Looking at the figure of the young man in gray, Jue Wushuang thought for a moment, followed him and said, "I think I may have known the true identity of the old immortal in the Star Constellation."

"Do you know him?"

The gray-clothed boy stopped.

"There is a man who claims to be the Western Poison Ouyang Feng, who took away the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The sword technique he used was very similar to the Xueyin Knife. Moreover, the old immortal Xingsu also understood the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. How could such a coincidence happen in the world?"

Jue Wushuang said.

"It's right, it's very likely that these two people are the same person. I've been secretly investigating the identity of Ouyang Feng in Western Poison, but I don't know who it is."

"You don't know him?"

Jue Wushuang glanced at him.

The boy in gray shook his head.

Jue Wushuang showed his thoughts and did not continue to speak.

Another mountain top.

The full moon shines brightly and the night breeze is blowing.

A figure stood quietly here, looking at the token shattered in his hand, his brows frowned tightly.

"Broken, who is it?"

He showed a hint of doubt.

The chess game was broken and the chess guard was killed.

Could it be his opponent?

He wants to kill the death? Don’t want to continue?

With deep thought, the palm of his hand was strengthened and crushed the token in his hand, turning it into a ball of powder, which dissipated with the wind.

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Time is fast.

Ten days passed, and the wind and waves were calm in Tongzhou City.

Many tourists have begun to leave.

The secret letter that attracted them never appeared again. Many people regarded it as a prank, cursed in their hearts, and left in anger.

They came from the surrounding cities and lived here for these days, and were delayed for at least half a month.

Many people showed anger.

Looking at the peace in the city, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

Well, fortunately I'm better off.

He walked towards the Xiaoyao Villa stronghold.

Stay there for two more days, if it's okay, I should leave.

"Brother Zhang, you are finally back."

As soon as he entered the yard, Feng Li walked over quickly with a serious look on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"Follow me first."

Feng Li whispered, took Zhang Yuan quickly into the study room, and then closed the door.

"My third uncle came back from the yamen today. I learned some strange things from him. A village fifty miles away from the city was suddenly wrapped in a layer of red fog a few days ago.

At the beginning, everyone around me didn't care, but after a few days, no one who visited relatives and friends came back.

The people who went to find them later disappeared one after another.

Even some hunters who went up the mountain to hunt were missing nearby.

The constable in the city went to that village yesterday, but the people in the past, like those in the past, did not come back, and there was no news about the pigeons released by the yamen.

Feng Li said solemnly.

"There is an evil spirit?"

Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes.

"I suspect yes, we have to go and see it in person."

Feng Li said.

"Okay, it's not too late. Let's go now, but you can calm the people in the yamen first and tell them not to send people there anymore, so as not to cause trouble again."

Zhang Yuan said.

I thought the matter was over.

Now there is an evil spirit again.

Is it a coincidence or something?

"Wait, things aren't that simple."

Feng Li shook his head and said, "There is another place that has happened. Thirty miles south of the city, there is a Jianzhuang. All the people in the Jianzhuang disappeared a few days ago, and the entire Jianzhuang became a dead place."

"What?"

Zhang Yuan was surprised.

More than one place?

"What's the distance between two places?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

“It’s only less than forty miles.”

Feng Li said.

"You go to Jianzhuang, I go to that village, and we will act separately."

Zhang Yuan said in a low voice.

"good!"

Feng Li nodded, and realized that the situation was critical, so he quickly told Zhang Yuan about the specific location of the village.

The two of them immediately started to get up.

Feng Li asked someone to go down and arrange a fast horse.

"I don't need a horse anymore, I'll take a step first."

Zhang Yuan said.

He left the mansion and rushed directly outside the city.

I fell into deep thought.

What's going on with all this?

I was doing well a few days ago, but now something big happened at once, and evil spirits appeared in two places one after another.

The chess guard was killed by himself. Didn’t the two people who were playing in secret stop?

Or, there is more than one chess guardian.

Another chess guardian appeared.

"No matter who you are, you will be pulled out."

Zhang Yuan murmured in his heart and rushed out of the city gate at a very fast speed.

It was fifty miles away and arrived in half an hour.

From a distance, I saw a vast red mist area, covering a large area of ​​mountains and forests, which was strange and unpredictable, and there was an indescribable coldness.

Zhang Yuan's body suddenly stopped.

Visualize Cihang's wise eyes and look forward.

The thick red mist began to turn black and white, and then a gust of green air emerged from the black and white, extremely rich, like a green cloud, and a faint golden light moved in the green air.

"How could gold appear?"

Zhang Yuan frowned slightly, revealing a strange look.

Relying on his excellent martial arts skills, he walked towards the red mist.

Cihang's wise eyes spread out, and even in the red fog, he could see things clearly, but everything was black and white.

He sucked the lipstick mist into his abdomen and felt a stinging pain in his chest, as if a knife was scrambling.

After Zhang Yuan's true qi circulated in his body for several rounds, the feeling of discomfort quickly disappeared.
To be continued...