Super Golden Eye

Fang Yang himself continued to use the platform as the center, constantly spreading and searching around, hoping to find some new clues.

After half an hour, everyone returned to the place where the car was parked. Fang Yang asked: "Did you find anything?"

Wang Qiang said: "The road has been completely sealed, and ordinary people can't get along. There are no traces of walking around, and there should be no going down the mountain. What about you? What have you found?"

Fang Yang shook his head, his expression serious: "There are no clues around, these people seem to have evaporated out of thin air! I'm afraid it will be more ill-fortune."

Dai Cheng swallowed and said weakly, "Actually, it doesn't necessarily mean you will die..."

Fang Yang immediately asked: "Why?"

Dai Cheng whispered: "There were once tourists who disappeared inexplicably. A few days later, they were found on a hillside not far from the village. Although the situation was not good, they did not die."

"Hope what you said will happen."

Now Fang Yang can't figure it out, and doesn't want to let the panic atmosphere spread. Seeing that it was not early, the three set off and returned to the camp.

When I returned to the camp, I found that only two or three people were sitting around the fire. The others were supposed to be resting in tents. Dai Xianglong was still sitting in the far corner, holding a paintbrush in his hand.

Fang Yang motioned to Wang Qiang to keep quiet, and walked quietly behind Dai Xianglong. It was discovered that he painted the same painting, but the battle scene was even more tragic and bloody.

Obviously it is only a painting, Fang Yang seems to be able to feel the soaring resentment and murderous intent in the painting!

Dai Xianglong, who had originally carried Fang Yang, also turned around abruptly, saw Fang Yang behind him, and yelled: "When did you come here? Don't you know it's impolite?!"

Fang Yang explained: "I just came back from outside and saw you sitting here, so I wanted to come over and say hello to you."

"You will pay for it!" Dai Xianglong inexplicably dropped a word and got into the tent.

Wang Qiang said dissatisfiedly behind him: "What kind of cow?! Don't forget that you are just the guide we are looking for! Do you really think you are an uncle? Funny."

Fang Yang looked at the tent that had been put down, and whispered to Wang Qiang: "Dai Xianglong does have a problem, or that there is a problem with the painting he painted!"

Wang Qiang didn't understand: "What do you mean? What's wrong with painting? Is it perfect? ​​Or painting immortals?"

Fang Yang said: "I have to see the picture he painted once. Although it is roughly the same, the image of the fight is much clearer, and it seems to be spiritual."

Wang Qiang was also a little surprised: "Spirituality? Really? This is too exaggerated, right? Dai Xianglong, an ordinary person, can draw a psychic picture?"

Spirituality, although most of the time is praise, but it also has a deeper meaning. For example, mountain spirits, water ghosts, and painting immortals can all be called spirituality.

Fang Yang's eyes flickered: "I'm really curious, what is it!"

Fang Yang has determined that there is absolutely something wrong with Dai Xianglong, but he can't feel the yin and hostility in him.

If you want to practice a yin and evil technique, the yin and evil aura in your body cannot be concealed anyway. With Fang Yang's keen senses, he will surely discover it the first time.

"I'll go in and talk to him, you should be careful outside."

After speaking, Fang Yang opened the tent and walked in. As soon as I walked in, I saw Dai Xianglong still painting the picture there, but there were a few more characters on the painting, including Fang Yang and Wang Qiang!

Dai Xianglong couldn't think that he had just scolded Fang Yang, but he would still follow up. He hadn't come yet and hid the painting in his hands. He just felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the painting was in Fang Yang's hands!

Dai Xianglong was anxious, and rushed to grab the picture: "What are you going to do?! This is my thing! Give it back to me quickly!"

With a light flick, Fang Yang dropped Dai Xianglong's bullet to the ground, shaking the painting in his hand and asked: "Dai Xianglong, I think we should have a good talk?"

Dai Xianglong's eyes were red, and he fell on the ground and gasped, "What can I talk about with you! Give the painting back to me!"

Fang Yang looked at Dai Xianglong and said, "It's okay to return it to you, but you have to answer me, why do you want to paint this picture? Why do you want to paint us too?

Also, what's the matter with the people fighting each other up here? Don't tell me you don't know anything, it won't do you any good! "

Dai Xianglong's complexion slowly became distorted, his whole body trembled violently, his pale complexion turned bruise, and he looked terrifying.

"What's wrong with you?!" Fang Yang was taken aback, for fear that he might have missed something. As soon as he approached Dai Xianglong, a strong, feminine wind came from the left.

Fortunately, Fang Yang was experienced and turned sideways in time. I saw the cold light flashing, and his left arm was cut out!

"Who?!" Fang Yang only saw a vague shadow flashing past, and when he looked for it, there was no trace of it!

Fang Yang ignored the previous generation Xianglong, and immediately rushed out of the tent, and said to Wang Qiang outside: "Did you see a shadow coming out of the tent just now?"

Wang Qiang was surprised to see Fang Yang actually hang up the lottery: "No, I have been here forever. There is nothing unusual."

Fang Yang swiftly circled around the camp, but he could not find the other side at all, and then returned to Wang Qiang's side: "Sure enough, something evil!"

Wang Qiang brought a first aid kit: "I'll wrap it for you, what happened?"

Fang Yang did not refuse, and while letting Wang Qiang treat him the wound, he replied: "Something should have been hiding in Dai Xianglong's tent just now and attacked me."

Wang Qiang fastened the bandage: "Could it have been attached to Dai Xianglong's body, we didn't find it?"

Fang Yang also didn't have a definite answer: "It's still not clear. In short, this matter is really a bit evil."

Wang Qiang looked at the tent behind Fang Yang, "Didn't that generation of Xianglong possibly be controlled at any time? Will he do something more?"

Fang Yang said: "It is indeed possible."

They were talking here, and Liu Xing'an ran over in a panic: "Fang Dong, that Dai Cheng doesn't know what's going on, he is fainting on the side of the woods next to him!"

Fang Yang's expression changed: "Daicheng?! I'll take a look, Wang Qiang, you stay here, be careful, I will come back as soon as possible!"

Although Dai Cheng is unremarkable, he was also born and raised on the mountain col, and he is familiar with some rumors and terrain here.

Now that it is known that Dai Xianglong has a problem, Dai Cheng's dispensable position suddenly becomes more important. It's just never expected that something happened so soon!

Soon, under the leadership of Liu Xing'an, Fang Yang found Dai Cheng lying beside the woods. He was lying wet on the snow, life and death unknown.

Liu Xing'an asked in a low voice, "Fang Dong, do you want to deal with it?"

Although this is authentic, accidents often happen when they do their job. Sometimes for some inhumane reasons, they will do something ugly.

"Let me see first, maybe there is still salvation."

Fang Yang squatted down and took a look at Dai Cheng's breath. The heat was completely gone, and he looked at his eyes again. It hasn't completely spread for the time being, and he should be saved.

His right hand rested calmly on Dai Cheng's veins, and slowly passed a ray of infuriating energy, first to hang his ray of life.