a pool of water in the nine cold days, without waves, but frozen for thousands of miles.

He was the only one in the quiet bamboo dock, and he could hear his breathing from shallow to deep, from calm to messy, and finally heavy and urgent, and he hugged his knees tightly to maintain the last clarity and restrain the heartache that penetrated into the bones.

At this moment, a black shadow swept across the window lattice, and Su Zi suddenly came back to his senses and shouted: "Who is it." The aftermath was still there, and he had already flown away to chase after him.

Su Zi had just chased a few steps, but the bamboo dock behind him overflowed with a few bright sparks, which were inconspicuous at first, but they had the potential to burn the prairie and burn from the bottom to the top in an instant.

The whole bamboo dock seemed to be soaked in oil, crackling sounds, and the firelight frantically licked every bamboo.

Hearing the movement, Su Zi hurriedly turned around, only to see that the fire was facing the wind, burning more and more, reflecting half of the red light, like a sunset full of sky.

He knew that he could no longer be saved, but he still took an irrepressible step closer, and couldn't help but clench the hair in his hand.

With a "boom", the bamboo dock collapsed, stirring up billowing smoke, and the vast firelight reflected his face.

The sound of crackling resounded in the sky, and the fire was extremely vigorous, sweeping through the entire bamboo dock, and even the veins and bamboo outside the bamboo dock were not spared, and they were all burned to ashes in the billowing smoke and skyrocketing fire.

At this time, it was close to noon, the scorching sun and the firelight reflected each other, the scorching heat was unbearable for several miles, and the firelight was swaying, like half the sky like the remnant sun like blood.

Su Zi took a few steps back, and saw that the bamboo dock had turned into ashes, and there was nothing to burn, so he sighed faintly and flew away.

The bamboo dock and the veined bamboo were burned to ruins, and the scorching billowing smoke was filled with all sides, and the breeze rolled up countless charred and black fly ashes, scattered in the hot sunlight. The place was burned to the ground, and all traces were gone.

But from the underground of the ruins, there is a cave, which is the place that Su Zi missed.

The entrance to this underground tunnel seems to be integrated with the ruins, nowhere to be found, climb down a slender iron cable, dozens of feet deep underground, the red mist tumbling endlessly, even the muddy soil and the uneven and mottled stone walls, are flashing with a misty faint red light.

The muddy soil is imprinted with two pairs of footprints, one in front of the other, and they walk into the depths of the road.