Chapter 50: Shadow

Green Water** | The naked threat does not seem to be as serious as it seems. In fact, the next day, Feng Kui took the only little white sheep around him and walked out of the Ruyi Inn with peace of mind to get familiar with this treasure island built entirely of spiritual stone. In this place, never feel that you have enough spiritual stones. There is no price you can't imagine, only rare treasures that you can't imagine, and the unimaginable fanaticism. The cultivation below the immortal king regards the spiritual stone as a traditional currency and carries out various transactions, but only by cultivating the cultivation that transcends the realm of the immortal king can exert the real power of the spiritual stone, often burn tens of millions of spiritual stones, burst out vitality far beyond strength, and then defeat the enemy to win. Some poor and strong practitioners often sigh that the universe throws and kills people with spiritual stones, which is the same reason as the rich and noble people in the mortal world.

Feng Kui is not sure that the green water will attack at any place and at any time, because he has full confidence in dangerous judgment and his own strength. After all, he can kill the existence of Qingshan. For this green water, which is as famous as Qingshan, it still needs to be carefully weighed. Maybe it will be a good choice to take action after someone has suffered a bloody loss. She doesn't have to take too much risk. Qingshan is a lesson from the past and a big lesson. Although she has an unusual good impression of this mountain-like man, she will not be stupid. In her temperament, she has already had the coolness, affection and righteousness of selfishness, which is better than those crazy men and women among ordinary people. It should be too clean and neat.

After spending half a day, Feng Kui Shou has a detailed geographical understanding of the Haibao Island, and also has some vague understanding of those huge things. The circle of these people is not accessible to him for the time being. First, he is not a great man of cultivation, secondly, he is not a great man of money to cultivate wealth, and thirdly, he has no relationship to climb, so he can only look forward and wander around. In fact, there was another layer of thought in Feng Kui's heart. He felt that even if he integrated into it, it was not necessarily a good thing. Although this sentence is not reasonable, it is a famous saying and a portrayal of it. He never felt that he was a good conspiratorial player and turned his hands over.

Anran returned to the Ruyi Inn, and Feng Kui hummed softly, "It seems that it is not a good place to do it on the Haibao Island. Although the blood hand is shocking and popular recently, it is the first time to come to Shangzhou and Yunzhou. Killing people on the peaceful Haibao Island, you also want to look at the face of this huge thing. The strong dragon can't defeat the earth snake. Moreover, this lame sea treasure island is originally a latent dragon, and the latent dragon is in the abyss. They won't do such a provocative thing." Feng Kui's first analysis and judgment, according to the news, he knew that in recent decades, there have been almost no murders on Fuhaibao Island. Even if there were murderers, they could not get out of Fuhaibao Island. Many practitioners even regarded Fuhaibao Island as a refuge and did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to stay on Fuhaibao Island. Above. Whether it is a merchant who runs a shop, or a variety of customers or chores, subconsciously, they regard Fuhai Treasure Island as a place of peace. This is the key to the excellence, fame and longevity of Haibao Island, which is a kind of detached credibility and deterrence. As for the sea area outside the Haibao Island, it is another world. Most of the contradictions on the Haibao Island are solved in the outer sea area, which is very bloody. As soon as many practitioners step out of the Haibao Island, they feel like stepping into hell.

Feng Kui's analysis does have some truth and can stand, but he still doesn't understand the truth that money can make ghosts. When merchants are in business on Haibao Island, they can't afford to spend money. Feng Kui's heart has always had a huge doubt in his heart. He can't get any accurate information about this island owner of the island in the clouds. Many people know that there is such a number one person, but they can't say why. They only know that he is a peerless master. The real Taoist fairy wind comes and goes without a trace.

Bai Xiao also pondered and said, "Although the analysis is not bad, it is inconclusive. Fortunately, we will stay at home and practice here until we get the Holy Zudan. Qianhuan and others will come back and check for me. At that time, with the protection of the strong, we can feel at ease. These days are quite critical, and we must not make afall.

Feng Kui nodded in agreement, his thoughts were emitted, and quietly integrated into the array of the next room. For Feng Kui, who was already familiar with the formation, he was familiar with it. He manipulated the idea to flow with the array of the guest room, and immediately sensed the next room, sitting quietly practicing, Moyuan swallowing green water, and heart There is no joy or sorrow, and there is no wave in the ancient well. The green water seemed to notice something different. It slowly opened its eyes and was silent. Suddenly, the idea gushed out. The tide was like a majestic force and bombarded on the array in the guest room. It was silky, soft and cold, like cold water, which immediately forced the wind's mind to tremble and was almost defeated. It quickly took it back. Come on, his face turned pale, and he recovered as usual. Bai Xiao also looked at Feng Kui quietly and said with concern for a long time, "Isn't there a loss?" Feng Kui shook his head.

This time, a strange smile appeared on the face of the green water in the next room. After a long time, he gently muttered, "Sure enough, I have some skills. However, the green water is long, like rain, and continuous. I can't escape from the people staring at the green water. What about killing Qingshan? I, Green Water, have always been better than Qingshan, and I am the person the young master cares about more. On the beautiful face, a layer of anger appeared, like a layer of water vapor and cold fog.

The night is bright and the stars are sparse, the bright moon is hanging in the sky, and the Haibao Island is immersed in a quiet moonlight.

It's all silent.

Feng Kui and Bai Xiao also sat in the room. Feng Kui's head is outside, and Bai Xiao is also inside, practicing quietly as usual. Unmoving like a mountain, thinking is deep, communicating with heaven and earth, extracting the essence of heaven and earth, and melting into a furnace. The wind and head constantly precipitate their own cultivation, and the accumulation of vitality becomes magnificent. The mysteries of the two avenues of Tianlong Road and Disaster Road are constantly understanding and interpreting, and deepening. Feng Kui's eyes were slightly closed, and foreign affairs and other things had been abandoned. In his thoughts, he kept thinking about his mind. Gold has no feet, and no one is perfect. The road to cultivation can also be regarded as a way to pursue the supreme realm of [a perfect person]. In this process, the human body becomes powerful, full of strength, reborn, and tends to be perfect. The human mind is constantly washed and corrected, and then conforms to the essence of the Tao, making the mood improve again and again. At this stage, the physical strength of Feng Kui Shou is already strong, but since the birth of the heart demon, Feng Kui Shou has realized that it is far from enough. When he was a child, his mind was tougher and stronger than ordinary people. It was because he suffered from the cold and warmth of the world, the ups and downs, and also caused many shortcomings, such as the loss of sharpness, the lack of arrogance, the ease of compassion, etc. These shortcomings made him unable to get along with the path, and could not fit perfectly with the Tianlong Road and the Disaster Road. It deeply hindered his progress. However, now, he can compare his heart demons, find his shortcomings to the greatest extent, correct them a little, polish them diligently, and eventually make it late.

At this moment, the moon was just in the sky, suddenly covered by a thin cloud, the breeze moved slowly, the clouds moved the moon appeared, and no one cared about such changes. Feng Kui's eyebrows frowned slightly and felt a fluttering breath, as if it came from the clouds and from the toad palace on the moon. It was ethereal and could not be caught, but it always lingered around his ears, making people feel haunted and intoxicated. This beautiful feeling is like the arms of my sister, warm and soft, and reluctant to leave. The silky sound, as if nothing, has quietly touched too many soft things in Feng Kui's heart, making his whole body relaxed, drunk and dreamy.

Feng Kui's head can't extricate himself. He is trapped in it and can't struggle, but he is getting deeper and deeper.

The evening breeze is soft and silent.

The moon is as beautiful as water.

A little dim shadow crept into the windy room, like a translucent bug, climbing silently through the corner without any harm, just crawling from one end to the other in panic, trying to find a hiding place. However, suddenly, the dimness suddenly shrugged, became strong, began to distort, and continued to grow in the corner, turning into a dark shadow. The shadow held a lightless dagger in his hand and aimed it at the wind's head. There was no breath, no sound, or even even temperature. It was like a dead existence, like a real shadow. It was close to the wind's head little by little until it was still three feet away. When it was still three feet away, it suddenly accelerated, and the dagger stabbed out and went straight to the heart of the wind's head, like A black line. As soon as the dagger fell in, the wind and head could not sit still, and the silence went to the nine ridges.

The shadow trembled, the dagger disappeared, and began to walk in.

However, he turned around slightly and couldn't move immediately. He couldn't believe what he saw in front of him, and he couldn't even figure out what was going on. Before and after, two Feng Kui Shou actually trapped him in the middle. In the middle of one Feng Kui's eyebrows, Huo Ran had a black hole, straight into his skull, and there was no possibility of surviving. The other Feng Kui Shou was safe and sound. One hand was holding the back of his neck and suppressing it, with a smile on his face. A cold air rose up, and the shadow actually had a feeling of being seen through. Feng Kui suddenly gave him a look for you to rest in peace, and the silent lightning struck all over the shadow. The shadow sadly found that he was not dead, but it was more uncomfortable than death. All the acupuncture points around him were completely collapsed and broken under the precise blow of the man. In a blink of an eye, it turned him into a complete disability.

Feng Kui didn't look at him at first, threw it on the ground, dodged out, and went straight to the thin cloud on the moon. On the cloud sat a dry old woman. Feng Kui walked to the old man and said coldly, "Your man is dead."

The old man raised her head and looked at Feng Kui's head with dim eyes. She couldn't say grief, and her lips couldn't help shaking. After a long time, she asked in a hoarse voice, "How did you find out? You are already dead, and you are dead..." The old man was very unwilling and full of doubts, but she was not afraid of death.

Killer is a high-return occupation, and its mortality rate is not low. Therefore, when you are a killer, you must have two minimum awareness.

The first is the awareness of killing.

One is the awareness of being killed.

This old man and her shadow man are obviously qualified. A clever combination from bloody hands.