This attack came too quickly and too coincidental.

It seemed that the attacker had been staring at him for a long time, and even knew his flaws.

Otherwise, there would never be such a coincidence.

"Taiyin breath..."

After taking a look, Yuan Duxiu already knew his situation.

This magic weapon with a strong bloody smell is extremely close to Miao Meng's aura, and is more pure and powerful, so that his true form of the Great Sun was pressed to its limit.

Struggle, seems useless?

"This person has been staring at you for a long time."

At this time, Mu Longcheng's plain voice sounded in Yuan Duxiu's heart: "He seems to be plotting something on you."

He was also looking at the shroud of the moon.

Yuan Duxiu was in a coma, but he had no effect.

"What's there to do with me?"

Yuan Duxiu shook his head slightly.

After more than 30 years of hard practice, although he is not considered to be selfless, he has nothing to do, right?

"You underestimate yourself too much."

Mu Longcheng's tone was neither salty nor light, and he was a little careless.

He remembered clearly what happened before Yuan Duxiu was sealed.

The attacker has extremely high methods and can hide it from him, but he may not be able to hide it from An Qisheng. The latter ignores it, so what should he worry about?

“Huh?”

Suddenly, the voice of Mulong City fluctuated, and seemed extremely surprised.

"teacher?"

Yuan Duxiu frowned in his heart, shouted a few times but received no response.

I was vaguely frightened, but I didn't know what was going on.

"Does it involve secret methods such as fate and luck..."

In Yuan Duxiu's body, Mu Longcheng's mind was fluctuating, and he could vaguely sense that millions of extremely small patterns were spreading.

It overflowed from outside the shroud and quietly sank into Yuan Duxiu's body.

This kind of movement and stillness is too subtle and does not occur at the material level. Yuan Duxiu could not detect it at this time.

Even if he hadn't been connected with Yuan Duxiu's life, he would not have noticed it at all.

This secret method is not available even among the many books in Wanfa Tower.

"Who is outside playing the idea of ​​Duxiu's fate?"

Mu Longcheng's mind is subtle:

“This is so interesting….”

Fate and energy are illusory as mortals, but now he can vaguely detect it. Just being aware does not mean that he can control it at will.

Those who can touch fate and count the only ones whose fate and count are their own fate and count.

This method is extremely easy to cause backlash.

However, what he was thinking at this time was not the attacker and the secret technique itself, but An Qisheng.

He ignored it, why?

......

Huh ~

The airflow whizzed by.

Qi Cang closed his eyes, his expression was solemn, and the long hair on his forehead was wet with cold sweat, as if he was suffering from huge torture.

It took him a long time to open his eyes slowly.

He looked at his hands and could hardly resist the throbbing in his heart:
Chapter completed!