Chapter 129: When the wall falls, everyone pushes it, and the weirdness finally comes! [Subscribe]

On the evening of the second day

The Prince Duan's Mansion and the martial artists of the Sanmeng retreated to the deserted village where they had been stationed.

For a day and a night, Yuan Tianhua tried like crazy to find Wei Hong's trace, but unfortunately he didn't get any results. Not only did he fail to get the ambergris, he also failed to get the snake eggs, and he also lost dozens of good hands.

Such a result of losing both his wife and his soldiers!

This master of the refining organ realm was both angry and frightened.

He knew that he would definitely be unlucky after returning to the palace, so he couldn't help but secretly hate the father and daughter of the Lu family. Why did he provoke that Wufeng Gu Heng for no reason, causing himself to be implicated.

"Lu family, I will deal with you when I go back!"

Yuan Tianhua growled with gritted teeth!

The voice was heard clearly by many people.

On the stretcher with more than a dozen wounded lying on the side, Wei Hong, who had already disguised himself as the palace's personal guard, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly. He knew that the Lu family was finished.

Having offended a man like Yuan Tianhua, Lu Qingqing and Lu Shenghong also died in the Longji Mountains. How could a small Lu family not be pushed down by the crowd?

And Wei Hong only needs to change his identity to continue to be free and easy!

This inexplicable hatred has come to an end.

Perhaps no one could have thought that he did not escape, but swaggered to throw the body of a royal guard into the mud and sank, then took off the armor and put it on himself, pretending to be seriously injured and dying, and was carried out of the mountain.

Because of the serious injury, he can stay asleep all the time!

He doesn't need to talk to anyone or do anything, plus his superb disguise, so there is no possibility of exposing his identity. Even if Yuan Tianhua is next to him, he is still bold and confident.

"Haha, idiot!"

Wei Hong sneered and closed his eyes to rest, trying to restrain his breath, pretending to be seriously injured and dying, and refusing to reveal any flaws.

On the way back, they had to take away the materials and flesh of the Iron-winged Green-scaled Python, and also bring back the wounded, so they did not walk fast. It took a day and a night to get back to the deserted village to spend the night.

The bonfires were lit again!

The surviving guards of the palace and the scattered alliance warriors were all listless and depressed, which was a world of difference compared to the high morale when they spent the night here a few days ago.

"Sister Xiyue, we won't be implicated by this, right?" Ji Sanniang couldn't help but look worried.

"No!" Xiyue sneered as she roasted a rabbit, "Let's not talk about who did it. Even if it was Gu Heng, Senior Yuan would have no excuse to attack us. At most, it would involve the Lu family."

"I hope so." Ji Sanniang sighed and said distressedly, "I don't know how he did it. He is really a monster."

"Hehe!" Xiyue also said with interest, "A blood refining realm can fool so many people and take away the things that Prince Duan's Mansion wants. I don't know why this person is so bold."

"So many people died in Prince Duan's Mansion this time, and they lost face. I'm afraid they will be mad."

"Who cares? It has nothing to do with us anyway!"

Everyone was chatting privately.

Gu Heng's name quickly spread among the scattered alliance martial artists.

Everyone was well-known and in awe!

After midnight, everyone ate and drank enough and began to rest.

After many days of hard work, we can finally return. Tomorrow, after all the wounded are settled, we can ride horses and return to the capital in one day and one night.

After completing the task, we can get money and go to the Sutra Pavilion in Prince Duan's Mansion to exchange martial arts.

Everyone is in a very good mood, and their vigilance has dropped to the freezing point.

I don't know when a faint mist spread all around.

The night watchman who had not yet rested by the campfire frowned and couldn't help complaining: "What kind of weather is this? It's so cold in June? Isn't the fog too big?"

"It's really a bit chilly!" The martial artist next to him laughed and said, "But isn't it like this near the mountains? The Misty Swamp is still foggy all year round. What's so strange about this."

"That's right, go to sleep! We have to hurry tomorrow!"

Amidst a conversation.

A martial artist from the scattered alliance got up woodenly and walked towards the village.

"Brother Li, what are you doing?"

"Maybe you have to pee!"

The people around joked, but they didn't pay much attention.

After a while, several people got up and walked deep into the deserted village.

This scene still didn't attract anyone's attention.

On the contrary, Wei Hong, who was lying on the ground pretending to be seriously injured, frowned and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, because he felt a chill approaching slowly, which was a unique feeling of strange appearance.

In the past, he could easily lock the heartbeat within dozens of feet!

But the footsteps of the few people who just walked out were getting farther and farther away.

After a while, Wei Hong not only couldn't hear their heartbeats, but even the footsteps had disappeared, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.

It happened that the fog was too heavy and the night was dark!

Everyone was drowsy and didn't notice this at all.

"Something's going to happen!"

Wei Hong's heart sank suddenly.

But now he was pretending to be a seriously injured person in Prince Duan's mansion, so it was difficult for him to react.

Otherwise, he would definitely pretend to pee and walk towards the entrance of the deserted village to see if he could take the opportunity to quickly leave this place and avoid a direct incident with the weirdness.

After all, this is a weirdness that is difficult to guess with common sense.

No one knows what methods they have.

If you encounter a ferocious one, I am afraid that everyone present will be unlucky.

"Don't panic, places with many people are always safer."

"I am a wounded soldier now, even if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up."

"Yuan Tianhua, who is in the Refining Organ Realm, must have noticed something was wrong a long time ago, so I don't need to worry too much."

Wei Hong was relieved when he figured this out.

He continued to restrain his breath and maintain the disguise of a seriously injured soldier.

But in his heart, he was thinking about what means he could use to deal with the weirdness once it appeared. In the end, there were only three ways.

First: the fragment of the Qingxin Mantra, whose innate skill, Heart as Still Water, can make him immune to the weirdness-type bewitching probability +50%, at least it can prevent him from being controlled silently like the unlucky guys just now.

Second: the fragment of the Ziyang Concentrating Spirit Talisman, it should be able to cause damage to the weirdness, but unfortunately there is nothing to cast it, and no material that can carry its rune has been found.

Third: Thunder Sound Lion Roar Skill, this secret realm found in the Sutra Pavilion of Prince Duan's Mansion is extremely masculine and powerful, and can specifically reveal strange things, so it should be able to play a significant role.

"Add points, add points quickly!"

Wei Hong immediately thought that the Thunder Sound Lion Roar Skill had only been added to the Great Perfection Realm.

It just so happened that he killed Lu Qingqing and others and harvested another batch of vitality.

So he decisively added points again, from Great Perfection to Perfection and then to the Limit.

After a series of 38,000 vitality points, Wei Hong's tens of thousands of vitality reserves were exhausted, but the effect was also immediate.

[Ding! The Thunder Sound Lion Roar Skill has reached the limit, awakening the innate skill Thunder Sound Body Tempering! ]