Low-key, this is the consistent style of the wind and the wind, I originally thought that I was a cheetah lurking in the night, but who knows, it has long been exposed to the eyes of the other party like a firefly.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile helplessly, and then looked at the vigilant appearance of the miscellaneous bird, and said secretly, it was obviously impossible to seize the Yan Jing from him.

Immediately came back to his senses, Xuan Chen, his eyes were deep, this person gave him a different feeling, unlike the two before, the old man who appeared at the beginning, killed him as soon as he met.

However, he did not resent, after all, he was at fault first, and the old woman he met after entering the tribe made him hold a grudge.

This old thing violently suppressed it indiscriminately, saying that the rabbit would kick the lion twice when he was in a hurry, not to mention that he was clear.

Xuanchen saw that the wind was clear and unharmed, so he handed him a piece of jade slip, and after a few simple words, he quickly left this place, coming and going faster, if it weren't for the collapse of the earth and mountains here, who would have thought that there had been a shocking battle here?

Yu Jian, who was holding the palm of his hand, recalled Xuan Chen's previous explanation in his mind, and his face couldn't help but show a sense of solemnity, and after a long silence, he turned around and walked backwards, not continuing to move forward.

The sky at dusk soon became dark, and he sat alone on a stone, without opening a cave, let alone casting an enchantment, just sitting there like this.

And the strange thing is that the Mochizuki clan seems to have been told something, and no one came to disturb him when he meditated all night.

When dawn came, he pinched the time, looked ahead, and looked at the jade slip that gradually turned red in his hand, his heart sank, and he suddenly stood up and prepared to walk forward.

Walking a few hundred meters forward, his face was a little strange, a little surprised, and his scattered divine sense obviously knew that there was a young man standing there five hundred meters ahead, and the road under his feet was the only way for him to go straight to the forbidden land of the Mochizuki clan.

"You, stop!"

Before he could get closer, the young man's low voice sounded in his ears, and although it was cold, it could not hide the pleasantness in it.

Feng Qingyang had doubts in his heart, but he didn't pay attention to it, and continued to move forward, and after a few breaths, he appeared in each other's eyes, only a hundred meters away.

The young man is not very old, and he looks like he is in his twenties, but what is amazing is that his cultivation has actually broken through to the Dao realm, which can be described as a generation of Tianjiao.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but shake his head secretly, thinking back to his past few years, he no longer had the youthful appearance he used to be, and he had gone through life and death to get to this point.

When he looked at the young man in front of him, he directly had the cultivation of entering the Dao realm in a peaceful place, which made him have to sigh, for a while, a touch of vicissitudes appeared on his face, and the light released in his eyes was even more gloomy.

"Daoist friends have been waiting for me here for a long time, is there something wrong?"

"You trespassed on my Mochizuki tribe, injured my brother Lei Chen, and even destroyed my Mochizuki land, you say, are you guilty?"

The young man shouted angrily, a flash of anger appeared on his face, and his eyes were about to burst into flames, if it weren't for some reason, he would have done it a long time ago.

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's eyes remained unchanged, but his face sank, for some reason, a grievance suddenly rose in his heart, looking at the innocent appearance of the young man, he suddenly felt very pitiful.

Others are injured and pitied, but they can only work on their wounds alone, and they have to defend against threats from all sides at all times, and if they don't pay attention, they will die on the spot.

Maybe it was his mood that changed suddenly, the young man's expression suddenly softened, looking at the clear eyes of the wind and the lonely aura emanating from his body, his heart suddenly became entangled.

"What am I guilty of? I don't know him, so he killed me without permission, so I am not allowed to resist? I pass through the land of your Mochizuki, but before I can enter, I am being chased by life and death, is it possible that I can only stand where I am and let you wait to be slaughtered?"

The words, like a series of cannons, were like a series of beads, and every word was beaded, and they bombarded the young man's heart, making him pale and backwards.

It can be seen that although this young man has cultivated as a posthumous person, he has little experience in personnel and has a simple appearance, which is really naïve.

Seeing him retreating, Feng Qingyang's eyes were a little unbearable, so he put away his momentum and stood quietly in place, although he was silent, the light in his eyes was extremely clear.

This clarity is like clear water, there is no magazine, so that people can see the bottom at a glance, this young man took a deep look at the wind Qingyang, and finally stopped talking.

The dawn was faint, and a fresh breeze blew the young man's hair away, and he naturally held it and pulled it behind his head.

This action was not deliberate, but it was a smooth hand, and when he looked at Feng Qingyang's straight gaze, the young man's raised hand suddenly stiffened and stopped in mid-air.

"I just met you in Pingshui, I passed by here, it was just an accident, today goodbye, he will not see you in the day!"

After speaking, he suddenly turned back, and his gaze became even more gloomy.

Today has missed the best time to enter, tomorrow night to enter, I am afraid that it is extremely dangerous, if others stop him like this, he would have stepped forward to blow it up.

This person looked like a man, but in fact he was a woman disguised as a man, and there were traces of spells on his face, which could be seen as long as he had experienced some complicated things in the cultivation realm.

It is precisely because he is a woman and is so innocent that this appearance reminds him of Zhu Xuezhu and Qian Duoduo back then, both of them, but they are all like this.

With a sigh, he gradually disappeared into the night, and the shadow of the lonely shadow was stretched out in the dawn moonlight, until a long, long time later, it slowly disappeared until it was gone.

Call......

Just after he disappeared, there was a twist beside the young man, the void cracked, and out came an old man, this old man was dressed in a silver robe, it was the Xuanchen that appeared during the day.

"Grandpa, isn't he really a bad guy?"

The young man spoke softly, and then his face changed, like a mirror, and between words, he suddenly turned into a brittle girl.

Although he was wearing a male cultivator's robe, it was still difficult to hide the green onion and exquisiteness in it.

"He's not a bad guy, the Tao is different, we just stand on the Tao opposite him!"

"Lei Ling, don't stop this person, he has already missed a time tonight, if you stop him, you will push him into the abyss. ”

Xuanchen sighed lightly, glanced at Lei Ling beside him fondly, raised his hand and rubbed her head.

"If your grandmother Ling Xiao doesn't change her temper, she will definitely suffer, as for Lei Chen, he is usually unruly, and he should have suffered a blow. ”

After speaking, he disappeared in place, leaving Lei Ling alone, looking at the direction where Feng Qingyang left in a daze, his eyes were confused, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Are you, really the one who stands on the opposite of us, as my grandfather said?"