Reborn Genius Doctor Yin

Chapter 411 The Magical Formation (2)
What he couldn't figure out was whether Feng Liuxing's formation was so lethal that it made the Yangyuemu clan helpless, or the other party had other plans and was just waiting for an opportunity?
Move your gaze upwards, and look at the mountain behind the three-color tent, a huge monster, just in front of your eyes, then, Sheran is the stele of knowing fate in the Jingxin Pool in Liuli City!
It is connected to the sky at the top, hidden in confusion at the bottom, like a ladder connecting the sky and the earth, and the middle part is surrounded by mist and light clouds, making some parts of the huge monument looming.

Looking from a distance, the mountains around Liuli City are hazy at this moment, like a vast sea of ​​clouds resting there, while the stele seems to protrude from the sea of ​​clouds.

Shui Xiao's pupils shrank, as if the heart's blood supply was insufficient, and he felt dizzy for a moment. When the dizzy feeling passed, he was about to curse, but suddenly he didn't know who to curse, and he was stunned for half a second. , only spat hard: "You bastard!"

At this moment, she finally completely confirmed the truth of what she once suspected. At the foot of the mountain, you can really see the stele of knowing fate. It has nothing to do with people's cultivation or blood. See.

In this situation, his grandfather is really cheating his ancestors, it will kill people!
Touch the forehead, Yu died.

When Shifengwei found it, what he saw was like this: the person in front of him raised his head, his black hair fell down like a waterfall, and his hair danced with his clothes. Yingying moved lightly, and put his other hand on the top of his forehead.

That posture, that back shape, there is an indescribable fragility, which makes people intoxicated at a glance.

The ten people stared straight ahead, forgetting the purpose of coming here. What they thought in their hearts was to make this scene eternal.

Just when they were in a daze, Shui Xiao, who was dying, put down his hands and turned around.

Waiting for people back and forth, the body shook, swishing, and they all straightened their waists, like soldiers waiting for their superiors to inspect, shaking their spirits.

Turning around, Shui Xiao inspected the ten people indifferently, "One comes, two goes, three follows, four virtues, five principles, six constants, seven halos, eight elements, and the sky lasts forever. If someone asks someone to fake it, raise your hand."

Hearing Yi Liu'er's name, the muscles on Shi Fengwei's face twitched several times, and his expression was so depressed that he was about to jump off the building.

Don't bring such a naughty person, right?

In this way, their name is definitely going to be confirmed. This is really the greatest "honor" of the Phoenix Guards throughout the ages!

Shi Wei, who wanted to cry but had no tears, had a bitter face, and no one said anything.

"It's all real people, that's easy to say, you should remember, what did your young master say yesterday? Who will explain now, what kind of madness is your young master? Huh?"

The last onomatopoeia was dragged on for a long time, and after such a drag, the heart skipped a beat with downcast eyes. This is the real point.

Raising his eyes, he saw the face of that holy man like the moon sinking into water, his pupils were still cold, everyone's heart became tense, and their thinking became dull, and no one responded in a daze.

After waiting for a full two breaths, the three servants saw that the people in the front and back of the row were silent, and insisted on reporting: "Hui, Huihuang, what about that, that..."

After a long time, the result is that there is no text.

Looking at the guy whose eyeballs were rolling around, Shui Xiao turned his eyes slightly: "Continue!"

"That, that." San Cong was taken aback, and repeated it again, and then was startled by the two cold lights, and closed his eyes in a desperate manner: "Emperor, our young master, we can't afford any woman to think about it." want happiness."

Then?

Because he couldn't afford happiness, so he just walked away?
Raising his eyebrows, the first thought that popped into Shui Xiao's mind was... beat him up!
Heart is worse than action.

That kind of thought flooded into my mind, and I was not confused, so I rushed out: "Feng Liuxing, get out of here, old lady!"

what?
The phoenix guards were dumbfounded.

This, according to common sense, shouldn't the emperor continue to ask?Why did you go to find the young master?

Looking at a little white light heading towards the tent, the ten people's minds were swollen. They couldn't understand how the facts were completely opposite to the reality, and they didn't even think about why the direction that person was going was the place where the young master was, until the pear white light floated out. Good luck, I just reacted, and desperately chased after him.

And because of Shui Xiao's angry words, the people around him went into a state of petrification, and they didn't even notice the white light passing over the top of their heads.

In the other place, people in a large tent all turned their heads and raised their heads when they heard the sound, and looked out of the tent in unison.

That action was just a conditioned reflex.

But the next moment, a jumping white light appeared in a flash, and a figure clearly appeared in people's sight.

Everyone froze, astonishment froze on their faces.

The white light, faster than lightning, flashed to the front of the tent, and at that moment, I saw a person brushing his ear with a hand, and casually threw a little shiny thing into the air.

At that moment, a flame burned in the eyes of everyone.

The people in the tent stared dumbfoundedly at the swaying fiery red, getting closer and closer, until they reached their eyes.

He stopped the water whistle on his feet, and looked ahead quietly.

The tent is larger than all the ones passing by on the road, and the interior is also wider, like a huge meeting hall, which can accommodate more than a thousand people, but there are only six people in the huge tent.

Feng Liuxing, dressed in red, sat facing the tent door, lined up, and sitting cross-legged were the five Shiquan elders.

Her gaze was fixed on Feng Liuxing.

But what was reflected in her pupils was a dull and dull face. The man who was once as beautiful as a god, his handsome face paled, as if he had not recovered from a serious illness, showing a sickly paleness.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes were dripping with blood, and there were faint dark circles around his eyes, as if he had painted a black and white makeup, and his lips, which were as thin as peach petals, were scorched due to severe water shortage.

Thousands of feelings struck the whole body like an electric current, my heart throbbed, and the water roared silently.

Is this still Feng Xiuluo?

God abandons Phoenix Shura, who kills people without blinking an eye. It is rumored that the number of people who died in his hands is no less than one hundred thousand, but who will tell her, why did she become so haggard overnight?Is it because he found out that he had placed a Gu on the wrong person and couldn't think about it?

Also, and, what is in his eyes, pain?sad?
Shui Xiao's mind suddenly became chaotic.

The five elders looked at the girl in men's clothing and long fiery red hair stupidly. She looked really young. If they hadn't known their age in advance, they would have guessed that the person in front of them was at most thirteen or fourteen years old. The blooming petals are still delicate.

The ten phoenix guards who followed closely, and the five servants who rushed to each other in fear of accidents, two groups of people settled outside the tent one after another. Neither they nor the people around the original tent paid attention to the ground. The shiny, small things lie there, but no one cares about them.

(End of this chapter)