On the deserted main road of Zhenjiang City, two figures swept by.

It's almost all fleeting speed.

In just a few breaths, the two of them crossed most of the Zhenjiang River and stopped abruptly outside the city about ten feet away from the Zhenjiang city wall.

I saw the official road ahead, and there was a strange red mist that was spreading around at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But the strange thing is that although the red mist is fog, it does not diffuse according to the direction of the wind, but spreads evenly in all directions, the range is not big, and it is definitely not small to say small, it has filled a radius of nearly 100 zhang.

The fog was so dense that it was impossible to see what was inside.

Xiao Feng frowned slightly, it was really something strange.

The old monk's face did not change, he looked back at Xiao Feng, seemed to be a little surprised by Xiao Feng's coming, and was slightly stunned, before he said seriously: "This matter has nothing to do with Master Xiao, Master Xiao please take care of yourself." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Xiao Feng's reaction, he saw that the old monk's body suddenly lit up with golden light, blazing like the sun in the sky, lining his treasure solemnity, like the ancient Buddha descending into the world, indescribable solemn and mysterious, and went straight to the red mist.

The red mist was filled, and after a few breaths, the figure of the old monk was submerged.

Xiao Feng was slightly stunned, and then frowned slightly.

This old monk is not ready to be kind again.

After hesitating, he suddenly closed his eyes slightly and opened them again.

I saw that Xiao Feng's pupils, which were originally as black as gems, turned golden for some reason.

Then he looked up at the red mist carefully, bent down and grabbed a large handful of stones from the ground, and flicked the stones into the red mist one by one as if he had a random and seemingly certain pattern.

There is a white mango lingering on it.

The red mist was still spreading, and it soon spread to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng still stood still, not in a hurry, not in any panic.

It's just that at some point, his body was also plated with a faint layer of silver light, although it was far inferior to the old monk's radiant red, but it made his already mysterious and ethereal temperament even worse.

When Xiao Feng patiently finished playing a large handful of stones in his hand and clapped his hands, he saw that there was a whirlwind in the red mist, and it quickly became bigger and bigger.

The red mist stopped spreading because of this.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng smiled with satisfaction.

Strange things work really well against equally strange things.

In this way, it seems that he still has to thank Master Luo Han, otherwise this matter is really a bit difficult to do. After all, it is difficult to recover this kind of strange thing, although Xiao Feng can't say that there is no way, but he also has to pay a great price.

Although, in fact, this time the price will not be small.

Of course, this is also to be glad that this red mist will not go with the wind, otherwise Xiao Feng would not even have time to set up a formation base.

Immediately, as if he had thought of something, he frowned slightly.

He didn't believe that the old monk's qi cultivation kung fu would change his face because of this incident outside the city, so he should have done this to lure himself over.

But what does he mean by that?

Do you want to calculate yourself, or do you have other plans?

In fact, whether the old monk wants Xiao Feng to come or not, he will come. After all, there are some things that he must do, such as today's weird red mist. Although he didn't know what its effect was, he could see that the old monk could use it to bet on whether he would make a move or not, and he knew that this red mist would definitely not be fatal, otherwise regardless of the identity of the old monk's monk, the destruction of lives near Zhenjiang for no reason would be enough to shock the three major empires. He believed that the old monk would not be so stupid. But if it wasn't here, Xiao Feng wouldn't turn a blind eye. This is not that Xiao Feng thinks that he is noble, but although there are some things that Xiao Feng is not very clear, there are some responsibilities that he does not have to know and must know.

If the old monk hadn't pretended to be smart before, Xiao Feng might not have thought about it much, let alone hesitated before coming. But the old monk doesn't understand himself, and he follows the virtues of a gentleman, but he never thinks of himself as a gentleman. Since he was so contrived, Xiao Feng had to think about it a lot, and he had to be wary in his heart.

After all, although he knew that the old monk might not be able to help himself, he was not a naïve person, and he still understood the truth that open guns are easy to dodge, and hidden arrows are difficult to prevent.

In fact, it can't be said that he spends the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, but he was really miserable by his brothers and sisters in his early years, and he still has unfulfilled wishes, so he has to be cautious.

Looking back at the red mist that had submerged himself at some point, Xiao Feng sighed slightly, then took a few steps back and left the range of the red mist. Although he was born with the ability to gather spirits, it was better to save his true qi.

Out of the red mist, Xiao Feng took a slight breath, but he had no intention of stopping.

Then he grabbed a large handful of stones from the ground, and began to throw them patiently again, as before.

The strange thing is that every time Xiao Feng throws a large handful of stones, the red mist will shrink on its own. While this is nothing for the sheer size of the Red Mist, it is a bit incredible.

Under Xiao Feng's patient throwing, unconsciously, the red mist shrank back to the way Xiao Feng appeared before he left Zhenjiang.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng's slightly pale little face put a bright smile on it again.

It seems that it is possible to collect it by covering it with water.

Xiao Feng blinked, and his golden pupils turned back to a black like a jewel. Anyway, I've written it down, so I don't think I need to use my divine sense anymore.

Suddenly, Xiao Feng frowned, and Huo Ran turned around.

A few feet away, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy wearing a half-clown mask was tiptoeing in his direction.

He couldn't help but furrow. Innate pinnacle? Seems to be a quirky guy too.

When the young man saw Xiao Fenghuo turn around, he seemed to be taken aback, and his body stiffened slightly, before he smiled and said, "What a beautiful child, how about going back to read to this young master?"

There was a swagger in the tone.

Xiao Feng hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, not annoyed at all, "Oh? What a big breath, what about your family?"

Although he is a small child, his tone is not half childish, but gives people a sense of maturity and stability.

When the young man heard this, he seemed to have been touched all of a sudden, and suddenly became a little annoyed, and came to Xiao Feng with a 'whoosh' sound, "What a big dog dares, dare to talk to the young master like this, see that I don't let you have a long memory." Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and greeted Xiao Fengmian at the door.

Xiao Feng leaned back slightly, dodged a slap, and then raised his leg and kicked the young man's ribs.

If you're unreasonable, don't expect me to let you.

The young man's reaction was not slow, and he hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, and at the same time raised his leg and kicked at Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng just made a false move, and he only kicked half of his leg and then retracted it, and pulled out the bibi flute on his waist with his hand, the movement was as fast as lightning, and it was immediately drawn into the young man's hand.

It's really a lot of power.

The young man screamed, and suddenly distanced himself from Xiao Feng like a frightened cub, covering his hands and glaring at Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng smiled slightly, "Heh, although it's just a showcase, it's not stupid." ”

Obviously, just these two short moves, Xiao Feng has completely seen through this young man: he is not experienced enough, his true qi is not used, and his reaction ability is not very good, so he is obviously an empty shelf. And this innate peak cultivation may also be fake, anyway, no matter how weird those weird guys are, he won't feel strange.

The young man's face turned red all of a sudden, "Despicable native, what do you know? Dare to beat this young master, you wait!" He didn't even look back, he just turned around and left. Like a phantom, he really doesn't run slowly.

Obviously, this young man is not a stupid person, his eyesight is really not bad, and he knows that he will not be the opponent of the child in front of him.

Xiao Feng shook his head slightly, and said to himself with a smile, "This cruel thing still has to be put aside, it's just a bit naïve." ”

Then, he suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the red mist, "The show is over, aren't the old-timers going to come out?"