Yang Ji looked up, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Yang Xuanlan's aura disappeared?"
Yang Ji's mental power is different from ordinary people. It is extremely powerful. Although he can't see anything, he can feel Yang Xuanlan's aura emanating into the void.
Even Yang Xuanlan didn't know this.
But just now, Yang Ji suddenly felt that Yang Xuanlan had disappeared. It was not just as simple as disappearing. Even the remaining breath in the void also disappeared.
"Why are you walking so fast?"
Yang Ji was secretly surprised.
He didn't think Yang Xuanlan could find him, but leaving before half a cup of tea was too fast. You know, when he was in the Dongtian Sutra painting, Yang Xuanlan waited outside for three full days.
More than an hour!
He spent so much patience dealing with himself, so it would be a bit strange to leave like this, right?
Yang Ji felt secretly strange.
"Whoosh!"
With a thought in his heart, Yang Ji drove the boat all the way up to the ground. When he was still some distance away from the ground, Yang Ji thought and summoned Xiao Ji:
"Xiao Ji, help me take a look."
A flash of light flashed, Xiao Ji swam out of Yang Ji's sleeve, popped out of the boat, and then quickly disappeared outside. In just a moment, Xiao Ji swam back to Yang Ji's boat from the ground, watching him shake it.
He shook his head.
"Really left?"
Yang Ji lowered his head, thoughtfully.
Xiao Ji is a psychic being. Yang Xuanlan may be able to control his own aura, but it is impossible to control his human aura and overcome Xiao Ji, who is an alien.
"Let's go out and take a look!"
Yang Ji rode the boat around the rock-like area suppressed by Yang Xuanlan's ground seal, and then got out from the edge.
There was a gentle breeze deep in the mountains, and apart from the mess in the area where the two had fought, nothing strange could be seen in the entire forest.
——Yang Xuanlan is really gone.
Although Yang Ji was confused, he acted without any hesitation. After collecting the boat, he stepped across the hardened ground and picked up the black-covered letter near a burnt stone.
"Got it."
Yang Ji stretched out his finger and flicked it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The letter that Bai Yuanyuan went through many twists and turns finally fell into his hands. Even if he beat Bai Wuji to death, he might not have thought that the moment he fought with him, he had already shaken the envelope out of his arms with his blood energy, and used his poison to
The blood sword distracted his attention.
——The ground was already scorched black by the torrent of flames from himself and Yang Xuanlan, and the cover of the envelope was black. Bai Wuji didn't care about himself, so how could he have the time to notice this?
Yang Xuanlan was indeed not there. Yang Ji looked around and suddenly felt something in his heart.
"Huh? It seems to be a mailbox..."
Yang Ji suddenly walked over, leaned down, and picked up something from the ground. It was a thin piece of bamboo, only as thick as a little finger, with a length of white silk thread tied to it.
——Although Yang Xuanlan shattered the letter paper, he threw it away and left this bamboo letter box. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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Chapter completed!