Chapter 247: Captured

Zhou Fuyao's body was facing the rock wall hanging in the seawater, one hand held the fluorite in front of his eyes, and the other hand gently stroked the traces left on the slightly spit rock wall. The marks on this fast rock wall are not very large, only a few half-foot-deep nicks, and if you are not careful, it is difficult to find these marks on this rock wall.

"There should be something down here!"

Zhou Fuyao looked at the scratches on the rock wall and finally confirmed it. From these traces, it can be seen that the wreckage of the Protoss battleship that fell from here like this trench did not collide with the rock wall too violently, but in the process of falling, it cut through the rock wall, so it left a few clear scratches on it. From the traces of these scratches, it can be seen that this piece of the wreckage of the Protoss warship should also be a large piece, otherwise it would not have left such deep scratches on the rock wall.

"Go down and have a look!"

Zhou Fuyao paid attention, moved his body, and dived down.

"Boy, I've finally found you. ”

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Zhou Fuyao's ears, he looked at the vague figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, and suddenly a huge sense of crisis surged in his heart, and the hairs on his body stood up at this moment. As soon as Zhou Fuyao's body moved, he was wrapped in a boundless force, and then his head hurt and he fainted.

"This kid reacts pretty quickly. ”

Qianmian looked at Zhou Fuyao, who had been fainted by himself, and smiled. Sandwiched Zhou Fuyao under his armpit, urged Zhenyuan, and his figure disappeared into this sea area.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Fuyao's consciousness slowly woke up, he had just woken up. He felt a pinprick in his head, but he couldn't bear it. He didn't rush to move his body, but began to investigate his current situation. At this time, he was no longer at the bottom of the sea. With the soft grass beneath him, the sound of the waves in his ears, and the occasional sound of seabirds, he first judged that he was on an island.

"Oops, the true yuan in the dantian can no longer be mobilized, although the divine consciousness has not been banned, but it has suffered the trauma of Yan zhòng, and it does not listen to the call. ”

Zhou Fuyao tried to mobilize the true yuan in the dantian, but the dantian did not react in the slightest. It's like it's closed. When he wanted to mobilize his divine sense, his brain suddenly began to hurt violently like thousands of silver needles piercing together, making him really frown.

"Lotus...... Lian?" Zhou Fuyao shouted loudly in his mind. But at this time, even Lian's voice did not sound as expected!

"Don't panic, Zhou Fuyao, don't panic at this time, you must be calm!" Zhou Fuyao comforted himself in his mind.

"If this person wants to kill himself, it is absolutely impossible to leave himself in the present, so I should not worry about my life!"

"This man knocked me out as soon as he made a move. And banned my cultivation, I guess I must have a plan, and I shouldn't be an enemy. ”

"So until this person has not achieved his purpose, then I am safe for the time being. Zhou Fuyao quickly calmed down. began to analyze them one by one in my heart.

"Boy, don't pretend, I know you're awake!"

A joking voice came into Zhou Fuyao's ears. At the moment when Zhou Fuyao woke up. Qianmian had already felt Zhou Fuyao's breathing enter another rhythm. Although this breathing adjustment is not obvious, Qianmian, who has been paying attention to Zhou Fuyao's physical condition, has already noticed it at the first time.

Zhou Fuyao opened his eyes slightly. After adjusting to the light outside, I opened my eyes completely. The first thing that catches your eye is the blue sky and white clouds, surrounded by faintly green trees. Zhou Fuyao struggled to support his body with his arms, and he still felt a tingling pain in his head, at that time, he was directly attacked by the powerful divine consciousness of a thousand faces and fainted, suffering from such a pain that made him feel that he was very difficult to control his body. Zhou Fuyao staggered to his feet, looked forward, in front of him was the wide sea, surrounded by dense forests, from time to time seabirds flew up or fell into the woods, he was now on a small meadow in front of the woods.

Zhou Fuyao looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on Qianmian, who was sitting on the boulder. Wearing a common white robe that represents the identity of the Witch Palace, Thousand Faces has short hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a simple face, looking like an ordinary little monk, and there is nothing particularly eye-catching. Of course, now Zhou Fuyao will definitely not regard Qianmian as an ordinary little monk, who can refine his cultivation with a single attack of his divine sense, and his divine consciousness has entered the middle stage of Tongxuan, which is not something that ordinary monks can do. Zhou Fuyao was confident that even a Yuanying monk would find it difficult to do this, and he crushed himself with the advantage of pushing the golden mountain and pouring the jade pillar in his divine sense.

Zhou Fuyao looked at the face in front of him, suddenly his eyes froze, and a few pictures quickly flashed in his mind, when he came out of Qianyun Mansion, the man who sat on the teahouse opposite Qianyun Mansion inadvertently swept over him, and the man who collided with him in a hurry on the street was the person in front of him.

"Remembered?" Qianmian asked when he saw Zhou Fuyao's eyes change, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Come to my senses! Senior, we have met twice in Daying City, once in the teahouse diagonally opposite Qianyun Mansion, and once on the street.

"I guess the senior left something on me when he collided with me that time!" Zhou Fuyao continued. Only in this way can the man in front of him find his position so accurately.

"Yes, you're a good guess! You're observant, and with a little more training, you'll be a great intelligence officer. Qianmian did not veto Zhou Fuyao, but generously admitted the matter. In his eyes, now that Zhou Fuyao was in the palm of his hand, it was impossible to escape again, so he didn't need to hide anything from Zhou Fuyao. This is his confidence in his own strength, a small monk who can be destroyed in the middle of his hand, pinched to death like an ant. Besides, as long as he gets the elixir, then naturally the sky is high and the birds will fly, and the sea will be wide and the fish will jump.

"Senior, it's really straightforward!" A look of surprise flashed on Zhou Fuyao's face, but he didn't expect Qianmian to admit it so readily.

"Boy, you don't have to praise me, but the difference in strength between us is too big, and I don't have to hide it from you. I've done my thing, and I'll naturally leave, so I won't embarrass you, so if you have anything to ask, just ask, and I'll naturally answer them for you one by one. Qianmian glanced at the strong and calm Zhou Fuyao, and nodded, this kid's appearance is not bad, he was banned from cultivating, and he can still be so calm, what is even more rare is that Zhou Fuyao's mind is so clear when he is severely damaged by his own divine sense.

Zhou Fuyao looked stunned, and he couldn't guess what Qianmian was thinking at this time.

"Dare to ask the name of the senior!" Zhou Fuyao's expression changed for a while, and he simply sat down on the grass, raised his head, and asked Qianmian. Anyway, if you want to kill him in front, you will already do it, why should you be so timid, the big deal is that your head will fall to the ground.

Qianmian looked at Zhou Fuyao, who was sitting directly on the ground, and curled his mouth, but he was not dissatisfied. He glanced at Zhou Fuyao and replied in a proud tone: "Ahead!"

"A Thousand Faces ......"

Zhou Fuyao silently recited the name several times in his heart, but he didn't have any impression.

"Senior Thousand Faces, why are you arresting me?" Zhou Fuyao saw that he had not heard of the name Thousand Faces, and asked directly.

Qianmian glanced at Zhou Fuyao deeply, and then said slowly: "I...... Capture...... Take...... You...... Be...... For...... Finish...... Immortal...... Dan ......"

"Xiandan! Do the seniors think that if they catch me, they will be able to exchange it for the elixir from my second uncle?" Zhou Fuyao asked with a deep frown.

"If I don't give it a try, how do I know! I thought that I was about to die of old age in the death row of the Witch Palace, but I didn't expect to survive and escape from death row, so I had to give it a try, both horizontal and vertical are dead, so I must fight. Qianmian jumped down from the boulder where he was sitting cross-legged, came to Zhou Fuyao's face, and stared at Zhou Fuyao's eyes.

Zhou Fuyao also greeted him with his eyes without fear, and all he saw from his eyes was madness, hysterical madness, and the kind of madness that would become benevolent if he didn't succeed. Zhou Fuyao also knew that Qianmian was telling the truth, because it was absolutely impossible for a person with this kind of gaze to lie.

"You just need to cooperate with me well, if you cooperate with me well, you will naturally be able to suffer less, if you don't cooperate with me well, I will naturally take care of you. Thousand Faces said sharply in a sudden tone. After finishing speaking, he glanced at Zhou Fuyao and suddenly waved his sleeves.

Zhou Fuyan's eyes froze, only to feel an incomparable huge force attacking, and then he flew out like a rootless duckweed and crashed into a boulder next to him.

"Poof......" Zhou Fuyao's body slashed diagonally from the boulder, only to see him pressing his chest in pain, but he still couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted straight out of his mouth.

"Zhou Fuyao, do you understand?" Qianmian slowly walked in front of Zhou Fuyao and asked Zhou Fuyao in a condescending tone.

Zhou Fuyao looked at Qianmian with extremely angry eyes, and wanted to stand up hard, but now his internal organs have been displaced, and Zhenyuan has also been sealed, and he just used his hands to support his body a little, but his hands softened, and he sat on the ground again. (To be continued......)