returned to the previous island and opened up a new cave.

Fang Junmei walked into the cave and rolled the two of them in again, and then clicked a few times with his fingertips to unlock the seal of the two of them's words.

Between the movements, indifferent and silent, between the eyebrows, there is a majesty that is not angry and self-imposing.

......

"Seniors spare their lives!"

As soon as he untied it, the middle-aged man begged for mercy with a wretched look, only a handful of snot and tears.

"It's all because the younger generation is blind, so they will covet your old man's body, please be merciful and let us two lives go. ”

With this cowardly look, the woman who looked at it was all black, but the middle-aged man's next sentence made her feel a lot more relieved.

"If you must breathe this out, then come to me, my wife has nothing to do with this matter, and I hope you will give her a way out. ”

The middle-aged man said again, and carried it alone.

"I'm spineless, calculating that others lose, it's a big deal to die, my mother doesn't want you to help me carry it!"

Although I was relieved in my heart, I scolded very fiercely in my mouth.

"Shut up!"

A rare scolding for middle-aged men.

The two of them began to quarrel and shout.

Fang Jun's eyebrows swept over them, and he had already judged that this was a pair of living treasure-like monks.

......

"Shut up!"

A cold drink rose sharply, accompanied by a heavy coercion.

When the two of them heard this, they instantly shut up, and their faces were difficult to look at, and they all looked like they were waiting for death.

"How long have I been in retreat—"

Fang Junmei glanced at the two of them, and then asked, only halfway through the words, he realized that there was something wrong with the question, he paused again, and thought for a while: "You two, do you know that before the Northern Sacred Domain, a murderous soldier was born?"

"Yes, yes!"

The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly, looking flattering.

"If you want to kill, you will kill, and if you are afraid of death, you will not be a monk for a long time. ”

The woman was cold, looking like a tough guy, the opposite of a middle-aged man.

When the middle-aged man heard his wife's words, his face darkened a lot, and he was reprimanded!

Buzz Buzz –

The two of them quarreled again, like a vegetable market.

After Fang Junmei listened for a while, he simply sealed the woman's ability to speak again, and asked the middle-aged man alone.

......

"How long has it been since that murderer was born?"

Fang Junmei asked again.

"I'll do the math. ”

The middle-aged man blinked his copper bell and his eyes widened, and after a while, he said, "It's been almost two thousand five hundred years." ”

"How long has it been?"

Fang Junmei's heart was shocked, according to this calculation, his mind was immersed in the world of spatial spirit objects, at least for more than two thousand four hundred years, if it wasn't for this living treasure couple to forcibly wake him up, I don't know how long it would take.

There is no time to cultivate the truth, and it is indeed true at all. It can also be seen from the side that the difficulty of perceiving the way of space and the mystery of his spatial spiritual objects.

"What has happened in the cultivation realm for more than two thousand years?"

Fang Junmei asked again.

The middle-aged man told him what he knew, one by one.

......

In a blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

After the middle-aged man said that he had nothing to say, he begged for mercy again: "Senior, although the two of us are at fault first, but after all, we didn't do anything to you, can you let us live?"

Hearing this, Fang Junmei glanced at him, swept over the woman again, and said lightly: "Make an oath to me, you will never tell anyone the news that you have seen me here, and you can leave." ”

If you don't want to kill the ring, you just don't reveal your whereabouts.

When the two heard this, they were naturally overjoyed.

......

After a small half cup of tea, the couple headed north, while Fang Junmei went south again and continued to embark on the journey to the territory of the hundred tribes.

"Above the spatial phase, the sixth door of the spatial path ......"

Fang Jun's eyebrows stepped on the sword light, and his mouth muttered, his eyes full of thought.

Before he was awakened, he had been in that gray world, in the center of the destruction and rebirth of the space, and he felt the deeper way of space.

In the center, he has found the way of the sixth space.

But it has not yet been realized.

It's so hard!

It's so hard!

In addition, the spatial spirit object did not fuse successfully.

But in a short period of time, Fang Junmei didn't plan to enter that world again, this time fortunately someone interrupted him, what about the next time?

......

The Hundred Tribes Territory is composed of several huge continents and scattered islands, and the total area is about the size of three or four Terran lands.

In this area, there are many strange races, although the name is hundred, but in fact, there may be more, and the hundred tribes are just a general term.

Among them, the Doukui Clan, the Tianhai Clan, the Wolf Clan, the Wood Spirit Clan, the Blood Shura Clan, etc., are all strong races, while the Protoss can only be regarded as a small and medium-sized force.

The first stop of Fang Junmei's trip to the territory of the Hundred Clans was of course the Protoss, and it was expected that if Yang Xiaowan had been to the Hundred Clans Territory, he would definitely go to the Protoss first and ask Bai Lu for all kinds of news.

On this day, I finally arrived at the territory of the Protoss, the Sky Basin.

From a distance, in the huge basin, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, the green trees are continuous into the sea, and there is no appearance of war, a paradise-like scene.

There is no need to mention it.

After waiting outside for more than a month, Bai Lu came over, invited Fang Junmei into the clan, and walked over a bamboo sea.

......

"Brother Dao is like this now, I can't even recognize it, if you let Sister Xiao Slow see it, I will dislike you. ”

Bai Lu joked as he walked, still very enthusiastic about Fang Junmei, a great benefactor.

This woman's appearance has grown a little, and now she looks like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, but she is a little small, only about five feet, she looks extraordinarily delicate and lovely, and her realm is the same as Fang Junmei's, which is the early stage of her ancestors.

The illusory figure exudes white light, giving people a holy and dust-like taste.

When Fang Junmei heard this, he laughed, his beard swayed, and he didn't care.

"Bai Lu, I came here today to inquire about Xiao Slow's news, she left me to find the opportunity to change her Dao heart, it has been one or two thousand years, and there is no news so far. ”

While admiring the scenery of the Protoss territory, he asked.

"Hasn't Sister Xiao Slow gone back yet?"

When Bai Lu heard this, she frowned and said: "Not long after I left you, she came here to find me after that, asked me about the territory of the hundred clans, looked for the opportunity for the change of Dao heart, and then left, for so many years, I always thought that she had gone back." ”

Fang Junmei's face also turned a little condensed when he heard this.

"Brother Dao doesn't have to worry too much. ”

Bai Lu said empathetically: "The matter of the transformation of the Dao heart, it is impossible to say, the little slow sister is smart and clever, and the Ji people have their own natural appearance, so there may not be any accidents." In our clan, there are eyes and ears, I can ask them to help you find out, and Brother Dao will wait for news in our clan first. ”

Fang Junmei thought about it, then nodded and thanked him.

He went alone to look for it aimlessly, which is more than the eyes and ears of the Upper God Clan.

Thinking of the old grandmother and the Emperor of the Blood Sea, please also ask Bai Lu to inquire about it.

......

After flying for more than an hour, the bamboo sea finally came to an end.

A fertile turquoise plain, spread out on the ground, with tall trees towering and flowers blooming.

Among the treetops, there were white light cocoon-like things floating, and Bai Lu introduced that it was the house of the Protoss, and there were childlike Protoss coming and going, laughing, and a peaceful scene.

But Fang Junmei saw something unusual.

Sweeping his divine sense, there were too many, and they were all very powerful, and a few of them were even at least the level of a human being.

In many places near the body, there were obviously too many forbidden formations.

The guards in the clan seem to be loose and tight.

......

"Bai Lu, will there be a great enemy invasion in your clan?"

Fang Junmei glanced at it a few more times and asked very smartly.

When Bai Lu heard this, his eyes hesitated for a moment, and said, "Brother Dao doesn't have to think too much, it's just a precaution made early." You are my benefactor, and you may be a guest among the people. ”

Fang Junmei nodded slightly.

The other party didn't want to say, and he didn't ask anymore.

......

Fly all the way, and then go through the teleportation array.

After more than a month, I arrived at Bai Lu's house and met Bai Lu's father and mother, Bai Bai and Yuan Silk Fantasy.

The two of them welcomed Fang Junmei's arrival very much, and they were warmly hospitable, and they also responded to the news of helping to find out Yang Xiaoslow.

A good conversation.

Fang Junmei suddenly remembered an old thing, and asked, "Two seniors, do you know one of the nobles called Han Cicada?"

"Chilling?"

When the two of them heard this, their expressions were shocked, and their eyes stared.

"Why did you mention her all of a sudden?"

"Do you know where she is?"

During the day, he and Yuan Silk Fantasy became excited, and asked together, they knew without asking, and they definitely knew.

......

Fang Junmei nodded slightly, and said, "Two seniors, don't be too excited, I don't have too good news for you here." ”

When the two of them heard this, their faces changed.

"I once saw a wisp of her remnant soul in the space of a treasure, she has been killed, ask me to bring a letter to your gods, it is the owner of that treasure who killed her. ”

Fang Junmei said again.

What he said was an old incident during the selection of the top ten in Nansheng that year, and now it is just right.

"Senior Cicada, is there really an accident?"

"Who killed her?"

The expressions of the two turned to grief and indignation. And Bai Lu obviously didn't know, although he was saddened by the death of his clan, he was much calmer.

Fang Junmei said: "The two seniors mourn, I hope to tell me first, your relationship with the predecessors of the cold cicada, and I will explain the origin of this matter in detail." ”

During the day, he and Yuan Si exchanged glances and calmed down a little.

"Fellow Daoists, please stay in our clan for a while, and I will go and invite someone, and invite the people who are close to the cicada to come and talk to you in detail. ”

During the day, he said the right thing and went out.

......

It was only a few days, and he didn't come back during the day, but an old man of the Protoss arrived, and his aura was so strong that it was even more than the Colorful Lady of the Year, the Poor Clan and others.

"I've seen the Second Elder!"

Yuan Silk Fantasy and Bai Lu saluted together.