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Everything in front of me turned upside down, and I stepped on the solid ground under my feet.A dense fog gathered not far away, which was the valley when they came in.

There is a faint whimper in the wind, which is the ubiquitous and resentful souls trapped here in the ancient battlefield.Fang Shiyi stretched out his hand and grabbed Meng Mingchao's hand, trying to tell him to be careful, but when he turned his head, he saw tears rolling down the face of the sign, and he couldn't help being stunned: "Hey, kid, I just said a few words about you, Why are you still crying?"

His mouth was impatient, but his hand was stretched out, gently wiping away his tears.

A crystal child... I haven't seen him cry since he was a child.

Meng Mingchao didn't move this time, he looked at Fang Shiyi carefully for a while, and rubbed his finger with his cheek nostalgicly.

He didn't want Fang Shiyi to become like that.

The two slowly walked into the thick fog, and there was a bloody smell in the flowing breath, but there was nothing clearly on the ground.Fang Shiyi frowned and waved his sleeves, a gust of air rose up, supporting the two of them to walk, at least they would not step on inexplicable things on the ground.

After walking for a while, he keenly heard something nearby.

Like broken breathing.

Fang Shiyi clenched his sword tightly and poked it carefully.

The dense fog dissipated a little, and blood trails appeared on the ground, stretching long behind a tree.

At the end lay a person, breathing weakly.It was the Great Elder from Beitian Palace.

The Great Elder's face was pale, blood was stained on his beard, and there were dark spots and light spots on the purple robe, almost discoloring the entire piece of clothing.

Shanhaimen has always been the leader of several sects, Beitiangong has always been unconvinced, fighting openly and secretly for hundreds of years, the disciples of the two sects will not give each other good looks when they see each other.But the other party did not do anything utterly unconscionable, and even kept abiding by the Northern Territory. Fang Suyi couldn't just leave him dead, so he was slightly taken aback, and hurried over to find the life-saving gift from Luo Zhiwei from his treasure bag. The elixir, forced him to open his mouth, and sent the elixir into his mouth.

Elder Du was in a semi-conscious state and did not swallow the elixir immediately.Fang Shiyi held his wrist and said in a low voice: "Senior Du, I will send you some spiritual power to heal your wounds, don't resist."

Elder Du tried his best to open his eyes and look at him.

The spiritual power was sent into the other party's spiritual veins, and the potency of the elixir was quickly dissipated. Not long after, Elder Du coughed a few times, sat up slowly, and looked at Fang Shiyi with complicated eyes.

"Are you able to walk?" According to Fang's experience in picking up things, most of these old men are arrogant and stubborn, especially hard-spoken.

Elder Du shook his head, stood up by himself, staggering a little.

Meng Mingchao folded his hands and watched coldly, not having a good impression of this Elder Du.

"Senior Du," Fang Shiyi hesitated for a moment, fearing that the old man would fall into the mud in front of the two juniors, so that he would be so angry that he would jump into the river of the ancient battlefield, and stepped forward to follow him, "You always see Are you looking at my uncle?"

Elder Du glanced at him indifferently, as if he was thinking about something, and said slowly after a long while: "He and the owner of Heming Village protected the group of Yaogu and Heming Village's juniors and left first."

Fang Shiyi instinctively felt what he wanted to say, but he was hesitant and didn't say anything.

The three walked quietly for a while, and Elder Du suddenly said again: "Boy, be careful when you go out."

"Ok?"

"Although it was chaotic at the time, many people saw you and your little brother getting into the lake." Elder Du glanced at him, "After you went in, the lake and the phantom of the treasure house disappeared together. No matter what happened, Now everyone thinks that you got the Excalibur and the items in the Fang family's treasure house."

Fang Shiyi guessed it, pursed his lips, but did not respond.As long as he doesn't admit it, no one can force him to speak out.

After all, it takes the blood of the Fang family to open the treasure house of the Fang family.

"Even if you are from the Shanhaimen, you are guilty of committing crimes..." Elder Du coughed a few times and sneered, "Besides, whether the people around you are worthy of trust is also a question."

Fang Shiyi frowned, his face paled a bit: "I don't need Senior Du to judge whether my master's sect is worthy of trust or not."

Elder Du didn't say anything more.

Walking all the way to the barrier of the mountain pass, and leaving the ancient battlefield after a few more steps, Elder Du suddenly said, "Actually, those things in the treasure house of the Fang family should belong to you, right?"

Meng Ming paused in his footsteps, looked in the distance, rubbed his thumb and index finger, and ignited a ray of golden flame under his sleeve, squinting his eyes, ready to make a move.

No one would suspect anything in an ancient battlefield where there was a constant crisis, and this remnant soul surnamed Du would not even think about escaping.

Fang Shiyi's eyelids twitched uneasily, he blocked Meng Mingchao, and said slowly, "What do you want to say, senior?"

"I'll give you a piece of advice," Elder Du said slowly and meaningfully, "Be careful of that Bai, Lu Tingchi...and your cold-hearted master."

"Senior said this is inappropriate." Fang Shiyi's face turned cold.

"You grew up in Shanhaimen, so you will naturally think that they are all very good." Elder Du walked to the edge of the enchantment, looked back at him with pity, "I know something is different, but I dare not speak... you just It's really not surprising, your father's cultivation is unrivaled, but compared with Wen Xiuyue, why was his trace erased after his death? Why didn't your master tell you about it?"

"I have the opportunity to come to the northern border, and for the sake of helping me, I will tell you something old."

After speaking, he got out of the barrier and disappeared into the ancient battlefield.

Fang Shiyi's mind buzzed for a moment, and he froze in place, without moving for a while.

Although he was not happy, but Meng Mingchao knew how important Shanhaimen and those elder friends were to Fang Shiyi. However, he had a premonition of uneasiness, and said in a deep voice, "Brother, what he said is not worthy of trust."

"...I know." The confusion on Fang Shiyi's face lasted only for a moment, and he shook his head.

Why did Elder Du tell him this?

If the teachers of Shanhaimen really had any problems, they would still be considered kind, but everything hidden after that was even more creepy. The ardent care and support for the past twenty years had ulterior motives, and it was like a nightmare.

But what if none of them have a problem?

What is Elder Du's intention?

Fang Shiyi pursed his lips, but there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

If Elder Du's words were addressed to other people, maybe it will really shake people. Even if they don't shake, they will start to think deeply. Usually, if you think about some trivial details carefully, you will figure out some other flavors. Scared myself to death.

But Fang Shiyi didn't believe it.

He is willing to unreservedly trust the master, uncle and other elders standing behind him.

Even if you believe in the wrong people, so what if you are pushed into the abyss by them.

Besides, they won't.

Meng Mingchao frowned when he thought of Elder Du's words, "Senior brother, let's wait a few days before going out."

There must be a crowd of people outside the valley now, waiting for Fang to go out and find out if he got something.If it wasn't for Fang Shiyi's reluctance, he would have killed this group of vampire-like greedy and despicable people long ago.

... Deep in his body, there seems to be an extremely disgusting emotion, both towards the human race and the demon race.

Seeing Fang Mantang's corpse turned into ashes and blowing away with the wind, the emotion was even sad and tyrannical, as if something was broken in my heart.

There was a wave in his stagnant heart, just like when he dreamed that many monsters were prostrate in front of him, crying, his first reaction was not to save them, but to kill them.

This emotion that fills his chest all the time, almost driving him to split, can only be melted slowly and comforted when he is by Fang Shiyi's side, like ice and snow meeting fire.

Fang Shiyi pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Let's go out now, if you wait for a long time, you will be regarded as guilty instead."

Meng Mingchao suppressed his emotions, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, whoever dares to bully senior brother, I will..." When he met Fang Shiyi's eyes, he changed his words, "I pulled out his mouth full of teeth."

"Sounds good." Fang Shisui smiled and walked out first.

The passage of time inside the ancient battlefield was inconsistent with the outside world. They might have stayed inside for three to five days, but half a month had passed outside.

The barrier at the mountain pass had been taken away, and the old man-like formation that surrounded the ancient battlefield screamed and shook after vomiting out the two of them.

Sure enough, there were people standing outside, all over the sky and on the ground, most of them were sitting cross-legged and adjusting their breath, and when they noticed someone else, they all looked at it.

Seeing clearly that it was Fang Shiyi, the atmosphere was a little weird in an instant. Many people stood up slowly, and unconsciously pressed their hands on weapons or treasure bags.

Fang Suyiquan pretended not to see it, looked left and right, saw Yaogu and the crowd, their eyes were slightly bright, and he was about to walk quickly.

Suddenly, several people stood in front of him.

Most of the famous casual cultivators have a fierce reputation, and this person is a famous fierce person.The one in the middle squinted his eyes and looked up and down Fang Shiyi, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth: "Everyone lost soldiers and generals on this trip, many lost their lives and arms and legs, but Fang Shaoxia seemed to have gained a lot."

Fang Shiyi faltered and looked at him lightly. Before he could speak, Meng Mingchao stood in front of him.The three of them took a look and saw a pale and weak little beauty with a sick face, they sneered: "Oh, Fang Shaoxia, who is famous all over the world, is actually standing behind a little sick ghost like a woman?"

"Ming Dynasty."

Fang Shiyi pressed Meng Mingchao's shoulder and was about to pull him back when another person appeared and stood in front of Meng Mingchao.A cold voice sounded: "Then stand behind me, what do you think?"

It was Lu Tingchi.

Two more people walked by and stood side by side with him: "The world-famous Fang Shaoxia is just a junior, and we are the same generation. How many people think?"

This time it was City Lord Bai and Lin Chenghe from Yijiange.

There are also Yijiange disciples nearby, who looked at them with a look of astonishment on their faces: "Little Master!"

Lin Chenghe held the scrolled bamboo slips, turned his head and gave Fang Suyi a gentle smile: "Fang Suyi, I will remember."

The faces of the three people who were in the way were ugly for a while—the strongest in the world of cultivation are respected, and the three of them fought together, and none of them had ever fought.

The three of them hesitated to retreat, and someone said again: "The Shanhaimen family has a great career, I can't afford to mess with it, why, Bai Yujing also wants to intervene?"

"Hmph, so what about the Shanhaimen, do they bully others? I hope Fang Shaoxia will give an account of what happened in Yungu."

"Yes, give an explanation!"

Noisy voices rang out, and one didn't need to think about it to know that someone was deliberately instigating.Fang Shiyi frowned, and was about to say the excuse he had thought up, when Lu Tingchi raised his eyelids, and said in a moderate voice, "Shiyi, your master told me to tell you that you should be modest. It hurt our Shanhaimen's face."

Fang Suyi: "?"

Lu Tingchi nodded at him, glanced at the people around him, and demonstrated indifferently: "What are you, worthy of my people from Shanhaimen to give an explanation?"

Fang Suyi: "..."