The hem of Zhang Ziyu's clothes was scratched by the skewed bamboo, and his body lagged behind.It was nothing at all, but he was too nervous and accidentally yelled out.

Zhang Ziyu looked back habitually, and suddenly stopped in his tracks, his expression becoming more serious.

The scene in front of him was too weird.

He found that the bamboo that hooked his clothes was divided into several distinct sections from bottom to top.The roots are emerald green, the kind of emerald green that is delicate and charming, and the upper part is withered, withered and yellow like straw.Further up is the normal color of black bamboo, and a section further up looks like withered straw.

This is about the middle of the bamboo, and the upper half is nothing special, it is dark green similar to the bamboo in front of me.

Looking into the bamboo forest along with the strange bamboos, they found that the bamboos under their feet grew in such a strange way.Only this one is like this, the front and back are all normal.

Zhang Ziyu was very scared, his face turned pale, and his legs felt weak.He didn't want to stay in this position and wanted to get out of here quickly.

But he felt that he should be calm at this time, so he forced a smile and said, "Maybe...the bamboos here are too dense, the sunlight is uneven, and the growth of bamboos is uneven. ...It's normal. Let's not stop here, let's go ahead and have a look ahead."

Zhou Yiguang seemed to see some clues, he squatted down: "No rush."

Zhou Yiguang looked down at the soil. This piece of land was dark red and extremely soft.

Just as he was about to reach out to touch him, Zhou Yan suddenly put his hand on his shoulder.

"Don't touch."

Zhou Yiguang withdrew his outstretched hand, his thumb twirled around the knuckle of his middle finger, and looked back at Zhou Yan playfully: "Why, are you worried about me? Are you afraid that I will be poisoned?"

Zhou Yan disdained: "I think you are dirty."

Zhou Yiguang smiled lightly and stood up.Ignoring Zhou Yan, I thought: I like it, but I still don't admit it, it's boring enough.

He patted the ashes on the corner of Zhang Ziyu's clothes, and said:

"Don't comfort yourself, it's not the sun's problem, there's a problem under the ground."

Zhang Ziyu laughed dryly, he realized that the two of them were just playing games until now, but looking at himself dripping with cold sweat, he felt ashamed.

A group of people continued to move forward, Zhang Ziyu looked at the two of them indifferently, and his mentality improved a lot, at least he was not as scared as before.

Until now, no one came to stop me when I broke into the forbidden area, it was obvious that I was inviting you into the urn.

It should be the predestined person who let go last night, that bandit who is not skilled in martial arts, has already secretly sent a letter to the person in charge of the door.The guess is right, that person is really an insider disciple of Shanghe Sect.

Zhou Yan suddenly asked Zhou Yiguang: "How is your Tianming swordsmanship going?"

"It's not good, I can't beat you anyway. But..."

Zhou Yiguang glanced at the depths of the bamboo forest, and said in a long voice, "The six people in the forest ahead seem easy to kill."

Sure enough, there was a rustling sound in the bamboo forest, and the people in ambush knew that they had been exposed, so they could only come out to fight head-on.

Zhou Yiguang dragged Zhang Ziyu behind him and Zhou Yan, and Zhang Ziyu's kindness reminded him to always keep it in his heart, counting it as kindness.

Zhou Yiguang drew his sword, and the pure internal force flashed with the cold light of the blade, and four of them fell to the ground and vomited blood.

The remaining two were quite capable and blocked the initial blow.They took a few steps back, staggering in stature but determined in their eyes. It was obvious that they were determined to die.After taking a few steps back, he rushed up again.

The two men were holding short knives, and their movements were fairly agile.Dodging all the way forward, Zhou Yiguang easily blocked the dagger that fell from one of the killers, and hit him on the right shoulder with his palm. The dagger came out of his hand, and then Zhou Yiguang twisted his neck.

There is the last one left, Zhou Yiguang didn't plan to make a killer move, he wanted to catch a living one, and asked for some news.

The other person, seeing that he was the only one left among the six of them, was shocked, his eyes dodged, and he looked at the bamboo forest beside him, as if he wanted to run away.Could it be that among the mortals who have been tempered into steel by Shanghemen, there are also those who are greedy for life and afraid of death?It shouldn't be, who hasn't been exploited with a fatal weakness in the above means of reconciliation?

But in fact, he didn't want to escape, and he couldn't escape. They were dead chess, discarded pieces, and couldn't survive.

He is faking, pretending to run away, in order to confuse the target prey.

The man pretended to run towards the bamboo forest, Zhou Yiguang dragged him back, the man staggered and turned around, pretending to be panic-stricken, almost fooling everyone.

Zhou Yiguang wanted to step forward to restrain him, but was suddenly pulled into his arms by Zhou Yan.Zhou Yan pressed the back of his neck, buried his face deeply in front of his chest, and covered it tightly.Zhou Yiguang didn't know what happened, and instinctively tried to break free, but the hand was so strong that he couldn't break free.

The killer who pretended to run away suddenly stood still, showing his hands hidden in his sleeves. The killer had a ferocious expression, as if he was enduring great pain. He activated his internal energy, and two balls of black energy burst out from his palms and rushed towards the surrounding area. Yan came oncoming.

Zhang Ziyu hid far behind the two of them, and was not affected by the black air, and didn't even know what happened.Zhou Yiguang was held tightly in Zhou Yan's arms, and he was not attacked by the black air at all.

All the black air was sucked in by Zhou Yan, Zhou Yan frowned, the black between the brows flashed past, but soon returned to normal.

Instinctively protecting Zhou Yiguang, Zhou Yan suddenly felt very at ease.

Zhou Yiguang struggled for a long time, just now Zhou Yan covered him so tightly that he was almost out of breath.

Now Zhou Yan's hand was slightly relaxed, and he pushed Zhou Yan away, knowing that Zhou Yan's sudden behavior must be blocking something for himself.

"what are you doing?"

Zhou Yiguang questioned Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan smiled: "Hold you."

Zhou Yiguang didn't believe his nonsense, looked him up and down, but didn't find any injuries, not even a single strand of hair was missing, and his clothes were still fluttering.

But he still didn't believe it. Zhou Yan was so nervous just now, something must have happened. At that time, Zhou Yan was holding himself tightly with both hands, and he didn't have any free hands to resist the attack.

He suddenly approached Zhou Yan, pinched his chin, and observed carefully.

There was no wound, but the man in front of him was really good-looking, with Fengshen's handsome features and picturesque features, he couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

Zhou Yan grabbed the hand holding his chin, let him let go, and squeezed Zhou Yiguang's wrist hard.Zhou Yan's hand was so strong that the warm skin on Zhou Yiguang's wrist turned pale.

In his eyes, he was clearly restraining, some kind of impulsiveness.

"You are so brave."

"Are you really all right?"

Zhou Yan looked at him with dangerous eyes, and his hands became more and more vigorous: "What? Do you want me to do something?"

Zhou Yiguang was in pain: "Hiss...no, I'm worried about you."

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