Super Golden Eye

The black jeep drove slowly into the mountains. Fang Yang originally wanted to keep going, but Zhong Qiang suddenly asked him to stop.

"The road ahead is my blindfold. If we want to get to the innermost point, we should get out of the car now!"

"I didn't even get out of it!"

Fang Yang blinked after stopping the car, and only then did he realize that the scene in front of him, although it looked extremely lifelike, still vaguely flowed in real energy.

But such a high-density blindfold is absolutely invisible in the eyes of ordinary people. Presumably Zhong Qiang is also mainly worried that ordinary people will find his place.

"I didn't have any layout before, but because of the expansion of nearby cities in recent years, it took time to put a layer of camouflage on this mountain," Zhong Qiang said as he led Fang Yang towards the path, "but still Can't hide from the eyes of the Evil Spirit Hall!"

"Senior, don't talk about your blindness, let alone ordinary people, I didn't notice it when I didn't pay attention just now!"

Seeing the sad expression on the other party's face, Fang Yang quickly changed the subject, extending his thumb and admiring him sincerely.

"What can I do if I am so powerful? This Zhong family's organ skills will soon decline," Zhong Qiang grinned reluctantly, "It's all because of me that I usually favor Zhong Xian too much, so that I don't learn or inherit the Zhong family organs. The mind of art."

"He didn't learn the Zhong family's mechanical skills?"

Speaking of this incident, Zhong Qiang was even more helpless. In order to avoid the dispute, he took his wife and children into the deep mountains, which caused Zhong Xian to clamor to leave this place when he became an adult.

"He has not only failed to learn, he even hates our husband and wife, and wants to completely get rid of the relationship with the Zhong family."

Fang Yang couldn't help but shook his head after hearing this. After all, not everyone has the ability to bear this kind of responsibility. Zhong Xian certainly didn't want to be imprisoned by the Zhong family's organs.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and patted Zhong Qiang on the shoulder, smiled and comforted: "Senior, don't think too much about it. Even if Zhong Xian did not inherit the Zhong family's organ skills, Fang Yang will help you pass on this ancient skill. of!"

"really?"

Zhong Qiang's eyes suddenly brightened. He had fully understood Fang Yang's deeds in the Qilin Sect a few days ago, and he was simply a young model in the ancient martial arts world.

"Of course what I said is true. Senior, your mechanical skills and blindness, I will carry it forward with you after the decisive battle with the Evil Spirit Palace is over!"

Fang Yang replied with a particularly serious expression.

"Then I can write down your words!"

Zhong Qiang couldn't help but moisten when he heard these eye sockets. He also had this ideal when he was young, but he has not succeeded until now.

In the basin inside the blindfold, a few Evil Spirit Temple apostles stood in front of an iron door, looking inward with grim expressions.

"I don't plan to take refuge in our evil spirit temple. Your husband has already ran away with your son, and he won't come back to save you again!"

"I really don't know what your old lady is waiting for. I heard that Zhong Qiang is now in Dongyang City, and he seems to have married a little wife!"

The apostle of the Evil Spirit Temple laughed loudly, but the middle-aged woman behind the iron gate still had the same expression on her face.

"She didn't respond so much. Is this woman dead?"

An Evil Spirit Temple apostle stared curiously, standing in front of the iron door window and peering in.

But before he could see the situation clearly, the high-level Lightfi of the Evil Spirit Temple walked out of the wooden house on the hillside and sternly yelled at them.

"What are you doing around there? Get out of me and patrol!"

He furrowed his brows and glared at these people again, and the apostles of the Evil Spirit Temple acted immediately and moved away from the iron gate in the center.

But not long after, these people gathered together again, hiding behind a huge boulder and chatting secretly.

"You said that we have been in this ruined place for such a long time. What are we going to do? Every day we go around this circle of mountains!"

"Did you not listen to Lightfield's explanation before coming? Let's take care of Zhong Qiang's wife and prevent him from running back to save people!"

When the other apostle heard these words, he snorted disdainfully.

"A total of thirty elites are guarding an old lady, and Lightfield even has mid-level celestial strength. Do you think this approach is normal?"

"It's not normal, it's not normal!"

Everyone immediately nodded in agreement, but everyone knew in their hearts that they could only complain like this.

While these people were talking about it, Fang Yang and Zhong Qiang slowly came to the hillside and carefully looked at the situation in the basin.

"Now there are probably five or six members of the Evil Spirit Hall in each position," Fang Yang said softly after taking a serious look, "And at the two entrances of the entrance, there are ten people at each entrance, and their strength is average. Around the middle stage!"

"Get started!"

Zhong Qiang didn't say any nonsense. He thought of his wife who was imprisoned in the iron gate, and he wished to rescue him now.

The two went down the hill to find the entrance, and got in one after the other. Fang Yang followed and let Zhong Qiang lead the way. After a few minutes, they finally saw the light.

"Now we need a little voice..."

Zhong Qiang stopped and his hairy waist was close to the exit, but the apostles who passed by from time to time made him give up this plan.

"They patrol too often!"

Fang Yang stepped forward and took a look, then took Zhong Qiang back two steps, and decided to reconsider the plan according to the current situation.

Before the two thought that they were using the blindfold method to confuse the Evil Spirit Temple apostles, but the current situation was not very optimistic, and they couldn't even go out of the cave.

"Why don't you deliberately make some noise to attract a few people in?"

Zhong Qiang muttered a little while touching his chin.

But just as the two of them were thinking, the direction behind them suddenly heard footsteps!

Lurking hurriedly to the dark corner of the cave, Fang Yang heard footsteps getting closer, and it seemed that there was not only one person.

At the same time, the apostle of the Evil Spirit Temple outside the entrance of the cave also heard the movement and looked into the cave alertly without saying anything.

When this group of people appeared in the sight of everyone, the apostles hurriedly stood up and saluted, and shouted in unison: "Welcome to Elder Han!"

Lightfee was sitting in the wooden house and was practising the exercises with great concentration. Hearing the noise outside, he immediately got up and opened the door and walked out.

"Elder Han, why are you free to come to me?"

He saw the gray-haired old man in front of him, and greeted him with three steps and two steps.

Han Ming laughed a few times and explained: "I came here this time on the order of the Evil Spirit Hall Presbyterian Church to come here to find a way to make Zhong Qiang's wife surrender!"

"Let her surrender?"

Upon hearing the news, Lightfield couldn't help but curled his lips.

I was here every day to persuade the other party to surrender, but after such a long time passed, apart from my dry talk and the need to drink more water every day, there was no progress at all.

"Don't worry about this. In order to make her surrender, I have prepared a great gift!"

There was a flash of cunning in the eyes of the old man Han Ming, and he turned around and ordered his men behind him to open the giant wooden box he had brought.

When Fang Yang and Zhong Qiang discovered that there was no one at the entrance of the cave, they immediately seized the opportunity to sneak into the basin, but when they hid behind the boulder, they suddenly heard a more familiar voice.

"Hurry up and let me go!"

Zhong Qiang's body shook violently, staring at the group of people with wide eyes, and forcibly grabbing his son Zhong Xian from the wooden box!