in the dark.

The middle-aged man in gray robe yelled crazily.

But Feng Qingyan didn't know what the other party was yelling at.

At this time, Men Ji knocked the middle-aged man in gray robe unconscious, swallowed it into the skin bag, and then wrote on the ground: "Master Fu, the man earlier seems to have woken up, do you want to let him out?"

Feng Qingyan nodded.

Menji opened his mouth and spat out the middle-aged man in gray robe, but the other man was still in a state of madness and had not really woken up.

"Swallow it."

Feng Qingyan looked at it and said, this is impossible to communicate at all.

Men Ji swallowed the middle-aged man in gray robe back.

"Witch, let's go."

Feng Qingyan pointed in the direction.

When the evil witch heard the words, he flew away and quickly covered thousands of miles.

At this time, Feng Qingyan had already stepped out of the extreme cold range, and the remaining eternal night was a safer place.

Just like the place when he first entered the eternal night.

"Um?"

Not long after, Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and said with surprise on his face: "Didn't Master Kuci go east? Why are you here?"

He saw a figure that looked very much like Master Kuci, more than a hundred miles away to the left.

But the distance was a bit far, so he wasn't sure that it was Master Kuci. After all, there were still similar people, all wearing tattered gray robes...

It is very possible to admit your mistake.

But in the eternal darkness, the possibility of meeting someone very similar to Master Kuci is probably very small.

He is 80% certain to be Master Kuci.

At this time, he jumped off Wu Evil's shoulders and asked Wu Evil to return to the ghost gate, and asked Men Ji to release Jiu Ge, Qing Mang, Niuche, and two middle-aged men in gray robes.

"Ah, we finally came out. Where is this place?"

Jiuge looked around curiously as he spoke, but saw nothing. He knew that he was still in the eternal night and could only leave his body. After his soul left his body, he did not feel any extreme cold.

I couldn't help but be happy...

Both he and Qing Mang were very curious. Where did Mr. (Your Majesty) place them? It actually withstood the extreme cold, which really shocked them.

They did not see Menji, nor did they know about Menji's existence.

At this time, Feng Qingyan nodded to them, went to the bullock cart, took out a rope and tied it to Qing Mang, picked up the two fainting middle-aged men in gray robes, and walked towards Master Kuci a hundred miles away.

In less than half an hour, he had traveled more than a hundred miles.

It is indeed Master Kuci...

But why is he here?

Feng Qingyan's face was full of doubts. Could it be that Master Kuci went against the grain?

Logically speaking, this possibility is extremely small. After all, the center of the eternal night is the freezing cold. Even if Master Kuci cannot tell the direction, when he comes to the freezing cold, he should realize that he is going in the opposite direction.

At this moment, Master Kuci stood still and was out of his body observing the terrain around him.

However, in the eternal dark night, the soul can only see about a hundred feet in radius, and the vision cannot be very clear.

The further the distance, the more blurry it becomes.

After Feng Qingyan approached Baizhang, Master Kuci noticed Feng Qingyan's presence and was obviously stunned for a moment.

It seems that he did not expect that he would meet the donor here again.

At this moment, Master Kuci looked Feng Qingyan up and down, and after confirming that he had not recognized the wrong person, he threw a small stone as a reminder, and wrote with some surprise: "Feng Donor?"

"It's Qingyan."

After Feng Qingyan received the reminder from Master Kuci, he left his body and wrote with a smile.

"Is this a traitor to the donor?"

Master Kuci wrote doubtfully in the void, his eyes fell on two middle-aged men in gray robes, with a look of surprise on their faces, "The poor monk thanked the benefactor for saving his life. These two are the poor monk."

A disciple of the master’s sect.”

"It turns out that he is a disciple of Master Kuci. It seems that Qingyan and Master Kuci's disciple are somewhat destined." Feng Qingyan was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that he was a fellow disciple of Master Kuci, so he continued to write in the void.

: "Master Kuci just said that Qingyan is going the wrong way? Qingyan doesn't think so. Instead, he thinks Master Kuci is going the wrong way. This direction should be the direction to Kutuo Heaven..."

"Donor Feng, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

Master Kuci's soul trembled, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. In fact, he didn't know whether he was going the wrong way, and he didn't know what to do...

I just saw Feng Qingyan again and subconsciously thought that he was going the wrong way.

"Qingyan must have made a mistake with eight points."

Feng Qingyan smiled.

"This this……"

Master Kuci didn't know what to write, and his heart trembled suddenly for a few times, but he still felt a bit lucky and continued to write: "What evidence does the donor have to prove that he is not rebelling?"

"Since Master Kuci has returned here, he has experienced extreme cold. Is there a second extreme cold in the eternal night?"

Feng Qingyan wrote.

"Extremely cold? The poor monk has not walked through it..."

Master Kuci wrote in confusion, and then suddenly froze, his eyes widened slightly, could it be? In fact, during this seven-month period, he fell into a state of madness several times, so he did not know that he had fallen into a state of madness.

, what things have been done.

so.

In a state of madness, it is possible that he walked through extreme cold.

At this moment, Master Kuci couldn't help but open his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but suddenly realized that he couldn't hear what he said, so he continued to write in the void: "Has the donor really walked through the extreme cold?"

"I got through it by luck."

Feng Qingyan nodded and wrote, then asked: "Since Master Kuci has returned here, he should have walked through the freezing cold. Doesn't Master Kuci know?"

"The poor monk became delirious several times..."

Master Kuci had a sad face.

At this time, Feng Qingyan couldn't help but marvel at Master Kuci's luck. Despite the terrifying aura that burst out like rain in the freezing cold, he managed to pass through without any damage.

This is simply a child of destiny.

"Since these two are fellow disciples of Master Kuci, Qingyan will be handed over to Master Kuci." Feng Qingyan wrote, "The two fellow disciples of Master Kuci were met on the road to Qingyan, but they were both unconscious.

He fell into a state of madness."

"The poor monk thanked the benefactor for his life-saving grace."

After Master Kuci finished writing, he put his hands together and saluted respectfully, his face full of excitement.

"Master Kuci is so polite." After Feng Qingyan finished writing, his soul returned to his body, and he carried two middle-aged men in gray robes towards Master Kuci.

Kuci walked up quickly.

"He is indeed a fellow disciple of the poor monk."

After checking their situation, Master Kuci bowed respectfully, and then wrote out of his body. But he was a little confused, why did they walk into the eternal night, and why did they go eastward?

At this time, Master Kuci woke them up, but they were still in a state of madness, especially the middle-aged man in gray robe with a yellow face, who was afraid that they would never wake up again.

"Master Kuci bids farewell."

Feng Qingyan wrote.

"The poor monk wishes the benefactor a safe journey."

After Master Kuci finished writing, he put his hands together and saluted. When he saw Feng Qingyan leading Qingniu away, he seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't.

After emerging from the freezing cold, the eternal night was very easy for Feng Qingyan and there was no danger.

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

He walked for more than ten months and was finally walking out of the eternal night. At this moment, he had reached the edge of the eternal night.

As long as we walk a few hundred miles, we can get out of the eternal night.

But at this moment.

But he met two bald middle-aged men in gray robes.

They were lost in the eternal night, scurrying around like headless flies, with anxious looks on their faces.

Feng Qingyan thought for a moment and then stopped to greet him.
To be continued...