The stone gate was closed, and the two brothers stopped not far from the stone gate.

"It's not your fault this time, it's bad luck, don't worry about it. The green-shirted Confucian comforted.

"I know. The man in white said lightly, "Senior brother wants to ask me how many puppets I borrowed, right?"

Confucian Sheng nodded, "I have never been good at fighting, and I have been studying his Tao all these years, and the means are even more unsightly, although I don't know why the person came to leave, I am afraid that he will come back, although I can also find some capable people to come, but I can't quench my thirst from far away, so I can only rely on my junior brother." ”

"At present, there are only three, and the rest have been taken away by Master, so there is really nothing that can be done. The man in white still spoke coldly.

Confucius smiled, "Thank you for your generosity." ”

"There is a specialization in the art industry, you and I don't need to say thank you. The man in white stiffened his face and hooked the corners of his mouth, and walked out.

Confucius shook his head and entered the stone gate again.

The masked man in black turned around and glanced at him, "Gone?"

Confucian Sheng nodded, paused and said, "My junior and I have our own strengths, and I hope that Mr. Xiao will focus on the overall situation." ”

The masked man in black snorted, "There is not enough success, but there is more than failure." ”

Confucius frowned, "The first few defeats were not his fault, but happened to be on the cusp, and I hope that I will not hear Mr. Xiao's reckless words in the future." ”

"That's fine. Mr. Xiao shook his head, turned to look at the black pool, and said, "Let's start." ”

Confucius took a step forward, took out a black vial from his waist, and opened it.

Three rays of light suddenly shot out from the vial, shooting into the black pool.

The originally boiling black slurry suddenly became even more violent, and fist-sized bubbles churned out.

Confucius didn't reply: "It's your turn." ”

Mr. Xiao also took a step forward, flipped his palm, and knocked out a few red blood crystals.

The pool boiled even more, and the thick slurry turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually, the thick slurry in the pool turned red and began to emit a bloody aura.

Then, Mr. Xiao stretched out his wrist and scraped a bloody mark on his wrist with a sharp object, dripping blood on the intricate lines next to the pool.

The complex lines were stained with blood, as if they had come to life, and suddenly a streamer flashed.

The pool suddenly sank into it, countless thick slurries fell, and a black and red platform protruded, and on top of it was a humanoid thing as black as ink, sleeping quietly.

Then, Mr. Xiao took out a jade box from his arms and opened it gently.

A strange smell came to my face.

The sleeping humanoid stood up suddenly, its eyes fixed on Mr. Xiao.

The man's eyes were pale green, and his pupils were shiny black but hollow, very strange.

"Tang Wuyan. Mr. Xiao chuckled indifferently.

The man was still staring at Mr. Xiao, and there was gradually a fierce light in his eyes.

"It is really possible to come back from the dead, and the ancient inheritance is really wonderful. Confucius said with a smile.

"This person is no longer the other person, but he is still a little short. Mr. Xiao took out a red bead from the box, looked at it carefully, and felt a little sorry, "This thing, really let him eat it?"

Confucius smiled, "Mr. Xiao turned out to be a funny person. ”

Mr. Xiao shook his head, raised his arm slightly and threw the bead over, flicked his fingers, and said with a smile, "That's a good thing." ”

"How could it have been otherwise? Confucius smiled slightly.

Mr. Xiao took a few steps back and gently tapped a secret door on the pattern.

I heard a loud bang, and the blood-colored thick slurry surged, and it was only a few breaths that submerged the platform.

......

There are ferrymen in the lake around the island, floating around, taking care of the people in and out of the island, but the fee is very expensive, and it depends on luck if you want to wait.

Xiao Feng was lucky, and after walking around the lake for two teas, he met a ferryman, an old man in a robe, with a rickety figure.

Xiao Feng asked the price, fifty taels one go, five hundred two times, very realistic.

The two sides of the strait are not far apart, and the time for two teas can arrive, Xiao Feng casually asked about the recent situation of the island, and he has already reached the opposite side, so he no longer stays, and goes straight to the island.

After Xiao Feng left, the old man wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with palpitations, and muttered to himself, "The old man has escaped today, and the old man is scared to death." ”

Then, he shook his head again and again, "No, no, the old man will burn the boat tomorrow, the ferry is too dangerous......"

The island was already desolate, and after Xiao Feng's slaughter, it was even more empty.

Xiao Feng walked slowly on the desolate path, passing by the dilapidated courtyards of each family.

Green smoke rose in the distance, and I don't know who failed to refine the poison again.

Xiao Feng hesitated and walked in the direction of Qingyan.

He only came to determine the situation on the island, so naturally he found someone and made it easiest for that person to fall asleep.

......

Running out of the yard was a young man, covered in smoke as if he had just come out of a coal mine.

He stood in front of the courtyard and looked at the smoke-emitting house, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at it for a long time.

After another half, he sighed softly, and was about to leave, when he suddenly turned abruptly.

Then, all at once, his body froze there.

Xiao Feng also looked a little surprised, and frowned slightly, "Lin Feng?"

Then he was relieved again, Lin Feng studied herbs intensively, the medicine and poison were connected, and the words of refining poison were also reasonable.

"Who told you to stay here?" he retorted.

Lin Feng licked his lips, his voice hoarse, "Childe ......"

Xiao Feng's brows furrowed even more, "Don't call me Childe." ”

"You gave up on me?" Lin Feng's face seemed to be crying and laughing, a little sad.

"A good bird chooses a tree to perch, and it is much better for you to follow him in the future than to go out and be isolated, I don't blame you. Xiao Feng's voice was calm, and his face was also calm.

After a pause, he added, "I'm just a little hard to accept, and after a while, when I accept it, we'll still be friends." ”

"Xiaofeng, I'm not greedy for life and afraid of death, I'm just ......" Lin Feng gritted his teeth and swallowed back the words behind.

"Why are you here?" Xiao Feng asked lightly.

"Ye Fan asked me to be here. Lin Feng said with a low expression.

Xiao Feng thought for a while and nodded, "You seem to be refining poison?"

"There's nothing to do, it's boring. Lin Feng smiled reluctantly.

"Then be careful. Xiao Feng looked around, groaned, took out a book from his arms and handed it over, "This, pass the time." ”

Lin Feng was a little stunned, and nodded again in an instant, "Thank you." ”

Xiao Feng nodded, "Farewell." ”

He turned and walked away.

Lin Feng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to stop Xiao Feng, but the next moment he closed his mouth again, his face was complicated, and he watched Xiao Feng disappear from sight.

Then, he shook his head and walked away in the other direction.

Some things are always so helpless.

It's like the creation of the previous life.

It's like the silent watch of this life.

He just hopes that in this life, he will not repeat the mistakes of the past.

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