Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Good City Lord."

Shanwu nodded, what Zhang Yifeng said was imperial edict to them.

Zhang Yifeng looked at the Fountain of Goodness again, and said lightly: "You go to the tent to rest first."

Shanzhiquan shook his head quickly: "Sandy, this is not so good."

"I let you go in and take a good rest. If that thing doesn't come out actively, we may stay here for a few more days, and we must maintain our strength."

With Zhang Yifeng's insistence, Shan Zhiquan finally walked into the tent.

As soon as I entered the tent, that uncomfortable feeling actually faded.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng and Meng Nishang also entered the tent. Zhang Yifeng did not sleep, but closed his eyes and listened carefully to the wind and grass outside. He is worried that something will happen tonight.

Soon, two hours passed.

At night, it was still so quiet, and nothing strange happened.

Only then did Zhang Yifeng slowly relax his spirit, the sense of fear that darkness can naturally bring to people. Perhaps, it is not that something is spying on them in secret.

Unconsciously, Zhang Yifeng actually fell asleep.

The sensation was heavy until dawn. When Zhang Yifeng opened his eyes, he found that the dream clothes around him had disappeared. In shock, he hurried out of the tent.

Outside the tent, Meng Nishang is taking care of the fire, while the Spring of Goodness is lying on the ground.

"Scare yourself."

Zhang Yifeng smiled like self-deprecating. But then he frowned. Why did he sleep so hard last night? This is a very strange thing.

"Okay, everyone eat something, we will continue to search."

Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng spoke to the three of them.

Time passed, and another day passed. The four of them searched for five miles, but still found nothing.

In a blink of an eye, it was getting dark again.

"City Lord, shall we stay here tonight?"

"Of course, without investigating the whole story, how could we just go back like this."

The evening is still the vigil in turn at the Fountain of Good Wu and Good. Both of them are solo soldiers, and they are also considered as cultivators. It’s okay to sleep only four to five hours a day.

The next night, everything was still fine. It's just that Shanwu and Shanzhiquan's face is a bit ugly and looks a little pale.

"Shanzhiquan, Shanwu, are you uncomfortable?" Zhang Yifeng asked.

"No." The two shook their heads at the same time.

Zhang Yifeng didn't think too much, pointing to the front: "Search this direction today."

It was another day, and everyone still found nothing. The only thing wrong is that there are still no animals in the places they searched.

This is very unreasonable. It is absolutely abnormal that there is no animal within a few miles of a big mountain.

Generally speaking, the perception of animals is more sensitive than that of humans. Once they perceive danger, they will take the initiative to avoid it. All the animals in this mountain have disappeared, and it is obvious that they are in danger.

But what makes Zhang Yifeng wonder is that if there is really something terrifying in the forest, why didn't he act on them?

At night, Shanzhiquan and Shanwu did not enter the tent.

On the morning of the third day, nothing happened, and the only change-the faces of the two people of Shanzhiquan and Shanwu worsened.

They all walk a little floating.

Zhang Yifeng stopped the two again and asked them carefully whether they felt uncomfortable. Both shook their heads, saying that they were just a little tired.

"Well, let's search for another day. If there is no gain, then go back."

Zhang Yifeng really didn't expect things to become so weird and complicated. He originally thought it was a powerful beast, or a powerful warrior pretending to be a ghost here. Now it seems that things are a little weirder than imagined.

"Good City Lord."

On this day, the four went on the road again, again with nothing.

At night, the fire was lit again, and the faces of Shanwu and Shanzhiquan looked paler under the beating flame, as if the blood in their bodies had been sucked up.

Zhang Yifeng frowned and said, "You go to rest tonight, and I will watch the night myself."

"It's okay, City Lord, we can stand it."

How could the two of them let Zhang Yifeng watch the night and insist on letting Zhang Yifeng return to the tent.

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng insisted on re-election, he had to return to the tent.

However, this night, Zhang Yifeng has been restraining himself from letting himself fall asleep. He always feels wrong. As a cultivator in the bigu period, why does he feel sleepy? These few days are not quite exhausting.

This night, he cheered up and kept paying attention to the surrounding movement.

However, one night passed, and no abnormalities were found.

On the morning of the fourth day, the voice of Meng Nishang came from outside.

"Zhang Yifeng, come out and have a look. Brother Shanwu, are you okay?"

At this time, Shanwu's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his two eye sockets were sunken, as if he had taken drugs too much. He sat beside the extinguished fire, motionless! It's like dead.

After a long time, Shanwu's voice came: "I'm okay." After speaking, he smiled reluctantly.

Zhang Yifeng came out of the tent, his spirit was also a little sluggish. Seeing this scene, he frowned and said: "Clean up, the search is over, let's go back. If you stick to it, you will not be able to stand it."

"Ok."

Shanwu nodded numbly, and slowly stood up from the ground, but when he got up, he fell to the ground.

"Shanwu."

Zhang Yifeng and others were shocked, and quickly went over to support him. After probing his breath, he breathed a sigh of relief. Shanwu was still breathing, but he passed out.

Carrying Shanwu on his shoulders, Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly.

"We will send them back first."

I don't know why, Zhang Yifeng always feels that something is wrong.

However, they just raised their feet. With a bang, the fountain of goodness on the side also fell to the ground.

"The Fountain of Goodness."

This sudden change surprised everyone.

Zhang Yifeng put down Shanwu and explored the breath of Tanshan Fountain, and found that the smell of Shanshan Fountain was very weak, but he did not die.

He and Meng Nishang looked at each other, and their eyes were puzzled and shocked.

Both Shanwu and Shanquan are strong warriors, and even if they live in the wild for a long time, the ground of sleeping yin and tide will not become weak like this. Even if the two of them will become weaker, they will definitely not overwhelm the two strong fighters in just five days.

The situation of the two is very strange.

Could it be that this is related to the disappearance?

But why is there nothing unusual between Meng Nishang and him?

Zhang Yifeng was puzzled. Is it because they have a strong cultivation base?

Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng carefully observed Shan Zhiquan's body, his brows suddenly wrinkled: "Nishang, come here."

Meng Nishang came to Zhang Yifeng's side somewhat puzzled.

"Hold his hand." Zhang Yifeng handed the Fountain of Goodness to Meng Nishang's hand, "Do you feel anything?"

"So light! His body is so light." Meng Nishang said in surprise.