Ye Qianming responded to a strong spiritual signal from the fog, and more than one, but three!
In other words, the three masters who gave the cold stone runes were in this mist, and it was extremely dangerous.
However, Ye Qianming did not hurry to break into the fog. Because from the tone of the fear, you can also know that this blood locust tree is not easy to deal with.
People activate after stolen.
Then Ye Qianming heard a familiar and noisy jade flute sound, and then three water columns flew from the bottom of the fog, and then slowly fell down and returned to silence.
"It is indeed them, and both Yang Wei and Sister An have been forced to out their own cards ..."
Ye Qianming sighed, and then said to the fear of the spirit of Lingyuan: "Senior, junior may go in that fog."
"What? Are you crazy?"
Although the fearful tone is calm, it is obvious that Ye Qianming's absurd decision -making.
"This blood locust tree has a foundation for building a foundation, and it has assimilated the fog land in your root system. You must break into the wolf mouth."
"But the friends of the juniors should be trapped in it, and there are still rescue."
"So what? You can save those acquaintances with the risk of heaven and great risk because of this? The people who cultivate immortals should abandon all the customs. If you are moved by this emotion, you will inevitably encounter a disaster."
"That's not."
Ye Qianming shook his head and looked calm: "I have an appointment with my friends. If they seek help, I will definitely help each other.
Come and save me. "
"No!" Feudi resolutely opposed: "This seat abandoned its own efforts for nine hundred years of hard work, and you will be brought out by you. If you have to bring this seat to death, are you not afraid to violate the vow?"
"Then I have to save it too!"
Ye Qianming's tone was extremely firm, and said to the ancient demon who was afraid of this thousand years ago: "And who said I just went to death, if there was a senior to help, the juniors may not die inside."
"It is lightweight, that is the blood locust tree. Even when the foundation is built in this seat, I dare not provoke it easily. How can I help you now? Even if you help you, you can guarantee that you can escape from the blood locust tree.
"?"
"Then don't work hard," Ye Qianming's tone is cold. "Furthermore, the predecessors are now controlled by juniors. Even if you don't want to go, you can't help it."
"........."
He was obviously irritated by Ye Qianming's toughness and stubbornness, but Ye Qianming was right. He is now in Ye Qianming's Lingyuan Realm.
Yes, but as long as Ye Qianming waves, he will decompose himself, just like the deity that the magic ball spit out.
And that magic ball is weird, making fear and threats, and it is by no means a wise choice.
So I had to agree: "Yes, but if you encounter an absolute danger, this seat will not mind killing you after manipulating your body away from here, even if it is condemned."
"I do the same."
Ye Qianming smiled slightly, and the frank interest relationship between the two sides made him feel a lot of peace of mind. He picked up the cold stone sword in his hand. Ye Qianming stepped into the fog step by step. Outside of the fog, the woman's grievances, the noisy and fierce flute, and there was still the sound of fierce flutes, and there was still a fierce flute.
The water waves flying around the sky gradually disappeared.
After stepping into the fog, the surroundings became dark. Ye Qianming opened the consciousness to explore everything around him, but found that no matter how he enlarged, the consciousness could not expand to the distance from five steps.
Restricted.
"This is the characteristic of blood locust fog. It can be isolated from the consciousness and disturb the mind. You must be careful to face the illusion that will appear here. Perhaps it is not the real person."
Ye Qianming nodded cautiously and used Yang Wei to give him a sober way to his own place at the auction. He moved forward for more than a hundred steps, and suddenly heard a woman's shouting.
"Juvenile Lang, Juvenile Lang, what are you doing alone in the evening?"
Ye Qianming's heart suddenly became embarrassed. Is the owner who was not sure whether the owner of his voice was hallucination or something else, but the woman in the blind lamp alone shouted, and Ye Qianming made a little bit.
In the previous life, he was a bold man. He often couldn't sleep because of the ghost story and ghost stories. It was suspicious at night, which made Ye Qianming remove the magic guard.
Can't stop.
So Ye Qianming accelerated his steps forward, and he didn't care about the sound. According to the usual routine, as long as he didn't look back or promised, there was no thing. It was by no means that he was afraid!
But when Ye Qianming comforted himself so, a cold hand suddenly held Ye Qianming's wrist. Ye Qianming first frightened in an instant, and then the instinct of the fight made him hold the cold stone sword holding the other hand.
Instantly cut behind, the Zhenxie released it with full power.
But when he saw the face of the later person, Ye Qianming stopped immediately.
The woman in front of her eyes was too mild. She was beautiful, and she was also able to be called a sloppy figure. The black long hair was capable of tie the back of the head.
Not waste.
Ye Qianming did not deny that he stopped his hands because of his sunshine and gentle smile, but the cold stone sword did not have any reactions. Zhenxie just released it calmly and did not deal with the excitement and vitality during the evil.
"Wow, boy Lang, you scared me!"
The woman was almost scared to the ground by Ye Qianming's violence. After seeing Ye Qianming stopped, she quickly patted her chest and breathed, complaining.
"Really, I see you who are alone to remind you by walking at night, how can you pick up this dangerous thing, why, I thought I am a female ghost?"
"You ... isn't it?"
"Of course not!"
The woman was really angry this time, and said with a drumming cheeks: "My Red San Niang is the most famous big beauty in Shili and Eight Township.
"Then ... I should be wrong."
Ye Qianming smiled and sorry: "The next person walking at night here is really panicked, so he was startled by the girl, and asked the girl to forgive me."
My father and mother asked me and the fairy to ask for amulets, ghosts would not harm me! "
Red San Niang shook the amulet on her neck proudly, Ye Qianming and Fei Qi in the heart: "Secret Mountain Sect."
Ye Qianming was silent, and then continued to ask: "I don't know if the girl knows when it is now, and I can't remember it anymore in the next few days."
Red San Niang smiled and said, "It is naturally the eighth year of the establishment of the secret mountain division. In a few days, it is the fairy party. We mortals can be seen as disciples by the immortals.
It's! ""
After listening to Ye Qianming, he quickly asked to fear in his heart: "Is the village in the fog staying at a certain time? The secret mountain is 80 years ago, that should also be 800 years ago.
How far away from the secrets of the secret mountains. "
"It should not be long, and the red locust tree does not lock the time to the sky, so it should be a different reason."
"What is the reason?"
"I don't know."
"..."
Ye Qianming was too lazy to spit out, and the urgent prince was to find Yang Wei, so Ye Qianming laughed and said eagerly: "I don't know if the girl has seen three people, wearing the same clothes as the next clothes, a rich man at a glance, a little enthusiasm, a little enthusiastic
It's pretty good, but the other is a somewhat cool, beautiful face? "
"Outsiders? I have never seen this, but if there are travelers nearby, I will go to the village to stay in the village, and I can take you there to see it."
Ye Qianming laughed: "In this case, there are Lao Sanniang."
The fear in Lingyuan World said: "Be careful with fraud."
"I know, but there is no other place at the moment. If the red locust tree wants to deal with it, I don't have to be so troublesome. Let's take a look at it first.
After Ye Qianming finished speaking to Fei Yan, he went to the village with Ma Sanniang.
When I came to the village, I saw that each household was quite dilapidated. Obviously, there was a long time, and it was silent, as if there were no people who lived.
"Everyone uses good things to worship the immortals, so the house is a bit old." Red San Niang said embarrassedly, "But I set a kiss with Zhang's brother of the village chief, and there will be a new house when you get married!
"
"Then congratulate the girl in advance."
"You are still sensible!" Red San Niang smiled and brought Ye Qianming to a slightly larger temple. The plaque was written on the three words "Bai Xiantang".
A stark contrast is formed.
"Okay, this is the worshipers, don't forget to give the immortals a hoe after entering."
"Thank you girl ..."
Ye Qianming just turned to want to thank the Red San Niang, but found that there was no red three maiden around the surroundings. There was only an empty fog.