He turned to look at Tumi beside him, only to see that she had the same expression as him.
Fu Yunge thought of her innate ability and asked seriously, "Have you noticed anything wrong?"
Tumi's little face was nervous, which was very different from the leisurely look before. She looked at the floating mist carefully and said nothing.
Seeing that she was so cautious and serious, Fu Yunge didn't want to disturb her. After a while, he heard Tumi whisper to himself: "I guess this fog is caused by humans."
Fu Yunge frowned: "Artificially...? What do you mean?"
Tumi shook his head: "That is to say, this kind of fog is not naturally formed. The guy who created it must have some bad intentions."
Hearing what Tumi said, Fu Yunge felt even more confident. This sense of uneasiness gave him a strong premonition that something more terrifying was quietly brewing somewhere they couldn't see.
Suddenly, he suddenly thought of the screams coming from a distant place that night.
The sound cut through the sky, making his memory still fresh. If he hadn't been eager to overthrow Zhao Zui Mingbang that night, he should have put more energy into paying attention to this matter.
Since then, although nothing unusual has happened...but isn't the current red mist a new "omen"?
The wails that resembled miserable cries and the lingering red mist, these two strange phenomena that happened immediately, made his hair stand on end.
This seems to be some kind of ritual that uses heaven and earth as a sacrifice.
Thinking of this, Fu Yunge was half awake and half confused, and hurriedly went to find his master, Gongsun Tan and others.
"It seems... Jiuche Xiaoying's real plot is about to come to light."
Just as he was approaching, Gongsun Tan made a surprising statement, which made his steps slow down.
He walked over with a frightened expression, and everyone present had similar expressions. They seemed to be gradually realizing something was wrong, or... an aspect they had never imagined before.
The night is like the pupils of the person behind the scenes, like the chess player outside the chess game, looking down at his pieces with boredom and contempt. Everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, and their faces became increasingly ugly.
In order to avoid the spread of panic, Gongsun Tan reassured everyone not to worry and asked them to go back and rest first. The group left with hesitation, and Poinsettia took Fu Yunge to the distance.
Avoiding everyone, Fu Yunge faced his master and said frankly: "Master, I think this situation must be related to the screams last night."
Poinsettia didn't answer, he just looked at Fu Yunge silently. After a long while, he said solemnly: "Yunge, facing this matter, I am more worried about your state."
Fu Yunge was a little confused: "My... state?"
Poinsettia nodded without hesitation. He looked into the distance, and there seemed to be the shadow of a bonfire in his eyes.
After a long time, he slowly exhaled and said: "Your guess is probably correct. And having such a level of cultivation and city government means that the next development of the situation is likely to get out of control."
Fu Yunge felt a blockage in his throat: "I... know."
"Then, it's not just you... No one knows what level of opponents the entire Zhengdao may face next."
"Your cultivation is the best among your peers. But once those older guys come back to the world,..." His tone was very low, but he meant it sincerely. Every word seemed to be spoken through clenched teeth, as if he was worried about the child's father.
When he said this, he stopped talking. But Fu Yunge naturally knew what he had omitted.
That is... a consequence that I may not be able to bear.
The ember-like color makes the poinsettia plum's eyebrows droop. Fu Yunge's heart surged, and he felt as if there was a tight breath in his chest that was difficult to release.
"I know you get along well with that child." Poinsettia said calmly, "Can she watch you go through life and death?"
Fu Yunge's eyes were confused. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. He just felt a little unwilling.
After saying that, Poinsettia looked at him quietly.
Obviously, these are two different paths. What Poinsettia said made sense, but was he really willing to quit right here?
Thinking of all the past he had experienced before and Dongfang Shiming who was working hard at the rear, he thought that he couldn't stop here yet.
The enemy is getting stronger and stronger, and the conspiracy behind it is getting more and more difficult. He knows all this.
However, he would not be intimidated and leave like this, barely trying to survive.
"After all, since you are involved, you have to stay with me until the end." Fu Yunge's heart was overturned, his chest was rising, and the words in his mind rushed out of his teeth in an instant.
His eyes were as stern as ever, Fu Yunge's answer was firm in his heart, or in other words, he never had the option of retreating.
"good."
Unexpectedly, the gloominess on Poinsettia's face disappeared after hearing Fu Yunge's answer. Instead, there was another kind of mentor-like expectation.
"He is the disciple I like. It's good to have such courage." He said gently, "Originally, if you chose to retreat temporarily, I would also find a way to protect you. But as expected, this choice... is not yours. It can be done.”
Fu Yunge was a little surprised. He looked at the master who suddenly changed his face and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"The future is very dangerous, that's what I'm worried about." He calmed down his expression and Poinsettia returned to its normal state, "Although I gave you the Misty Sword, I still feel very uneasy thinking about it."
Fu Yunge patted his chest and said boldly, "Master, don't worry about me, I can protect myself."
But Poinsettia just shook her head. He thought for a while before taking out a thin old book from his arms and holding it in his hand.
"This is... a skill I got in my early years." He looked at the booklet in his hand. The paper was already fragile and old. "It was just that I had other things to do at the time and I didn't practice it. I passed by Chaoyun a few days ago. I sorted it out when I was in the street, I thought you could use it."
He handed the booklet to Fu Yunge, who took it carefully. The cover on it is dilapidated, and the words "Rubbing Cloud Palm" can be vaguely seen.
"Master, this is..." Fu Yunge stared at the secret book in his hand, feeling mixed with excitement and confusion.
"This is a set of martial arts that can absorb energy and turn it back. In other words, it is a 'rebound'." Poinsettia Mei said sternly, "There are three moves in total. After all, they are diagrams of moves, which are relatively simple. Now that you have the foundation of internal strength, practice these It’s just right for a martial arts set.”
Fu Yunge was very pleasantly surprised when he heard his master speak slowly. The martial art of "rebound" is really rare. He also thought of the wandering soul and felt that such a move was indeed very practical.
As if he had found a treasure, Fu Yunge put away the book very carefully and bowed his hands to thank the master.
