So he took the monk to the forest, and the closer he got to the forest, the more he had a feeling that he should be like this.

   It's just that when he sees the formation blocking them, he can't do anything about it.

   Even if the monster is close at hand, he still has a celestial eye that is a level higher than that of an ordinary cultivator, and he cannot see through the profound formation in front of him.

   At that time, those cultivators believed that something must be wrong here, so they didn't plan to leave, and wanted to call some cultivators who were skilled in formation to help.

   It was just that they hadn't acted yet, and the formation began to move. Qianyan walked out with the wild boar demon, and behind her were the rescued youths.

   At that time, Fang Lian had a feeling of emptiness.

  It was like this last time, and this time it’s the same feeling, Fang Lian couldn’t ignore it if he wanted to.

   As a monk, the more he cultivates, the more he understands the importance of the monk's intuition.

   Therefore, if you feel like this twice, it is very likely that you have missed something important.

   It's just that he doesn't understand what chance he missed. Last time at the auction, he didn't have many spiritual stones in his wallet. What could he meet? Of the few things that Huo Qianyan photographed, except for two of them, nothing was destroyed, and the other two were very ordinary to look at.

   This time, he basically didn't do much to catch the wild boar demon, and he couldn't think of any chance he could get here.

   It was Qianyan. When these cultivators heard the specific process, they asked Fang Lian, "I didn't expect that you would gain something as soon as you separated. Your understanding of magic is indeed somewhat gifted."

Whether    is talent, or the plot set by the author is for his own son, it is hard to say.

   She only knew that the arrangement of the plot power was broken again, she could feel it, and the plot power's control over her had weakened a little bit. In this way, the treasure Fang Lian in Zhu Jiaojiao's hands should not be available.

  Fang Lian subconsciously said: "Actually, I don't have a specific direction, I just take one step at a time, and I'm going to take a gamble. At that time, Miss Huo seemed to be very sure, so I could only call someone else."

  Fang Lian's explanation is actually a bit untenable, and he doesn't know how to make it more credible.

   When calculating the bearing, why didn't he send a message to notify Qianyan over there? He thought of this at the time, but in the end he didn't send her a message, but instead notified the other monks of his discovery in the group.

   Obviously he was looking forward to meeting her, but seeing Shen Huai beside her before, he felt very unpleasant.

   Such a good opportunity, why did he have no excuse to inform her so that he could spend more time with her?

   Fang Lian was a little annoyed and a little uncomfortable.

   He is a smart person, and now he has stepped into cultivation again, and with this terrible intuition, he vaguely understands why he didn't choose to inform her about it as soon as possible.

   Because he had a feeling that if he called her, he might not get the chance.

   It was just his choice this time, and the result was still the same. I still haven't gotten any chance, and it seems that my relationship with her is even more estranged.

  Qianyan didn't know the complexity of Fang Lian's heart. She just said casually, but Fang Lian's sudden uneasy expression surprised her.

   He should have noticed something.

   is worthy of being the author's own son, and the power of the plot is really towards him.

  Unfortunately, as long as it is those treasures that have passed the original master's hand, she can't let Fang Lian get them.

   When she breaks the power control of the plot, what path Fang Lian will take, then it has nothing to do with her.

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