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Scar's expression was uneasy, and his tone was stiff.There was three points of disgust and seven points of fear in the eyes of wantonly looking at the two people in front of him.

Immediately, he drove away the little guy who was reporting by his side, took the torch in the other party's hand, turned around and walked in front of Xuanlan again.

The traces of repairing the old monk's robe on Xuanlan's body are more obvious under the background of the fire.

He was tall and tall, although his expression was peaceful, but when he faced Scar, his aura was not lost at all, and he even faintly suppressed it.

Seeing Xuanlan reciting a Buddha's name in a low voice, the aura around him suddenly froze, causing the hand holding the torch on Scarface's face to tighten, and the expression on his face became even more ugly.

Scarface opened his skirt with one hand, and took out an indigo embroidered gold cloth bag from it. The cloth bag was only half the size of his palm, exquisite in style and expensive in material, and it was lying quietly in his palm at this moment.

Xuanlan fiddled with the Buddhist beads subconsciously a few times, took the indigo cloth bag from Scarface, and took out a small silver bracelet wrapped in it.

"This is the thing that the young master used to wear next to his body." Xuanlan said firmly after feeling the remaining breath on the bracelet.

Dao Scar's face saw that he did have a somewhat capable appearance, and the frown that was originally tightly knit just now relaxed a little: "Yes."

"The young master's fate has been much lighter than others since he was a child. At this time, the family specially asked for a bracelet from the Taoist priest in order to 'death' him when he was young." The man explained so patiently for the first time: "I have worn it for the first three Years, even if he suppressed his life, the young master will no longer wear it."

Zhang Qinglan was originally concerned about the abnormal body temperature and too weak pulse of the people in the town. When she heard Xuanlan's voice, she turned her eyes to the exquisitely carved bracelet.

After careful perception, I didn't find any abnormality on the bracelet... I didn't even detect the slightest bit of aura.

Standing beside Zhang Qinglan, Ao Zhan grabbed the young man's arm with his backhand, staring at Xuanlan and Scarface vigilantly, trying to pull the young man behind him.

After looking at it for a moment, Xuanlan put the silver bracelet that belonged to the young master of the Yu family back into the cloth bag properly, and he put the cloth bag into a dark pocket in his sleeve and carried it with him.

Scarface withdrew his softened eyes when talking about the young master, stood back at the front of the line, straightened his men and horses, and quickly gave an order to lead everyone to Luliao Mountain.

Yuanming and Yuanzheng followed Xuanlan obediently, walking forward with a dull head.

Feeling the cold touch of Ao Shige on the forearm that was lower than her body temperature was faintly coming through the fabric, Zhang Qinglan's eyes flashed in a daze for a moment, and she twirled her fingertips a few times, recalling the pale complexion of the father and son at that time.

"Concentrate on the road." Ao Zhan took Zhang Qinglan's hand, keenly caught Zhang Qinglan's absent-mindedness, and finally couldn't help but teach him a lesson after leading him to avoid a few scattered gravels under his feet.

The man's voice was low and hoarse, and suddenly it rang in Zhang Qinglan's ears, and finally pulled back the other's wandering thoughts.

Zhang Qinglan blinked, seeing Ao Zhan's not-so-ugly complexion, he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief:

"Ah."

When she retracted her gaze, out of the corner of her eye she glanced past the guard who was walking on her right, but Zhang Qinglan suddenly realized that the servant was exhausted because she was out of energy in the middle of the night, or because of the long journey... In short, the other party The blood on his face had faded, his eyes were black and blue, and he looked obviously exhausted.

After observing several servants one after another, Zhang Qinglan realized that the fatigue had already climbed up on the faces of many people.

Before he entered the town and noticed the abnormality, he didn't actually notice these things.Zhang Qinglan's five fingers covered by her sleeves clenched into fists, confirming that she generally cast her gaze towards the scarred face.

That man was originally a reckless man with a black face and purple lips, but if you look closely, the man's lips are indeed covered with a layer of paleness, which is hard to detect.

As if sensing the changes in the people around him, Ao Zhan released his right hand holding the young man's arm, turned his fingers together, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice when no one was paying attention: "Meditate."

The cold temperature came along with the usual supernatural fragrance of the man's body, which instantly soothed Zhang Qinglan's chaotic mood.

For the next half an hour, the group of people moved forward in suspense. After walking out of Luoqian Town, they walked forward for an unknown number of miles.

It wasn't until Scarface ordered his subordinates to take out the sickle to cut down the bushes lying diagonally ahead, that a narrow mountain road that could only accommodate one person appeared in front of everyone.

Several servants stepped into the woods first, and their cloth boots stepped on the dry grass, making a few muffled creaking sounds.

Scarface stood guard at the entrance, leaning against the thick tree trunk, raised his hand at the five people, raised his eyebrows and said, "Please."

Xuanlan took out the silver bracelet from his sleeve pocket, first formed a simple handprint in the void, then raised his monk's robe and stepped into Luliao Mountain.

The rest of the people followed closely behind Xuanlan, and after a while, a group of people filed in.

It's past midnight, the night sky is covered with dark clouds, the stars are sparse, blocked by dense branches and leaves, only a ray of light casts through the gaps in the leaves and falls on the overgrown weeds and bushes.

Zhang Qinglan bent down to avoid a branch lying in front of her eyes, and looked back at the entrance thoughtfully, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

The aura in the Luliao Mountains is particularly strong. Zhang Qinglan could already feel the aura in the air was so thick that it almost condensed into a stream, shuttled between the mountains and forests, and spread outwards just after stepping into the forest.

Such abundance of aura should be a boon to the creatures in the mountains, but Zhang Qinglan followed the crowd and looked around with the light of the torches in the hands of others, and found that the edges of the leaves of the surrounding plants had turned yellow, and the branches were decaying and drooping. , Even the light of the torches seemed to be covered with dust after entering the mountain, and became somewhat dim.

Gently opening the hands that shook Ao Zhan, Zhang Qinglan shook her head, facing the man's uneasy scrutiny, pointed to the blood jade Chongli hanging around her neck.

Ao Zhan frowned deeply, but the two of them looked at each other but kept walking, and then walked a few steps forward, then he stroked the frizzy long hair on the young man's head with tacit consent, turned around and walked forward quickly, silently blocking Young people behind.

Seeing that the light of the torch was gradually blocked by the man's broad back, Zhang Qinglan deliberately looked in the direction of Xuanlan and Scarface, and confirmed that the two were talking about the bracelet and had no time to think about other things. Then she silently nodded and covered her neck. A flash of red light.

The red light slowly dissipated in the dark night, and after a while, a round compass and three dark yellow charms written in cinnabar appeared in Zhang Qinglan's hands.

Zhang Qinglan gripped the compass tightly, folded one of the charms, and sandwiched it between the two fingers of her right hand, and then secretly mobilized her true energy to inject spiritual energy into the compass.

at the same time!I saw a dazzling white light flashing in the dense forest, and then there was a loud noise that exploded above everyone's heads, and there was a "boom", which made people tremble involuntarily in fright.

"Scared!" A young servant in the crowd jumped up, his face was so frightened by the thunder that he almost fell to the ground with his knees limp.

Zhang Qinglan was also defenseless, but when the thunder sounded, she was hugged into a broad embrace, her arms were tightly bound, and she couldn't move.

A thick dead log in the direction of everyone was struck by lightning at this time, and it fell crookedly on the ground, and there were even sparks of fire on it, which were clearly extinguished.

Xuan Lan guarded the two juniors behind him, frowning as he looked at everything that happened in front of him.Turning around after a while, looking at the young man nestled in the man's arms, his eyes froze for a few seconds and then retracted, revealing a gloomy emotion in his eyes that should not be noticed.

"It seems that there will be a heavy rain soon... Has anyone been injured?" Xuan Lan asked in a calm tone, making it difficult for anyone to make mistakes.

Everyone was only frightened by the sudden thunder, but they were not harmed, so they shook their heads.

Zhang Qinglan pretended to be buried in Ao Zhan's arms to show a look of fear, but actually concentrated on driving the compass.After a while, the compass needle shook, finally revealing the true direction of the aura in Luliao Mountain.

I saw that the aura in the mountain was indeed rich, and could even condense into millions of streams like fog condensed into water droplets.

However, these auras are not used by the Luliao Mountain itself, but are continuously flowing in a certain direction. In other words, the aura produced in the forest is constantly being lost over time.

Zhang Qinglan raised her head from Ao Zhan's arms, looked in the direction of the compass pointer, and could vaguely detect the direction where the spiritual energy slipped away...it was Luoqian Town, which was located near the foot of the mountain.

Breathing was full of the fragrance of Ao Zhan's body that could calm the mind. Zhang Qinglan stood on tiptoe, leaned close to the man's ear, and whispered what she had discovered, before taking two steps back and leaving the embrace.

Ao Zhan glanced at the emptiness in front of him, and after a while, he nodded towards the young man, indicating that he knew about it.

The people nearby also gradually recovered from the panic, helping each other to stand up.

Scarface turned his head to look at the silver bracelet in Xuanlan's hand that had already glowed faintly at some point, and the flesh on his face couldn't help but frown, gritted his teeth after a while, and waved to the subordinates behind him: "Go ahead. "

The group of people who were already in discord seemed to be split, and gradually separated into three groups that gathered separately, walking scattered in the forest.

There were many people in the mountains and forests, most of the servants were exhausted, walking on the mountain road, they didn't even have the strength to speak.A group of people walked forward speechlessly, as if they were drained of anger, they were even more terrifying than ghosts for a while.

This seemed to be just the beginning, followed by lightning strikes one after another, coupled with loud thunder, the burning smell in the forest became stronger, and everyone panicked.

"Look!" Suddenly, a young man walking on the edge of the crowd yelled loudly, raised his right hand high, and pointed to somewhere in the forest, his arm was straight and trembling.

The rest of the people looked in the direction he pointed, and they also showed astonishment.

In the deep mountains that should be full of shadows, there are noises of grass and trees being rubbed - a sturdy stag with a snow-white body about one person's height is standing not far from the crowd, like a statue.