"If Feng Lintao has any treasures or secrets, just ask him. If he doesn't tell you, just ask Lan Yao and Yuedong."
Xu Qing's right eye traces shined brightly, he stared into the distance and spoke lightly.
Erniu chuckled, his eyes full of anticipation, and accelerated with Xu Qing, remaining hidden in the sky and continuing to gallop.
In this way, several more days passed.
In the past few days, the middle-aged monk who captured Feng Lintao alive was extremely cautious along the way, constantly changing directions and alert to his surroundings.
In the end, Feng Lintao was handed over to an unattractive old man in a small town.
Then he left, and the face of Yuedong intertwined in the threads of his fate quickly dissipated, causing his fate to return to normal and losing this memory forever.
As for the old man, like a relay, he left the town in another direction and continued moving forward.
This kind of thing happened five times in the next half month.
In every relay, there are different people. The former leaves and the latter continues.
And the tribes are different from each other. There are human tribes and Yanyue Xuantian tribe.
In this way, cut off all traces.
It cuts off the cause and effect of possible pursuers.
It's just that Er Niu's ruthless way was created by the conspiratorial gods in his previous life. Even the body of the master can be locked and his status is extremely high. Therefore, no matter how Yuedong's people replace him, the silk threads on Feng Lintao's body have always been replaced by him.
master.
It has not been interfered by Yue Dong and is always locked.
During this process, Xu Qing and Er Niu finally caught up with Feng Lintao and saw this strange change. Er Niu's eyes shrank slightly, while Xu Qing narrowed his eyes.
"Little Ah Qing, there's something wrong with these people... they can't all be Moyu Anzi."
Erniu suddenly said that he did not have the authority. Although he could sense Feng Lintao's thread of destiny by relying on the original Tao, he could not see the destiny of those whose emotions were controlled by Yuedong.
In Xu Qing's eyes, it was even clearer.
The mark on his right eye shone brightly, and after staring, his expression became solemn, and he saw the reason.
"Elder brother, Yue Dong's face is woven out of the threads of these people's karma and destiny..."
When Er Niu heard this, his eyes showed strange lights.
"Weaving the threads of fate into a face... This is obviously a method of turning into a puppet. Could it be said that between Lan Yao and Yuedong, Yuedong is the one behind the scenes?"
Xu Qing recalled the scene with Lan Yao and Yuedong in the Golden Rat Cave, and he was not very sure in his heart. He only remembered that Lan Yao hated Feng Lintao extremely strongly.
"After the fish takes the bait, you will know if there is a similar face in Lan Yao's destiny."
Xu Qing said, walking forward in the sky, following the cultivator who captured Feng Lintao from a distance.
Snowflakes were falling in the sky.
Even from the ground, the black land is covered with white snow. The farther north you go, the thicker and larger the ice and snow becomes.
The person holding Feng Lintao at the moment was a beautiful middle-aged woman. This person obviously had some status in the nearby area, so her journey was smoother.
Although this area also belongs to Yanyue Xuantian, it is very close to the border with Wanggubei.
The Yanyue Xuantian Clan's power territory is a long strip, with the edge connecting the north to Liao Xuan.
So from this location to the north, no teleportation is required.
And as she moved forward, the middle-aged beautiful woman's speed became a little faster, and she seemed to have a clear goal, as if the fishing was coming to an end.
This is indeed the case.
Three days later, on a snow-capped mountain, the figure of the beautiful middle-aged woman stopped for an instant as she trekked all the way.
At the top of the mountain, she knelt down, lowered her head, and said nothing.
Feng Lintao's eyes were tightly closed, and he was being carried like a corpse. At this moment, even when the middle-aged beautiful woman knelt down and put him next to him, he was still unconscious.
The surroundings were relatively quiet, except for the whistling sound of the wind, blowing from the horizon, rolling up bursts of white snow, blending with the new snow blowing from the sky, indistinguishable from each other.
After a while... a blurry figure appeared in the wind and snow.
That's a woman.
She has a graceful figure, wearing a long dress dotted with stars, her face is as beautiful as a hibiscus, and her long black hair is as smooth as water. As she walks, it floats behind her and intertwines with the falling snow.
The most eye-catching thing is its waist, which is slender and soft, just like a bunch of thin willow branches, light and agile.
There are also those slender jade legs, looming under the star skirt, adding a bit of seduction.
It’s Lan Yao!
Lan Yao has both the slenderness of a girl and the charm of a young woman. The combination makes this person possess a breathtaking charm.
Especially the snow-white wings on its back give Lan Yao a sense of holiness in addition to the slenderness of the girl and the charm of the young woman.
At this moment, she came from the wind and snow, walked to the snow-capped mountains, and walked in front of a beautiful middle-aged woman.
"I have met fellow Taoist Lan, and I have lived up to the trust of fellow Taoist and Miss Yuedong. I have brought Feng Lintao, the man who killed a thousand swords, here."
The beautiful middle-aged woman took a deep breath and spoke respectfully.
Lan Yao nodded, her gaze fell on Feng Lintao who was unconscious beside him, her beautiful eyes revealed a look of immense hatred, she raised her jade hand and pointed it down.
The next moment, Feng Lintao's body shook, and his eyes slowly opened, revealing confusion.
It seemed that everything in front of him felt illusory as if he had just woken up, but in fact, deep in his heart, he was thinking constantly, analyzing one way after another to face such a situation.
Confusion is just a symptom.
But it was obvious that Lan Yao knew him too well. Before Feng Lintao could speak, she waved her jade hand, and Feng Lintao's face suddenly twisted, and he couldn't help but let out a shrill wail.
The veins on his face bulged, and his body was shaking violently, as if his soul... was being extracted.
"Lanyao, wake up!!"
"Don't you realize that when you and I first met, your personalities were already different?"
"During this period, I was hunted down by you and Yuedong. I reviewed the past many times and recalled the past many times. I found... something was wrong with Yuedong!"
"Lanyao...you..."
Feng Lintao wailed and spoke sharply, trying to wake up Lan Yao.
But Lan Yao remained unmoved, her raised right hand still capturing the soul.
Soon, Feng Lintao's eyes showed despair, overlapping shadows appeared on his body, and his soul seemed to be clawed out.
At the critical moment, Feng Lintao used his last strength to cry out to the sky for help.
"Your Majesty, help!"
"Your Majesty, I guess that the assassination that occurred in the human race must have been approved by your Majesty, and the purpose is most likely to use me for fishing... Your Majesty, these Lan Yao and Yuedong hate me to the core, help me!"
Lan Yao raised her head and stared in all directions.
The sky is as usual, the wind and snow are as usual, nothing has changed.
Seeing this, Feng Lintao's inner despair became even stronger. He was actually not quite sure whether the empress was there, but now that he had realized it in hindsight and recalled the journey, he had a vague hunch that he... seemed to have been taken away for fishing.
.
So after his soul was torn apart and half of it was taken out, Feng Lintao risked his life and became extremely anxious.
"I have the inheritance of Saint Ancestor Liao Xuan!! It is the inheritance of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor, and back then, I, Saint Ancestor Liao Xuan, was only a hair away from Xia Xian!"
"Your Majesty, this inheritance of mine is exactly what Lan Yao and Yue Dong planned. I am willing to dedicate it to the human race. This inheritance will be of great use to the human race!!"
However, there is still no change in all directions, only the wind and snow are getting bigger.
During the roar, Feng Lintao's soul was finally pulled out by Lan Yao.
As his soul was caught in his hand, Feng Lintao's body turned into fly ash and was blown away by the wind.
"Lanyao, wake up, you are controlled by Yue Dong!"
"Lanyao!!!"
Feng Lintao's soul trembled. The moment he was caught in Lan Yao's hand, he made a final call with despair.
But in this call, he secretly worked hard to consume his soul, unfolded the secret method, and formed a soul thorn.
It suddenly broke out and pierced Lan Yao's eyebrows.
This soul thorn is called Liao Xuan Soul Stimulating Technique!
Once unfolded, the soul of the recipient can be confused and lose control.
So in an instant, Lan Yao's body was shaken, her eyes were blank, and she held Feng Lintao's hand and relaxed it slightly.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Lintao's soul suddenly retreated.
In fact, for Feng Lintao, it would be best if he succeeds in calling out the human race, but if he fails, he may turn this behavior into a struggle to beat himself to death.
Thereby hiding his soul thorn.
Until this moment, it broke out unexpectedly.
But at the moment when Feng Lintao's soul was galloping away, Lan Yao's eyes were bloodshot, she raised her head suddenly, stared into the distance, and spoke her first words after arriving here!
"You are looking for death!"
After she said these words, she immediately felt regretful in her heart, because before her arrival, she received a request from Yuedong, telling her not to say a word after she appeared.
Not even a single sound works.
Originally, she would have completely complied, but Feng Lintao's soul thorn had its effect after all, causing her soul to turmoil and the threads of her fate to blur for a moment.
The three words in his mouth came out in that moment of relaxation.
But at this moment, she couldn't care too much and raised her hand to grab Feng Lintao.
But at this moment, a calm voice echoed from the horizon.
"You finally spoke."
These words directly exploded in all directions, pulling the howling wind and snow here, forming a storm that rose out of thin air and enveloped Lan Yao's figure in an instant.
Lan Yao's expression changed, and then she saw a familiar figure walking from the storm.
Wearing a long robe, long hair, and stunning face, set against the wind and snow.
It was Xu Qing.
The moment she saw Xu Qing, Lan Yao's behavior was extremely decisive. She immediately closed her eyes, and then her body withered quickly. In an instant, her body turned into ashes.
What came here was just her clone!
At this moment, as the clone self-destructed, the storm swept across.
But Xu Qing's expression was as usual. Just when he noticed that the other party appeared without saying a word, he felt that something was wrong. It seemed that the information about him was in his possession.
Know that no sound can be heard.
So he never showed up.
It wasn't until Lan Yao said those three words that Xu Qing walked out.
But now, even if the other party is just a clone and her confidence has dissipated, for Xu Qing, as long as she hears her voice, her true form... cannot be avoided.
Xu Qing raised his head, his divine knowledge spread, and the divine power of sound exploded.
Pursue the other party's words, with the help of the wind, with the help of all things, with the help of all sounds...start a mysterious search!
On the horizon, Feng Lintao, who was running away at full speed at this moment, his expression also changed drastically, and then he quickly showed his intention to please and spoke quickly to his side.
"Is Fellow Taoist Erniu by my side? I guessed from the beginning that you were going to fish, so I fully cooperated at any cost, willing to die many times, and tried my best to finally help you catch this fish..."
As Feng Lintao spoke, Erniu's figure walked out of the distortion of nothingness and stood in front of Feng Lintao, smiling but not smiling.