Chapter 388 Evil Power
He blocked it with his bare hands, and the muscles in his body seemed to burst open!
He recognized it with just one glance, "The Poor Formation."

"Wow, this Nangong Ting is really amazing... If you eat his flesh, maybe you can really live forever!"

The disciple heard the sound, but did not see the person. Not only that, but even the sound came from all directions, and the source could not be found at all!

But Nangong Ting didn't panic, and just glanced at it calmly, the arrow inserted in the boot automatically unsheathed and flew in a certain direction!

There was only a buzzing sound of "Ding--", and immediately dark red blood dripped down, and plum blossoms bloomed.

"Ah——" The screams immediately swirled in a wide range, and the noise continued, "Blood, he actually caused me to bleed!"

"Two, three, four..." Nangong Ting silently counted as he heard the voice.

Although these four people do not seem to be here in real life, they can still hurt them a little!
So immediately Nangong Ting mustered all his strength, and the power radiated from all directions!

But they seemed to be seriously injured by Nangong Ting just now, so all of Nangong Ting's power disappeared on the barrier...

A man was so casual that he even started to eat food, he chuckled, "You can't escape, so don't waste your time!"

But Nangong Ting still didn't care, the worry about Ling Qingyan had surpassed everything at this moment!
In this way, under the endless contempt of the four guardians, he still stubbornly insisted on his own opinion, trying to break through!
--split line--

"Who are you?" Ling Qingyan was still full of doubts about the old man.

Looking at the old man for the first time, she felt that the old man must be a person full of stories!
The old man smiled, a little coldly, and there seemed to be a crystal light flickering in the muddy eyes, "I have been sealed here for too long, so long that I have forgotten who I am, please forgive me!" Think!"

How pitiful it is to be able to forget who you are...

Ling Qingyan just watched him quietly, holding her chin, thinking about where he came from.

But at last he seemed to remember, "An evil force sealed me here."

Ling Qingyan suddenly remembered what was said in the Wordless Heavenly Book, is this evil power and what is mentioned in the Wordless Heavenly Book the same kind of power?
Just thinking about it, I couldn't help asking more questions.

But the old man didn't want to mention it any more, as if there was something unspeakable!

Ling Qingyan had no choice but to find another calendula and return to the cave.

In the cave, Feng Xianyue was still sleeping peacefully, her brows still frowning tightly.

The old man had already turned into a marigold, and even before he got close to the cave, a sharp cry erupted, "It's him! It's him!"

He looked extremely frightened, the leaves were also wrinkled, and his body shrank into a ball.

While Ling Qingyan was puzzled, there was a trace of clarity in her heart...

She always subconsciously had a premonition that Feng Xianyue was no longer the original Feng Xianyue...

But she didn't make any changes on her face, she just signaled the old man not to talk any more, and took the calendula that the old man turned into into the cave...

The cave was so quiet that the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

Ling Qingyan quickly made the herbs into pills, and was about to feed them into Feng Xianyue's mouth...

(End of this chapter)

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