Part 3 The Phantom of Nature

Chapter 1: The Girl Under the Tree

"The lonely tree, with soft silk wrapped around the branches.

The song flows slowly, slowly telling the lovesickness.

The flowers are dancing, and there is a girl standing under the tree!

The girl's mouth is like a flower, and the girl's eyebrows are like green feathers,

The girl's eyes are like autumn water, and she has no intention of showing lovesickness!

Time is gone, and youth is a white horse that has passed by.

Where is my heart, girl under the tree!

Oh, Acacia...... Oh, girl......

Where is your strand of love?"

Lian Xiaoshi hummed softly along with the melody of the "Movement Notes". She works in Douting's "Dao Soul Arsenal", she is twenty-one years old this year, and she experienced unemployment half a year ago, which was a difficult time. Now she has rented a house, has colleagues, eats regularly, goes to the Tower of Elysium in the evenings, and has two boys who have courted her, but she has not yet made up her mind.

"That person hasn't shown up yet!" she told her best friend.

Ning Rouran's singing voice flowed on her body, like a gentle spring breeze - it was really a perfect spell, who would have thought that music would not only cultivate the mood, but also massage every inch of skin?

"The Girl Under the Tree?" a voice came from the side, elegant and gentle, full of magnetism.

Lian Xiaoshi followed the prestige, and two steps away stood a man, in his early thirties, slender and well-proportioned, his charcoal black trench coat was clean and straight, his appearance was not outstanding, and his eyes were impressive—his pupils were dark red and shiny, like burning embers.

"Yes, yes!" Maybe because of the crowding, Lian Xiaoshi was a little out of breath.

"Can I listen to that?" the man asked calmly.

Lian Xiaoshi was stunned for a moment, and quickly calmed down: "Okay!" wrote a "transmission note", and the music passed to the man with the breeze, and the man lowered his eyes and said softly: "Ning Rouran's original song?"

"That's right!" Lian Xiaoshi smiled at him, "I'm her fan." ”

"She's my junior!" the man said casually.

"Oh?" Lian Xiaoshi stared at him in surprise, "You graduated from the Eight Non Academy?"

"I didn't graduate......" "Flying Cloud Ladder" stopped, the man stopped talking, and walked towards the door, Lian Xiaoshi noticed that he was carrying a heavy book in his left hand, and the cover of the wolf whale skin was written with the gilded title - "The Study of the Fire Dragon".

"Are you going to the Dao Soul Arsenal?" Lian Xiaoshi followed out and said to the man curiously.

"Yes!" the man glanced at her, "what about you?"

"Me?" Lian Xiaoshi smiled, "I'm the guard of the arsenal. ”

"Really?" The man's casual attitude made Lian Xiaoshi a little angry, and the two approached the "Truth Day Gate" side by side, with a palm mark on the silver-white doorpost.

The man pressed his hand on the mark, and the psychic mirror on the left jumped out of his avatar, and a line of handwriting flashed underneath: "Feng Shaoyu, male, thirty-one years old, Vermilion Bird Dao species, inaugural department: Dao Soul Arsenal, position, warehouse guard......"

"Are you a new colleague?" Lian Xiaoshi looked at Feng Shaoyu in surprise, "Which warehouse are you in?"

"B64!" replied the man as he passed through the Sun Gate. Lian Xiaoshi looked at his back and his eyes widened: "What are you kidding? There is no B64 here." ”

"Yes, then ......" Feng Shaoyu's words were interrupted by the sound of an alarm.

"You brought a living creature with you?" the armor soldier guarding the door walked up and stared at him with a wary expression.

"No," Feng Shaoyu replied, "except for myself." ”

"Less nonsense," Armor said, gesturing to the large book in his hand, "What's that?"

"A book!" Feng Shaoyu replied, Jia Shi pulled out the brush, and said with a tiger face: "Give it to me!"

Feng Shaoyu stared at the tip of his pen and slowly handed the book over. The armor glanced at him, lowered his head and opened the book, and for a moment he was stunned—the pages were densely covered with strange fiery red characters, as if countless small snakes were coiled and curled, every word was writhing, every word was burning.

"Long Wen ......," the armor soldier shouted, and the two strange words jumped up and swooped into his eyes.

The soldier threw away the book, covered his eyes, and screamed, flames gushing out of his mouth, nose, and ears, burning through his flesh and skin, turning him into a wailing and beating fireball.

The book fell in front of Lian Xiaoshi's feet, and the female guard opened her mouth, watching the book brush open on its own, and hundreds of pages broke free from the book. Each one was covered in runes, and the furious Harpys stormed the "Truth Day Gate", sticking to the walls of the door, covering the faces of the guards, and wrapping around their bodies. The dragon text on the paper is grouped and lined, entangled and twisted, hot and shining.

"The sky is shaking!" A clear and cold spell came, and Lian Xiaoshi looked at Feng Shaoyu, unable to believe that the spell came from his mouth. This is the "Xihe Explosion Talisman", Ziwei's most terrifying explosion talisman.

Lian Xiaoshi pulled out the talisman pen, and the explosion was already sounding, as if hundreds of dragons roared in unison. The female guard's ear drum was torn and painful, her body flew up, and the temperature around her rose sharply.

Bang, she fell to the ground, but she felt no pain, couldn't hear anything, her ears were warm with fluid, and her chest and lungs were filled with pungent smoke. She was nauseous and wanted to vomit, but she couldn't vomit anything, she looked up and saw Feng Shaoyu at first sight. The man's appearance was changing, his facial features were extremely handsome, and his expression was extremely cold.

"Shadow Demon!" Lian Xiaoshi lay on the ground weakly, feeling like a fool.

The pages are endless, and the hula is like a hurricane of flames, passing through the broken doorway wall, and constantly moving forward. They stick to where they can reach, destroying obstacles that can be destroyed, and the explosions are cascading and endless, like huge scorching drill bits, drilling layer by layer into the depths of the "Dao Soul Arsenal".

Yan Ying followed behind the page, like the shadow of death, and the corpses were everywhere. The wounded struggled to his feet, crying and waving his pen at him, but it was all in vain, and the spell came to him, and all disappeared and was null and void. With each stroke of the Shadow Fiend's pen, several corpses are left behind.

At the end of the arsenal, he stopped, the opposite wall crumbling, revealing a narrow golden-blue door. The door leaf was smooth and flat, carved with pure cyan runes.

"B64?" Yan Ying looked at the door number and whispered, "Who said no?"

The sirens went off incessantly, and the buzzing sound came from far and near, like countless locusts flapping their wings...... The guards of the Dou Ting poured out of their nests and were desperately rushing towards this side.

Yan Ying reached into the "Qiankun bag" and took out a sapphire bottle, which was slightly higher than the inkwell half an inch, and there was turbid white gas gushing inside.

The demon unscrewed the cap of the bottle and chirped, and the white gas gushed outward, condensing into countless men, women, birds and beasts.

"Stop the guards!" Yan Ying coldly ordered, and the ghost turned into wisps of white smoke and rushed towards the entrance of the arsenal screaming. They blocked the way of the guards, entangled their hands and feet, burrowed into their orifices, made a mess, and then burst out from somewhere else, turning from white to red, turning into a miserable mist of blood.

The screams rang out incessantly, and the ghosts rolled and rolled forward, and the white clouds turned a pleasant pink...... The surviving guards retreated and counterattacked, and the first Charm was condensed, bound, and defeated, but more Charm rushed out of the bottle, one after another, endlessly, as if the entire Kingdom of Charm was packed into this small gem bottle.

Yan Ying put down the bottle and reached out to touch the door, sparks flashed from his fingertips, and an invisible force blocked him out.

"Dark lock?" he muttered to himself, felt out a soft, shiny ball, threw it out casually, snapped and stuck to the door, squeaked and grew many slender tentacles, sticking to the runes on the door, like blood-sucking insects, it continued to suck away the vitality in the words, and after a while, the crystal ball was pure green and shiny, but the runes lost their luster.

"Flow!" Yan Ying's brush fingered, and the crystal ball of slime flowed everywhere, turning into a blue and shining psychic mirror.

"Heavenly Leak!" The shadow demon pointed to the spiritual eye, and a virtual disc emerged from the mirror, with nine layers inside and outside, full of characters. This is a "secret lock of heaven", which cannot be touched or seen, and it can only be revealed through the psychic mirror.

Dozens of spells spat out of the Shadow Demon's mouth, injecting them into the mirror along the tip of the pen, and the dark lock turned wildly, and in just a few seconds, the characters on the disc produced hundreds of millions of combinations. With a click, the lock came to a halt, and a slender slit cracked in the center of the door. The crack expanded rapidly, and there was a sound of rustling inside, as if something was stirring wildly.

The Shadow Demon let out a breath and strode inside, a series of terrible cries coming from the door, followed by an eerie silence.

The arsenal fell silent, and the fighting and screaming in the distance became sporadic and scattered, and the ghosts had the upper hand, and the guards who arrived were killed and wounded.

After two minutes, Yan Ying slowly walked out of the secret room, his face was tired, he waved the brush, and a violent explosion came from behind him. He was silent for a moment, picked up the bottle, and chanted the incantation, and the blood-red mist surged back from a distance, chattering into the mouth of the bottle, as if endless, and it took more than three minutes for it all to disappear.

The Shadow Fiend tightened the cap and stepped on the corpse towards the entrance, the embers of the explosion still burning, a heartbreaking sight.

Boom, a flash of fire flew and hit him in the chest, blasting a large hole. But there was no bloodshed, Yan Ying turned her face and looked coldly at Lian Xiaoshi on the ground.

"Doppelganger?" The female guard ** desperately, turned her head and tried her best to look, and another "Yan Ying" stood behind her. In an instant, Lian Xiaoshi regained his hearing, and a familiar melody sounded in his ears-

“...... The lonely natural tree, the soft silk is entwined with the horizontal branches!

The wind blows gently, and the time passes quietly!

Meteors are as dashing as rain, and there is a girl standing under the tree!

A girl's face is like a petal, and a girl's eyes are like a star,

The girl's singing voice is like a dream, and her sentences are full of lovesickness!

The sad scene is no more, love is an ethereal floating cloud!

Where are my people?

Oh, girl, oh, lovesickness!

A strand of your love is wrapped in my heart,

So you're here, the girl under the tree......"

"Ning Rouran! Ning Rouran......" Fang Fei was quickly deafened by the overwhelming roar, he rubbed his head, and looked at the crazy audience in disgust. People roared, trembled, waved their fists, and cried out the names of the female singers with tears in their eyes.

Towards the end of the concert, the Tower of Elysium began its second metamorphosis. The first metamorphosis was three hours ago, when the two pyramids crumbled, and the fragments were reassembled into a giant "lotus flower" that shone brightly.

The "Lotus Flower" blooms under the night sky, the "Petals" are crowded with audiences, and the "Flower Heart" is the stage for singing. The instruments on the stage are huge: flutes played by two people, horns played by six people, violin played by eight people, big drums played by nine people, organs with hundreds of keys, which need to be played by dozens of people, and those pesky bell demons, round and shiny, with transparent wings, who are under the command of the musicians, and hundreds of parrots, which are in charge of the harmony, circling and flying around the stage, constantly changing and flying formations.

The accompaniment is huge, but there is only one singer. Canglong beauty Ning Rouran is a hot superstar in Ziweili, she is young as Fang Fei imagined, the feather coat on her body is ever-changing, and her vocal range is extremely wide, every time she sings a high note, it makes the boy numb.

"The Girl Under the Tree" is her famous song and the finale of the concert. The natural sound of the female singer pushed the concert to **, and the "Lotus" began to disintegrate, and the fragments flew around carrying the crowd, reassembled and turned back into a golden "hourglass".

"Dragonfinch, what are you doing in a daze?" the girl in the ice butterfly mask flew past him, "it's over, go pick up the garbage." ”

"Dragon Sparrow?" Fang Fei returned to reality, yes, he is now codenamed "Dragon Sparrow", his identity is the waiter of the Elysium Tower, he has been here for two months, in addition to eating and sleeping, he is transporting drinks, food and all kinds of garbage day and night.

The mask clings to the skin, as if it grows on the face, and is bumpy to the touch, covered with scaly feathers. Fang Fei had never seen a real dragon sparrow, just looking at the mask, he also knew that it was a ruthless character in the bird demon - a snake-necked dragon head, an eagle body and a phoenix tail, and a sharp beak with jagged teeth.

This mask was given to him by King Kitano himself, and the old cripple sitting on the flying chair said: "Canglong Fang Fei, in the future, your code name will be 'Dragon Sparrow'." ”

"Can you change it?" Fang Fei didn't like the dragon sparrow's hideous appearance.

"Instead of changing the mask, it's better to change the person. ”

"In case you scare customers......" Fang Fei struggled to find an excuse.

"They deserve it," King Kitano said coldly, "Don't come if you're afraid!"

"Why did I want to come here?" Fang Fei rubbed his mask, feeling remorse in his heart, "I knew that this was the case, I should have followed Jian Zhen to move the Yuan Fetus." ”

The reason why he came here has to start from the end of last school year. At that time, he wrote a paper sword biography to Yan Mei, but the stone sank into the sea without any response. Two days later, Di Jiang angrily broke into the dormitory and announced loudly, "Before tomorrow, you must leave the palace." ”

The "you" here include Fang Fei and Jian Zhen, and Lu Pin has already returned to his hometown happily.

"Will it be okay in two more days?" Fang Fei begged bitterly, "I'll wait for a reply." He looked forward to Yan Mei falling from the sky and taking him to the mountains and rivers, eat and live.

"Don't come to this set," the Circle Master is official, "this is a school palace, not a hotel." ”

"Jian Zhen, what should we do?" ......" Fang Fei looked at the big man in surprise, "Why are you crying?"

"Mom and Dad are here. Jian Zhen held the paper sword that he had just received, "They asked me to go to the Cangkong A Factory to move the Yuan Fetus. ”

"Isn't that bad?"

"What a fart!" Jane really snarled, "I'm the winner of the Kuixing Award, they don't reward me, forget it, and let me go to work as a coolie! ”

"You still have work to do," Fang Fei said stupidly, "I'm going to sleep on the street soon." ”

"If you don't dislike it, you can also move the yuantire. The big man snorted and shook the letterhead, "That's what my dad wrote." ”

"That's too unproductive," Di Jiang interjected, "I heard that the Tower of Paradise is recruiting waiters." ”

"Really?" the big man looked at the Rounddoer's eyes lit up, "I'm going to apply for ......"

"I'm talking to Fang Fei," Di Jiang rudely pushed him away, "The waiters of the Elysium Tower don't recruit armor soldiers. ”

"This is discrimination," Jane really went crazy with anger, "what happened to the armorer?"

"This position has to be recommended," Di Jiang said as he floated out the door, "They don't accept strangers." ”

"I'll just say it, where is such a good thing?" Jian Zhen hooked Fang Fei's neck, "Let's go move the Yuan Fetus!"

"I forgot to say. The old monster emerged from the door frame, "I went to Qifeng Tower just now, and Tiansu hasn't left yet." ”

"So what?" shouted Jane, "he's decided, come with me...... Uh, Fang Fei, what do you want to do? Come back to me, unrighteous guy, you can't leave me alone. Oh, I don't want to move the baby alone......"

"Dragon Sparrow!" the ice butterfly bird swept past Fang Fei again, "You want to deduct your salary, don't you? Don't forget, your salary is mine." ”

"Got it. Fang Fei looked at the back of the ice butterfly bird, recalling the conversation he had with Tiansu that day-

"Yes," the iceberg girl cherished the word like gold, "but there is one condition." ”

"What conditions?" Fang Fei asked with a sad face.

"Your salary is mine!"

"What?" Fang Fei jumped up, "This is blackmail." ”

"Blackmail? Hmph, have you forgotten? In order to save your legs, King Kitano withheld my salary for one year. ”

"You killed Mawson and got a reward, right?"

"Those are two different things," Tian Su rolled his eyes, "I would have gotten more money without you." ”

"Uh!" Fang Fei's head was sweating, "But ......"

"It's nothing," the iceberg girl's voice was like a cold wind for three or nine days, "you can not go." ”

"But I don't have any money, how can I eat?" Fang Fei said weakly.

"The Tower of Elysium is a bunch of food, but you can't use a ruler. ”

"Why?"

"Waiters have to hide their identities, and if you use shakuki, customers will know who you are, which will affect your work and cause unnecessary trouble. ”

"So how do I fly?"

"Rent a little yellow sword. ”

"I don't have any money. ”

"I'll lend it to you," Tiansu looked at the sky, "but you'll have to pay it back." ”

"Double?" Fang Fei instinctively fell into the other party's trap.

"So you have to serve well and earn more tips from customers," Tiansu paused, "Okay, are you going or not?"

"I'm ......" Fang Fei wanted to cry without tears, "I'll go." ”

"Damn little yellow sword. Fang Fei looked at the dim sword light under his feet, this sword was so difficult to use, what made people wonder was that Tiansu actually used it to fly for a year, and he got a full score in the "Feathering" exam.

As soon as he thought of Tiansu's attitude, he felt the anger of detachment, and he didn't get a penny of salary for his first job in his life. The Iceberg Girl was simply jealous that he had passed the Four Gods Pass, so she took the opportunity to take revenge and kill him. The so-called package eats all the leftover food of the customer, and the so-called package eats the utility room of the underground kitchen, and the roommate is a group of parrots, and the terrible smell of bird poop can make people have nightmares. Every night, he would rather sit in the square and look at the stars than go back to the Tower of Bliss to sleep.

Ning Rouran left on a curtain call, and the audience began to disperse. Fang Fei flew to the audience with a garbage bag, put the garbage everywhere into his pocket with a "carrying charm", and just put away a wine bottle, he suddenly heard the shouting and shouting, and when he swept his eyes, more than a dozen drunken fans rushed towards him.

The Elysium Tower Dragons and Snakes are mixed, and many scoundrels specialize in playing tricks on the waiters for fun. The waiter is confined to the regulations and cannot fight back, so he can only get rid of the other party by flying skills, and sometimes in order to send a drink, he needs to go through many interceptions, and if he is not careful, the drink will disappear, and the person will also suffer a big loss.

The boss, King Kitano, is a miser, and when he encounters this kind of loss, the waiter pays out of his own pocket. When he first came, Fang Fei did not suffer less, compared to the students on the Five Elements Tree, the scoundrel of the Paradise Tower was even more amazing. In the first few days, he had to throw away seven or eight bottles of wine and more than ten plates of food every night, deduct a lot of salary, and endure the ridicule of Tiansu and the scolding of King Kitano. Of the more than 20 people who came to apply for the job, he was the only one left after the probationary period, not because Fang Fei was hard-working, but because he had nowhere to go.

"Those who resign are waste, and those who stay are fools," when he was officially hired, King Kitano summed up in a weird manner, "Anyway, it's better to be a fool than to be a waste." ”

"Old bastard!" Thinking of the King of the North Field, Fang Fei was furious, eager to smash his Xuanwu mask. But he had to admit that after more than two months of training, his flying skills had improved by leaps and bounds, and he could handle the worst situation with the worst flying sword. He can come and go as he pleases in any small space, and he can find a way to pass through any narrow gap.

In the face of the rushing fans, Fang Fei was very familiar with it, dividing them into several groups from east to west, and then slowing down, pretending that there was no way out, and when they were happily surrounded, he suddenly jumped upwards and drilled through the crowd by a fraction of a second. The drunks couldn't restrain themselves, they collided with each other, staggered like bowling, and most of the wine was sober, scolding and scuffling each other, and making a lot of trouble.

Fang Fei rose to a high place and was handy. He turned around and continued to clean up the venue, his eyes swept over the crowd of exiters, and suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning, and Ke Ke looked at a plain white figure.

Yan Mei? That's Yan Mei! Even though he only saw the silhouette, Fang Fei was also very sure. The flying sword under the girl's feet is red and thin, which is the unique color of "Danli Sword", there are thousands of red flying swords in the world, but none of them have such a look.

He was so excited that he shouted "Yan Mei" and leaned over to rush to the tower gate. The girl seemed to hear it, turned around and looked over, and when she saw her face, Fang Fei's heartbeat doubled. It's true, that's Yan Mei, she is still so beautiful, her smart eyes searched around, her gaze swept over Fang Fei, and she kept moving away.

"She doesn't recognize me?" Fang Fei's heart was cold, and he immediately came to his senses, "I'm wearing a mask!" Suddenly the silver light flashed, and the ice butterfly bird blocked the way: "Dragon Sparrow, where are you going?"

"Help me get it," Fang Fei stuffed the garbage bag to the girl: "I'll come when I go!"

"Hey, you dare to ......" The ice butterfly bird was about to scold, Fang Fei hurriedly bypassed her, fixed his eyes, his heart sank, Yan Mei didn't know where to go, the crowd rubbed shoulders one after another, and the aircraft were full of colors, forming a colorful stream flowing outward.

He rushed out of the tower gate, and the square was in chaos, and the fans rushed to their own places, like fireflies on a summer night. Fang Fei couldn't help but take off his mask and flew around the square, but he didn't find the girl's shadow. He became agitated, landed on a roof, replaced the little yellow sword with a ruler wood, and with a stroke of his pen, he changed the waiter's uniform back into a jacket and trousers, and made up his mind that if he couldn't find Yan Mei, he wouldn't go back.

The house beneath his feet shone with orange light, and the laughter and laughter were intermittent, like soft feathers teasing his heart, but instead of bringing comfort, it made him more uncomfortable. Fang Fei came from a foreign land, had no relatives and no reason, and was out of step with this world, the hustle and bustle of the Elysium Tower made him forget the reality, once he left there, it was like a reef after the ebb tide, and all that was left was endless loneliness.

There was a hint of something strange from behind, as if someone was secretly peeping. His heart jumped, and he turned his face to look, but there was no figure behind him.

"Who?" Fang Fei subconsciously clenched the pen. But no one responded, and the feeling of being watched was even stronger. After the First Battle of Longtan, his perception of the Yuan Shen went further, and the sense of the Yuan Shen became more and more keen, and this feeling was called Shen Zhi in the Taoist book, which is the abbreviation of the Three Gods and Seven Senses. Compared with the materialized vitality, the divine consciousness can better reflect the spiritual attributes of the original spirit, and can feel the subtle changes of time and space, such as the distance, size, speed and slowness...... Now his eyes can't see anything, but the original spirit can sense that something is approaching, and the other party is not good, with strong hostility.

"Spark Flame!" He sent out a "fire charm", and the fireball burst, illuminating a radius of ten meters, followed by a whoosh, the fireball disappeared without a trace, as if it had been sucked in by something.

Fang Fei's heart sank, he turned around and walked quickly, it seemed to be to the left, but suddenly accelerated to the right, and with a snort, a runic light swept past his left, hitting the roof tiles, and green light burst out.

The other party wanted to stun Fang Fei, but the boy didn't want to, jumped on the ruler wood, jumped forward with a bang, looked back during the flight, and still didn't see anyone, suddenly, he had a thought, and he didn't feel that his scalp exploded, and cold sweat oozed from his back.

"Stealth technique!" Fang Fei blurted out.

"Invisibility" is one of the deepest spells in Ziwei, it is not a universal spell, and learning it requires special talents. Fang Fei had read the record of the "Stealth Technique" in the Tianyuan Pavilion, but how to deal with the invisible, there was no mention of it in that book.

He was like a man, the sword path was twisted and turned, the direction changed at high speed, the buildings on both sides flashed, and many rune lights flew in front of him, forming a brilliant ribbon of light, connecting the Milky Way in the sky far away.

Although he could not see the enemy, he could feel the wind behind him, and the flight of the invisible person brought a stream of air, like cold teeth gnawing at bare skin. Fang Fei collapsed for a while, and the high-speed and changing flight was hollowing out his vitality.

The water vapor is surging in the face, the "Xinyuan Canal" is in front of it, the water surface is calm and waveless, and the ichthyosaurs at the bottom of the canal emit charming fluorescence.

Fang Fei suddenly had an idea, holding down the ruler wood and swooping down, but in the surprised gaze of the passers-by, he rushed through the dense layers of rune lamps and plunged headlong into the glittering canal. The water monster in the ditch panicked and boldly stopped in the distance, watching the boy sink to the bottom.

"Divide the river and open up the sea!" Fang Fei wrote out the "water amulet", the flowing water parted, the air surged, he breathed a sigh of relief, twisted his waist, facing upward, his right hand clenched the pen holder, and his eyes stared at the water.

There was no sound, and there were subtle fluctuations in the surface of the water, which could not be perceived at all without divine sense. Immediately after, a huge blister appeared out of thin air, with a head and a face, hands and feet...... This is a human-shaped blister, and it is also the invisible man himself, he never dreamed that Fang Fei did not escape, but lurked underwater, and the situation of the two was reversed - the prey was hiding in the dark, but the hunter came to the light.

"Water condenses and snow is strong!" Fang Fei's pen tip was sent, and the rune light illuminated the canal water, and the "water bubble" shook slightly, and the surroundings began to freeze rapidly.

The "Ice Talisman" freezes the enemy. Fang Fei didn't have time to be happy, a little green light lit up in the blister, and violent power surged towards him.

The boy floated back and wrote a "golden shield talisman", and the golden shield jumped out of the tip of the pen.

Snort, the light shield flickered, and a sharp pain came from Fang Fei's chest, he looked down, and the dragon spider feather cloak turned back into chaotic white gas, and the warm liquid gushed out, turning into red flowers blooming in front of his eyes. Fang Fei intuitively felt that he was being split in half, and the other party's charm was unrelenting, as if it was holding a shark in his chest, pushing him back vigorously.

Boom, the ice around the "blister" is shattering, and the invisible is breaking through the ice.

Fang Fei gritted his teeth and rushed out of the water in one breath, the air poured into his chest, and his left chest hissed outwards with blood bubbles. He lost his strength and fell headlong on the bank of the canal, nearly breaking his knee.

There was a bang, the water splashed, and the invisible man rushed out. Fang Fei put away the ruler wood and ran forward covering his wounds. After running for about 20 steps, I suddenly saw a small building, and the warm light leaked out of the window. He rushed up and banged on the door, shouting hoarsely: "Help......"

The window swayed, and someone peeked out. Fang Fei raised his head and shouted: "Help......" The figure disappeared, and the curtains were closed with a bang.

The human affection was weak, Fang Fei was desperate, he turned around to face the way he came, and the moonlight smeared a layer of hoarfrost on the road. Suddenly, two rows of wet footprints appeared on the road, walking towards him step by step.

Fang Fei swallowed his saliva and asked astringently, "Who are you?" The other party was silent, and a miserable green runic light lit up in the void. Fang Fei shook the brush, the tip of the pen was silent, and no vitality flowed out. He closed his eyes, only to feel that he was extremely guilty, and he was dying, and he didn't even know who the murderer was.

"Woo ......" There was a bird's cry in the sky, loud, high, and it made people's souls throb.

Fang Fei opened his eyes, and suddenly saw the green light in front of him jump up, turning into a miserable green flame, one into two, two into four...... Forming a group of bosses, chirping ghosts and screaming, rushing into the sky in a swarm.

Bang, the green flame crashed into a golden-red fire.

"Wow!" the bird's call sounded again, and the red fire skyrocketed tenfold, sweeping through the sky, more and more, brighter and brighter, constantly rolling the green fire into it, and the green fire chirped sadly, and soon disappeared into the golden-red fireball.

The wind was blowing head-on, and the invisible thing rushed towards Fang Fei. The boy tried to dodge, but he was exhausted, he felt the invisible man close at hand, and he could imagine the sharp nails of the other.

A rapid flapping of wings sounded overhead, the red light in front of him was dazzling, and the golden-red fireball fell on the top of Fang Fei's head, the fire was very wide, but it was not scorching, bypassing the boy, rushing outward, and soon forming a circle of fire around him. Fang Fei couldn't help but look at the fireball, and through the churning flames, he could vaguely see the shadow of a big bird.

The red fire licked, winded, and tumbled forward, and the miserable green light flickered incessantly, and the cold power was like the breath of a viper, and the flames were extinguished, revealing golden claws and hairy feathers, and in a flash, the flames rushed forward—the invisible man tried to get rid of the "Firebird", but he couldn't, and the "Firebird" did not leave an inch, and entangled him to death.

"The stealth technique has failed?" Fang Fei's eyes widened, full of doubts, "Can the owner of this fire see the stealth?"

Flames flew everywhere, igniting flowers and plants, the building behind Fang Fei also fell into flames, a pair of men and women rushed out screaming, the age was not clear in the dark, the man suddenly stumbled, the upper body fell backwards, the lower body rushed forward, the woman held the corpse and cried, only to cry twice, the skull rolled to the ground, the headless corpse was there, it looked like a sculpture.

Boom, the burning house rose from the ground, and smashed fiercely at the firebird, but before it could get close, it suddenly shattered its bones, and the wreckage rained like fire, and the boy wanted to dodge, but he was powerless.

Suddenly, a clear whistle was heard, and the plain white figure flew down, setting off a fierce wind and sweeping away the fire and rain in the sky.

The alternating swaying of red fire and white shadows is a familiar sight. Fang Fei tried to remember, but his brain was like a rusted motor, there was an extra hole in his body, and life was passing quickly.

"Little naked worm!" someone shouted, and the boy looked up, and out of the flames came a girl, with a snow-white dress, long black hair, and a beautiful face glowing brightly.

"Yan Mei ......" Fang Fei said weakly, unable to tell whether this was a dream or reality.

The girl stretched out her right hand, and the red fire fell on the palm of her hand, turning into a big bird, with her head held high, full of pride, and the feathers on her body were as bright as gold, and even the pupils were deep dark gold.

"Don't die, Fang Fei......" The girl's voice was like nothing, as if she was from another world.

"Yan Mei ......" Fang Fei's eyes darkened, and he finally lost consciousness.

The noise was inaudible, and the tunnel ahead was dim and long. Something had crawled over the walls of the cave, leaving a slimy liquid and a yellow glow in the darkness.

Han Jue stretched out his index finger, dipped some mucus, and sniffed it close to his nostrils.

"There are snakes. He immediately understood who the owner of the slime was.

The black snake will turn everything into nothing, Han Jue felt a deep headache and almost wanted to turn around and go back. According to the rules, when encountering such a major clue, he should report it immediately, but without solid evidence, Wu Shi will never stir up a teacher.

"Damn!" Han Jue felt distraught at the thought of the "Dark Star's" horse face.

Three years ago, he graduated from the Eight Non Academy Palace and entered the White Tiger Hall as a tiger detective. Han Jue had no relatives and no reason in the Dou Ting, and he had no advantages at all, but in just three years, he stood out and became the most efficient tiger scout in the White Tiger Hall. He is a genius at tracking, always finding the whereabouts of criminals in the clues, and then relentlessly and sleeplessly tracking them. From this point of view, he is a typical Xuanwu man, stubborn and tenacious, with superhuman endurance.

Han Jue took out the psychic mirror, thought about it, and put it away again. If the other party has a "psychic judge" like Shadow Demon, they can easily find a psychic within a radius of hundreds of miles.

At this point, the young tiger detective can already conclude that the case is related to the demons. His parents were killed in the last war, and as war orphans, Han Jue hated the demons to the core. This time, I found this place because of a demon. That guy would rather die than give in, but fortunately, the person is dead and the thing is still there, and Han Jue found the mark of "Yaksha Pawnshop" in his Qiankun bag.

The imprint is on the inside of the bag, which is small and blurry, and it is not easy to notice. It's not news that the Yaksha and the demons collude, but the Yaksha is protected by the Zarhu of the Tao and the Demons, and they cannot be arrested without ironclad evidence.

Han Jue lurked in the Youkai Market for two months, until tonight, and finally found this place with Yaksha.

The dark cyan figure of the Yaksha swayed in front, his steps were large and heavy, and he was carrying a large Qiankun bag in his hand, which squirmed slightly, emitting the breath of life. Han is determined to be like a knife, and if he is not mistaken, Yaksha is busy trafficking in human beings.

Forks in the road keep popping up, and it's a vast labyrinth. Han Jue carefully made secret notes at each fork, the first priority of tracking is not to get lost, as a tiger detective, he must ensure the route of retreat, and only by leaving alive can he transmit valuable information.

Yaksha stopped and made a cooing sound. This is the fox language, the lingua franca of the demon clan.

After screaming for a while, Yaksha put down the bag and silently turned and retreated. It passed by Han Jue in a daze, and didn't notice anything unusual.

The Qiankun bag is still wriggling, cruelly testing the patience of the tiger detective. Just when he couldn't hold it back, the Qiankun bag floated up and slowly flew forward, Han Jue's eyes widened, but he didn't see a figure.

"Stealth technique?" Han was determined to shake his head, if the enemy could become invisible, the risk would increase tenfold.

The Qiankun bag disappeared at the end of the tunnel, he didn't have time to think about it, he stepped forward and followed, Han Jue closed his breath, his pulse was reduced to a minimum, and his heart beat every fifty seconds, only using his vitality to maintain his vitality.

Turning a fork, Han Jue stopped. The strong rancid stench rushed to the nose, and the ground was a mess full of human bodies, with no end in sight, the complexion was cold and white, there was no breath at all, most of the bodies were rotten, and the maggots were rolling happily in pus and blood.

Han Jue was about to throw up, he had seen countless tragedies, and it was the first time he had seen so many corpses. No, to be precise, it's not a corpse, but a metamorphosis that has lost the primordial god - no wonder the number of missing people in Yujing has risen rapidly in the past year.

Imagining so many metamorphoses rushing out of the ground, Han Jue shuddered. The shadow of the Qiankun bag swayed in front of him, and he froze, carefully avoiding the molting body, and his expression was serene when he was dormant, and at first glance, it looked like countless melting wax figures.

The further he went, the more he shed and the more he was determined, and Han was terrified, suspecting that he had fallen into a trap. Just as he was hesitating to withdraw, he suddenly heard a small conversation, staggering, like a rat lizard crawling quickly.

No, not the language of people. Han Jue stepped forward in a corner, and when he saw a faint green light, the voice of the conversation became clear, his tone was sharp and rapid, and his tone was sometimes angry and sometimes complacent.

There were two interlocutors, all of whom spoke in fox language, and Han decided to use his strength to keep up with their speech. Listening to it, his blood clotted and he couldn't believe his ears. He knew who was talking and what the conspiracy was planning. The conspiracy was so shocking that the Tiger Detective trembled, hoping that everything would be a nightmare - the case of the disappearance of the child was nothing compared to the words he heard.

Han Jue restrained his mood and decided to leave here and bring the news back to Dou Ting. He retreats cautiously, he knows who his opponent is, and any mistake will be devastating.

Suddenly he froze, stepped on his heel on something soft, cold, and looked down at a human hand buried in the sand.

The conversation stopped abruptly, and a voice exploded with thunder: "Oh, there's a thief!

Han Jue jumped on the flying sword and surged forward, but the world below was boiling. All the metamorphoses opened their eyes, and Bai Huahua's body jumped upward, slapping at the young tiger scout like a monstrous wave.

Han Jue dodged left and right, a strong rancid stench permeating his side, and his claws and teeth were surprisingly close. The Tiger Scout weaves through the jungle, digging through narrow crevices and throwing the undulating waves of people behind.

Suddenly, he stopped the flying sword and stared ahead, the tunnel he came in disappeared, and a stone wall blocked the way, and the wall was uneven and uneven, and a cold and mean human face appeared, his eyes rolled slightly, and a strange smile appeared.

"Don't worry," announced Face, "the banquet has just begun. ”

The soles of their feet hit the ground, making a muffled sound, and the molts in front of them ran wildly, and the lagging ones were impatient, and they jumped onto the rocks of the tunnel, turning into pale geckos, with flexible hands and feet, and crawling forward with the rocks. The narrow caverns are filled with rotting flesh and are everywhere from top to bottom.

Han Jue was covered in cold sweat, and his internal organs were squeezed together. He scanned the surroundings and saw several openings, the rocks growing inward as if alive, and the openings were rapidly closing.

The tiger scout rushed to the entrance of a hole, and the faces on the wall let out a subdued laugh: "You really chose this?"

The cave was a long and narrow tunnel, Han Jue flew for a while, and suddenly fell into a predicament again, and five forks appeared in front of him, all of which were dark and endless, making people unable to choose.

Tuk-tuk, rustling, the sound is getting closer and closer, and it is coming quickly. Han Jue couldn't think about it, so he picked a hole and flew hundreds of meters, and the fork in the road appeared again, this time there were seven holes. The drumming behind him kept ringing, and the will of the master was like a poisonous whip to drive away the descent, unable to succeed for a moment, and not stopping for a moment.

Han Jue kept picking paths and discovering forks in the road...... The voice of the human face came from behind him: "You can't escape, you can't escape......" echoes reverberated in the cavern, like a red-hot hammer beating nerves. Tiger Detective sweated like rain, his head was dizzy, and despair struck - he couldn't get out, he would die here.

The fishy smell rushed towards him, Han Jue raised his eyes, and his intuition sent chills down his spine, thousands of black snakes were entangled, wriggling and moving, as if turning forward, like the incarnation of a demon, covered with dim demon eyes, and where he passed, large rocks disappeared. They are hollowing out the underground of Yujing, and in the event of a war, the demons will break through the ground from anywhere.

"Gotta get the word out. The Tiger Scout struggled to calm down, and soon heard the faint sound of water.

"Water?" Han Jue followed the sound and soon found a cave, because the terrain was low, there was a small pool of water in the cave.

Han Jue landed on the shore and looked at the pool, and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was living water, and it was also part of the underground water vein.

He stretched out his left index finger, waved the pen to write down the charm, recited it gently, raised the charm pen and waved, click, the index finger was broken at the root, flipped into the water, splashed. Immediately after, the severed finger twisted, turned into a small flesh-red fish, and dived to the bottom with its fin waging and tail.

Tuk-tuk, rustling, and a strong rancid stench wafted into the cave. Han Jue turned his head and tore open his feather coat, the skin on his chest was tattooed with pale ink-colored runes, and the handwriting had no head or tail, forming a circle.

Han Jie's lips moved, the word ring brightened, and every rune was emitting firelight, entering the depths of his body, igniting the three gods and seven senses, and the tiger detective was shining all over, like an electrified lamp.

Countless heads appeared at the entrance of the cave, like African army ants rushing in.

"Soul Explosion!" Han Jue spat out the words, his body shattered piece by piece, the strong light surged outward, the darkness retreated, and countless metamorphoses disappeared like light smoke, and together with Han Jue's body, they turned into untouchable motes.

The light continued to flow, engulfing the living corpses that came all the way, and also turning the black snake that heard the wind into nothing - this was the supreme sacrifice, Han Jue completely wiped out himself, and turned the Yuan Shen into an incomparably powerful **.

The explosion lasted a full five seconds, and the light struggled twice before it was completely extinguished, and the cavern fell silent, once again plunged into absolute darkness......

"Woo......" Fang Fei woke up from a deep coma, from head to toe it seemed to be full of lead, and his left chest was no longer painful, but there was a strange itch.

"Are you awake?" A familiar voice came, Fang Fei opened his eyes, and saw a plain place. He lay in an oval room, full of rain-swept azure, like freshly baked porcelain, and the wall on the left was completely transparent, with undulating mountains outside, and flowers flying over the long dark purple forest chasing flocks of birds.

Yan Mei sat on the edge of the bed reading a book, her plain white feather coat was embellished with a touch of gold edge, her black hair was tied into a playful ponytail with a hollow white jade hairpin, and there was no extra decoration, bright and clean, and she was vibrant.

The pure golden bird stood on a round table, his posture elegant and calm, if he stopped moving, Fang Fei must have regarded it as an ingenious sculpture.

"It's the Yellow Eagle," Yan Mei put down the book and pointed to the Golden Bird, "the head of all the bird demons." ”

"Hello......" Fang Fei's voice startled him, faintly hoarse, like a broken radio.

The girl looked at Fang Fei with a serious gaze: "Your luck is not bad, not everyone who has been hit by the 'Yin Eclipse Talisman' can wake up." ”

"Eclipse Talisman?" Fang Fei asked weakly, "What's that?"

"One of the most vicious spells," Yan Mei pursed her lips, "it can directly harm our primordial spirits. ”

"Hurt the Yuan Shen?" Fang Fei had to do his best with every thought, "My Yuan Shen is injured?"

"Yes!" Yan Mei straightened up, "you almost died." Fang Fei looked at her with a very complicated mood: "When did you come to Yujing?"

"Last night," tiredness flashed in Yan Mei's eyes, "I'm here to find Ning Rouran!"

"I see you," Fang Fei asked weakly, "Are you her fan?"

"Sort of!" the girl hesitated, "but I have something else to do with her." ”

"I called your name. Fang Fei said softly.

"I heard you, but I didn't see you. ”

"I wore a mask," Fang Fei smiled bitterly, "and then I lost you." ”

"I guess you're also nearby, and I'm a little relieved, so I found the yellow eagle. "It has a good eye and can search for targets within a thousand miles, but the first thing it notices is not you, but the invisible man." ”

"Invisible man?" Fang Fei looked at the golden bird in surprise, "Can it see through the 'stealth technique'?"

"Its 'Demon Breaking Golden Pupil' can see through all illusions. That stealth man is very powerful, and without Huang Ying, I can't do anything about him!"

"Thank you!" Fang Fei greeted the golden bird, and the yellow eagle turned around and looked out the window, giving people a strong sense of alienation.

"It doesn't like to deal with people," Yan Mei shook her head helplessly, "Arrogant old fellow!"

"What kind of place is this?" Fang Feiyou looked around.

"Goomang Hospital," Yan Mei pointed to the scenery outside the window, "That's Mushen Mountain." ”

There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and a middle-aged man broke into the door, followed by several flower demons. The man had starry hair, his unkempt black hair sprinkled with cold white starlight, his white robe hung down to his ankles, and a pair of slender eyes embedded under his high forehead.

"Dr. Sun. Yan Mei greeted him. The man gave her a blank look: "I told you, notify me when the patient wakes up." ”

"I ......" Yan Mei was interrupted by the other party before she could finish speaking, "You can't talk to the patient without my permission." ”

"Okay!" Yan Mei nodded helplessly.

"Get out!" Dr. Sun pointed out the door, and the girl pouted and withdrew. The doctor turned to Fang Fei and said, "I'm Canglong Sun Hongying, your attending doctor. Then he ordered the flower demon, "Untie his shirt!"

The flower demon floated to the side of the bed, and couldn't help but tear off Fang Fei's shirt, and the boy lowered his eyebrows and almost fainted. There was a crescent-shaped hole in his chest, which passed through the front of his chest and penetrated through his back, filled with glue, pale red and transparent, and blood-like worms swam rapidly, weaving a dense and complex web from top to bottom, from left to right......

"It's not bad!" Sun Hongying examined the wound.

"Not bad?" Fang Fei was about to cry, "That's a hole." ”

"When the Yuan Shen is damaged, the flesh will react in the same way," Sun Hongying said, "If the wound of the 'Yin Eclipse Talisman' does not heal, it will completely devour your body." ”

"Completely devoured?" Fang Fei was stunned for a moment, "That is to say, ......"

"You'll disappear from the world as if you never existed," Sun Hongying said lightly, "Oh, does it still hurt?"

"It's not too painful, it's a little itchy......" Fang Fei stared at the insects in the gum, feeling completely disgusting, "What is this?"

"Blood worm gel," Sun Hongying took out the psychic mirror and lowered his head to write, "It will reconstruct your body." ”

"These ...... Will it be taken away?"

"Blood bugs, you say?"

"Ahh

"They will die and dissolve into your flesh and blood......," Sun Hongying raised his head and said to the flower demon again, "Take the 'True Yuan Leech Demon'!"

The flower demon brought a square white box. Sun Hongying opened the lid of the box, and it was slimy, slippery and greasy, and there were many dark cyan leeches, of different sizes, and silver-white runes written on their bodies. Fang Fei's scalp exploded, and suddenly saw Sun Hongying grab a leech and throw it near his wound, it was cold and slippery, if Fang Fei didn't have the strength, he would have jumped up from the bed.

"What are you doing?" Fang Fei shouted**, "Oh, it's biting me, oh, it's sucking my blood......"

"No way. Sun Hongying's expression was serious, "The 'True Yuan Leech Demon' will not suck blood, but will only suck vitality. Don't worry, this is a special breed that I have bred and will only suck the poisonous gas of the 'Yin Eclipse Charm'. ”

"Really?" Fang Fei looked at it carefully, the leeches fell together, their bodies slowly turned black, and the runes on them faded one by one. After a while, the leech demon stopped moving, and lay there stiffly. Sun Hongying took it off and threw it aside, then took another one from the box and put it on Fang Fei's chest.

"How many more?" Fang Fei looked at the leech demon's heart.

"I don't know! ”

"Is it okay to absorb all the poison gas?" Fang Fei asked innocently.

"Far from it!" Sun Hongying turned around and said, "Huangliang soup." ”

The flower demon brought a glass bottle, filled with-yellow juice, and the flower demon inserted a straw and sent it to Fang Fei's mouth. The boy frowned and drank, but felt sour and bitter, and couldn't help asking, "What's the use of this?"

"Help the Yuan Shen recover!" replied Sun Hongying.

"This is a medicine to heal the Genshin?"

"Heal Genshin? There's no such thing. ”

"But you ...... say"

"The Genshin can't be treated, it can only recover on its own," the doctor looked directly at the boy, "and the best thing to do is to let it sleep." ”

"The potion just now?"

"Hypnotic pills," Sun Hongying said with his head bowed, "the juice of the yellow sorghum grass can help you fall into a soul sleep." ”

"Soul sleep?" Fang Fei looked at the glass bottle, a sea of sleep intentions poured into him, the surrounding scenery became blurred, and the male doctor's voice was intermittent in his ear, "Soul sleep...... Deepest Sleep ...... The one who has entered the sleep of the soul...... Death can't wake up ......"

Fang Fei was shocked to find that Sun Hongying had come up and was holding something in the hole in his chest.

"Don't ......" Fang Fei wanted to shout, but the drowsiness came too quickly, he lost his consciousness and fell into the boundless nothingness.

Bang, the heavy stone door closed behind her, Yan Mei glanced back, and strode towards the oval long table in front of her

The table has no legs and floats quietly in the air. Its predecessor was the jade of the source of the Spirit River, on which the ancient dragon once roosted, and over time, the dragon's shadow seeped into the jade and coiled on the huge bright tabletop.

Around the long table, five men and three women sat sparsely, the floor beneath their feet, the wall behind them, and the dome above...... The continuous carvings of major events that have occurred from ancient times to the present, the reliefs are lifelike and fluid, adding magical vitality to the empty Arctic Palace.

This is the center of the Dou Ting, and Yan Mei faced the Big Dipper Nine Stars alone for the first time in her life. The eight star officials gathered around the long table, and another stayed in the psychic mirror on the wall, with a huge and rugged human face, looking at the girl curiously.

"Everyone has arrived," Yuan Maigu tapped on the table with the barrel of his pen, "Today's Nine Star Lianzhu Conference is presided over by me, and the attendees are Yin Xingguan Wu Shi, Real Star Official Jingjia, Danyuan Star Official Nan Chuyue, Polaris Guanqin Liushui, Xuan Pluto Star Official Han Cuiwei, Auxiliary Star Official Tang Xiao, Bixing Official Hua Taiyi, and Tianguan Star Official Xue Qianniu. Speaking of this, he nodded to the face in the psychic mirror, "He has to guard the heavenly hell, and he can't come in person." ”

"The three Heavenly Dao Masters are all absent," Yuan Maigu looked at the girl in white, "Yan Xuanji has sent an envoy, Vermilion Bird Yanmei, there is a seat over there, you can sit down." ”

"Thank you!" Yan Mei kept smiling, "I like to stand." ”

"The White King has entrusted me to represent him," Wu Shi raised his chin, "he is in the Northern Stygian Sea, Kunpeng is very restless, and it looks like Pengfeng is coming." ”

"Bi Xingguan!" Yuan Maigu looked at Hua Taiyi, "What did Tian Haobai say?"

"Tianhaobai?" Hua Taiyi has a monkey head and a monkey brain, "He has nothing to say." ”

"A smart move. "The actress Nan Chuyue of the demon Ye used a talisman pen to oil her nails, and after painting her index finger, she painted her middle finger.

"I'll say a couple of words first," is also an actress official, Xuan Pluto Han Cui looks like a bamboo pole, her skin is dry on her face, and her two eyes are aggressive, "The incident happened on the real level, and Jingjia should bear the main responsibility." ”

The real star Kyoga is in his early forties, dignified, and his gorgeous and enthusiastic costumes show the usual taste of the Suzaku people. He looked at Han Cuiwei angrily: "With all due respect, to reach the real human layer, you must first go through the Xuan Netherworld. ”

"Anyway, the Dao Soul Arsenal is under your control, and the fact that the Shadow Demon has broken through the arsenal shows that the guards have a big loophole. Han Cui said stubbornly.

"So may I ask?" Jinga sneered slightly, "What kind of guard can withstand five thousand 'Xi and Explosion Talismans' and one 'Demon Kingdom'?"

"Five thousand?" Nan Chuyue cried softly, "Oh my God!"

"Did the Shadow Fiend really subdue all the ghosts?" Polaris Jean's delicate face revealed a hint of nervousness.

"Really!" Wu Shi's face was gloomy, "This attack confirms the rumors. ”

"It's not difficult to do," Tang Xiao, the auxiliary star official, said unashamedly, "After the spirit and evil were imprisoned, the ghosts have always been leaderless. ”

Han Cuiwei rolled her eyes at him: "Speaking of which, how did the Shadow Demon pass the five levels?"

"He assumes the name 'Feng Shaoyu', using the other party's appearance and vitality......" Jingjia didn't finish speaking, and was suddenly interrupted by Yan Mei, "Is Feng Shaoyu a staff member of the Dou Ting?"

"He's the psychic of the 'Dou Ting's Internal Affairs Division," Jinga looked at Qin Liushui, "Subordinate to the Polaris Officer!"

"He's missing," Qin Liushui whispered, "it's pitiful, I saw his wife yesterday." ”

"The Shadow Fiend has shown his feet at the sixth level," Kinga continued, "the Creature Detector has raised the alarm, and now we know that he has brought a nation's ghosts with him. ”

"Ridiculous!" Han Cui glared at Qin Liushui slightly, "What is the Department of Internal Affairs doing to eat? There are no creature detectors in the front level?"

"The detectors of the Dao Soul Arsenal are completely independent," Qin Liushui explained with an aggrieved expression, "In addition, all the detectors are integrated into the internal network of the Dou Ting, and the Shadow Demon is a top psychic judge, so ......"

"Loophole!" Han Cuiwei slapped the table, "Unforgivable loophole!"

Qin Liushui's face turned pale, and he looked at Yuan Maigu timidly. Yang Xingxing kept his face calm and said nothing, Nan Chuyue pursed her lips and said, "Come on, Xuan Pluto, don't go online if you have the ability." ”

Han Cui pursed his mouth slightly and snorted coldly, Yuan Maigu touched his beard and said, "Real star, how big is the loss of the arsenal?"

"More than eighty percent!" Jingjia's expression was gloomy, "The Dao artifacts created over hundreds of years have been destroyed in one fell swoop, and if there is a war now, our strength will be reduced by half." He was silent for a moment, "The worst thing is that the Shadow Demon has found warehouse B64!"

"B64?" All the star officials' faces changed, and Yan Mei couldn't help but ask, "What's there?"

"The essence of the Daoist's inspiration," Yuan Mai Gu frowned, "many great charms are there. ”

"Some spells are dangerous," Jinga paused, "a single spell can destroy a city." ”

"What charms did he steal?" asked Nan Chuyue.

"I'm not sure," Kyoga hesitated, "he burned all the rune papers before leaving. ”

"It's too tricky!" Wu Shi said in a deep voice, "I don't know what to take, we can't prevent it in advance." ”

"This is the most serious incident since the war," Yuan Maigu declared, "and we have to figure out what the Shadow Demon stole from?"

"Are there any witnesses?" asked Yan Mei.

"There's one!" the corner of Kyoga's eyes twitched.

"Where is she?"

"She's crazy!"

Fang Fei woke up again, his body like an empty shell, slowly filled with something. Little by little, the senses came back to him, first to touch, then to smell, and when hearing appeared, he heard an ethereal singing:

"The lonely tree, with soft silk wrapped around the branches.

The song flows slowly, slowly telling the lovesick ......"

The singing was intermittent and cold, and when he was about to listen, the singing disappeared again.

Fang Fei turned his eyes to look, Huang Ying was standing on the table with his eyes closed, but Sun Hongying and the flower demon were gone.

Looking at the wound again, Fang Fei was surprised to find that slender bones appeared in the depths of the gel, pink bone marrow and white bone were clearly visible—the ribs were being reconstituted, and the muscles were growing rapidly.

Suddenly, feeling a rush of guilt, Fang Fei subconsciously sat up, the feeling of weakness disappeared, and the strength returned to his body. He covered his wounds, jumped out of bed and asked, "Huang Ying, where is the bathroom?"

The Harpy King glanced at him and closed his eyes again. Fang Fei touched the nail, muttered to himself, walked to the door and looked, but saw an arc-shaped corridor, one side was a celadon wall, and the other side was completely transparent, and the Yunshan Forest could be seen.

There was no one in the corridor, Fang Fei held on to the wall and walked for a while, finding the toilet, which had several cubicles. He subconsciously turned his head to look, and suddenly saw a young woman's face poking out of the wall next door, her face was pale, her eyes were sunken, her long black hair was swept downward, looking straight at him, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Oh!" Fang Fei screamed, hurriedly pulled up his pants, pushed the door and rushed out of the compartment, but collided with a person. He took two steps back and found that it was the woman on the wall who stood in the way, dressed in a silver-gray dressing gown, and looking at the boy with a grin.

"You ......" Xiaodu swallowed his saliva, "What are you doing?"

The woman stepped forward, her nose twitching slightly, sniffing at him. Fang Fei's scalp was fried, his legs were weak, and he struggled to resist the urge to escape.

"Can you sing?" the woman straightened up and looked at him stupidly.

"What song?" Fang Fei admired himself a little, he could still speak at this moment.

The woman's eyes were facing the sky, and her mouth was half-humming and half-singing: "The lonely heavenly tree, soft silk wrapped around the horizontal branches......"

"Ahh

"What's wrong with you?" Fang Fei couldn't help but ask.

"The wheel of the white tiger is turning......" the woman muttered to herself.

"What did you say?" Fang Fei was inexplicable.

"The Wheel of the White Tiger Begins to Turn......"

"What do you mean?" Fang Fei was still puzzled, but the woman didn't answer, covered her ears with her hands, and let out a terrible scream.

The boy shrank in fright, and heard someone shouting: "...... here" Sun Hongying rushed in with an arrow step, aimed at the woman and raised his pen sharply and shouted: "Calm down!"

The blue light flashed, and the woman lowered her hands, rolled her eyes twice, and collapsed to the ground foaming at the mouth.

Sun Hongying breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and instructed the two flower demons: "Take her back." The flower demon helped the woman out of the toilet, and the male doctor wiped his sweat and said, "It's so dangerous!"

"That's right!" Fang Fei palpitated, "This woman is very dangerous. ”

"I didn't say her," Sun Hongying pouted behind him. Fang Fei looked back, Huang Fei didn't know when he was standing at the head of the wall of the compartment, it saw Fang Fei turn around, and flew away with a grunt.

"If I'm one step late, Huang Ying will kill Lian Xiaoshi. Sun Hongying said.

"Lian Xiaoshi?" Fang Fei was inexplicable, "That woman?"

"That's right!" Sun Hongying frowned, "What is she doing here?" Fang Fei thought of the woman's strange words and deeds, his heart suddenly shuddered, and he hurriedly asked, "What happened to her?"

"Do you know about the Shadow Demon's destruction of the 'Dao Soul Arsenal'?" the male doctor looked at him solemnly.

"Nope. Fang Fei shook his head blankly.

"Lian Xiaoshi is the only survivor," Sun Hongying sighed, "but she was scared crazy." ”

"She's a madman!" Fang Fei breathed a sigh of relief, he would rather accept a female madman peeking at his privacy than others.

"Hmm!" Sun Hongying tore open his clothes and looked at it, "It's recovering faster than I expected, and if you go on like this, you will be discharged from the hospital before school starts." ”

"Before school starts?" Fang Fei was taken aback, "Isn't that a month?"

"No, half a month. Sun Hongying said.

"That's not right. Fang Fei pinched his fingers and calculated, "It should be a month." ”

"How long do you think you've been asleep?" Sun Hongying narrowed his eyes.

"One day?" Fang Fei hesitated, "Two days?"

"Thirteen days and nine hours. ”

"What?" Fang Fei's eyes widened, "That's impossible." ”

"Nothing is impossible. Sun Hongying grabbed his arm and walked to the ward, "Come on, you can be discharged from the hospital after a little more sleep!"