His body didn't feel any, but he saw the gase of red dust from the naked eye and entered the body.
Fang Yu immediately visited his body and searched for every position in the body, but he did not find strangeness.
The gases of red dust seem to have disappeared like this.
"How is it possible?" Fang Yu frowned and searched again.
Meridian, soul, flesh, or even blood vessels ... No abnormalities were found.
This is a very strange thing.
Fang Yu thought about it, turned his head, and looked at the place where the original little boy was set.
But at this glance, I didn't see the little boy.
Originally, there was a middle -aged woman who was sitting in that stall, and some wooden accessories were sold on the booth.
This woman came after the boy left, or ...
Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly, and stepped forward.
"Handsome guy, what did you like to see? I must be cheaper than other stalls." Women saw Fang Yu and smiled to sell.
"Are you always setting up a stall here?" Fang Yu asked.
The woman nodded, and then nodded, saying, "I have been at this stall in the past and half a month."
"What I asked today, are you always at this stall? Haven't left?" Fang Yu asked again.
Women think that Fang Yu's problem is strange, and she is confused, but she still replied: "I set up a stall here at 9 am this morning.
You can fold you again. "
Fang Yu frowned and stared at the woman without finding a problem.
The woman felt Fang Yu's wrong, thinking that she had encountered any perverts or lunatic, her face was a little frightened.
But at this time, Fang Yu turned and left.
Nympho
Red dust ... That boy ...
Is it just an illusion?
In this world, is there an illusion that Fang Yu can't see it?
Maybe there is ... but what is the purpose of the other party?
The only clue that can be tracked is the so -called red dust fruit.
But after the red dust is turned into a gas into Fang Yu's body, it can no longer be found.
what is going on?
Fang Yu rarely encountered such a situation that couldn't touch the mind.
But now, he is really confused.
He didn't know if everything happened just now was some kind of illusion. He did not know who the people who performed the illusion, and what the purpose was.
Even the red dust that turned into a gas into the body could not be found.
"If it is an illusion, when did I enter the illusion?"
Fang Yu's brows were locked, thinking slowly, thinking.
Nympho
The next morning, a news quickly spread throughout the martial arts world of Beidu.
The chief of the four major groups, the fifth of the sanctuary, officially ended the retreat and returned to the position!
For Beidu martial arts world, this is undoubtedly a explosive news.
The status of nostalgia is quite high, and his influence is not limited to the martial arts association.
Not only because he ranks fifth, but also because of his qualifications.
It can be said that Huaixu is a person who has witnessed the growth of the martial arts world in Beidu, and it can even be said to be one of the founders of the Beidu martial arts world.
Even if the eight major families, the helmsmen of the top ancestors of the major ancestors see their arms, and they must descend their seniority and give enough respect.
Therefore, once the news of Huaixu exiting the customs, it immediately caused a sensation.
Many people speculate that the return of Huaixu back to the stage is related to the semi -spiritual incident that broke out in the past few days.
Nympho
On the occasion of the world of martial arts in Beidu, the mountainous areas of Wen'an City in the central region.
Holding a document in the hand, flying all the way towards the inside of the deep mountains.
In a valley, she saw a familiar figure.
Jiangdao was floating in the air in the air with a meditation attitude, and the gray chaos is wrapped around the body.
The embroidery plum stopped at 50 meters from Jiangdao, and silently waited for Jiangdao to practice.
But not long after she waited, Jiangdao opened her eyes.
"bass!"
Among the pupils of Jiangdao, the chilling light was shot.
Although there is no positive contact, embroidery plum still feels trembling.
Since the fusion of chaos beads, the breath on Jiangdao is stronger every day.
From the perspective of embroidery, the momentum contained in Jiangdao today is not inferior to the elder who was too old.
"Embroidery, do you find me?" Jiangdao looked at Xiu Mei and asked.
Embroidered a spirit, returned to God, and replied: "Brother, I just received a notice from the Wudao Association of Wen'an City. They said that the application has passed. We only need to submit a piece of information to reconstruct it at the official level.
Ziyan Palace ... "
"The notice of the martial arts association? What about Shen Mu and Hei Jue?" Jiangdao asked.
"They haven't come back yet, Brother Zhen Yun is contacting them." Xiu Mei said.
Jiangdao frowned and stretched out one hand towards embroidery plum.
The files in the hand of embroidery plum immediately flew towards Jiangdao.
"This document is the license of Brother Shen Mu and Brother Hei Jue ... The two of them are probably anxious, so let others send a license to prove it ..." Xiu Mei said.
After a few seconds, this document flew into the hands of Jiangdao.
Jiangdao took it in front of it, smelled it, his face immediately gloomy.
This document is contaminated with bloody smell.
Hei Jue and Shenmu ...
Jiangdao immediately closed his eyes, used soul inspiration, and contacted Hei Jue and Shenmu, but did not get a trace of feedback.
When Jiangdao opened his eyes again, his eyes already contained a strong intention.
"What's wrong? Brother ..." Seeing Jiangdao's face was so gloomy, he asked immediately.
"Brother!"
At this time, a figure flew rapidly from the back, and his voice was rapid.
Soon, Zhenyun came to Jiangdao.
"Brother, Shen Mu and Hei Jue ..." Zhen Yun's eyes flushed, his face was pale, and he said.
"I already know." Jiangdao's face was extremely cold, and the chaotic air entangled around the body suddenly increased, and the speed of hovering became faster.
"Who killed them! Who!" Zhen Yun asked with a trembling sound quality.
At this time, the embroidered plum behind him woke up, and the blood on his face disappeared.
Brother Shen Mu and Brother Hei Jue, died?
They just went to North to submit an application, how could they die? Who would kill them!??
The eyebrows are red, look at Jiangdao in front.
"Brother, I will bring other younger brothers now to go to the North! I must find out the killer who killed Shen Mu and Hei Jue!" Zhenyun's forehead rose and said hard.
"I disagree." Jiangdao glanced at Zhenyun, whispered coldly, "No matter who kills Shen Mu and Hei Jue, his strength will not be lower than you.
They revenge. "
"Is that case that is!?" Zhen Yun asked.
"No.
What happened! After that, I will go to the North Capital in person. I will find the murderer in my method and let him pay a heavy price. "
Zhenyun gasped, looking at Jiangdao, no longer speaking.
The embroidered plum behind him couldn't help crying.
Brother Hei Jue, Brother Shen Mu, they escaped the catastrophe of the year, but failed to witness the time of the reconstruction of Ziyan Palace ...
And they died on the way to rebuild Ziyan Palace ...
This ending is undoubtedly the most difficult to accept for them.
Nympho
Fang Yu returned home, came to the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and a person read the book.
He wants to see things like Hongchen Guogu, which is recorded in these books.
But spending more than half a night, Fang Yu did not read the records about red dust.
After thinking about it, Fang Yu returned to the first layer.
Most of the books placed here are some legends and myths.
Will there be a record of red dust in these books?
In the middle of the night, Fang Yu got into the book again, and he couldn't extricate himself.
Until the rising sun the next day, the books that Fang Yu read it was like a small mountain, and he still didn't find the information you wanted.
"Master, what do you want to find?" Xiaofeng Bell appeared beside Fang Yu and asked crooked his head, "You have been looking for one night, haven't you found it yet? Why don't you find me?"
"Find you to help? What can you help me?" Fang Yu frowned and said.