"This is..."

Ning Feng's expression changed drastically, and his eyes burst out with strange light, staring at the objects in his palm.

It was a broken red copper metal with mottled marks on it, which clearly looked like the Sun God Palace.

"Isn't this a sign on the shrine's standard air shuttle?"

Ning Feng has never been in this kind of air shuttle, but has never eaten pork, and hasn't seen pigs running all over the mountain?

The older generation disciples of the Divine Palace naturally have enough spiritual jade to buy various flying magic weapons, including large flying boats, flying shuttles through the sky, etc.

Ordinary disciples, or newly promoted disciples such as Ru Ningfeng, have enough resources for their own cultivation, so naturally they have no spare time to buy those luxury goods.

Anyway, Ning Feng doesn't have this thing.

If you travel a long distance and represent the sect to fight in all directions and rely on your own spiritual power to enter and exit Qingming, you will arrive thousands of miles away and your strength will be almost exhausted.

Therefore, the Sun God Palace prepared a batch of standard air shuttles, which were specially called temporarily for the disciples to use for transportation.

All of these air shuttles have the sign that Ning Feng is holding in his hand now.

When the shuttle through the air is activated, the spiritual energy will rush, and the mark of the Sun God Palace will be left in the sky that it cuts through.

The purpose is simple, it is nothing more than the usual method of the Sun God Palace. No matter how you point out that this is the person from the God Palace. If you want to have a bad mind, think about whether your head is tired of being stuck on your shoulders and want to move.

"Is something wrong with them?"

After Ning Feng confirmed that this was a sign on the shuttle, his expression suddenly became solemn.

At this time and at this location, there will be no other possibility that people will use the shuttle through the air and be hit from the air.

"The elders of the God Palace are not even close to protecting..."

Ning Feng gasped for a while. After thinking about it, it was nothing more than that the elders of the Divine Palace were not close to each other. Or they could not be protected in full. These two possibilities were just two possible things.

No matter which one it is, it is obviously not a good thing, proving that there is something beyond expectations in Southern Xinjiang.

This place is definitely not a trivial matter, it is so big that the elders of the Divine Palace cannot even protect the seeds of the sects.

"Now Xiwei and the others are not in danger?"

Ning Feng tightened his hand, held the sign of the temple and stood up, looking around.

The plain landform is boundless and unobstructed, and his eyes instantly condensed and fell to the northwest direction.

There, a short, dirty figure entered Ning Feng's sight.

"Um?"

"Is this some kind of indigenous native in southern Xinjiang?"

This is the first reaction that flashed through the other party's mind.

The visitor is not ordinary short, but no matter how you look at it, it is just that ordinary people are waist-length, with a scattered head and a messy hair that has not been washed for many years. It is dispersed to cover up the dirty face, leaving only a pair of eyes that are bright and slim.

The clothes on his body were so dirty that they could not see the usual color at all, one piece darker and one piece lighter. The rag that had not been washed in the countryside shop for a whole year was the same color.

The dwarf carried a pole on his shoulder, not obviously not a weapon, and he also had a net bag behind him. I don’t know what it is for?

The dwarf was not afraid of people. When he saw Ning Feng looking over, he waved his hand and greeted him enthusiastically.

While saying hello, he ran over with his bare feet.

Along the way, there were shrubs, puddles, uneven grounds with sharp stones. He didn't even look at these, and naturally walked around them.

In a moment, it was about ten feet away from Ning Feng, and it was in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Ning Feng's pupils contracted, and at the same time he took his eyes back from the dwarf and fell onto the divine palace sign. He was thinking.

"This dwarf obviously didn't come here just now, he seemed to be very familiar with it."

"There are neither trees nor streams here, and the surface mixed with soil and rocks, and there are not even wild fruits. Obviously, it is not a place to make a living."

"He is familiar with this place, and I'm afraid he's been there several times with a purpose."

“Besides…”

Ning Feng's eyes swept left and right, especially some lodged plants, broken soil, and some unnatural marks on the ground. Then he shook his head, "It's not right, it's too clean!"

"Since there is a sign of the temple that has landed, looking at the nearby landforms, it is obvious that the shuttle through the air is falling here."

"Then, if a person can leave, the air shuttle that is destroyed is to be attacked violently, and you can't even leave any dregs, and it's so clean."

“There is something weird.”

Thinking of this, Ning Feng subconsciously looked up and looked at the dwarf who was cheering and running past him.

It is obvious that this dwarf is the source of those weird things.

The next moment, the dwarf crawled into a small bush next to him. When he went in and out of the other end, he didn't dislike the thorny bushes that were so thorny.

When he came out, he was holding a piece of metal the size of a palm in his hand, shining against the sun, and the reflected light fell on his face. The dwarf couldn't help but squint his eyes, looking very enjoyable and liked.

Ning Feng raised his eyebrows. If it were just a guess just now, it would be a foregone conclusion.

"This is a scavenger in the southern border, and maybe even a group of people."

"They should have taken away everything on the shuttle through the air. I'm one step late."

While thinking, he stepped forward and walked towards the dwarf.

"Squeak, woo woo woo woo woo ~ ~ Jili Guru~"

When he saw Ning Feng coming, the dwarf's first reaction was to throw the metal piece on his hand and accurately let it fall into the net bag on the other end of the pole.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Ning Feng with a little nervousness, as if he was afraid that Ning Feng would come to steal his treasure.

“Uh~”

Ning Feng scratched his head, opened his mouth, but failed to make a sound.

When he stood in front of this dwarf, he realized that he had overlooked a problem and that the two sides had no way to communicate at all.

"what to do?"

"I have to ask where their clan is, what they have picked up, and whether there are serious injuries that have been picked up by them."

Ning Feng thought about it and decided to use sign language. At the same time, he made a secret decision: "When you go back to the sect, you must go to the Jingxiang Pavilion to search. I don't believe it anymore. There is no magic or anything that can solve this problem."

"If so, the sect monks travel around the world and even communicate with each other."

Ning Feng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and gestured to the dwarf that he couldn't understand.

After a while of busy work, I was sweating.

Ning Feng would rather fight with Tongtian Rat than suffer this.

After gesturing for a long time, the dwarf blinked. It was obvious that he didn't understand the meaning. He could still see circles of circles emerging, as if he was dizzy about his complicated gestures that were inhumane.

"Forget it."

Ning Feng gave up dejectedly and thought to himself: "I can follow him, follow the clues and you can always find it."

At this moment, the dwarf spoke in a whisper, with a very excited expression. He encountered a rain of drought and was excited as if he had met an old friend in a foreign land. He even reached out to pull Ning Feng's sleeve.

Ning Feng first instinctively wanted to dodge, but then he thought about it and let the dwarf catch it.

The dwarf grabbed his sleeve and turned around and went around.

While leading the way, he also pointed his dirty little finger at his nose, repeating two syllables again and again: "Ula!Ula!Ula!"

"Your name?" Ning Feng asked tentatively, conjecture.

The dwarf's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, which looked not much different from those when communicating with sign language.

Ning Feng had no choice but to take the empty hand and clicked his nose, imitating his tone in a pretty good manner: "Wula, you?"

The dwarf understood this time. The chicken nodded like a rice pecking at him. Ulawu pulled him for a long time, and walked forward like a donkey.

"After all, do you know the name, right?" Ning Feng smiled bitterly, comforted himself for a moment, and simply didn't think too much, and just followed Ula forward.

He himself didn't realize that his condition is very abnormal now.

Since the three of them connected together, Ning Feng has always had an ominous premonition in his heart, afraid that something would happen to Chen Xiwei.

Under the clouds of worry and sorrow, Ning Feng's performance was very different from usual.

If it was normal, even if the words were different, Ning Feng wouldn't mind communicating with Ula in various ways. It would be great for everyone to draw pictures on the ground and make drawing skills.

Now, Ning Feng didn't even have the desire to speak, so he just wanted to hurry up and go to the tribe of the dwarf Ula, or the house, to see what was falling through the air.

"Hope, there are some clues on it."

Ning Feng thought so.

In less than half an hour, a village entered his sight.

"This place... is weird."

Between half a mile away, Ning Feng subconsciously covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve.

An indescribable smell, like the smell emitted by countless things mixed together, kept rushing into his nose.

As the distance shortens, the smell becomes stronger and stronger.
To be continued...