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Fujino's face was pale, and a thin and dense cold sweat had appeared on his forehead.

Just saw the scene let him almost cry out, the hands of countless swords almost in an instant to attack out, but, reason let him calm down again.

The sword that had already flown out stopped on the way. Weng Ming was loud and shining.

There was no sound in the cave, and nothing terrible flew out. It eased the tension on his face.

A wave, innumerable swords instantly returned to the body around, wiped a cold sweat on the forehead, and then threw out a few night pearls, which just walked carefully inside.

The light of the night pearl illuminated the whole cave like the day, and all the furnishings around him completely entered his eyes.

In front of him, there was a red stone pillar, thick enough to be surrounded by several people, and there were strange runes flowing on it.

The upper part of the stone column is connected with the mountain, and the lower part seems to be rooted into the rock.

Is this stone pillar formed naturally? Fujino not only frowned.

In front of the stone pillar, there was a bony old man with his eyes closed and his cheeks deep set. No wonder he felt like a skeleton just now.

What's even more surprising is that there are two arms thick chains that pass through the old man's clavicle and are connected to stone pillars.

Strange is, far around the old man around a circle, did not see any iron chain interface, also did not see the lock.

There is no other thing in the cave, all around are bare stone walls, with a sense of cold.

Fujino narrowed his eyes and looked like an old man carefully, but the old man didn't say a word. Because he didn't dare to walk nearby, he couldn't see whether he was dead or alive.

Such strange scene, let Fujino not only frown.

If this person is a good man, why is he chained here for no reason, and the outside is forbidden.

Is it not some ancient devil who was forced here, thinking of these, Fujino is not only cold all over his body.

Just about to turn around, I saw the old man's eyes suddenly open, two straight light shot over, some people dare not look directly.

The old man looked at Fujino for a long time, and finally opened his mouth: "although the little brother's face changing skill is profound, how can it escape my eyes? I think it's better to show my original appearance."

Fujino was surprised and then laughed. He tore a mask from his face and revealed his original appearance. It was Zhang Xiaojian.

The old man looked at Zhang Xiaojian and said, "I see your accomplishments are good. I wonder if you would like to help me do something."

Zhang Xiaojian's whole body was on guard. She gave a cold smile and said, "I don't know who you are. How can I help you?"

The old man frowned and sighed a long time, saying, "have you ever heard of the man on the autumn cloud?"

Zhang Xiaojian's expression on her face suddenly froze. All kinds of thoughts hovered in her heart, and the pictures depicted by Hua Yangzi appeared in her head.

After squinting for a long time, I finally realized that the old man was not the elder of Xueling clan.

"You, you are dead." Zhang Xiaojian blurted out. After that, she felt a bit of a slip of tongue, and some embarrassed smile. Just about to explain, she was interrupted by master Qiu Yun and said, "you heard what Shangyang said."

Zhang Xiaojian shook her head and said, "it's not. I listen to snow tiger."

Autumn cloud people heard Zhang Xiaojian mentioned the snow tiger, his face slightly changed, asked: "you saw him, you know him."

Zhang Xiaojian nodded and said how to get to know Xue ling'er, the sister of snow tiger. Naturally, he also mentioned the things that Hua Yangzi asked him to come over.

After hearing this, master Qiu Yun blinked his eyes and said, "everything has a fixed number. It seems that what you said is good. How is the old Hua Yangzi?"

Zhang Xiaojian laughed and said, "OK, OK."

"Since it's from me, there's one thing I want to ask you first." Autumn cloud said.

Who knows, autumn cloud people's voice has not fallen, Zhang Xiaojian felt behind the voice came over, not the sound of footsteps, but actually the sound of breaking the air when flying.

Zhang Xiaojian waved her hand to the man on the autumn cloud. Her figure suddenly became blurred and disappeared in the cave.

In the moment of Zhang Xiaojian's figure disappearing, a person has entered the cave.

The man was not tall, and he was about the same as a six or seven year old. He was white and clean with a smile on his face.

"Longevity boy, what are you doing here?" Qiu Yun's voice is not small, obviously intended to hide in the side of Zhang Xiaojia listen.

The longevity boy looked around, smiling, but his mouth was full of old age: "old man, we both know it in our hearts. Let that son of a bitch come out. I want to see who it is."

"How can I know that you, the house dog, follow the man to the sun with all his heart and soul. Be careful that you can't watch it. That dog with a heart and a heart will kill you." Qiu Qiuyun said coldly.Ha ha ha, longevity boy laughter sharp, shady, sounds very uncomfortable.

"Old man, you don't have to stir up discord. If he hadn't promised to give me a mature blood spirit fruit and do my best in cultivation, you thought I would help him." The longevity boy sneered.

"Son of a bitch, the blood spirit fruit is the holy fruit of the snow spirit family, it is the whole clan's thing, let you divide up like this, have no natural reason." Autumn cloud on the popularity of death.

"Don't complain. If you hadn't kept the old ancestor's teachings and refused to change them, you would not have been able to get to the present situation." The longevity boy said coldly.

"I'd rather throw things away than let you dogs get them." Autumn cloud on the people said scornfully.

"Don't talk nonsense. Let the animal come out quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." The long-lived boy's face suddenly became cold, and his eyes showed a grim color.

Autumn cloud on the people closed their eyes, and returned to the beginning of the appearance of life and death, speechless.

Longevity boy's hand suddenly caught in the air, a blood red short sword appeared in front of him and said coldly, "old man, if you don't say it, don't blame me for being rude."

"Longevity boy, your blood spirit fruit has been sold to the islanders by shangshangren Zhiyang. Are you still in the dark?" A cold voice came from the corner. In a moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the empty corner. It was Zhang Xiaojian.

"You think I'll believe you. Or send you to the West. Then I'll go and settle with that son of a bitch. " The longevity boy narrowed his eyes and laughed.