The Phantom and the Shadow stayed in the Tieling Village for a while last night and did not leave, although they did not find any other clues in the cabin, but the contents were too clean to look like ordinary people's residences, which aroused the Phantom's suspicions.

With these suspicions, the Phantom and the Shadow decided to stay in this village, and go to the vicinity tomorrow to investigate carefully, even the most cautious people will leave other traces, and the geese will leave traces, not to mention that he is still the Xuanguang Sword Emperor Sikong Xuan.

The rooster cries and birds chirp like a tactful song, waking up the sleeping villagers, and each household gradually rises curling green smoke, wisps of straight up to the clouds, floating in the air, and the clouds on the edge of the sky are connected with each other, and the sky is like a layer of cyan neon clothes, adding a beautiful scenery to this paradise-like small village.

The daily routine of this small village is the same as usual, the sunrise works, the hunters with bows and arrows in the thousands of instructions of the family have set foot on the back mountain not far from the village, the women also carry the loose iron hoe to the field one by one, you come and I go to the middle of the head, one after another in this small village one after another.

"Aunt Wang, where did the old man take Haoran, it's been more than three months, and I haven't seen their grandson come back?"

"Yes, Xiaoxiao's mother, your house is so close to the old man, don't you know where they went?

"Aunt Liu, I can now be sure that you definitely like to comfort the old man, for so long I have been talking about him, comforting the old man, comforting the old man, if he comes back, I will go to tell you?"

"Haha... ”

Aunt Wang didn't care about the meaning of their words, and sighed and said: "I don't know where their grandparents and grandchildren went, and when they will come back, my family Xiaoxiao has lost a lot of weight during this time?

"Although the old man usually has little contact with us, he is very powerful, you can rest assured, their grandfather and grandson must have gone to some relatives or somewhere to do things, and they will come back in a short time. ”

"Yes, Aunt Wang, don't worry too much, just take good care of Xiaoxiao. ”

Aunt Wang knew that they were well-intentioned, and she didn't say too much, and continued to bend down to plant vegetables and hoe grass.

The stream in front of the village was also crowded with a group of teens, thirteen or fourteen years old, all of whom were playing happily in the stream, and their faces were smiling happily.

"Fatty, I caught another fish. A teenager shouted forward with a fish he had just caught.

"Don't call me fat, I've eaten less than I used to during this time. ”

"I see, you have not eaten less, but you have eaten all your food. ”

"Haha... ”

The friends around him looked at the fat man one by one, his name is Wang Li, because the amount of food is amazing and he grows strong, so everyone is fat about him.

Wang Li saw that several friends around him were laughing at him, and he was very unhappy, so he squatted down and put his hands together, and threw the stream water towards them.

"Wang Fatzi, you really ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, Haoran is not here, you are really bold, everyone splashes him together. ”

It was Tie Dan who spoke, called Wang Daring, Haoran's best buddy, and with his shouting, he was the first to splash water on Wang Fatzi, one by one, like a chicken in soup, having a lot of fun.

Tie Dan turned his head to look at Aunt Wang's house, Xiaoxiao was still the same as before, squatting in front of the house, looking at the small wooden house where Haoran lived, looking sullen. It's been like this for the past three months, everyone comforted him, Haoran will come back soon, as time slowly passes, everyone is used to it, usually Xiaoxiao and Haoran are inseparable, this is more than three months, no wonder Xiaoxiao is so sad.

Looking at Xiaoxiao's iron egg was defenseless for a while, he was hit by the stream splashed by the fat man, and the iron egg woke up in an instant, and shouted at the fat man: "Okay, you dare to sneak attack me, see if I don't repair you." Suddenly, a bigger wave than before headed towards the fat man.

All this that happened in the village was in the eyes of the phantom and the shadow in the shadow of the mountain peak, and they couldn't help but be interested in the comfort old man and Haoran in their mouths, and looked at the little girl who was squatting in front of the house, and after a while, they disappeared in the shadow of the mountain peak and came to the back mountain of the village.

They took off the gloomy black robe that usually covered their bodies, and changed into a dress of a Jianghu monk, and the ugly mask on the phantom's face also turned into a curtain of black veil, covering his entire face, only leaking a pair of seductive eyes, and the enchanting and graceful figure faded into a black robe, which was even more exquisite.

What appeared in front of the two of them was an open meadow, surrounded by strange rocks, lush vegetation and life.

The phantom and the shadow walked side by side towards the meadow, and they looked around, except for piles of strangely shaped stones, which were towering trees, and this empty meadow was sandwiched between the piles of stones and towering trees, like a good place to hide.

"I didn't expect that this small village would have such a strange and good place, and sometimes I really think that it is indeed a good choice to quit this bloody and bloody rivers and lakes and come to this paradise to live in seclusion. The phantom looked towards the front wickedly, talking as he walked, and his smile revealed a thousand kinds of style.

"Your idea is good, but it's a little whimsical. For those of us who walk in the dark, there has never been a word of stability, facing the test of life and death every day, and living a life of licking blood from the knife edge. Even if we can withdraw from this deceitful and deceitful world, the sword will not let us go. The shadow looked at the phantom in front of him, and there was a strange tenderness in his eyes.

The Phantom turned her head to look at the Shadow, she could hear it clearly, and the Shadow used the word "we", which couldn't help but make a ripple in the Phantom's heart. Since the time when they encircled and suppressed Sikong Xuan, the two of them have been involved with each other, from the initial common goal, to hunt down and kill the Xuanguang Sword Emperor Sikong Xuan, and gradually in the past ten years, tacit cooperation, inseparable companionship, helping each other again and again, and gradually mutual affection for each other, neither of them spoke first, and no one said that sentence.

The Phantom did not deliberately release his charm, but the shadow was also deeply attracted by the Phantom's smile. The eyes of the two met in the air like this, colliding with a trace of sparks, and the phantom walked towards the shadow, and the shadow turned its head away for a moment, hiding the tenderness in his heart.

"Shadow, do you think so in your heart?" the Phantom stood in front of the shadow, looking at the shadow's empty left arm, where was the cold-blooded and ruthless side at the moment.

The shadow dodged the Rouyi stretched out by the phantom, raised his head and looked at the phantom coldly and said: "Our mission is not completed yet, we must find Sikong Xuan's trace as soon as possible, I must kill him to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

A violent and murderous aura spread towards the phantom and the surroundings, and the vendetta of the severed arm was like a bloody knife hanging over the shadow's head all the time, pressing him out of breath. Every time he sleeps, he wakes up from a nightmare, and Sikong Xuan's appearance lingers in his mind like a demon.

This shadow can only be washed away by Sikong Xuan's blood, and can wash away the shame, unwillingness and anger of more than ten years.

A sigh echoed in the Phantom's heart, she was not like this, her appearance was absolutely sacred to any woman. In the past ten years, this face has been covered under a cold mask, making it difficult for her to sleep, and she can't wait to kill Sikong Xuan immediately.

However, Sikong Xuan disappeared silently for more than ten years, and he didn't even find any clues about him, which not only made him feel a sense of powerlessness, but also added fear. There was always a sense of foreboding on this trip to the Western Regions, and that fear was even more uneasy.

The Phantom regained his usual indifference from thousands of miles away, and went to look around, not sparing a single place.

The shadow walked through the dense forest not far from the grass, and found sword marks of different shades on several tree trunks, yes, sword marks. They have also been to this place many times, and they usually disappear in this place in the blink of an eye, because they did not find the slightest aura of mystery in the village, so they did not deliberately look at the grass and trees here. Today's unintentional move made them discover some clues.

"Phantom, come here, I've found something?" heard the Shadow's cry and walked towards the forest.

"Look, are these traces left by the sword qi?" The phantom stared closely at the place where the shadow was pointing, scratches of different shades, although a little immature, did look like traces left by the sword qi, so they glanced at each other and continued to look towards the nearby tree trunk.

Sure enough, they also found large and small sword marks on other tree trunks, and faintly felt a faint sense of familiarity. So they also came to the place where they had just been, and found subtle sword marks on the piles of stones.

The two glanced at each other, and they could see a sense of joy in each other's eyes, but more of a killing intent.

"Ahh ”

The shadow roared angrily, and slapped his palm towards the stone in front of him, venting the anger in his heart.

"Shadow, you are crazy, what are you doing? Although there are sword marks on this stone, it does not mean that it is left by Sikong Xuan and them, it may be a casual cultivator who haunts here, a monk who travels and stays here. The evidence is not enough for us to speculate, but at least it gives us hope?" The phantom looked at the angry shadow on his face, his eyes glowing with bloodthirsty red, and his chest rose and fell one after another, and his anger made it even more ferocious and terrifying.

"I can't forget his breath, I can't forget his breath, can't I?" the shadow roared madly at the Phantom, and a wave of evil breath headed towards the Phantom.

Suddenly, a faint fluctuation of Xuan Qi that could be ignored brought the shadow back to his senses in the rage, and he turned his face fiercely, looking in the direction of Xuan Qi fluctuation, staring at the place. In an instant, it appeared next to the stone that emitted faint fluctuations of Xuan Qi.

With a slap of his palm, the boulder embedded in the ground suddenly fell apart, and a second-order demon core full of cracks appeared in the sky full of rubble and dirt, and as soon as he grabbed the palm forward, the demon core appeared in his palm, and a lot of dirt and gravel in the sky also splashed on his body.

Ignoring the debris and wreckage all over his body, he stared at the second-order demon core in his hand, as if he had discovered a new continent, "Second-order wind attribute demon core, how can there be a second-order wind attribute demon core here?"

The Phantom also walked over to the messy shadow, ignoring the dirty shadow, but still separated some distance. Looking at the wind attribute demon core full of cracks in his palm, it was also a little incredible. There are only a hundred or so villagers who are closest to each other, and except for a few young hunters, there are no other villagers who can compete with the people of the second-order demonic beasts. Coupled with the old man and Haoran, who had heard their mouths disappear for more than three months in the shadow of the mountain peak, they couldn't help but feel even more suspicious about their identities.

Phantom and Shadow They received the news of the organization and rushed to the area of Tieling in the Western Regions, as of today, it has been just more than three months, and the time has just coincided, is it that Sikong Xuan also found out that his whereabouts were exposed, so the two of them also heard the news and quietly fled, thinking about it, the suspicion in their hearts became stronger and stronger.

As long as a thing sows a little possibility in a person's heart, no matter how small this possibility may be, then it is destined to happen.

With this suspicion, shadows and phantoms smashed the strange-shaped stones around them, and the originally clean and quiet grassland was suddenly covered with rubble all over the ground, and it was a mess. Phantoms and shadows also found other demon cores from these rubble, there were as many as eight, most of them were second-order demon cores, all of them were eclipsed at this moment, without a trace of luster, except for the second-order high-level magic core that was full of cracks before.

"Why is the demon core buried in the ground, and it is still in this strangely shaped stone, these stones are very strong, and people who have cultivated to the highest level should not be injured and embedded in the stone?"

The Phantom saw the shadow and continued: "And you see, now these eight demon cores have all been dimmed, obviously exhausted by exhausting all the spiritual energy, and the reason why they have not been destroyed is because the person who laid these eight demon cores knows that the magic core without spiritual energy is equivalent to a waste stone. But what he never expected was that this faint aura revealed his location. ”

"There must be a mistake in a hundred secrets. The Phantom and the Shadow said at the same time, and the corners of their mouths also flashed with a faint contempt and ridicule.

Suddenly, the phantom and the shadow looked in the direction of the foot of the mountain at the same time, and a little girl appeared in their sight, it was Xiaoxiao, who was squatting in front of the house and sullen, he wanted to come up to see if Grandpa Chen and Haoran would appear in the back mountain, and when he walked halfway up the mountain, he heard a sound in the mountain, and his heart was not only very happy and excited, "Brother Haoran is back?" So he accelerated to the place where Haoran usually looked, and saw a man and a woman standing in the mess of rubble and whispering.

Xiaoxiao looked at the two of them dumbfounded!

Walking out of the misty forest, he suddenly felt that the formation arranged by himself in the back mountain of Tieling was destroyed by others, and a heavenly realm soul power instantly covered the village of Tieling, and saw that the two ghosts that were not scattered in the vertical and horizontal were the phantoms and shadows, and he suddenly felt bad.

"Not good!"