The two of them stood above the fruit grove, and with the eyes and consciousness of the monks, they could clearly see their faces and feel the breath on their bodies. So when Fu Yi felt a strange water spiritual power from the young man in black, the first doubt in his heart was solved.

  The black-clothed young man's robe was decorated without any ornamentation, there were no accessories around his waist, and his long black hair was tied high above his head with a black hairband, making his facial features more feminine. He has a pair of eyes as gentle as water, the bridge of his nose and lips, his eyebrows and cheeks, all of which are soft, and there is an extreme gentleness when combined.

  It's just that his expression is impatient, his eyes are gloomy, and his face is dark, so he looks full of yin, like a person who is full of resentment and anger in his heart. Thinking of this, Fu Yi seriously corrected his thoughts, he should not be a human, but a demon beast that looks like a turtle but not a turtle.

  Fu Yi didn't recognize his face, in the previous life, this Xuanwu acted in a high-profile manner, but never showed his true face in front of people, but with her understanding of the aura of the demon ancestor, it can be determined that the one in the sky is absolutely clear.

  If the descendants of the demon ancestor have the intention to hide their aura, others will neither notice that they are demon cultivators, nor will they be able to detect any strange aura, but Zhiming has no intention of hiding it at all, and stands in the sky holding a scepter with a grin, obviously thinking that there are dying people below anyway, and it doesn't matter if they reveal their identities or not.

  Zhiming's attitude towards the Yuanying Consummation beside him made the monks in the fruit forest quite puzzled, but no one dared to speak out, only hoping that the two strange "dragon family" would quarrel, and they would also fight for a chance of survival.

  The Yuan Ying of the Long family was faced-down in public, his expression was a little unpleasant, and there was anger, impatience, and a trace of jealousy hidden in the depths of his eyes when he looked at Zhiming. And Zhiming didn't look at him at all, turning the cyan scepter in his right hand, and his cold eyes swept over everyone below.

  The real person of the imperial boat took the opportunity to step into the sky, suppressed the fear of the scepter in his heart, and tried his best to suppress the tremor in his voice and said: "Long Daoyou, if there is anything that we can't discuss, if we have something to offend, please also ask Daoyou to solve it privately with me." There are innocent juniors down there, so why get involved with them all?"

  The Yuan Ying of the Long Family withdrew his gaze on Zhi Ming's face, and glanced at the real person in the formation, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, but it was more like targeting Zhi Ming beside him. "Hmph, I only complain about your own bad luck, and I don't want to solve it privately. ”

  The other two passengers, Zhenren, also strolled into the sky, hearing this, the three people trapped in the formation were a little puzzled, and the juniors below didn't understand what the Long family meant. Why is it that the elders of the Yuan Infant Stage, who should have made strong decisions, seem to have been coerced by a junior in the middle of Jindan.

  The words of the Yuan Ying of the Long family clearly said that he was willing to accept the "compensation" of the spirit stone in his private heart, and he did not want to make a big deal about it, but his actions were restricted by the middle stage of that Jin Dan, so he could only make the people below consider themselves unlucky.

  The three real people couldn't help but shift their eyes to the young man Jindan, and after a careful sense, they finally noticed that something was wrong.

  "Your Excellency is a descendant of Xuanwu?" Yuzhou's real person looked vigilant, but there were more doubts in his heart.

  Zhi Ming didn't respond to his words, and even the afterglow of his eyes was not rare to him, and at this moment, all his attention was on a little female cultivator in the late stage of foundation building below, and even the mind of waving the scepter to make a quick decision was shifted.

  "Who are you?"

  Zhiming's transmission was like a flood bell that reached the sea of clothes, and he deliberately added a trace of Jindan period coercion, which shocked her to hum.

  "It's your business!"

  Whisking his clothes mobilized the breath of the black fish in the dantian and went back, and when he saw the blood on Zhiming's face disappearing, his heart was a lot more happy.

  The small secret fight between the two did not alarm anyone, but in just a moment, Zhiming had already changed his mind. "I'm leaving, you guys talk slowly. After he finished speaking, his figure disappeared in a flash, and he ran away with the scepter and disappeared, and even a few Yuanying real people could not find out where he was.

  Seeing this, the real person of the Long family was so angry that he said that it was the bastard who wanted to kill people, he even put on a good stance, and the bastard actually said that he would run? When he alone can solve so many people? Forget it, it is better to accept the spirit stone and go back to the family formation as soon as possible to hide, anyway, the bastard will continue to use their family, and he will not leave them alone.

  "Ahem, the junior is stubborn, and he has blocked all the Taoist friends and friends. This is a misunderstanding, it is better to compensate for the loss of the orchard, and everyone will be fine. ”

  The three real people trapped in the formation looked disdainful, and they almost didn't write the four big words "The Long family is shameless" on their faces, and the change of face became too fast. However, everyone completely understood that the Long family was really controlled by a descendant of the Demon Ancestor of the Jindan Period and became a puppet in the hands of others.

  The three real people faintly sensed that this matter was not simple, and if they were curious to ask or get involved, it would inevitably lead to the extermination of the descendants of the demon ancestor, and it was only a serious matter to get out of it now.

  After discussing the amount of compensation for the spirit stone, the real person of the Long family disappeared into the air, and the orchard formation was also unraveled, and the surroundings were silent, without any dangerous aura, as if the experience that had just walked on the edge of life and death was an illusion of everyone.

  Fu Yi silently got on the spirit boat and returned to his cabin, and when the spirit boat was about to start, he suddenly closed the formation and got out of it, turning dust into the air and disappearing silently.

  The power of the stars was available at any time, she could wait and practice the sword, and at this moment, the scepter in Zhiming's hand was more interesting to her. She is eighty or ninety percent sure that Zhiming will not kill her, of course, not because he has no murderous intent, but because he has scruples.

  Fu Yi is not sure how much Zhiming's memory has recovered, but there is indeed a mysterious and faint sense between the descendants of the ten ancestors, which is a connection that existed in the ancient flood period, even if it has been countless generations and countless years, it still exists in the depths of the inheritance memory and will not be forgotten.

  Before getting the order of Yan Xiao, Zhiming would never take the risk of killing her, which was confirmed by his sudden change of mind and departure just now, and it was precisely because of this that Fu Yi dared to chase after his breath.

  Others couldn't detect Zhiming's walking route, but she could sense it clearly, not by the fluctuations of the aura, but by the unique water aura on his body. This breath was mixed with the natural aura of heaven and earth, so thin that it was difficult to find, but for those who were bent on finding his whisk, there would always be traces traceable in the wind.

  She mingles in the wind, as small as a speck of dust, but she can sense everything around her in more detail. Finally, after rising and falling with the wind for half an hour, she finally sensed the breath of Zhiming outside a long-abandoned stargazing tower.