Crane Ming Peak, Flying Immortal Residence, Tongde Palace.

This piece of heaven and earth has long become a purgatory on earth.

Xiao Zhong's eyes were dull, and his expression was blank.

The silver-faced man next to him didn't seem to care, sitting casually on the side, leisurely twisting the tea in his hand.

The wisps of light fell on the silver surface through the low clouds, and the slightly closed eyes slowly opened, I don't know if I was finally a little tired of the world in front of me, the man stood up, "Okay, let's go, it's time to do something more interesting." ”

With a flick of his sleeve, Xiao Zhong was swept up by it, and the silver light shot out towards the sky, and in a moment, another figure appeared where the silver-faced man was.

This figure was extremely similar to the silver-faced man's body and clothing, and if it weren't for the blood-red color of the mask he was wearing at this moment and the thick bloody aura on his body like a sea of blood, he would definitely be mistaken for a silver-faced man.

The blood-masked man's gaze flickered slightly as he stared at the place where the silver-masked man had disappeared.

"Is the wind blowing?" a whisper came out of his mouth, and the blood-colored man's right hand, as white as jade, stretched out and slowly wiped it over his face, and the mask disappeared, revealing an old and handsome face. If anyone saw this scene at this moment, they would be shocked, because this person was actually the same as the silver-faced man who had just left.

Fang Yueling, Fang Yue Gate. The clouds were a little lower, and the wind was rising.

"Master, I'm back. Xiao Yusheng pushed open the courtyard door and said loudly.

Everything was the same in the yard, with a few clusters of small flowers blooming in one corner.

"Master. Xiao Yusheng shouted again, and at the same time ran towards the ancestral hall.

No one answered.

The door of the ancestral hall was wide open, and Xiao Yusheng stepped in.

The ancestral hall was in a mess, and the spiritual seats of the patriarch were scattered all over the place.

Xiao Yusheng's heart sank, and what he was worried about still happened.

I didn't care about packing up the ancestral spiritual position, and hurried to other rooms, and sure enough, every room was messy, as if it had been overturned.

"Master must have been captured by the people of the Flying Immortal Residence. Xiao Yusheng's forehead had oozed cold sweat for some time.

He hurried to his house, crouched down in the doorway, and pried up a brick from the floor, and there was a hidden compartment inside. In the dark grid are two Dao symbols, one dark red and one light cyan.

Xiao Yusheng didn't think about it, so he took out the Dao talisman, turned around and walked out of the house, and rushed out.

But as soon as he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he was slightly stunned, Mo Yue appeared there at some point, still wearing his cyan robe.

"Why are you here?" Xiao Yusheng exclaimed.

Mo Yue didn't answer, but said, "Where are you going, going to the Flying Immortal Residence?"

Xiao Yusheng replied: "Master must have been arrested by them, I will go to save Master now." ”

Mo Yue was shocked, and just wanted to dissuade one or two, Xiao Yusheng had already snatched the door out and swept down the mountain.

Mo Yue floated after her, angry and anxious, and said, "You are only going to die now, you can't save your master, and you have to put your life there." ”

"When I go early, Master has a little more hope. If they arrest me, they will not embarrass my master. Master has raised me for sixteen years, even if I die, what do I have to fear!"

"You!" Mo Yue was stunned and stomped her feet in anger.

At this moment, Xiao Yusheng's running figure actually stopped, and Mo Yue was overjoyed, thinking that Xiao Yusheng had finally calmed down a little.

Xiao Yusheng turned to look at Mo Yue, his face was extremely solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't come with me, it's too dangerous for you to go there!"

Without waiting for Mo Yue to speak, he turned around and left again.

Mo Yue's body was stunned, looking at Xiao Yusheng's more and more blurred back, her eyes gradually softened, and her heart swelled with joy that she had never felt before, and she smiled faintly.

Just as Mo Yue was about to catch up with Xiao Yusheng again, his gaze suddenly froze, and a black firework like a crescent moon rose in the sky in the distance. Mo Yue's face showed a bit of surprise, "Is it finally here?" Okay, let's go find Tan Bo first, with him, Yusheng should be much safer." ”

Mo Yue hesitated for a moment, and then swept towards the black fireworks.

The sky was getting darker, and the clouds were low, adding a sense of oppression.

Two hours later, Xiao Yusheng stopped his body and sat cross-legged on the bluestone on the side of the road, breathing gradually a little disordered.

After all, his cultivation is still shallow, and besides, Fang Yuemen is nearly seven hundred miles away from Tianju Mountain, and even if he doesn't sleep at the moment, it will take two or three days to reach it.

However, he couldn't rest assured that his master was safe, and after only a moment, he stood up again, his face full of anxiety and inexplicable fear.

At this moment, a faint strange sound came from far and near.

Xiao Yusheng suddenly raised his head, and a silver light in the sky swept like a rainbow, and quickly disappeared into the sky without stopping.

Because the speed of the silver light came and went too fast, Xiao Yusheng only faintly saw that there seemed to be two figures in the silver light.

"A master above the eighth layer of the Dao Yuan Realm?" Xiao Yusheng had a look of surprise on his face, and the direction in which the silver light disappeared was exactly where Fang Yuemen was.

However, at this moment, Xiao Yusheng didn't have much time to worry about other things, shook his head and didn't think about it anymore, and continued to walk in the direction of Tianju Mountain.

Just after two or three steps, Xiao Yusheng suddenly stopped suddenly, "No, even if you don't see it clearly, Master's breath won't be wrong!"

"Boom", at this time, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, and Xiao Yusheng felt an inexplicable sense of ominousness in his heart.

Fang Yueling, Fang Yue Gate, in front of the ancestral hall.

A silver light fell. The silver light slowly dissipated, and the figures of the silver-faced man and Xiao Zhong appeared.

At a casual glance, there are three or two guest rooms, and the unknown grass in the corner of the wall is low, and the ancestral hall looks a little dim.

"Things are still the same, but the interesting people are gone. The silver-faced man's voice, who had been unwavering, suddenly felt a little more inexplicably stunned.

Xiao Zhong stood aside with a blank expression, not the slightest change because of the silver-faced man's words, nor because he returned to Fang Yuemen. And the silver-faced man seemed to fall into silence and didn't say a word.

It wasn't until a long time later that he sighed lightly, looked up at the thickening dark clouds, and seemed to say something, but after all, it was hidden by the more frequent thunder, and it was impossible to hear clearly.

At this time, the inexplicable look under the man's silver mask also disappeared, and once again became as calm and indifferent as an ancient well, but it seemed to be due to his temperament, which always gave people a bit of cynical illusion, and said to himself: "It's almost, I should take the things here." ”

After speaking, the white right hand slowly stretched out, and it was about to fall down on Xiao Zhong's head.

A green vine suddenly emerged from the ground in front of the silver-faced man, piercing the silver-faced man's eyes as fast as lightning.