"You're still here..."

Ning Feng burst into flames.

Who else can hear the sound of falling into the water from him except Bai Xiaoxiao?

Sure enough, he turned his head and saw that this time it was even more amazing. Apart from Bai Xiaoxiao, even the bull demon was gone.

Not far from Ning Feng's feet, there was a gap at the bridge two or three meters away, just two or three meters away, just a little bigger than one person, just for the bull demon and Bai Xiaoxiao to pass through.

Looking through the gap of the bridge, you can see a turbid river surging endlessly, with waves surging and falling in the middle. A bull demon and a white Xiaoxiao, both hands raised high and drifting with the flow.

Ning Feng saw from afar that Bai Xiaoxiao was calling for help, but I don’t know if it was the surging current that covered the sound, or Ning Feng was too lazy to listen now. In short, he only saw Bai Xiaoxiao’s mouth open, but he didn’t hear any sound.

Just one or two breaths passed, Bai Xiaoxiao and the bull demon were swept downstream and could not see it.

"Forget..."

Ning Feng was too lazy to think about whether something might happen to Bai Xiaoxiao. After all the previous things, he was very sure. Perhaps in a blink of an eye, somewhere downstream, Bai Xiaoxiao would suddenly appear next to him, and shouted "Brother" pitifully.

Standing on the bridge with a surging current below, Ning Feng stopped and frowned, changing his previous state of hurrying on the road, as if he felt something faintly, and pondered over the turbid river.

"Things may not be what I thought."

"Maybe, my direction was wrong at the beginning."

Ning Feng held his cheek with his hand, leaned against the bridge, and looked up at the sky.

Time passed by little by little with the turbid river below, and after a moment, the sky darkened again.

This time? Ning Feng's reaction was completely different from before.

He didn't concentrate on listening to what Qiye of the Demon Sect was saying, nor did he go to see again. Who was the person who was hanging up? Are he acquaintance?

Ning Feng walked down the bridge step by step and walked forward step by step. From the upstream of the river to the downstream.

He didn't look up, but the river surface reflected the scene in the sky. On dozens of silver silk threads hanging high above the night sky, people tied into rice dumplings.

"Are you all caught in one go?"

Ning Feng was in a mood like an ancient well, and he didn't even know if there was Chen Xiwei in it.

"What if there is, so what if there is no?"

"If she is fine, I will rush to fight side by side; if she is fine, I will rush to rescue her."

"It's urgent. Find him!"

"Young Master Ye, Demon Sect. Qiye!"

Ning Feng himself did not realize that his breath was constantly condensed. The Yin-Yang Town, which was originally incompatible with him, seemed to be constantly accepting him.

What causes all this seems to be a certain medium that plays a special role in a way that Ning Feng cannot notice.

The scene in the sky disappeared at some point, Ning Feng kept walking, and his mind was also constantly thinking, as if he was moving forward in a fog without seeing his fingers, just waiting for a flash of lightning to penetrate everything.

A moment later, suddenly, a voice came: "Brother~Brother~, wait for me."

Ning Feng paused, his expression changed differently from before, as if he was no longer surprised, and he looked back lightly as if he was angry and did not fight.

Not far away, nearest to the turbid river, a wet figure appeared out of thin air, and even the bull demon disappeared.

If it’s not Bai Xiaoxiao, who is it?

"Is it the spiritual flag again?"

"What a magical power."

Ning Feng sighed, and Bai Xiaoxiao tried her best to use this magical power in the surging turbid river through the power of the bull demon. After countless times, he finally succeeded once, throwing the mother flag ashore and returning through the sub-flag.

Ning Feng didn't find it strange that Bai Xiaoxiao would have this behavior at all.

Along the way, he would disappear strangely in various ways and come back in various unusual ways. He would directly rush out the turbid river, and Ning Feng would be surprised.

"Brother, you don't know how dangerous this time it is. There are ghost fish in the river, just a little bit, so I let it swallow it."

Bai Xiaoxiao stroked her chest, looking lingering in fear.

He was wet all over, and he dripped all the way along. For the first time, the rest of the water on Bai Xiaoxiao would exceed saliva.

Before, Ning Feng might have looked very disgusted, kicked him out to show his way to stay away from me, but this time, since he walked down from that bridge, his emotions seemed to have been immersed in the ancient well without waves, just nodding slightly, without any expression.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Bai Xiaoxiao looked at Ning Feng in surprise. He even made a dodge gesture. Ning Feng's foot didn't kick him, which made him extremely strange.

Ning Feng looked at him, which made him feel even more creepy, as if something bad was attached to his body.

Suddenly, Ning Feng, who had been silent all the time, came down from the bridge, had never spoken again:

"noob."

"Um?"

"Is Yin-Yang Town very big?"

“Ah~”

Bai Xiaoxiao's forehead was covered with water, but only question marks were left. I wonder where Ning Feng's words came from and what did he mean?

"Brother, what did you say?"

Bai Xiaoxiao scratched her head and asked.

Ning Feng shook his head, said nothing, turned his head without warning, and walked towards the opposite direction, towards the road he came.

Step by step, you can walk like a flying step, far firmer than before, and far faster than before.

Ning Feng had already passed by more than ten feet of the little skill that Bai Xiaoxiao was stunned.

"Brother~"

"Wait for me, brother~~"

Bai Xiaoxiao shouted and followed quickly.

The two of them strided forward and backward along the way they came, towards the opposite direction of Yin and Yang Town.

At the beginning, although Ning Feng was silent, at least Bai Xiaoxiao was still shouting. Later, because he could not get any response, Bai Xiaoxiao also fell silent. He scratched his head depressedly and thought something was wrong.

A dull journey.

In addition to turning his head and changing directions, Ning Feng seemed to be immersed in the previous state of nearly numbness without waves, and just kept his head forward without dodging or avoiding.

After passing the direction of Zhong Kui Temple and moving forward, the remaining power left by Zhong Kui Dazun’s previous power was naturally not enough to intimidate the ghosts and monsters in Yin and Yang. Countless lonely ghosts appeared constantly in ways that challenged human imagination in various strange ways, blocking the way.

Bai Xiaoxiao began to yell again. The bull demon was summoned again.

Ning Feng seemed to be unaware of it. No matter what was blocking the road, he simply bumped his head over.

“Ah~”

When Ning Feng crashed into the ghost inside the first ghost monster, Bai Xiaoxiao exclaimed, and then the exclamation stopped abruptly.

In front of him, a strange scene appeared.

At the moment of contact with the ghost, a strange thing burst out from Ning Feng. This light was both a starlight and a corona, which seemed to perfectly merge the power of the stars and the power of the sun.

When this strange light pops up, it naturally seems as if it should have been like this. There is no trace of axe and no force.

No matter what kind of ghost it was, the moment it came into contact with the strange light, all howled silently and the smoke disappeared.

In Yin-Yang Town, Ning Feng is rushing around in the most heroic and wildest way, moving towards the past quickly in a certain direction.

Behind him, all the ghosts and monsters scattered, and Bai Xiaoxiao's amazing eyes were left.

After walking fast, in just half an hour, the scenery on both sides changed in various ways, as if crossing a large area, at least the Yin-Yang Town area controlled by the headless ghost king.

Suddenly, a golden light in front came into Ning Feng's eyes.

This golden light is soft and pure, with an indescribable feeling of running through and coordination, as if it penetrates the ground of Yin and Yang Town, and this kind of light should have existed in Yin and Yang Town.

Bathed in this golden light, whether it is Ning Feng, Bai Xiaoxiao, or all kinds of ghosts, there is nothing discomfort, just like people from any world, bathing in the starlight.

“Where is that place?”

Ning Feng spoke for the first time after turning his head.

Bai Xiaoxiao hurried over, thought hard, then slapped her head and said, "Brother, that should be Jinjing, the legendary Jinjing only exists in Yin and Yang Town."

"Kini?"

Ning Feng felt thoughtful, he had heard of this statement.

In fact, most of the yin houses of emperors and generals in the mortal world have the saying of Jinjing, and the root of it is related to Yin and Yang Town.

According to legend, there are many such wells in Yin and Yang Town. They are full of golden light. When you step into it, you will have the opportunity to enter the world from Yin and Yang Town.

Mortals make the tomb into that look, which is a good wish to return from yin and yang and live another life. When they hear that there is such a magical object, no matter how far-fetched it is, they want to build one in the yin house.

For some reason, when Ning Feng saw the golden light and heard the word Jinjing, his heart skipped a beat, as if something was holding his heart in the dark.

Just as he changed his mind, he made up his mind, reached into his arms, and closed his eyes at the same time.

“It’s there!”
To be continued...