A leaf fell from the treetop and floated on the ground.

There is no one, no difference.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Dugu ye saw the sharp weapon that had been nailed to the stone wall in the distance through the treetop, walked slowly under the tall tree, and reached out to take it down from the stone wall.

It's clean, no blood, no scratches, nothing.

Reaching for the clean weapon, Dugu ye turned around and glanced at the lush tree. It seemed that he was sensitive and listened.

After a deep look at the burning Buddha, Dugu Ye stood for a moment, turned around, didn't open any mechanism on it, and left.

It doesn't feel right. Although there is no one around, he just has the feeling that someone is watching him.

The golden figure slowly disappeared into the night, far away.

On the top of the tree, the body was tightened, and the moon and Xuanyuan saw this with bated breath, and Fang Chang was relieved.

He reached out and touched his cheek. There was a cold air on it, a cold air of sharp tools.

It's so fast. If it's not her quick reaction, she immediately turned her head slightly. I'm afraid that the sharp weapon didn't rub her cheek, but hit her head.

Glancing down at the fallen leaves under the tree, Ryukyu looked up at xuanyuanche.

It's dangerous.

Repressed the momentary uneasiness in his heart, ryukue and xuanyuanche watched Dugu ye go far away, never to come back, and suddenly jumped from the top of the tall tree.

"Go and have a look." Facing xuanyuanche, he had a mouth shape, and Ryukyu walked towards the Buddha in the hall. What was Dugu Ye looking for?

As high as four Zhangs, when I stepped on the platform, my bare feet were almost the size of an adult. There was no bright color on my body. It was gray and broken.

Touch the big Buddha's toes that Dugu Ye just touched. According to the way that Dugu Ye just touched, Ryu Yue presses his hands down as hard as he can.

One press, no movement.

Two pressure, still no movement.