Chapter 238 You chase me

At this time, an old man in a simple cyan cloth and a crane-haired childish face stepped on the raindrops that rebounded on the ground, as if walking in the air of a few feet. There was no light flashing around him, but the rain automatically avoided, like a master.

The old man has come to the front of the wooden house, and his turbid eyes look into the open door of the wooden house, which is empty. The old man took a slow step. When he fell, he crossed several feet and came to the wooden house. He took a look on the bed, felt the residual breath floating in the space in the room, and said to himself indifferently, "Go fast. It seems that there may be a spy in the clan."

A cold light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he secretly guessed who it was. At the same time, his right hand stroked in the room. A faint light seemed to absorb the breath of the wooden house, and then the faint light condensed into a small arrow and went out of the wooden house.

"The breath of the soul, even the rain can't be washed away in a short time. I want to see how you can escape!" The old man calmly walked out of the wooden house with the arrows of the faint light. When he was a few feet away from the wooden house, he suddenly opened his five fingers far away from the wooden house and shook it fiercely.

The invisible force suddenly broke the wooden house, collapsed to the ground, and the rain did not stir up a trace of dust.

The old man seemed to walk slowly, but his figure flashed a few times, and he had already left with the faint light.

The old man's name is Peng Xiao. His cultivation has been completed in the middle of the foundation. It was originally a scattered cultivation, and it took more than a hundred years to break through the foundation. When Shouyuan was about to end, an elder of the reincarnation sect was admitted to the door. In decades, he reached the middle stage of foundation construction. Because of the solid foundation, it is more powerful than the soul cultivation of the same level of the reincarnation sect. He once fought against the foreign sect alone. In the later stage of building the foundation, the monks left calmly. For the reincarnation sect, he is grateful from the bottom of his heart, and he respects the elder who accepted him even more. If it were not for the elder, he would have turned into a white bone and buried in the wilderness.

The elder he respects, named "He Kun", is Shen Long's master!

This time, after seeing that Shen Long was injured and failed to catch the enemy, he took the initiative to come out.

A moment later, a white shadow with a cyan umbrella appeared next to the ruins of the collapsed wooden house. The figure swept away, and a strong wind blew the board open, revealing the land under it.

"There is no blood stain. It seems that Brother Song left first. These boards have not been completely soaked by the rain. Obviously, the person of the reincarnation sect has just left. Shit! I don't know where Brother Song went. If he is found by the reincarnation sect first, it will be more bad luck!" Zhou Xing looked around and saw the rain and wind, pattering and covering his sight.

Zhou Xing frowned. If he could not find Song Yu before the people of the reincarnation sect, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Standing for a long time, Zhou Xing stared at the pile of boards. In his eyes, a golden light suddenly appeared, and his white eyes and black pupils were instantly covered with light gold.

Everything in front of me suddenly became clear and slow.

The gurgling water, the dripping raindrops, the water mist flying in the air, and the grass on the ground are bright and clear to the heart.

"Break the illusion, break the illusion, return the original truth, and present the real everything."

Zhou Xing couldn't do this, but after building the foundation, he could vaguely touch a trace.

What is falsehood? Anyone who doesn't want to see or know is false!

If it is false, it is true, but if it is true, it is false. In fact, everything is from the heart. If you say it is true, it is true. If you say it is false, then everything is dreamy.

In Zhou Xing's eyes, the faint golden light flashed slightly.

The rain, the water... In Zhou Xing's eyes, it seemed to suddenly disappear, and there was a clarification in the air.

Zhou Xing's eyes turned slightly, and the boards, weeds, and soil were not let go of an inch.

Suddenly, he saw a row of almost indistinguishable footprints. Even under the broken vision, they were still getting shallower and extending in one direction. This footprint seems to have used great force to speed up walking. He also saw two rows of lighter footprints. These footprints are from another direction.

"Wow", raindrops splashed, and there was mud flow all over the ground. There were no footprints in Zhou Xing's eyes at all, just a piece of mud.

"It's this way!" Zhou Xing raised his head, and a white fog suddenly rose in the Qingyun umbrella, covering him. It was like a cloud, like a floating cloud.

A few rows of footprints, based on Song Yu's cultivation, coupled with Mo Qianglong, Zhou Xing can easily judge the heaviest row.

Song Yu's whole body was wet by the rain. He did not dare to waste Zhenyuan to avoid the rain. He had already taken off his coat, covered Mo Qianglong, and tried to block the rain. On his leg, there was a speed charm. Even so, the speed was not too fast.

I don't know when this drizzle will stop. How far can he escape? Song Yu stared in a direction, and his eyes were solemn, because he felt that a deadly threat was accompanying him like a shadow, and I'm afraid it would come from time to time.

His spiritual sense is sometimes unsippetual. However, this time, he clearly felt that there was a strong enemy approaching him step by step.

Brother, where are you?

Song Yu used Zhenyuan luxuriously on his legs in order to make it faster and faster. The role of the rush charm was gradually decreasing, and Song Yu did not hesitate to take out another one and replace it.

If you live, you have to live!

Song Yu glanced at Mo Qianglong in his hand. He didn't feel Mo Qianglong's vitality. He seemed to be holding a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

If Mo Qianglong is put down, he can run faster. However, he won't let it go. He felt that the powerful enemy had a way to find them.

Mo Qianglong and he are friends for the past. Although the two of them used to quarrel, they will never give up when they are in danger.

I don't know how long he ran, and the rain and fog hit his face and body, as if it also hit his heart. Song Yu felt that Zhenyuan in Dantian was on the verge of exhaustion. He didn't dare to stop. The threat was like a thorn in the back, and his whole body collapsed all the time.

Soon, Song Yu Zhenyuan was finally exhausted, floating under his feet, and he couldn't help slipping in the mud. With a "pop", he fell to the ground. Mo Qianglong in his hand was held in mid-air by Song Yu's hands and did not fall.

Sour and soft, tired and tired, like forming a net, entangling Song Yu's body and soul.

Song Yu struggled and got up with Mo Qianglong in his arms. His black clothes were covered with mud and washed down by the rain. Song Yu took a deep breath, took out an elixir to restore his physical strength and took it. The medicine gave birth to a heat energy, which made him almost completely exhausted Dantian and exert some vitality.

However, Song Yu has swallowed several such elixirs, and the physical Zhenyuan has been overdrawn, and it is difficult to convert it into Zhenyuan immediately.

Song Yu gritted his teeth, carried Mo Qianglong on his back fiercely, and was about to rush forward.

"Styrant young people don't have to go anymore." A slightly old, but loud voice was from far to near. The sound of rain could not hide a trace of it, and it came to Song Yu's ear.

Song Yu staggered suddenly, and then turned around and looked behind him.

An old crane-haired man in a cyan cloth did not know where he was at the moment before. When Song Yu turned around, he had already appeared from the rain and appeared in Song Yu's sight. It seemed that he had only taken a step, and the crane-haired old man stood a few feet away from Song Yu.

The horror on Song Yu's face was quite unclear in the rain and fog. He stared at the crane-haired old man, and his voice was cold. He said, "Are you from the reincarnation sect?"

Peng Xiao nodded slightly, calmly looked at Song Yu, who was soaked all over, and Mo Qianglong in his hand, and said lightly, "Is it just you two? Where did another person go?"

"Don't look for it! One more person is dead!" Song Yu said harshly, pointing to Mo Qianglong, "If you don't hurt his body, you don't have to take action. I'm willing to commit suicide!"

"Doesn't it hurt his body?" Peng Xiao was slightly stunned and turned his eyes to Mo Qianglong. He looked at it carefully and suddenly became clear. It turned out that his soul was damaged, and it seemed that he wanted to be resurerated. Your companion should not be dead, but go find medicine for him. I didn't expect this kind of friendship between you. Peng Xiao's eyes became a little strange.

"Lew your mother. The fart! Kill it if you want! Don't humiliate us! If I die, even if I turn into a fierce ghost, I won't let you go!" Song Yu shouted and scolded loudly. He knew that it was impossible to escape from this person's hands. Instead, it was better to show off his tongue and take a little revenge before he died.

Peng Xiao's face was still calm. It seemed that Song Yu's words did not make him angry. He stared at Song Yu and said lightly, "This should be the last sentence you said in your life. You can't turn into a fierce ghost. In front of me, your soul can't escape." He said this as if he were talking about eating, which seemed to be a very common thing.

Song Yu was shocked and suddenly pointed to Peng Xiao behind him. He was surprised and said, "Brother! You're here!"

Peng Xiao was stared. He didn't believe that he would be approached and didn't notice it. He turned his head and looked behind him. There was no one in the rain curtain. And in his consciousness, he saw an extra stack of seals in Song Yu's hand.

"Dare to cheat me!" A sharp look flashed in Peng Xiao's eyes. He turned around and didn't see him move. Song Yu seemed to be fixed and motionless.

Mo Qianglong rolled down from his hand and hit the ground, splashing a splash.

Song Yu's body could not move, but his expression was full of unwillingness.

Peng Xiao looked at him and shook his head slightly. "It's just a practitioner who has just started practicing qi. In front of me, you can't have a chance to take action!"

Suddenly, he found a surprised smile on Song Yu's face, just like just now, as if his brother was coming again.

"It's all like this, do you still want to lie to me?" Peng Xiao felt a little funny. Suddenly, his smile stiffened.

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