Cheng Lin has a good talent in the field of sense of direction.
At least he won't get lost like Fu Zhongting.
After spending a little time, he returned to the area where he and Cao Wei were attacked in the first place.
It was still peaceful here, as if no one had been here. There were traces of their previous battles all around. The blood in the river had faded a lot and was almost invisible.
"I remember that he escaped deeper into the island.
He was seriously injured, so he wouldn't be able to go too far, especially when he found out that I didn't chase him.
Even if a practitioner of the water element wants to heal his wounds, he cannot do so in the water. He must definitely get on land.
If I were to put myself in his shoes, I would still not be too far away from the river even if I went ashore.
This way we can ensure we can escape in time in case of danger.”
Cheng Lin turned on Sherlock Holmes + Conan mode, touched his chin and stared at the river, thinking.
After a while, he decided to follow the river deeper into the island.
While walking, continue to collect broken magic weapons along the river.
Not to mention, the products by the river are actually very rich, and there are many magical artifacts left, but most of them are fragments.
Cheng Lin hesitated for a while based on the principle of being diligent and thrifty, but still picked up a lot. This was a bit different from his original strategy of only picking up high-quality goods. However, he quickly overcame this reserve.
Along the river, Cheng Lin was very fast. The "Hazy Eye" was only a first-level power, but it was surprisingly useful at this time and could help him detect whether there were people in a large area around him.
I did meet a few people, but they were all just exploring teams, and there was no trace of casual cultivators.
This gradually shattered Cheng Lin's hope.
"Perhaps, he has already run away and cannot be found."
He became more and more disappointed, and finally stopped and looked at the forest in front of him. The sparse tall ancient trees were clustered together, looking very deep against the background of the cloudy sky.
"Take one last look and give up if you can't find it."
Cheng Lin walked over without any hope, looked at it casually with hazy eyes, and immediately raised his eyebrows.
From his perspective, he could only see very faint light spots on the ground outside the woods. Switching to wide-area vision, it was clearer. He squatted down and discovered those hidden light spots in a piece of grass.
"blood?"
Cheng Lin thought in surprise.
They were some dripping blood drops, sprinkled in the dense grass, connected in a string, and spread into the woods. Blood drops of this level are almost invisible. They are only nourished by spiritual energy in the body of the practitioner, and the blood also contains spiritual energy.
Naturally react when sensing supernatural powers.
"Is it him? Not sure, but it's very possible that he landed from here and entered the woods?"
Cheng Lin's breathing quickened, he subconsciously tightened his grip on the bat knife, tensed his nerves, and slowly entered the sparse woods.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."
After pushing aside the tall shrubs, the sunlight became mottled fragments under the cover of clouds and tree crowns. The forest was unexpectedly cold and depressing. When Cheng Lin pushed aside the branches in front of him, his pupils immediately shrank.
All he saw was a strange scene.
In the woods, under a huge tree, a figure wearing tight clothes was lying under the tree like a dead fish. One of his hands was simply wrapped with a bandage, and the blood seeped out and dyed the bandage red.
, showing a weak atmosphere.
Loose practice.
It was indeed the rogue cultivator, but he seemed to be dead at the moment, lying in the dead leaves under the tree, motionless, and completely unaware of Cheng Lin's approach.
"Coma? Or death?"
Cheng Lin was puzzled.
Suddenly, he seemed to realize something. He turned around suddenly, raised his bat knife, and shouted after him: "Who? Come out!"
A brief stagnation.
A surprised voice sounded in my ears:
"Cheng Lin? Is it you?"
A figure came out from behind a tree. He was wearing a uniform with small lapels and was holding a knife in his hand. At this moment, seeing that it was Cheng Lin, he seemed to be greatly relieved, and a trace of light appeared on his dark face.
A weak smile.
"Xu Dong?"
Cheng Lin was also stunned.
He knew this person. He was clearly a member of Senior Cheng's fan group. When we had dinner at the "Wangyou" restaurant yesterday, he was at the table. Like Liang Pi, he was a student of the Second Academy and was relatively taciturn.
, his presence was not high, but there were only six people at that dinner party, so Cheng Lin was still impressed by him.
"It's me, it turns out to be you. I heard a voice approaching just now. I thought it was this guy's accomplice, and I was shocked." Xu Dong said with a smile.
"What's going on?"
Cheng Lin was confused.
Xu Dong put away the bat knife and said with a smile: "I was passing by here and found someone hiding here. He was obviously not one of ours. He should be a loose cultivator. He was seriously injured. I happened to take advantage of him. I just took him
Knock it out, you're here. Come on, why are you here?"
Is that so? Such good luck? This guy ran out of his hand and ran directly into Xu Dong's hand...
Cheng Lin couldn't help but smile bitterly, "To tell you the truth, I was the one who injured this guy. I cut off his hand. I was trying to catch up with him, but I didn't expect him to be hit by you."
"That's right, let me tell you," Xu Dong laughed and said, "In this case, I don't want to be greedy for credit. If you give this casual cultivator to the department, you can get a lot of contribution points. Well, since you were the one who seriously injured him,
But I can’t take the credit myself.”
Cheng Lin shook his head and smiled: "You caught the person, of course it belongs to you. I was just afraid that he would continue to hurt others, so I chased him to have a look. Since he has been caught, I am relieved. Then you continue, I will leave first.
."
"Wait!" Xu Dong suddenly called him.
Cheng Lin looked at him quietly, with a puzzled look on his face: "Is there anything else?"
Xu Dong approached slowly, seemingly casually, and said enthusiastically: "Then why am I so embarrassed..."
At the same time, behind Cheng Lin, the casual cultivator who had been "knocked out" by Xu Dong suddenly opened his eyes, then silently got up from the ground, his eyes fixed on Cheng Lin's back, his face
A malicious look appeared on his face.
The whole process is extremely strange and lifeless, showing its excellent ability to hide breath.
But Xu Dong didn't seem to see this scene at all, and just continued to approach Cheng Lin with enthusiasm, as if he wanted to pat him on the shoulder.
He continued to say: "As the saying goes, whoever sees you has a share. Now that you are here, I can't let you leave empty-handed. Especially since this casual cultivator was seriously injured by you, the account must be settled clearly."
Cheng Lin stood between the two of them, seemingly unaware of what was happening behind him, and his attention was completely attracted by Xu Dong in front of him.
However, what they didn't know was that Cheng Lin had always kept his "wide-area vision" turned on since he entered the woods.
With a 360-degree panoramic view, he had already clearly seen the changes behind him.
Cheng Lin pretended not to notice anything. The control of his body kept a flawless smile on his face, but his legs were as tight as a bowstring.
His heart was screaming.
Black organization!
Xu Dong seems to be an accomplice of this loose cultivator!
Could it be said that Xu Dong is a member of the "Black Party" organization hiding within the Special Division?
The so-called internal response?
The Second Division, or the Second House to be precise, was really infiltrated?
At this moment, Cheng Lin sighed deeply in his heart. Then before the two of them took action, he took the lead and stepped on the ground violently. His body retreated violently. Then he turned around on the spot. The mental storm blasted out, controlling the casual cultivator, and the bat knife in his hand transformed into
A bright silver light flashed across its throat!
"Giggle!"
The casual cultivator's eyes widened in disbelief, and he covered his throat with a puzzled expression. The next moment, blood spurted out from between his fingers, his body fell down, and he died!