Countless phantoms flashed like fragments of a movie. Over the years, over time, in Mu Qingshan's mind, it was just a change in an instant. The beauty has grown old with a finger, and the cold and heat of hundreds of years, from today's perspective, it is just a matter of chatting and laughing. Compared with Mu Qingshan's way of interpreting fragments of time, it is still a witch.

There are three types of human memory. The first is deep memory, the second is latent memory, and the third is deep latent memory that determines a person's personality. When interpreting a person's memory, many fragments have long been blurred, and the trees are different. A towering ancient tree is like a camera between heaven and earth. It honestly carves all memories into the annual rings of trees. With the conditions permit, the previous fragments can be displayed. This is like many years after a person dies, and on cloudy days, the camera of heaven and earth will also show his scene at that time, which has caused an unexplained theory of ghosts and gods. Mu Qingshan's superpower is the best interpreter.

finally.

A black shadow appeared in vain under the cold moon. It was fast, too fast. The faint shadow flashed by, like a flying geese, and could not leave any traces of ink claws.

This is the scene again.

This is the result of Mu Qingshan's experiment with at least fifteen towering ancient trees. The result was like a retreat, but it still found nothing. He could not capture the traces of the black shadow, just like a movie suddenly blurred the writing, and countless snowflakes flashed through it.

The consciousness was a little empty. Mu Qingshan shook his head and withdrew his palm. When he opened his eyes, the ancient tree in front of him had changed. The old bark with its mouth cracked in the severe winter fell in pieces, revealing its delicate new skin, and the thick branches and leaves were swaying and shaking.

Compared with the rather withered trees around it, this is a bit of a diseased tree with a unique smell.

At this time, half of the moon climbed out of the black clouds. The cold rocks reflected the faint moonlight, which was full of annoyance and temptation. The wind, I don’t know when it stopped, and the entire Xijing Mountain actually showed a dull and dead aura.

"It should be almost the second half of the night. Ling Linfeng and the others should be impatient. They can't wait endlessly. Just try it!"

Mao Yue hid in the dark clouds, Mu Qingshan's figure flashed, and immediately merged into the vast darkness. With just one flash, it disappeared immediately.

At the top of Xijing Peak, the cold moon in the temple. The trees sway and the cold dew is silent.

Ling Linfeng and a small number of troops under the Beast Alliance were guarding the northwest corner, waiting quietly. Mu Qingshan had already set up a clever force field in this dense forest. The ancients said that plants and trees were all soldiers, but Mu Qingshan did turn all the surrounding plants into strange weapons that can be moved. Once the wind and grass were rippling, Mu Qingshan would break the balance force attached to the plants and trees in an instant. Even fully armed soldiers would find it difficult to break through this formation for a while.

As early as the time of the Golden Triangle, Park Cunhu, Xiao Yao and others had seen Mu Qingshan's formation. If these people were here, they would definitely believe it. Chen Feifei and others were standard materialists. Considering that Mu Qingshan's expression was too serious, Dacai did not spit out the question.

In the east and south, the Bi family and the Liu family guarded each other, but the Western family was hostile to each other. Even though everyone knew the approximate location, they heard the sound of chickens and dogs, and they would never interact with each other.

With his perfect tongue, Ling Linfeng was able to invite so many noble children to come to such a cool place to blow the cold wind, which is also a wonderful achievement.

In a shadow corner in the east, Zhao Huier, Chen Juanqiu and Monk Mozhi stood beside Liu Yibing's land, with bright eyes scanning everything around him. Unlike the Liu Family Police Street staff who were live ammunition around him, these three were all internal practice techniques, with sensitive skin and mind, and they often could detect things that others could not be vigilant about.

Liu Yibing, a top figure in the Sanhe Organization's generation, died in the temple ten meters in front of him. His corpse was not cold. He ignored any dissuasion and resolutely participated in the hunting operation.

"Hey! A monster suddenly emerged and killed Haoru! It was already late at night, and there was still nothing wrong. I see how Ling Linfeng, the kid, explained to me?"

The wind gradually became louder, and Ling Linfeng's voice came through a special communication tool: "Are the Liu family ready? For fairness, I suggest that all three families send one person as bait."

"What bait?"

The Liu family and the Bi family conveyed questions at the same time.

"There are three horns here, and three people must be blown at the same time. The others are ambushing in the dark to respond. No one wants to become a zombie. I hope your candidates will be stronger and don't sacrifice in vain, if the monster in the legend appears."

This is indeed a temporary suggestion. "As a materialist, I really don't know if I'm stupid or what's going on? I actually listen to your lies and go to such a place to blow the air. Don't tell me, this is a superstitious activity, what is a horn snail?"

In the northwest corner, Mu Qingshan is hidden not far from Ling Linfeng and others.

Ling Linfeng knew that Liu Yibing was a master in the financial industry. He attended such a gathering for the first time today, mostly because of his son's tragic death. He just took a chance to cheer up again. Not to mention Liu Yibing, even Ling Linfeng himself had no background. Is it really like Xiaomu said that there are really monsters here? Can they be summoned through horn snails?

"Mr. Liu, if you want to avenge your son, just do as you do! I have no choice."

"I believe you again."

After thinking for a while, Liu Yibing said this coldly, her eyes turned around, but she heard Zhao Huier next to her say a crisp voice: "Let me be used as bait!"

The faces of the monk and the Taoist priest immediately changed.

"Hui'er, this is not a joke. The three of us must cooperate. No one is allowed to leave. The other party needs a bait, otherwise the three of us can go together."

Zhao Huier's black and white eyes turned in the dark and smiled and said, "By the way, didn't the other party say that she needed three baits? Otherwise, let our Liu Family Mo deal with it and save trouble."

The Taoist priest and monk looked like they were good-natured. They understood the young lady's temperament, she looked innocent and innocent, and her personality was even more stubborn than a cow. She said that she would never be used as a bait. If the three of them went into battle, there would be at least one response and the three-combination formation was unfolded. Even if the heat was not enough, even the great elder Liu Gongming was not sure to win within a hundred moves.

At this moment, Liu Yibing's speech suddenly interrupted everyone's hope.

"Let Hui'er go up there! She is a woman and can protect herself, so there should be no problem."

The monk Yu Taoist was petrified on the spot. Ming Neng watched Zhao Huier step out of the forest with a smile and walked towards the temple before.

Zhao Huier was slim and beautiful. She just stood in the open space in front of the temple so pretty. Under the faint moonlight, she actually had a little bit of a quiet smell.

After a moment, a bloated figure turned around the northwest corner and walked straight towards Zhao Huier. At the same time, a man in black with a tough figure turned around in the south.

"It's that fat man, why did he come out?" Taoist Chen Juanqiu said gritting his teeth.

Chen Feifeidi held three horn snails in his hand and was handing them to the two people next to him. His flashing eyes were clearly staring at Zhao Huier with a steady look. The monk and Taoist priest were full of anger, but he could do nothing.

A low, tragic voice slowly spread across Xijing Peak, like a sudden roar of wind on the calm sea, and like a hungry wolf howls at the bright moon.

Everyone was excited and glanced at everything around with their eyes shining light. Even Mu Qingshan felt nervous for no reason. In a faint sense, as the sound of this formation sounded, the entire Xijing Peak seemed to have a strange atmosphere.

The three people in the field formed horns and looked at everything around them with a fierce look.

Five minutes passed quickly, no one quietly moved, and no one asked.

"Female, blow it again."

Mu Qingshan had reached the top of the treetops, looking down at everything around him. There were countless strange rocks like beasts crouching down. With Mu Qingshan's eyes and hearing, he had not noticed any strangeness.

Did it take a vain to run away?

The tragic voice sounded again, everyone was slightly disappointed and their eyes drifted away.

The cold moon was like a swimming fish hiking around among the dark clouds. In a moment, a row of thunders exploded in the sky. At this deadly moment, it was going to rain.

When the first drop of rain fell on Mu Qingshan, he couldn't help but feel excited. It was raining again? Such a coincidence?

The sudden heavy rain was surprisingly heavy, and everyone ran out of the forest helplessly and headed towards the temple street. They couldn't care about so much. In the cold weather, the consequences were very serious.

Ling Linfeng and others also began to find out the forest. A stream of people rushed out of the darkness and gathered in this temple where murders had happened. Chen Feifei and the other two got the moon first, and there was no drop of water on their bodies.

Mu Qingshan turned under the canopy, and the cool power squirted out like an angry horse and a strong wind, quickly integrating his breath into the forest. According to his hiding method, Mu Qingshan dared to pack it. Even if he was a few masters of several levels higher than him, he would not be able to find his position.

"Here, it finally appears. Although I can't determine your location, I know you are definitely around."

Mu Qingshan said secretly that the evil forces in his mind were ready to move.

All the staff have been rigorously trained and remained in chaos in the face of danger. Because the space was too small, the people of the Liu family were divided into two groups and began to walk towards the guest room behind, turning to the small room where the Buddha statues were worshipped, and behind it was a small courtyard.

"What?"

In the darkness, someone shouted coldly.

A lamp, no, indeed, a little light was lit up in the courtyard. In the heavy rain, nothing would be said to go out. Next to the faint light was a disheveled face, under the black and shiny black silk, the outline could not be clearly seen.

Outside the forest, the figure of Mu Qingshan was moving rapidly among the treetops.

"Back back and fuck guy."

Another person whispered, as if it was Bi Dongliu's voice. This time everyone could see clearly that there was a person standing in the courtyard. He was lit with an oil lamp and stood in the rainy day. Strangely, the raindrops that were originally thrown away the beans and floated down from the side. All the lights were not extinguished, and the owner who controlled the light did not speak.

In one go, countless ice weapons locked the lights in the yard.

"Did you kill my son Liu Haoru?" Liu Yibing's hoarse voice sounded in the crowd.

There was a loud bang, and among the more than one hundred gunmen, who fired the gun, the bullet tilted away like hail, and the light immediately floated.

In a moment, the lights were set in their original position again, and they were... unscathed.

Everyone felt faint.

"Ling Linfeng, take people back to their original position immediately, hurry up."

The sound of Mu Qingshan suddenly rang out in a special way.

Before he could think too much, Ling Linfeng immediately signaled Lu Renjie and others to retreat quickly. At the same time, the gunman made a big fuss again, and the lights in the yard flashed and suddenly disappeared.

"Quick, exit this damn place."

Bi Dongliu kept watching Ling Linfeng's movements. Seeing that the opportunity was wrong, he immediately started roaring. Darkness was the biggest enemy of mankind, and no one knew when and where the light would appear again. This guy was not afraid of the power of guns and bullets, which had already shocked everyone's scalp.

There was a mess of voices. All the hostility, interests, and status were thrown out of the sky. Everyone gathered in the open space in front of the temple and talked about what they had just seen.

"It's so strange, could it be human?"

"Hey, where is Su Dongming? He doesn't seem to have come out yet."

"I have two friends who haven't come out yet, what's going on? Are they still inside?"

The rain had been a little lighter, and three bangs, something fell out of the temple and landed three meters away from everyone. His white face and hard body looked like three zombies.

"Shoot me." Bi Dongliu's voice sounded like a beast in the rain.

Immediately afterwards, a faint, indescribable rhythm sounded and floated in every corner of Xijing Peak.

Chichichi, after a strange sound, the Luopi weeds at the position where Ling Linfeng and others stood turned into a romance, and grew wildly in an instant. In a moment, a natural fortress formed, and the changes had not stopped. These elves that were heard from heaven and earth seemed to feel something, waving the branches and vines, pricking the Leng Yue above her head. Dear! If you think this site is good, please remember this site to help promote it! This site is!
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