Passing through the red fog area, the sound in my ears gradually decreased, but I didn't know whether it was safe to come or stay out of the situation.

If the red fog area is the Nine Hells, then this is a paradise on earth!

A gust of wind came from the verdant bamboo forest, blowing not only the emerald green shoots, but also the panicked hearts of several people.

The three of them couldn't help but stop, their chests rose and fell slightly, the fragrance in the bamboo forest made people feel refreshed and happy, calm down, the previous panic was swept away, and several people felt this rare tranquility together.

The bamboo forest stands on both sides of the road, the breeze gently sweeps through the bamboo forest, rustling, and from time to time there are a few birds flying between the bamboo forest, which is like a paradise in this foggy mountain.

The three of them continued along the road until they came to a halt in front of a wooden stake.

There was an endgame on the stake that others had artificially completed, Han Yuqing and Ye Lifeng took a look at it and found that this game was quite wonderful.

At first glance, Bai Zi has the chance to win, like a raptor crossing the river, unstoppable! But if you take a closer look, you will find that the sunspot that seems to have no life is indeed a sharp double-edged sword! It can also hurt others, and it may also harm oneself.

Han Yuqing and Ye Lifeng quietly watched the chess game, just like an old monk in a fixed place!

At first, Lin Qiuzhi was aware of it, thinking that they were just fascinated, but as time passed, Lin Qiuzhi felt that something was more and more wrong.

Lin Qiuzhi thought, why haven't the two of them moved for so long! Before, he was afraid of disturbing them, and he didn't dare to speak, but now, looking at the appearance of the two, he felt a little panicked inexplicably.

With an uneasy heart, Lin Qiuzhi cautiously raised a finger and gently poked Ye Lifeng. Hmm~ Don't move, then poke it twice more, and it hasn't reacted yet! This time I really panicked, and I didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, so I reached out and pushed.

"Brother Ye, Brother Ye. ”

Lin Qiuzhi saw that Ye Lifeng didn't react, so he went to shout Han Yuqing again, and found that it was the same. At this time, a stone on the side of the stake aroused Lin Qiuzhi's curiosity.

The stone is ordinary, and there is nothing strange here, but someone deliberately carved something on it, although it is a few strokes, but it can roughly be seen that it is the outline of an eye pupil, and the part of the pupil is indeed a vertical line.

Lin Qiuzhi fiddled with the stones in his hand, puzzled, and muttered, "Vertical pupils? Could it be a totem? ”

Thinking of the totem, Lin Qiuzhi felt that the object in front of him was a little familiar, flipped it twice, looked at it carefully a few times, and finally found that it seemed to be somewhat similar to the sacrificial props in the village!

Lin Qiuzhi shook his head, feeling that he should be too worried, although Yushan Village is not far from the Foggy Mountains, there is still a distance, and it will take a few days and nights to go back and forth.

Lin Qiuzhi took it in his hand and weighed it, and found that there was nothing unique except for the cold feeling in his hand.

When Lin Qiuzhi was about to put it down, a trace of imperceptible black light flashed on the pattern on the stone! Coincidentally, Lin Qiuzhi happened to notice it, and Lin Qiuzhi took the stone and looked at the black light that flashed through the pattern.

The black light became brighter and brighter in Lin Qiuzhi's eyes, and the vertical pupils on the pattern seemed to become more agile, just like the real thing, Lin Qiuzhi was unconsciously attracted by this vertical pupil, and his gaze at it became more and more focused, and there was a trace of obsession, and he had already forgotten everything about things outside his body.

At this time, an old man in gray slowly walked out of the bamboo forest with a long sword in his hand.

The gray-clothed old man flicked his fingers, and a white light entered Lin Qiuzhi's eyebrows, and Lin Qiuzhi's eyes suddenly turned black and he collapsed to the ground.

The gray-clothed old man muttered, "It's time for the ghost pupil to have a new master, you don't want to disappoint me." Then he turned and walked out.

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At this time, Jian Yixin and Xuanmo had just broken out of the red mist, and it was just a matter of spending some effort for the two of them, but they had suffered a lot of disciples from the Floating Cloud Sect, and there were still dozens of people when they came, and now there are only a dozen people left, and several of them are injured.

"This bamboo forest is beautiful, Master Xuanmo, let's continue to move forward along this road, presumably not far from the Tianwen Sword. ”

Xuan Mo smiled bitterly, this is the most heard sentence along the way, it doesn't matter if it's far away, Xuan Mo just wants not to encounter danger, although he is not a disciple of Buddhism, but watching so many people die unexpectedly, Xuan Mo still can't bear it.

What you think, what you want!

Before everyone could take a few more steps, there was a rustling sound in the bamboo forest, birds and beasts scattered and fled, and countless skeletons rushed out from both sides, looking at their posture, as long as Jian Yixin and others made the slightest movement, they would attack them in groups.

It was the familiar red sword light that swept in front of Jian Yixin, but it didn't mean to hurt Jian Yixin, on the contrary, it seemed to be deliberately attracting Jian Yixin to pass.

Jian Yixin's face changed slightly, Xuan Mo and everyone were afraid that it would be deceitful, and tried every means to dissuade him, but Jian Yixin just shook his head and said nothing, ignoring everyone's obstruction and walked straight with Jianmang.

Strangely enough, the skeleton man didn't make a move on it, and after giving way to it, he continued to surround the crowd.

In the bamboo forest, an old man in a gray robe stood in front of Jian Yixin, and said softly, "You are here." ”

"I'm coming. ”

"You still can't put it down. ”

"Oh! it should have been mine. ”

The gray-clothed old man shook his head, smiled, gently stroked the sword body, and remained silent.

Jian Yiyi looked at the sword qi convergence, and the dim Tianwen Sword, although he didn't know why, he was really relieved.

"Are you still reluctant to return it to the Floating Cloud Sect?"

The gray-clothed old man waved his hand, inserted Tianwen in front of him, his face was indifferent, and he spoke slowly.

"It's been so long, won't Senior Brother pay me back the interest on that sword? ”

Jian Yixin looked at the old man in gray, looked at Tianwen, and sneered: "With you now, you don't even have a sword, why should you fight with me." ”

The gray-clothed old man's expression was still indifferent, "Enough!"

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