"Someone is controlling her. She should be going to meet. Just follow her and take a look." Ning Fan quickened his pace.
At this time, Jiang Yurou walked out of the gate and walked towards a forest path. She was gradually shrouded in darkness and disappeared.
"Uncle Jiang, which direction is this?" Ning Fan asked.
"It's an artificial lake that hasn't been completed yet, but why would Yurou go to a place like this in the middle of the night?"
"It's very simple, someone is guiding her there!"
Ning Fan said: "Slower steps and let's go!"
"Um!"
After about a few hundred meters, the artificial lake could be seen, and Ning Fan pulled Jiang Zhonghai to a dark place to hide.
"Shh!"
Ning Fan looked over and saw a mysterious man in black robe standing in front of Jiang Yurou, standing quietly for a while.
Although the other party covered himself tightly, Ning Fan heard that the mysterious man was thinking about something weird.
"Uncle, wait for me here!"
Ning Fan jumped onto the treetop with a slight leap, took out three silver needles in his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly and threw them out decisively.
Boo hoo hoo!!!
The three silver needles were approaching quickly, but the mysterious man was very alert and turned around in time to avoid Ning Fan's sneak attack.
"Silver needle?" the mysterious man muttered.
Ning Fan jumped out decisively, took out five silver needles and threw them out again to force the opponent back and prevent him from threatening him with Jiang Yurou.
Boo hoo hoo!!!
As expected, a few silver needles forced the opponent to retreat, and he stepped directly across the artificial lake, with his toes gently touching the water.
"What an amazing Qinggong!"
Naturally, Ning Fan didn't hesitate to give in. He rushed out in one stride and stepped on the water to cross over.
"Uncle Jiang, take good care of Yurou, I'll be back later."
"Xiaofan, be careful!" Jiang Zhonghai quickly ran out and hugged Jiang Yurou.
The mysterious man obviously didn't realize that Ning Fan was also very good at Qinggong, so he turned around and ran away, while Jiang Yurou on the other side slowly closed her eyes and fell into her father's arms.
"Yu Rou, daughter?" Jiang Zhonghai glanced at Ning Fan, who was already chasing the mysterious man.