My Skills Have Special Effects

Song Yuansi looked away with difficulty, her face both excited and confused.

He knew what kind of antiquities the terrifying boss in charge of the city lord's palace wanted. It was probably the sculpture in front of him, which was weird and contained ancient secrets.

If you can offer such an ancient relic, you will surely receive his generous praise!

Thinking of that young man with terrifying strength despite his young age, Song Yuansi's heart felt hot.

Priceless treasures of qi and blood, mysterious martial arts secrets, and extremely precious and hard-to-find spirit-transforming fruits...

Song Yuansi even had the idea of ​​killing people and seizing things for a moment.

But in the end, he still said firmly: "Deal! But you have to give me some time!"

Lin Yan's face remained calm, but deep down he was overjoyed. Did he really agree?

"Mr. Song, pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other."

"Don't worry, I know which ones have the most spiritual marrow reserves. I'll come back as soon as I go."

Seeing Song Yuansi leave quickly, Lin Yan's heart became more and more excited.

Obviously, there are not many spiritual marrows in Ding'an City.

If they all value the antiquities in the ruins so much, wouldn't he be prosperous? !

As long as he has enough spiritual marrow tubes, he can clear out all the ruins in the poisonous mist!

"There are also the ruins from before, the wooden sculpture and the four-eyed Vajra. I don't know if the poisonous fog has dispersed or if the place has collapsed. I missed it!"

Lin Yan felt distressed for a while and made up his mind to go back and have a look later.

After chatting with Chen Yuan and Mr. Xu for a while longer, Lin Yan benefited a lot. He even took out the inscriptions on the rubbings that were in the palace and temple at that time and asked Mr. Xu for advice.

"These three words are the Temple of the Goddess. It seems that the ruins you entered are enshrined in the two sculptures you mentioned."

Temple of the Goddess...

What kind of woman would be called a goddess?

For a moment, Lin Yan thought of the three women on the mural, thought of Xiaozhi, and thought of many things.

About half an hour later, Lin Yan saw Song Yuansi coming back alone from a distance, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the probability was small, he was still ready to escape in case Song Yuansi found someone to attack him.

A bag of spiritual essence woven with gold threads was handed into Lin Yan's hands: "Deal!"

Lin Yan picked one up and took a look. It was smaller in size than the ones found in corpse cockroaches, but the Bodhi gold medal vibrated, and it was indeed the spiritual marrow.

“Happy to work with!”

Lin Yan happily put away his spiritual essence, and seeing Song Yuansi covered in dust, he said, "Mr. Song, if I bring more things over next..."

"Take it!" Song Yuansi said resolutely, "I will take whatever amount you have!"

"good!"

Although Lin Yan's heart was burning, he did not lose his mind, especially because the extremely dangerous young man standing behind Song Yuansi.

Therefore, he is not prepared to sell continuously. It is best to find more items, accumulate them, and sell them short at once.

After bidding farewell to Song Yuansi.

Lin Yan left the Song family camp and headed towards the top of the poisonous fog mountain.

After running for about a quarter of an hour, Lin Yan suddenly paused slightly, then continued forward as if nothing had happened.

But in his slightly lowered eyes, there were already dark clouds, and his eyebrows were furrowed.

Someone is following!

The stalker is definitely a veteran, and he doesn’t know where to start.

It wasn't until just now that Lin Yan had some sense, and then he deliberately stopped tentatively, causing the opponent's steps to be disordered, and then he showed a little bit of weakness.

When did you follow?

After coming out of the Song family camp, he passed through wasteland. It is very likely that this person followed from the Song family camp!

Was it sent by Song Yuansi?

Or someone with empty fists?

They all have good reasons to send someone to follow them. Who could it be?

Lin Yan controlled the direction intentionally or unintentionally, and soon turned to a dense forest close to the poisonous fog. He could see the poisonous fog hundreds of feet in front of him. He could advance, attack, retreat or defend.

Just then he stopped and turned around: "Friends behind you! You've been following me for so long, why don't you come out?

"Or do you want to hide your head and show your tail all the time?"

After saying that, Lin Yan stared closely behind.

Not long after, a bush swayed open behind him, and an ordinary young man with a round face stepped out.

He was about in his early twenties and wore very ordinary clothes, similar to those of mountain people. He would be completely unrecognizable if thrown into a crowd.

But if you look carefully, you can see bursts of divine light gathering in his eyes, vaguely revealing a temperament that is completely different from ordinary people.

The round-faced young man scratched his hair and asked doubtfully: "How did you discover me?"

Lin Yan did not answer, but said in a deep voice: "Who are you? What do you want to do after following me for so long?"

The round-faced man smiled kindly, like a round groundhog, showing his white teeth: "Don't get me wrong, friend, I have been following you since I came out of the Song family camp. I am just following you. I have no ill intentions towards you."

"Does this mean there is no malice?" Lin Yan was slightly stunned, unable to react because of him.

The round-faced man took it as a matter of course, as if that was what he was thinking, and smiled naively: "No! You didn't break the ban. I neither want to catch you nor deal with you. I just follow you and observe you. Really?" There is no malice at all!"

Lin Yan: "..."

This was the first time Lin Yan had heard this statement, but looking at the round-faced man's expression, he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said.

Pretending to be crazy and acting stupid?

A cold light flashed in Lin Yan's eyes, and a kind smile appeared on his face: "I see..."

Before he finished speaking, the force under his feet suddenly exploded, and a large pit instantly opened in the ground. His figure was like a black lightning, approaching the round-faced young man quickly.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

The round-faced young man shouted, and his body suddenly floated, as if being pulled by an invisible rope, and he suddenly moved out. His movements were so graceful and elegant that Lin Yan was thrown away.

Lin Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, this speed was faster than him!

He stepped on his feet again, and with a loud crash, a pit opened up in the ground again. Lin Yan looked like an evil tiger and pounced on the young man.

The young man was like a ghost as light as a weight, and once again ducked sideways to avoid Lin Yan.

The two of them were chasing, escaping, catching, and hiding. Their movements were dazzlingly fast, and their speed was extremely fast.

But no matter how hard Lin Yan pursued him, he couldn't even touch the corner of the round-faced young man's clothes.

And every time he moves, he always opens and closes widely, causing the entire ground to explode.

But the movements of the round-faced young man were very gentle and erratic, as if he was strolling in a courtyard, and he easily dodged Lin Yan's attack.

Lin Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of shock. He could vaguely see that this young man's strength level was only at the Hard Level, but his speed was actually faster than that of him who specialized in "Dragon Shape Fist"!

"Stop chasing me! I really don't mean any harm...and you can't catch me! Why bother!"

The round-faced man muttered while dodging easily.

Can't catch up?

Lin Yan had sneers on his face. When the attack was over, his whole body suddenly shook. A strong momentum burst out, and layers of strength were injected into his legs.

The enemy and we are both injured, and the double force bursts out in a critical moment!

The next moment, his figure suddenly flashed and disappeared suddenly!

The round-faced man's expression suddenly changed.

But Lin Yan's speed at this moment was too fast!

He tried his best to lean to the side to avoid it, but suddenly he felt a pincer-like claw on his shoulder. Then, like a lion attacking his face, he was thrown away by a huge force, rolled into a ground gourd, and fell into the bushes. .

Before he could regain his consciousness, the numbness of his right elbow was firmly grasped, and a mountain-like knee pressed against his back, pressing him firmly to the ground.

Lin Yan swallowed hard with his other hand, covering the back of the round-faced man's head, with a hint of danger in his eyes: "I ask, you answer, if you don't speak well, your head will move."

The confusion on the face of the round-faced man has not faded away. He felt the terrifying force like needle pricks on the back of his head. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his face turned pale: "Friend, brother, big brother! Spare your life!"

"Who are you?"

The round-faced man's lips trembled: "My name is Fan Xiaopeng. I am twenty-five years old. I am a rabbit. I live on Red Gum Street. I have an old mother and father, and two younger sisters. I am only a little over ten years old..."

"Scheming?" Lin Yan pressed Fan Xiaopeng's head into the ground with a push of his hand, letting him take a mouthful of dirt before lifting it up again.

"Bah, bah, bah, I, I'm not being scheming! I'm really Fan Xiaopeng!"

"Who sent you here? Song Yuansi, or Kong Fist Sect?"

"No! No one sent me here, I followed you myself!"

"Yourself? Do you think I'm a fool?"

"Really, I just think that you are so strong at such a young age, so I followed you to have a look. I am curious, just curious!"

"Strong...so you saw me at the Song family camp last time?"

Fan Xiaopeng's face was suffocated: "Brother is so awesome, he guessed it right the first time!"

The Song family? Not like that!

Lin Yan frowned slightly. Of course he wouldn't believe Fan Xiaopeng's lies. He didn't even know whether the name was true or false.

However, when he heard the way Fan Xiaopeng spoke, he always felt very awkward. It was not the accent, but the tone and manner... He felt out of place.

Moreover, this boy's strength in the realm of strength can surpass Lin Yan in terms of speed!

Such terrifying talent and strength are indeed unlike those from the Song family and the Kong Fist Sect.

"It seems that if you don't suffer a little, you won't be able to speak well."

Lin Yan grabbed Fan Xiaopeng's neck, lifted him up, and walked toward the poisonous mist step by step.

"If you don't tell the truth, I can only throw you into the poisonous mist. This poisonous mist is extremely poisonous, and there is no antidote. Those who are poisoned will die in extreme pain."

The more Lin Yan said, the paler Fan Xiaopeng's face turned, and his whole face was trembling. He nodded crazily like a chicken pecking at rice: "If you don't suffer the consequences, I'll say it nicely! Brother! I'll say it nicely. What are you asking? I Just answer whatever you want and never hide anything, brother! Just ask, just ask!"

Lin Yan turned a deaf ear and left after mentioning Fan Xiaopeng.

This kid pretends to be crazy, makes jokes, and doesn't give him any serious threats. He really thinks he's smart.

Lin Yan did not speed up, but walked steadily towards the poisonous mist step by step.

A hundred steps ahead, Fan Xiaopeng was still talking nonstop, looking left and right, making jokes.

A hundred steps back, he saw that Lin Yan was not paying attention to him at all. He finally panicked completely, his heartbeat was about to jump out of his chest, and his whole body began to tremble.

"Stop! Stop! You can't hurt me. If you hurt me, there will be terrible consequences. You can't bear it!"

"Really, believe me! My identity is very unusual. If you really hurt me, you will definitely be unlucky in the end!"

"Brother, uncle! Let me beg you! I will tell you whatever I can. There are some things I really can't say!"

Lin Yan kept walking and sneered: "You admit that you don't speak well?!"

"Brother, stop quickly. Ouch, ouch, I've encountered poisonous mist. Stop, stop, I can't breathe!"

Finally, when Lin Yan carried him, he actually walked to the poisonous mist.

Fan Xiaopeng howled loudly: "Ooooo! I don't want to die! Ah Hua, Amei, I miss you so much! Wow wow, I'm only twenty-two years old, still so young, woo woo, hurry up Come and save me!"

Lin Yan: "..."

Twenty-two years old? Just now I said I was twenty-five!

Sure enough, this kid is dishonest and has been pretending to be stupid!

But until now, when the poisonous fog is about to approach, this kid has still sealed his mouth tightly. He clearly knows what Lin Yan wants to hear, but he just doesn't say it. He almost scares himself to the point of peeing his pants, but his mouth is still very hard. .

how to say……

Both timid and stubborn.

Lin Yan sighed slightly, it seemed that he couldn't ask anything anymore, so let's just kill him before asking.

Suddenly, a joking and sarcastic voice suddenly sounded.

"Hey, yo, Mr. Xiaopeng, who usually provokes chickens and dogs, and is hated by people and dogs, why is he howling like this today? It's really strange!"