The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Feng Jing saw that Yunying didn't want to attack immediately, so she frowned slightly: "Don't tell me, after dragging me to this point, you want to retreat?"

Yun Ying looked at Feng Jing silently, her eyes conveyed a meaning, yes, she just didn't want to continue.

Feng Jing was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "Show something, Yunying! You were so ruthless with the mirage before!"

The ruthless force erupted out of necessity, and now it is not necessary, so why use ruthless force.

Feng Jing almost fell on her back in anger, but she also knew that Yun Ying was always reticent, so she didn't take her anger out, calmed down and persuaded her patiently: "It's impossible to get away from this step. If you are The imprisoned Yaojun is really a dream, so the impact of us taking these two children away will be very serious. The Lin family will not give up easily. After chasing here and there, we will not be found. There will always be smart people who can react and we will Hide inside them!"

His serious analysis looks like a smart person.

Yunying felt that what he said was also reasonable, the Lin family would not just simply follow them, they must have set up traps on various official roads, and it would not be so easy for the two of them to escape from them.

Since you are going to stay here for a long time, you might as well inquire about the situation first, and find out where the dream shadow is hidden. If you can save it, you can save it. Comeback.

First of all, we must find out exactly what kind of formation Mengying was trapped by.

It is no better than the outside kitchen, or these two babies who are not valued very much. Mengying is trapped in the deepest part of the Lin family mansion, in the courtyard where the Supreme Elder practiced. The formation that trapped him must be extremely powerful. Inquire clearly and be prepared, I am afraid that I will die before I leave the teacher and trap myself first.

"Cui Zun." Yun Ying quietly called him in the dantian, "How did you teach me the second style of attaching flowers and grass?"

In the house of the elder of the Lin family, a few tallow candles flame high and low, flickering and illuminating all the scenes in the house, whether it is the blue-gray curtains or the small emerald plum blossom on the flower stand, they are all flickering and flickering. Gently fluttering in the air, like a quiet dream.

"Haven't you found it yet!" A scolding shattered the illusion of a beautiful dream, followed by a crisp cracking sound, someone smashed the teacup on the ground, the white porcelain shattered, and several pieces of broken porcelain jumped up from the ground , cut the cheek of the kneeling man.

On the first seat, an old man with white beard and hair pointed at the man angrily: "Such a simple thing can be ruined, how did you become the patriarch? In two months, your benefactor will come to inspect. Knowing this, don't say you can't be the patriarch, even my old man's life will be implicated by you!"

The man was trembling, his head was almost buried in the ground, his beard and chin were blackened by the tea that spread along the cracks in the floor tiles.

"Forgive the ancestors, and I don't know how those people did it. Although the blood is still shining, the bloodline formation has never been able to detect the whereabouts of the two children. The people I sent out to search did not find half of them. Ying'er, it seems that these few people have disappeared from the family...Although it is the grandson's ineffectiveness, but such a strange situation, even if the benefactor comes, he may not be able to make sense of it!"