Firewood boils! Flowers, beautiful silk lines in the secluded valley, seem to be distorting the elegant and quiet beauty of the old Xiaobu.

After hesitating a little, a pair of slender white hands slid down. The purple orchid was exposed to Zhang Fan's eyes again.

Every petal, every whisker, and even every dewdrop, all of this is like the purple patterns that were previously spread on the monster's body. The difference is that on the girl's face, these patterns seem to be controlled by some force. Not only does not spread, but instead form such natural beauty.

"No wonder she has to worry about covering up, for fear of being seen."

Zhang Fan knew it in his heart, looked away and stopped looking at it. Seeing this catty and pattern, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Previously, in the medicine garden outside, although the three of them had to be infected by Zi Yun Liulan and the mutated beast humans, they had to be infected by some special aura, which led to this.

But this is just a judgment. With their sensitivity and spiritual sense of foundation-building monks, they still cannot clearly sense the specific situation of that breath.

At this point, it was different. I was distracted by the monster and the girl in front of me. Now I calmed down and realized that I was faintly surrounded by a special aura. It was as cold as the extremely yin aura, which contained restless and violent fire and heat. The combination of yin and yang and the alternation of cold and heat, and the whole person suddenly seemed uncomfortable.

Taking a deep breath, a red light flashed, wrapped around me, and the strange feeling disappeared.

Zhang Fan was secretly shocked. This aura was too domineering. Although it could not be immediate, if it was eroded for a long time, even if it was himself, he might not be able to resist it.

After a brief sense, his eyes narrowed. He suddenly looked at the corner of the secret room, which was blocked by a huge rock, as if it was an ordinary wall.

If it were normal, he might not have noticed anything, but since he had noticed this strange aura, he could naturally not hide his senses from him.

Behind the huge rock, it was the strongest place of the breath, and there was a faint wave coming from it, as if something was hidden.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Fan stepped forward and pressed his hand on the huge rock. He did not move at first, but he stumbled out his spiritual sense to find out the specific situation behind the huge rock.

But the situation quickly changed. As soon as the spiritual consciousness was protruded, he saw a strange color in his eyes, as if he had discovered something strange. Then he no longer delayed and could not see how he acted. The whole palm suddenly "screamed" sounded like he was pressed into tofu, and instantly fell into a huge rock.

Immediately afterwards, the red light was made, and the whole huge rock seemed to be thrown into the magma in an instant, and it melted quickly with the naked eye. With only a pool of redness left, it was spread like flowing water, and then Zhang Fan waved it out with one sleeve. The eyes suddenly became clear and a large room appeared.

At this time, the girl was shocked and stood up slowly while holding the wall. Maybe she had squatted for a long time. Her shoulders were trembling slightly, washing like a frightened deer.

Then she staggered for a moment, and quickly walked to Zhang Fan's side, reached out to the corner of Zhang Fan's clothes, as if she was afraid that he would run away.

From just now to now, the beautiful voice like a nightingale has not appeared. It seems that he was frightened and had a moment of speechlessness. His pitiful expression made people feel soft when they saw it.

Zhang Fan's sleeves trembled for a moment, and then stopped moving, without avoiding and letting her catch them, clearly visible. The two little fingers were slightly white, as if they were catching not just thin sleeves, but life-saving straw.

“Twin,

In the quiet secret room, a sound of relief came out, and it echoed slightly, shaking countless dust off. The girl's tense shoulders softened, and her whole body also relaxed. Her beautiful big eyes turned to the large stone room that appeared after the huge rock broke through, with nostalgia and excitement in her eyes.

"Um?"

Zhang Fan saw her reaction in his eyes, knowing that she must have been here, but his thoughts were in his heart, but his steps had never stopped. He was in front and the girl was behind. The two of them stepped in and entered the stone chamber.

After a moment, Zhang Fan's eyes immediately condensed into the center of the stone chamber. There was a look of surprise and excitement on his face that could no longer be concealed.

I had previously investigated through my spiritual sense after the huge rock. Although I knew it, I was not sure after all. I just realized it at this time and I confirmed it.

Send the array!

At this time, on the ground in the middle of the room, there was a huge teleportation array arranged.

faintly, on the complex lines of the teleportation array, a trace of yin energy was entangled, and the fiery meaning in it even emitted a dark red light in the cold, as if magma was flowing underground.

This teleportation array is the source of all the strange auras, and the hair above is thick and thick. At this time, all the concealment is less removed, and Zhang Fan's cultivation level still feels a faint cold and dryness coming from the surface of his body.

This is the second time he has seen a teleportation array, and it is not the reduced version of the teleportation array in the Binhai Market, but the real ancient teleportation array diagram.

Excited in his heart, Zhang Fan couldn't help but squat down and carefully checked it out with one hand.

This teleportation array looks quite complete. Each line is as clear as the purple orchid on the girl's forehead. When you look briefly, it looks like the mysterious starry sky, making people dazzled and unable to do so.

Zhang Fan's formation cultivation was just like that, and he couldn't see anything too profound. He just knew that this formation was like the one he had seen before, and it was a two-way teleportation formation. As for where it leads to and where it is, it was not something he could know.

His eyes moved away from the center of the array and turned to the eight corners of the teleportation array. When he looked closely, Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh and felt very regretful.

Above the corner, there are eight four grooves obvious, and the size is regular, just like the shape of a spirit stone.

At the edges of the four grooves, there were scattered powders, as if something burst and broke into red powder. Even so, each powder particle still had a polygonal shape, looking like ice, and it looked like a colorful color.

"At least it's the top-grade spirit stone!"

Zhang Fan sighed inwardly that it was because of this. If there were eight complete top-grade spirit stones, he could activate this catty, teleportation formation, and see what world was hidden behind him.

But at this time, I can only give up!

Just when he was very regretful, he suddenly felt the hindrance shaking. When he looked down, it was the girl shaking his sleeves.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" the girl asked naively, her voice still graceful and beautiful, which made people intoxicated.

"Brother?" Zhang Fan laughed and shook his head and said, "Nothing!"

Then my heart moved, and I saw that the girl had calmed a lot at this time, and she couldn't see her again and looked frightened and uneasy, so I asked softly: "What's your name?"

"Wan'er."

The girl mustered up the courage to meet his eyes

"Uncle Wan'er!"

Then she seemed to remember something, and then emphasized it again in a serious tone, as if this name is very important to her.

"Uncle Wan'er?"

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed and he asked, "Your surname is Uncle?"

"Um!"

Wan'er nodded vigorously and walked to a corner of the room with Zhang Fan's clothes. There was a scroll hanging high above the wall. Zhang Fan's attention was attracted by the teleportation array before, but he never noticed it.

"That's my dad. His surname is Uncle, and his name is Uncle Wuji!"

Wan'er looked at the man on the scroll with admiration and said in a very proud tone.

At this time, the sweat on her forehead was slightly dry. The sea was left to spread out again, covering the purple orchid, without the Nimian temperament, like an ordinary cute and silly girl, proudly showing off her father to others.

"Um?"

Zhang Fan had no time to pay attention to her expression. He glanced at the scroll, and his originally careless expression disappeared immediately, replaced by a solemn look.

Above the scroll, a middle-aged and elegant man stood in the air. Behind him, a vast and strange scenery occupied more than 70% of the space in the entire scroll.

The scenery is rich in ink and colorful, and the details are sought to be crafted and the spirit is kept. At a glance, you can tell that it gathers all the energy of the painter. As for the man himself, it seems to be just a foil.

A huge pillar of fire, at first glance, was washed away like a violent volcano in an eruption, constantly ejecting endless light and heat, breaking the whole place.

After a closer look, it was not the case. The pillar of fire was connected to the sky and the earth seemed like a giant pillar that raised the sky. The outline of a city was vaguely visible at the brightest part below. Compared with the pillar of fire with the surrounding scenery, it can be seen that the city was extremely huge, like a terrifying wild beast crouching.

The light and heat emitted by the pillar of fire are similar to the brilliance reflected by the cyclone of the sky, and are both rendered from near to far. Different colors are rendered.

Under the dazzling light nearby, huge city walls surrounded the small towns, farmlands and villages, and further out, the light was weaker, from incandescent to dark red and yellow, and finally swallowed by boundless darkness.

The man was in a large halo grass like dusk, reflecting most of his face. He frowned, his eyes were confused and sad, and his twilight meaning was about to emerge.

When Zhang Fan first saw the scenery, his expression moved. With just a few strokes, his vastness and vastness were revealed, and his solemn and murderous aura was full of consolidation, as if the accumulation of long-standing history was not false.

He secretly remembered it in his heart, and Zhang Fan's attention returned to the man on the picture. Although he didn't write much, there was a lot of information revealed.

The man's clothing is ancient, with wide robe and big sleeves, and a tall crown and wide belt, without any posture, and a floating temperament is self-evident.

Such a dress is rare. Even in the cave of Hongri Daojun, I occasionally saw such a dress.

No matter the landscape or the characters, they all look like they were tens of thousands of years ago, without any trace of the present. But the living Wan'er is right in front of her, so naturally his father cannot live in the distant ancient times.

The content on the scroll is not complicated, but Zhang Fan has watched it for a long time and seems to have a feeling in the dark. He is urging him to remember all this, as if there will be any connection with him in the long-term future.

Normal.

After a while, he turned his gaze away and looked at Wan'er, who had been holding a corner of him, again.

Zhang Fan looked at it, his heart moved, pointed to the ashes outside and asked, "Wan'er, what is your relationship with them?"

"This is Uncle Li, this is,"

When Wan'er heard this, she pointed at them with her fingers and said, "They are all Wan'er's neighbors, they are all very good."

"Six months ago. Suddenly one day they all changed."

When talking about the word "changed", Wan'er's face showed a look of horror, as if she had recalled something terrifying.

"They all became weird, unable to speak or move, and then they started smashing things, fighting and eating a lot of things."

"They also eat people, and many uncles and aunts were eaten."

"Later, I wanted to eat Wan'er, but fortunately Wan'er ran quickly and hid here."

Afterwards, Wan'er's voice became more and more rapid and low, as if every time it was that terrifying time, her little hand holding the corner of Zhang Fan's clothes slid suddenly. She took it off, and it was covered with sweat.

"Okay, needless to say."

Zhang Fan interrupted, one was because he couldn't bear it. The other was because he had nothing to pay attention to, which was similar to what he imagined, but suddenly one day. The strange aura accumulated in the bodies of these villagers reached its limit and burst out in a concentrated manner.

"The question is, how could Wan'er be fine? Still,"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but look at Zi Lan on her forehead again, feeling suspicious, he thought for a while, and asked, "Wan'er, do you have anything special on you?"

"Something special?"

Wan'er tilted her little head and thought for a while. Suddenly, she reached out and pulled something out of the collar, shook it in front of Zhang Fan, and said, "Brother, is it it?"

"It's it!"
To be continued...