The sky was dark and deep, the moon was fading, the stars were receding, and it was the darkest time before dawn.

On a high slope, with a small magic ball of light in front of Feng Qinglang, I can vaguely see the road ahead, it is an endless green, at the end of the dense green forest, is a velvety green meadow, at the end of the meadow, there is a turquoise stream, just like in the darkness and depression, the breath of life that symbolizes the future

The Nanxing Soul beside Feng Qinglang was already breathing a little fast, it was due to the fatigue of the overnight journey, coupled with the sadness of the heart, but Feng Qinglang knew that they couldn't stop yet, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go to that stream and rest for a while." ”

Nanxing Soul nodded silently, and then followed silently, and in the silence of depression, she finally asked softly, "Qinglang, didn't you get rid of that tail?"

Feng Qinglang turned his head very differently, and asked as he walked, "You also found out?"

Nanxing Soul shook his head and said, "I didn't find it, it's just that you turn back every once in a while, and the frequency of turning back is getting more and more frequent......"

Feng Qinglang said: "Well, there are indeed people tracking us, but it shouldn't be tracked by breath radar, because they can only know our general direction, but can't accurately locate us." ”

After a night of running and tossing, Nanxing Soul's mood had stabilized a lot at this time, and she said in a low voice: "You mean, one of us was manipulated, so the tracker can always follow accurately behind him?"

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly: "Not one of us......"

He hesitated for a moment, but still answered truthfully: "I think, it should be that you have been manipulated, Star Soul." ”

Nanxing Soul was puzzled: "Who did something to me?"

Feng Qinglang sighed and said, "Star Soul, there is a question, I haven't asked it, where is Nan Yong?"

Nanxing Soul immediately shook his head vigorously, and even couldn't help but raise his voice, and said, "It was my father who sent him out for something, it won't be him, it won't be him, I'm worried about whether he will have an accident."

Thinking of his most loyal servant, Nan Xing Soul couldn't accept that it was Nan Yong who betrayed him no matter what.

Feng Qinglang nodded, did not deny Nan Xing Soul's statement, and said calmly: "Nan Yong is not stupid, seeing that the situation is not right, no matter whether His Excellency Nan Ling tells him to finish that thing or not, he should be able to hide well...... So, in the past two days, apart from Nan Yong, who else has been in close contact with you, or even had physical contact?"

Nanxing Soul glanced at Feng Qinglang strangely, feeling the other party's hand on her back, which almost shared most of the strength she needed to move forward, she said softly: "And you, Qinglang." ”

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but tugged at the corners of his mouth, and said, "If it were me, I would have sold you a long time ago, and I was counting the money."

Nanxing Soul suddenly seemed to think of something, his face couldn't help but turn pale, and he said in a low voice: "The day before yesterday, Lotus Zheng came to visit me at Nan's house, saying that she had something at home, and she just asked for leave to go home, passing by the Qilin Mountains, and came to get together......"

Feng Qinglang didn't have too many surprises, and said calmly: "The reason is not important, the important thing is whether it is too coincidental."

Nanxing Soul said with a gloomy expression: "Looking back now, it's a bit of a coincidence. ”

The turquoise stream had arrived, Feng Qinglang took out a bottle of dark green slightly scarlet liquid from his backpack, handed it to Nanxing Soul and said: "You go down and rinse it, and then apply this bottle of liquid all over your body, I can't see what hands and feet have been done on your body, but if it is breath-type hands and feet, it can temporarily cover your breath." ”

Nanxing Soul took the bottle and looked at Feng Qinglang with a little hesitation, Feng Qinglang said softly: "Don't worry, I'll guard the stream." ”

But Nanxing Soul's expression was still speechless, his mouth moved slightly, but he didn't speak, Feng Qinglang finally reacted, people are not afraid of jackals and beasts, barren mountains and mountains, and no one peeps, then, people mind that they are beside them.

He hurriedly said: "Of course, I will arrange a magic pattern to prevent prying eyes, that is, you can see the outside clearly from the inside, and the outside ...... Okay, Star Soul, please don't look at me like that, I'll go a little farther away."

The sky gradually became a little white, and soon, Chaoxia's advance troops had quietly climbed up to the gray place, reflecting the dew drops on the grass under Feng Qinglang's feet, a little more red, and like a drop of blood.

Feng Qinglang ran the meditation chapter again, always felt that his mood was a little disordered, and he couldn't completely calm down, looking up in the direction he was coming from, he couldn't help frowning, and the trackers actually quickened their pace, and two strong breaths flew at a low altitude, clinging to the canopy of the woods, and speeding up.

Feng Qinglang turned his head slightly, the stream in the distance, because of the magic pattern arranged to prevent peeping, could not see the situation inside, only knew that the breath of Nanxing's soul stopped in place, gently undulating, he knew that she must have remembered something from the past again, and she couldn't help herself, and she cried again.

He was bitter in his heart, for the other party's experience, but also for his own wrong decision, this tracking method is very peculiar, obviously the previous can only roughly estimate their direction, but now they can accurately capture their coordinates, that can only show that soaking in the water, but it is wrong, maybe the original design of this tracking scheme is to take a bath as a trigger method, so that once the tracked person comes into contact with the water, he will immediately become a firefly in the night.

The breeze blew lightly, Feng Qinglang stood up from the grass, his feet no longer touched the ground, gently stepped on the dew on the grass, and greeted the two people who were approaching quickly, and said coldly: "Stop"

These two people are the pinnacle of the firmament, one of them is the white-bearded old man who has seen in front of the demon pattern wall in front, and the other is a middle-aged man in black, if it is before the spiritual sea has not resumed communication with the outside world, Feng Qinglang asked himself to solve them, just between breaths, at most it will consume part of the strength of the spiritual sea, but now that he is in the early stage of recovery, the weakest stage, these two guys, I am afraid that they will also bring a lot of trouble to themselves.

Yi Feng Qinglang now seemed to be only the strength of the real martial arts, of course, he couldn't make the two Firmament Martial Artists stop because of this, they moved forward quickly, and the man in black directly slapped it with a big hand when he was about to pass by.

The grass full of life immediately fell into the darkness of dead silence, and there was the howling of the devil everywhere, Feng Qinglang frowned, a little on his toes, and two drops of dew under his feet immediately ejected, piercing through the darkness of dead silence, and instantly intercepted in front of the two firmaments.

The expressions of the two firmaments changed at the same time, and in their eyes, that small drop of dew became more and more huge in the process of rising, so big that it had the potential to devour them, this kind of grabbing momentum, is it really something that a true martial artist can release?

The two hesitated slightly, feeling that the target was not far away, and they did not take risks, and finally stopped, standing in the air above Feng Qinglang, looking at Feng Qinglang solemnly, for them, they felt a little ridiculous, and a real martial artist really stopped them.

The white-bearded old man whispered, "Just now was an illusion?"

The man in black shook his head slightly, feeling a little confused.

The white-bearded old man didn't want to worry about these details, he looked down at Feng Qinglang coldly, and said: "You should be the dark line of the Nan family's generation, the Nan family is completely finished, the old man cherishes that you are a talent, if you are willing to abandon the dark and turn to the light, the old man will naturally have endless benefits for you."

Feng Qinglang felt that the Nanxing Soul behind him also sensed that something was wrong here, and his breath moved to the side of the stream, and he should have started to dress, so he raised his head and asked with a simple face: "What is the benefit?