Super Golden Eye

Fang Yang's final solution is to use the power of Feng Shui after the golden eye and the golden compass are combined. Not only can the trend of Feng Shui between heaven and earth be clear at a glance, but also his combat power can be greatly improved.

After only a few uses, Fang Yang faintly felt that he could not use the power of Feng Shui indefinitely. It seems that after every use, his lifeline will be reduced by that little bit.

Although not much, it is actually happening. Sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world. If you want to gain strength, you must pay the corresponding price!

But now, in order to save people, Fang Yang couldn't care about so much. He fully operated the golden compass in his body, and the power of Feng Shui between heaven and earth gathered here frantically.

The originally still golden compass immediately emitted a dazzling golden light, and the golden eye floating on it seemed to have also been induced, slowly opening a slit, a golden light shining toward Guo Xiang's head.

This time, Fang Yang clearly saw that there was a small wound at the root of Guo Xiang’s left ear, near the hairline, a nail the size of a chrysanthemum, thin as ice flakes, embedded in it. !

"That is the spell to cast the spirit drop?!" Although it felt a little unbelievable, Fang Yang was not idle.

Fearing that this thing would have other side effects, Fang Yang took out a cup, and when he inhaled, he sucked out the nail-sized borneol chrysanthemum and dropped it into the cup.

Strangely enough, this small piece of borneol chrysanthemum stayed in Guo Xiang's body for so long without melting.

But as soon as he left Guo Xiang's body, he fell into the cup. In a few seconds, it turned into a pool of clear water!

"Puff~~" In a secret room thousands of miles away, a man in black spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the sky.

In front of him, there was a small altar with paper figures, hair and other messy things.

After the borneol was removed, Guo Xiang finally calmed down, sweating profusely and his chest violently ups and downs. Because of the previous actions, a sickly flush appeared on his face.

Fang Yang also squeezed a sweat and watched Guo Xiang's physical condition nervously. After confirming that she had nothing to do with her, she took a breath and re-covered the quilt for her, holding the water glass, and found An Hongtao.

Fang Yang handed the cup in his hand to An Hongtao, and wiped off his sweat: "Master, Guo Xiang really had an attack just now. I found that the black qi appeared from the head.

Then I found a nail-sized chrysanthemum-shaped borneol. But as soon as the ice piece left Guo Xiang's body, it turned into this puddle of clear water, and there was nothing to see at all. "

An Hongtao's expression became solemn: "Do you remember how many petals that chrysanthemum has?"

Fang Yang was taken aback, thought about it carefully, and said with certainty: "Nine petals! It should not be wrong, it is a nine petal chrysanthemum!"

"It's a member of the Jiuju faction!" An Hongtao looked worried: "But when can the Jiuju faction use the descending technique? What is their purpose?"

Fang Yang was a little confused: "Master, what the **** is this Jiuju faction? Is it the descendant of the magician?"

An Hongtao said: "There are many different schools of the Jiuju school in Pu'an, and there are always two branches. One school is the horoscope and the other is spells.

Because the practice is more effective, local people attach great importance to the Jiuju School. And the most amazing thing about them is that the power of mind shifts things.

Every disciple of the Jiuju faction has a strong mind, which can make people hallucinate and control the movement of objects out of thin air.

It's just that they generally only operate in Pu'an, and they are now in a state of retreat. Unexpectedly, he had already hooked up with the lower head teacher! "

Although it was a bit unexpected, it was reasonable. Lingjiang also requires the descendant magicians to have extremely strong thought power, and the most powerful of the Jiuju School is the thought power, which is simply tailor-made for them!

Even An Hongtao had a solemn face, but Fang Yang still didn't care: "Whatever his Jiu Ju's origins, since he provokes me, he will definitely not make him feel better!

Pu'anguo, right? Haha, interesting. It seems that when I have time, I have to go there and walk around, let them know who is the ancestor! "

Although An Hongtao was worried about Fang Yang’s safety, seeing him with such pride, he was always conceited and even comforted: “It’s a good thing to have confidence, but if you don’t seize the time to improve your own strength, I’m afraid it’s going to be a gift for others. .

Don't look at Xiao Puanguo, but their traditions are very intact. The strength of the great ninja and onmyoji family is no weaker than the three lines and one family, and the four great families! "

Of course Fang Yang wouldn't make jokes about his life. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master, I'm not stupid. Before I lose strength, I will never go to death.

Even if one day I can stand alone, I won't go over to look for abuse with a big fanfare. The disciple still knows a little about the truth of making a fortune in a muffled voice. "

Regarding this point, An Hongtao felt very relieved: "Well, it’s okay if you understand. Although the descending technique is cancelled now, just in case, you still pay attention to it. If there is no change by tomorrow, then basically it is It is a successful solution to the surrender."

"Okay, then I won't bother Master to rest." Fang Yang finished speaking, and then he walked out of An Hongtao's room.

As soon as he opened his bedroom door, he saw Guo Xiang's gaze dull, looking around with a confused face. The only thin quilt on his body has fallen off without knowing it.

Fang Yang quickly stepped forward and re-covered her: "Are you awake? Do you feel any discomfort?"

Guo Xiang's eyes were fixed on Fang Yang's face, and finally he had a focus. After about a few seconds, Guo Xiang hugged Fang Yang and said with a trembling, "Fang Yang, run! Someone wants to kill you! Run!"

Fang Yang was moved in his heart. He could see that Guo Xiang's consciousness had not fully recovered. Being controlled by the descent, his memory must have been greatly damaged.

But in this case, you can still recognize yourself and remind him to run away quickly. What kind of feeling is this?

In the softest part of Fang Yang's heart, a string was inadvertently moved gently. He hugged the trembling Guo Xiang tightly in his arms, patted her waistcoat, and said softly:

"Don't be afraid, everything is over, and the bad guys have been beaten away by me. With me, no one can bully you. I will always protect you from harm."

"Fang Yang, don't leave me..." It seemed that Fang Yang's words had an effect, or his embrace and comfort made Guo Xiang feel safe. .Guo Xiang's eyes were still with tears, nestled in Fang Yang's arms, and fell asleep.

Fang Yang knew that the girl in his arms had given him a lot, and even almost lost her life. Just hugging her, C hugged and slept. There is no **** impulse, only the peace and sublimation of the soul.

When the morning sun shines through the thick curtains in the room, Fang Yang has already woken up. Just don't want to wake up the beautiful dream of the beautiful woman in her arms, so she hugged Guo Xiang, thinking about how she would go in the future.

The most important thing is naturally to improve the strength, but this is not his final say. Apart from hard work and opportunity, there are no other shortcuts.