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Fang Tian waited for a long time, but he didn't see his second uncle return. Then he panicked and personally led the team to search. After walking for a while, he found a battlefield.

"It's just two practicing dragonfly. How can it make such a big noise?" Looking at the chaotic battlefield, Fang Tian was shocked: "Do these two have any secret treasures?"

"Big brother, no trace of Elder Fang was found nearby!" A disciple walked around the neighborhood without waiting for instructions. He didn't find anything unusual, so he quickly came back to tell him.

"Big brother, look, there is ashes here!" Another person had sharp eyes and quick hands. In a blink of an eye, he found that there was something abnormal in the center of the battlefield. When he looked at it, it turned out to be some ashes.

"Ash? What kind of ash is it? Fang Tian suddenly changed color, rushed up and squatted down.

"This, this, why does this look like ashes?" The man was experienced, and the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became. In the end, he stammered a little.

"The ashes of the bones?" Fang Tian shivered: "Isn't it the second uncle?" But he immediately thought that as a foundation monk, how could the second uncle be burned to ashes silently, and his opponent was still a monk, which was simply ridiculous.

Thinking of this, he calmed down, stared, and slapped the man fiercely: "What are you afraid of? It's just ashes. With my second uncle's cultivation, he must have frustrated the enemy's bones and ashes. Let's not worry. Later, the old man will naturally return. At that time, we will return to the mining area and force it. Some captive slaves mining * concentrates have all the benefits.

The more he said, the more he felt reasonable. The more he said, the more excited he became. Even the disciples next to him were infected. His excited face turned red, and he almost shouted long live.

Time passes little by little, and it is impossible not to return. At this moment, the fool knows that something is wrong.

Fang Tian woke up from his fantasy and panicked.

"What to do, what to do?" He rubbed his hands and turned around anxiously: "Do you want to look for it or continue to wait?"

"Big brother, don't be scattered."

It can be recognized that the ashes are the burning remnants of the bones. Naturally, the man is not a good stubble. He quickly thought that if they are scattered from each other, it can only help the enemy to break down. It is absolutely looking for his own death. It has been until now. He doesn't think that the enemy is just two practicing dragonflies.

"What do you think you should do? My second uncle is a foundation monk. He is not only extremely important in the door, but also my father's confidant. Now that he has lost it like this, who can bear this responsibility?

Fang Tian was in a hurry and said this, but how did he feel awkward when he heard it? The foundation monk, regardless of his identity, went to chase and kill two qi monks, and then he never returned, and asked other qi monks to be responsible for it. What's the reason?!

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, I don't know how to answer.

After waiting for a night, before dawn the next day, Fang Tian hurriedly led everyone back to the mining area. Of course, even if they were homeless dogs, they did not forget to bet on the colored butterflies and other prisoners: these are all good tools for mining * concentrates, which are more than twice as efficient as ordinary miners.

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"What did you say?" Fang Wuji suddenly changed his color: "Just to chase two practicing monks, your second uncle will not return? Are you out of your mind? Are you talking nonsense? It's just that a few brothers have died. Why are you afraid that I will punish you to make up such a lie?

He has always loved this son and tried his best to cultivate him. He is usually amiable and rarely gets angry, but this does not mean that he can forgive all the actions of Fang Tian, such as lying to him, which is one of the things he can't tolerate.

"Dad Mingjian" Fang Tian cried with a sad face and couldn't wait to jump up and swear, "It's just a few people who have died. How can I deceive you about this? The second uncle is really missing, and he will never return,"

"What? It's true!" Fang Wuji was shocked: "It's gone and never comes back. It's impossible. Did Ling Xiaoge send more powerful people?"

This time, he was deceived by Lingxiao Pavilion, and Feiyu Gate was full of anger. Then he was sent to lead someone to make an unexpected attack and give Lingxiao Pavilion a "heartbreaking lesson".

"Ling Xiaoge has always been procrastinating. Even if our confidentiality measures are not in place for this trip, they can't react so quickly. What's more, our negotiators are still arguing with them."

Fang Wuji frowned and his face was puzzled.

"If it's not Lingxiao Pavilion, who made the hand? The person who can trip the second is not an unknown person. Is it the person from the Star Hall?"

Until now, he didn't expect that he could not die. He thought that someone had made bad things from it and wanted to get the advantage of the fisherman.

"Became there. I want to check the scene in person." He is worthy of being a hero of a generation. Although he has doubts in his heart, he immediately made up his mind. He would rather believe in what he has than what he has. He can only suffer less losses by preparing early.

Fang Tian did not dare to disoeud. Although he was so tired, he still came to the battlefield with Fang Wuji in a hurry.

"What a violent aura. Is there someone who has self-exploded the spiritual weapon here?" As a Jindan monk, his ** degree of Reiki has reached an incredible level. Even if it has been a long time, he still feels it for the first time: "It's just a low-grade spiritual weapon, which should not hurt your second uncle."

"Blood?" He looked down and found a few dry black stains on the ground. He quickly lowered his head and observed carefully: "The blood is black and mixed with internal organ fragments. It should have been crushed to death. It seems that your second uncle is full of power here."

"No, in addition to the traces of burning there, there are also here." He took a few steps forward and came to the place where Fang could not be killed: "It seems that at least two people died, one died because of broken internal organs, and there is another one here. It's strange that this man died without a trace. He stood still and then suddenly fell down."

"Is that my second uncle?" Fang Tian was stunned by him and couldn't help asking.

"Buncle, I don't expect your second uncle to be good!" Fang Wuji was so angry that he couldn't wait to slap the crow's mouth: "Your second uncle is only chasing two qi monks. What's the danger? According to my judgment, the one whose internal organs were shattered and died was mostly killed by your second uncle. However, the people who died here did not leave any clues. It's really strange. I need more clues. That's it."

That's what he said, but he was so nervous. In the dark, he seemed to see that Fang could not lie on the ground and died miserably.

Pragical people, especially high-level monks like him, have touched the origin of Tao, and the correctness of intuition is often beyond doubt.

He shivered fiercely: "The second brother won't really die here, will he?"

"There are blood stains here." While thinking about it, he suddenly heard Fang Tian shouting and hurried over to check it carefully.

"The spiritual power in the blood is so strong that it is definitely flowed by the foundation monk. Is it really the second?"

Thinking of this, his heart tightened sharply, and then he snorted coldly, and his spiritual power surged wildly, pointing to the dried-up blood.

A strange scene appeared. The dry blood stains were slowly bright, and finally turned into a few drops of bright red blood, and there was a faint shadow in the blood.

"No!" Fang Wuji shouted, "Who is it that caused you to die so miserably? He and I will never die. I will let him break thousands of pieces."