The light is whistling, and the robes are hunting.

When Zhang Xiaofan was flying, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, but when he felt it carefully, he didn't find anything strange.

Somehow, the sky seemed to suddenly become a little overcast, and the clouds in the sky also became thicker.

In just an instant, the sky changed from a sunny day with high clouds to a cloudy sky.

Zhang Xiaofan retracted his gaze suspiciously, and when he looked forward again, he suddenly found that all his fellow disciples and brothers had disappeared, leaving him alone in the mountains and forests.

There was silence all around, except for the occasional fluttering flock of birds.

"What the hell is going on, senior brother?"

Zhang Xiaofan's face was puzzled, and he drove through the woods with a retreat, and finally found a red figure next to the stream under a small mountain col.

In his mind, it was so familiar.

pressed the light and fell far away, did not lean forward, just squatted beside the stream and took a handful of water to wash his face.

This stream meanders through this ancient forest, shallow and clear, with many pebbles in the water, and the clear water in the early morning ripples with a shimmering light, which is very beautiful.

On both sides of the stream, in addition to some sandy shoals, farther away, there is a dense forest, which seems to be endless at a glance.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the reflection in the water, and after a while, he raised his hand to pick up a stone from it, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and felt the cold feeling.

On the other side, Tian Ling'er glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, who was stunned, a touch of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he got up directly and walked somewhere, without even looking at him.

Zhang Xiaofan showed a wry smile, threw away the stone in his hand, poured a handful of water on his face again, rubbed his face, got up and walked along the stream.

One green, one red, two figures, each silently walked on both sides of the stream, no one spoke, silent.

This stream seems to be small, but the length is unexpectedly continuous, and after walking for a long time, there is still no source in sight.

After walking for a long time, Zhang Xiaofan sighed softly, turned his head to look at the tired Tian Ling'er on the side, and wanted to go over, but when he saw the pair of disgusted eyes, he couldn't help but suppress the thoughts in his heart.

It was not early at the moment, but he had no idea of going back, but just wanted to see the source of the stream, perhaps because he was not in a good mood.

After listening to the stream for a while, he set off again, and soon saw the mountain stream at the corner upstream, from which the stream flowed.

Inside the stream, there is a huge cave, and at the entrance, there is a huge rock wall, blocking the view from inside.

In the dark hole, there was no trace of light, which made Zhang Xiaofan feel a little uncomfortable, and he wanted to turn around and leave, but for some reason, a thought arose in his heart: It doesn't hurt to go in and have a look.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air above his head, and the sound of "Xiu Xiu" was endless, and all kinds of light were overwhelming.

Zhang Xiaofan looked up, and his face turned white in an instant.

I saw that the group of people in the sky turned out to be all Demon Sect members, and the number of people was not less than tens.

In the crisis, Zhang Xiaofan didn't care about the disgust in his heart, and rushed directly into the dark cave.

Darkness engulfed his figure.

It didn't take long for the Demon Sect to descend one after another, and they all walked towards the cave, as if they were quite familiar with it.

And in the distance, a red shadow silently watched all this, the disgust in his eyes became even stronger, and after taking a deep look at the dark cave, he turned around and left directly.

Not long after Tian Ling'er left, where she was, the space was distorted, and more than a dozen figures walked out of it.

"Senior sister, if she goes back like this, the young sect master will definitely be questioned, do you..."The white-robed young man said, gesturing in his throat.

The girl in the white dress shook her head and said, "No, I just want her to go back, if she goes in with the young sect master, it will be troublesome, all this is in the hands of the deputy sect master, don't worry about her." ”

"But....." a young girl grimaced.

The girl in the white dress sighed: "This is what the young sect master must go through, he is too kind, and the shackles of Qingyun Gate on him are too deep, if you don't cut it, the young sect master will not leave Qingyun Gate easily." ”

The girl's face couldn't bear it: "Being betrayed by the master, this is too cruel for the young sect master, not to mention those faces of the righteous path, the young sect master is afraid that it will ......"

The girl in the white dress said: "The sect master has been prepared for a long time, and Tian Ling'er will not tell this matter in a short time, she needs an opportunity, an opportunity that is enough to destroy the young sect master, but at that time, it is time for us to appear and face Qingyunmen." ”

Everyone nodded, raised their hands, and the sky suddenly shattered, and one crystal clear gem after another fell, and they held it in their hands.

The girl in the white dress exhaled and said softly: "Let's go, it's something here, go back to your life first." ”

..........

Cave**, Zhang Xiaofan hid in a dark stone crevice, and he didn't dare to come out.

He secretly looked out, and saw that in the distance, those people from the Demon Sect formed a semicircle, each found a stone to sit down, and some of them sat directly on the ground, quite bold.

Among those people, Zhang Xiaofan also saw a few familiar figures, all of whom were seen in the blood dripping cave.

Wild dogs, old people, and so on.

However, behind them there was a young man with a very strange face, whom he had never seen.

At this moment, a deep voice sounded: "Everyone, be quiet for a while. ”

Suddenly, the audience fell silent for a moment, and the owner of the voice seemed to have great authority in the Demon Sect.

Due to the distance, he didn't dare to use his spiritual power, and he couldn't tell who the owner of the voice was for a while, so he had to quietly stretch out his neck and look out.

The torches on the stone wall burned quietly, occasionally making a "crackling" sound, pulling the shadows of the crowd to the elders.

Among them, a dark-skinned man got up and said in a deep voice: "Honorable envoy, this time the Ghost King Sect summoned us to this remote island, saying that it is a strange beast that has only been born once in three thousand years. But now that I've been looking for so long, I haven't found a single cow hair, but I've lured those annoying guys over, what should I do now?"

As soon as the words fell, the voice of the wild dog also sounded, and he said very dissatisfiedly: "What you say is reasonable, those nasty people who don't talk about the right way, even the Heavenly Dao Sect has come over, and let the comrades in the Immortal Sect die a lot, and I have to give Lao Tzu an explanation!"

The old man frowned, but he didn't speak, he was also very dissatisfied with this, many masters of the Blood Refining Hall all died under the sword of the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

"Would you like to know why?"

Suddenly, a sweet voice rang out, but it was indeed quite indifferent.

As soon as the woman's voice came out, Zhang Xiaofan was stunned and looked at the woman in green blankly.

"How can it be Baguio?"