Chapter 511

Suddenly, another color appeared from the sky. Although it can not be compared with the overwhelming green, it can also be regarded as a very bright color.

The color flashed, and a piece of pitting appeared in front of yuwentian. Looking at the end of pitting, Yan Moxue threw it with his eyes closed.

Yuwentian suddenly smiled, "I forgot that there is really an immortal around me."

"Don't dally any more. Quickly close your eyes and hold the competition. I'll bring you here. Come on, there's no time."

Yan Moxue didn't feel the power of yuwentian for a long time. She roared at the window. There was no time. The power was too powerful. Even she had never seen such a power.

Yu Wentian took the training, without saying anything, he closed his eyes, propped up his body with Reiki, and still walked in the direction of the training according to the track of the training. He believed Yan Moxue.

A faint fragrance came from peelian, which was not contaminated with the earthly atmosphere. Yuwen asked, and immediately his mind, which had been affected by a little light, had been buried.

This is Yan Moxue's breath, but it is more powerful than the breath emitted by Yan Moxue. After coming to the demon world, in order to prevent others from recognizing his identity.

Yuwentian was enjoying this rare breath, but he suddenly felt that the people under his arms had a gentle whisper. It seemed that the light also played a role in he Yanran's body and wanted to wake her up.

After roughly estimating the position of the window, yuwentian suddenly threw he Yanran over and heard a sound of broken bones and an old roar.

"Who threw things? I'm an old bone. Do you want me to throw all my old bones here?"

Yu Wentian is also very accurate. He Yanran flew past Yan Moxue, but didn't touch Yan Moxue, but hit old Wu.

Although old Wu was in pain, he still didn't open his eyes. He was really worried. He was too afraid of death. His life was not very long, so he cherished his life more.

Yu Wentian returned to the dead wood and felt that the creepy feeling had disappeared, without the feeling of burr on his back.

Yan Moxue and Yu Wentian opened their eyes. The clouds outside didn't chase and beat hard. After they entered the room, they left again. He Feifei looked at the same distance as them, but it seemed to be thousands of miles away.

The green light disappeared, and he Feifei also disappeared with it. The cloud in the sky disappeared in the eyes of two people.

"The ability to shrink thousands of miles, this cloud is not a simple existence, but why didn't he come to kill us?"

Yan Moxue looked at the horizon and his eyes were strange. This kind of contraction is a kind of skill that is difficult to practice. Few people can practice it until they reach great success.

Later, the practitioners who studied the array developed the transmission array, and those who refined the magic tools also refined the magic tools that can be transmitted. This kind of skill has not been practiced.

Take heaven as an example. The last person to practice this kind of skill was hundreds of years ago. If she didn't see this skill, I'm afraid even she would forget the existence of this skill.

"Ouch, what are you doing lying on my body, little girl? I don't want to lose my life at night. Besides, I can't stand your blow."

He Yanran, who was lying on old Wu, also felt the pain. She had already woke up, but she saw the empty space where he Feifei had disappeared outside at the first sight, and tears had been left silently.

At this time, he Yanran seemed to be fixed. Any voice around him could not move he Yanran. It seemed as if he hadn't heard old Wu's words.

Old Wu raised his head and looked at he Yanran's direction. He didn't dare to speak for a while. Now he has followed yuwentian, but he is still the lowest person here. Anyone can do whatever he wants, but he doesn't dare to say anything more.

Now he dare not offend these ancestors. People outside think he is dead. If he goes out now, the mayor will not kill him, so he can only follow yuwentian.

Yan Moxue helped he Yanran up. He Yanran didn't resist at all. She was really like a string puppet. Yan Moxue asked her to go that way, so she went that way.

After looking at Yu Wentian, Yu Wentian shrugged and said that he had no way. He had never encountered such a thing. Even if he did, he never cared. Although he occasionally did something that looked kind in the eyes of others, it doesn't mean that he is a good man.

"Yan Ran, don't do this first. Old Wu seems to know the origin of that thing. Maybe we still have a chance to bring he Feifei back. Ask him clearly first."

Yan Moxue just said a word casually. Unexpectedly, she just talked about the point. He Yanran suddenly came to the spirit and looked up at the old Wu who had just stood up next to her.

Old Wu didn't hear Yan Moxue clearly. After standing up, he felt a very hot look on him. He felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Sure enough, just raised his head, a huge shadow rushed in his direction and shook his shoulder.

"Old Wu, do you know what it is? Do you know how we should save Feifei? Please tell me, tell me, OK?"

Old Wu forced he Yanran's hands open. He not only suffered serious damage to his body, but also his brain was about to make he Yanran faint.

"You are so impetuous. Even if you want to know, you have to speak slowly. How can I think of its origin if you do so?"

He Yanran, who originally wanted to rush up and hold old Wu again, suddenly stopped his outstretched hand and saw that she was going to kneel down according to old Wu.

"Old Wu, please, just tell me how I can save my brother."

When he Yanran was about to kneel down, she was stopped by Yan Moxue. As a God, she should not kneel to anyone other than the gods, not to mention the wild place abandoned by the gods.

"Mr. Wu, don't sell off. Tell me what you know."

Yu Wentian looked at Yan Moxue, who was angry, and loudly reminded Wu Lao.