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Liu Xiaoye quickly stepped back, almost falling on the bridge.

Xuepen chased after him, Liu Xiaoye made a move of "Qingyun Step", and jumped into the air with one kick.

He quickly took out his self-defense dagger from his pocket, and was about to stab it on that thing, when suddenly the fog moved rapidly.

"Fuxi, come back!"

Chang Mang's voice?

No, Chang Mang's voice is not so young, it sounds like a young man in his early twenties.

The mist was quickly stirred by something, and even a small vortex appeared.

Liu Xiaoye's feet landed on the ground, and he felt that he was stepping on a solid ground, not a stone floor.

As soon as he stood firm, he saw the fog in the distance being continuously stirred, and something seemed to push through the white fog and was walking slowly towards this side.

"not good!"

With the movement of that thing, Liu Xiaoye felt a surge of Qi meridian soaring to the sky slowly gathering, and its strength went straight to the zenith!

If this is a person, then his internal kung fu is even much higher than Wu Sankuo, even several times that of Wu Sankuo!

Liu Xiaoye felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, her back was soaked in cold sweat, and her hands became icy cold.

He could only open his posture and prepare, but facing such a person, any preparation seemed futile.

A lamb waiting to be slaughtered... Liu Xiaoye felt that he had become a lamb, tied to a pole by a rope, waiting for the sharp butcher knife to cut his neck open.

It was the first time he felt this way, and this feeling even made Liu Xiaoye a little desperate.

Finally, he saw clearly on the opposite side——

An old man with a height of only about 1.5 meters is walking slowly.His hair and beard were long and long, but they were as white as snow.

In stark contrast to his hair and beard, the old man was wearing a robe whose original color could no longer be seen, it could only be said to barely hang on his body.

The old man had a contented smile on his face, and his eyes were smiling like two crescent moons.He is like an old fairy.Every step he took, the thick fog around his body seemed to be pushed away by a pair of invisible hands.

Others couldn't see it, but Liu Xiaoye could see it: the mist was pushed away by his Qi channel!

The old man was already very close to Liu Xiaoye, and Liu Xiaoye felt numb all over his body and couldn't move.

He didn't seem to see Liu Xiaoye, but said to his side: "Fuxi, don't be rude, it's not time for you to eat yet."

The mist was stirred up again, the old man lightly swung his arms, and the soaring Qi pulse was immediately retracted into his body, and his white-haired and childlike face was immediately hidden in the white mist.

"The fog seems to be in the way."

The old man spoke again, still sounding like a young man's voice.He took a few steps towards the east and breathed out a few times.

After exhaling several times, the air suddenly swirled, and then the white mist was pushed away, and a few wisps of breeze appeared out of thin air.

After the breeze, there was a gust of wind, and then it blew bigger and bigger. In less than 5 minutes, the fog was completely blown away.

The fog cleared away, Liu Xiaoye looked to the side of her, and her heart was pounding with fright.

A thick-waisted boa constrictor was entrenched beside him. The boa constrictor was all white, except for a few green-gold scales scattered here and there, shining brightly.

The big mouth just now should belong to this boa constrictor, and the old man called it "Fuxi"?

Is it the Fuxi from the myth?

Although the boa constrictor is a cold-blooded animal, it seems to be extremely human.After the old man scolded it, it shrank its head and stood there motionless, like a child who has done something wrong.

The old man had already approached, Liu Xiaoye was startled, and suddenly bowed to him.

"Old man, this junior is here to salute you."

The old man said cheerfully, "Hehe, very good, very good, no one has been able to walk up this bridge for a long time, and you can cross the bridge, which means that you are destined for me."

Although the skin looked plump without any wrinkles, Liu Xiaoye secretly judged that this old man was definitely not young.

Not only that, but his practice is deeper, and he should be the master who cultivated in the mountains that Chang Mang said.

"itch!"

The old man's expression changed suddenly, and he pointed at his back, as if he was waiting for someone to come.

A brownish-yellow shadow galloped over from a tree in the distance, and it turned out to be a big mandrill.

Passing by Liu Xiaoye's side, it didn't even look at him, and ran to the old man's side, with its claws inserted into the robe, scratching his back.

The mandrill, who wanted to kill them before, turned out to be an obedient kitten in front of the old man.Its movements were very gentle, as if it was afraid of hurting the old man.

The old man was scratched by the mandrill a few times, and he seemed to be very comfortable. He waved his hand at it, "Okay, let's go."

The mandrill stretched out its claws, and there was a lot of black mud inside. It looked at the old man beggingly.

The old man smiled and nodded, but the mandrill actually smiled.It put the black mud of its nails in its mouth and sucked it carefully, as if a child got the best candy in the world.

The mandrill ran away after sucking its finger, leaving Liu Xiaoye in disbelief.

This old man, he is not a fairy, is he?

The old man noticed Liu Xiaoye's gaze, he took two steps behind him, and directed Liu Xiaoye to follow with his eyes.

Liu Xiaoye followed, passing through a somewhat sparse forest, and another bamboo forest.

As the Spring Festival approaches, the bamboo should have withered and turned yellow long ago, but the bamboo here is still green.

Passing through the bamboo forest is a more open area, with a cliff at the end and another main peak of Tianjing Mountain on the opposite side.

There is an old tree with a crooked neck on the edge of the cliff, and there is a stone bed under the tree.The old man was lying on the stone bed, facing a tree stump, he motioned for Liu Xiaoye to sit down.

Liu Xiaoye sat down unexpectedly, as if he was never in a hurry to leave.

He didn't know why he followed the old man here, maybe it was because he was dazed, or maybe it was Mu Qiang...he couldn't say for himself.

The old man seemed to have a kind of magical power, which made him follow him unconsciously, just like Fuxi beside him.

"Young man, what are you doing in this mountain?"

The old man spoke with a slight accent, very similar to the accent of the mountain people Liu Xiaoye and Chang Mang met in the hut.

"My classmate was kidnapped to this mountain, and I want to rescue him back."

Liu Xiaoye didn't want to lie, he directly told the old man why he came here.

The old man let out a long sigh: "No wonder I feel that there is a foul smell in the mountains recently. It turns out that there are bad people here."

He changed the subject and asked Liu Xiaoye again: "What is the relationship between that man and you, why are you trying so hard to save him?"

Liu Xiaoye thought for a while, and said with a wry smile, "Him? He has nothing to do with me. He's just a classmate of mine. We study together."

He originally wanted to say that he was a college classmate, but then he thought that the old man had lived in the mountains for many years, so he probably didn't know what university was...

The old man stroked his beard, his white hair fluttering in the wind.

"So he has nothing to do with you? Young man, you are very wise!"