Now that you have become the wolf king, why be afraid of the sea emperor?

Jiang Zhouyin fell asleep in a daze, and felt that there was someone sitting next to him. He opened his eyes with difficulty and found that it was Fu Xingyou.彡彡威凊

Then Jiang Zhouyin couldn't sleep anymore.

Fu Xingyou's eyes were playful, and he was totally different from the usual obedient one.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Fu Xingyou asked.

Jiang Zhouyin had a clear mind, sat up silently, and asked after a while, "Which one?"

"Not one of them." The other party smiled, "It's all me."

That fearless aura is impressive—when he killed Bai Feng.

Jiang Zhouyin said he didn't care, but at this time he was a little hypocritical, and asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

"Master will know in the future." This bastard has no respect at all when he reads the word "Master" now, as if he has encountered something particularly novel and interesting. ...is that it?

It's too long!

Jiang Zhouyin nodded, got out of bed and went out, followed by Fu Xingyou, "What is Master doing?"

Jiang Zhouyin couldn't say no to this person, he was just a little upset and wanted to go out for a walk.

It was not dawn, and the surrounding area was shrouded in a layer of misty darkness.

Jiang Zhouyin passed through a pavilion and waterside pavilion, and heard a sad and choked cry. Across the dark and sparkling lake, he saw Song Wanying kneeling next to the opposite rockery and setting off lanterns.

Baifeng's birthday is written on the lantern, hoping that he will enter bliss sooner.

But probably not, Jiang Zhouyin thought to himself, Bai Feng was beaten to death by Fu Xingyou that day, otherwise Xie Hongyuan would have "spirited" to get the truth.

Jiang Zhouyin just never thought that Song Wanying had a deep affection for Baifeng.

The other half is right, Song Wanying is crying for herself, the Qiongyu Sect is bound to decline, and will be removed from the Eight Sects in a short time, where is she going?

Jiang Zhouyin didn't continue to watch, he couldn't feel sympathy, but took out the sound transmission stone to contact Mu Xifeng, who should be here soon.

However, the voice transmission turned on and off, and Jiang Zhouyin felt something was wrong after going back and forth several times, so he turned his head and asked Fu Xingyou, "Where did you and your senior brother separate from?"

Fu Xingyou's consciousness has been gradually merging, and he has been engaged in a tug-of-war, which makes him occasionally unsteady. In addition, Mu Xifeng is accompanied by Mingyou, so he is not worried about the big brother at all...

Fu Xingyou's face froze for a moment, "It stands to reason that we should have joined us long ago."

Jiang Zhouyin took a deep breath.

Jiang Zhouyin hurriedly went to Lu Zhongran and explained the matter in general. Lu Zhongran immediately contacted Elder Yunbao and asked him to see if Mu Xifeng's ever-burning light was on. After receiving an affirmative answer, Lu Zhongran said in a low voice, " Then there must be a problem on the way."

Something must have gone wrong, Lu Zhongran couldn't even tell what Mu Xifeng was traveling with Mingyou, and Mu Xifeng was worried about Jiang Zhouyin's safety, so he definitely wouldn't stop.

"Senior brother has been following me before..." Fu Xingyou squinted his eyes and fell into some kind of guidance. The track in his mind started from that deserted city and spread to a certain place before he paused, "I know."

Lu Zhongran still had a lot of sect affairs to deal with, and Jiang Zhouyin would not be able to drag him along because the situation was unknown, so he planned to leave first.

"My fault." Standing behind Jiang Zhouyin, Fu Xingyou said in a low voice while riding on a boat-style flying instrument.

Jiang Zhouyin rubbed his head, "It has nothing to do with you."

Mu Xifeng was worried about his safety, and Fu Xingyou would only be more anxious. It was reasonable that he didn't notice Mu Xifeng's trace all the way here, not to mention that this person seemed to be awakened now, and Jiang Zhouyin couldn't imagine the degree of suffering.

Fu Xingyou gave Jiang Zhouyin the feeling that occasionally it was not like before. The magic weapon pierced through the clouds, and according to the guidance of Fu Xingyou's thoughts, it finally stopped in front of a huge ravine.

This place seems to have split the earth into two fiercely. The edge of the cut is full of scars. There are green hills on both sides, but there seems to be something that swallows life, and no grass grows.

"I didn't notice it when I came here." Jiang Zhouyin said.

"Hmm." Fu Xingyou also felt a bit of discomfort from it.

Jiang Zhouyin didn't hesitate, "Go down and have a look."

As soon as it landed, the wind gushed into the narrow space, and the sound of gold and stone colliding suddenly burst out. Jiang Zhouyin even heard the buzzing and gradually clear sound of killing and cutting in it, as if this place had experienced fierce battles and insisted on it to the death. The dead are still there.

The surrounding rock walls were blown bright by the mountain wind, but those traces of confusion were exuded in the details, telling the world that this place was indeed a battlefield.

Fu Xingyou suddenly pressed his forehead and staggered on the spot.

Jiang Zhouyin supported him, "What's wrong?!"

Fu Xingyou shook his head, speechless.

Jiang Zhouyin immediately pinched the center of his brows with one finger, entered the realm of the soul, and when he looked up, he saw that Fu Xingyou's soul was several times taller, and he frowned slightly, looking very painful.

Jiang Zhouyin released his soul to appease, and at the same time took out a sixth-grade golden pill that stabilized the soul from the ring and fed it to Fu Xingyou.

"Have you been working so hard recently?" Jiang Zhouyin asked suddenly.

Fu Xingyou panted lightly, and said with a smile, "Master, do you love me?"

Worried about dragging his feet and disturbing Jiang Zhouyin, Fu Xingyou really could not say a word. At this moment, Jiang Zhouyin and his forehead were pressed against his forehead, just like when he was suffering from the evil poison in the past. This is his man, how can he not feel sorry for him?

coincidence?Jiang Zhouyin thought again, why did Fu Xingyou react violently as soon as he came here.

At this moment Fu Xingyou opened his eyes, he relaxed a lot, turned his head to look, Jiang Zhouyin followed his line of sight, and saw Guikui brought out from the forbidden area of ​​Lingtian League.

After returning to Fanyun Mountain, Jiang Zhouyin moved Guikui to a better nest, and he has been cultivating in it. Jiang Zhouyin thought that he fell into a deep sleep and didn't know when he would wake up, but unexpectedly came out at this moment.

Guikui's phantom is no longer tattered, and the darkness that has been suppressed for many years has dissipated. His fingertips are so white that they are almost transparent, and he is gently stroking the smooth mountain wall, as if he is an old friend, once, the lower body He finally grew legs, with a delicate face, exuding the nobility of a son of an aristocratic family, and wearing a military uniform without any sense of disobedience.

Fu Xingyou stared at Gui Kui in a daze.

Jiang Zhouyin stepped forward, "Are you familiar with it?"

Gui Kui nodded, he didn't even know what he was familiar with, but his silent blood boiled suddenly, he was an undead, he shouldn't have these emotions, but it was real, all in his chest.

Gui Kui swung his fingertips up and down the mountain wall, and Jiang Zhouyin took a closer look and saw two lines of words: Lying in the night to listen to the wind and rain, and the iron horse and ice river to dream.

Those years of glorious battles broke through the burial of time, and Jiang Zhouyin was able to glimpse a corner.

The most urgent thing is to find Mu Xifeng, Jiang Zhouyin asked again, "Apart from us, can you feel other living souls?"

The trend here is messy, and it is very difficult for Jiang Zhouyin to find it.

Gui Kui closed his eyes a little, nodded to Jiang Zhouyin after perceiving for a while, and then drifted somewhere.

Jiang Zhouyin and the others followed closely behind, and Jiang Zhouyin held Fu Xingyou's hand tightly, worried that he would have a headache or dizziness again.

Fu Xingyou is really so satisfied that he doesn't know what to do.

Gui Kui led them to stop in front of a mountain wall, which looked no different from other places, but Jiang Zhouyin quickly saw the mystery of it, he pulled out his sword and stabbed it in without any hindrance, the blade of the sword snapped Halfway through, it means that the mountain wall in front of him is a blindfold, and Guikui floated straight in. This time, Fu Xingyou took a step ahead of Jiang Zhouyin.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a cave inside.

There are many casual cultivators who build mansions in places where there is no one, and they have almost all kinds of things. When they bypass a screen, the field of vision expands, a semicircle, and a circle of vertical black wooden coffins is close to the edge.

Jiang Zhouyin looked at Guikui, and silently asked if it was your suppressed compatriots?Gui Kui shook his head, thinking about it, he was right, this place is separated by thousands of miles from Ling Tianmeng's forbidden area.

Without fear, Jiang Zhouyin walked to the nearest coffin, and opened it tentatively, "Squeak..." It's advanced enough, Jiang Zhouyin thought, it's still flipped open.

The door of the coffin was opened, and there was a skeleton lying inside, but it was obvious from the clothes that it had died not long ago.

Jiang Zhouyin frowned fiercely, someone is sucking a living person!Thinking of Mu Xifeng falling into it, Jiang Zhouyin became irritable.

Wait until you catch your mouth and beat him crookedly.

"Master!" Fu Xingyou said suddenly.

Jiang Zhouyin stopped walking, and raised his head as if aware of it, and saw that the coffin in the middle opened at some point, and there was a woman lying in it, with black eye sockets, staring at them with wide eyes.

The woman was a little old, with no expression on her face. Just when Jiang Zhouyin thought it was a corpse, the woman opened her mouth suddenly. Her mouth was also black, and her cry was very ear-piercing, as if thousands of needles had been pierced into the brain at the same time. The gravel couldn't stand the sonic vibration and fell in large chunks.

Thinking of the dressing table he saw when he first entered this cave, Jiang Zhouyin suddenly realized that the monk who sucked strangers was her!

The woman stretched her arms forward, and rushed towards Jiang Zhouyin and the two like zombies. Jiang Zhouyin felt the ghost energy the moment it struck, and she was in the late stage of out-of-body cultivation.

Jiang Zhouyin pushed Fu Xingyou away, and swung his sword to block, the woman's ghost claws were so long that they almost reached Jiang Zhouyin's eye pupils, but Jiang Zhouyin had no fear, his face was cold, "Where is my apprentice? !"

The uninterrupted sound waves came out from the woman's mouth, Jiang Zhouyin had already used the barrier to resist, his eyes flashed fiercely, and the lightness and laziness faded away, and the whole person was like a sword just unsheathed.

The sword turned, and Jiang Zhouyin repelled the woman violently. After taking another step forward, the surrounding space trembled. At the same time, a golden formation unfolded from under Jiang Zhouyin's feet. It is indeed not low, but you are a ghost cultivator."

Ghost cultivators are not favored by the heavens, and are mostly formed by the illusion of resentful spirits and evil spirits. They are completely different from demigods like Lord Huang Quan, and there is no blood problem at all.

Jiang Zhouyin was once cheated by a ghost cultivator in a certain world, which made him learn from the pain and did a lot of homework.

As soon as the formation appeared, the woman raised her hand to cover her face and backed away screaming.

Jiang Zhouyin's figure was cold, "I'll ask again, where is my apprentice?"

The woman didn't speak, and was looking for a way to break it. Jiang Zhouyin lost his patience, swung his sword horizontally, and swept around like a rotten one. Those coffins shattered in response, and the corpses inside fell one by one. Jiang Zhouyin quickly glanced, Make sure there are no two Mu Xifeng.

The woman's hoarse voice sounded at this time, with a bit of resentment, "You are deceiving people too much..."

Jiang Zhouyin: "?" Shouldn't I say this? !