Chapter 1710 1711 The Murderous Intention of the Tail

"We can't let her go. If we let her become a priest, we won't have the chance to touch Rijian Peak again!" Kang Qingyuan said firmly.

"What on earth did Rijianfeng have?" Kang Zihe asked curiously.

From the beginning to the end, Kang Qingyuan fought against Rijianfeng's idea, and it was also for this purpose to deal with the dead girl of the Mu family, and revenge for him was second, so he became more and more curious about Rijianfeng's hidden secrets. .

"You don't need to ask more about this. You only need to know one thing. Rijianfeng is related to the life and death of our Kang family, and we must not let it fall into the hands of the Mu family." Kang Qingyuan said solemnly.

"Oh." Seeing his grandfather's appearance, he was obviously unwilling to let himself know the secret. Although he was still full of curiosity, Kang Zihe didn't dare to ask any further.

"Okay, I'm a little tired, you go back first, pass my order, I will be in retreat for a period of time these days, if there is no order from me, no one should disturb." Kang Qingyuan ordered.

"Yes, grandfather." Kang Zihe respectfully withdrew.

When he left the study, Kang Qingyuan played a hand tactic, forming a few barrier, and then flew out of the window, and the figure quickly disappeared into the night.

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Inside the carriage, Mu Hanyan, who was contemplating the formation, abruptly opened his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ye Yi'an had already finished his practice, and was looking at her lovingly, and asked her slightly condensed eyes.

"It's nothing." Mu Hanyan exhaled.

Just now, when she concentrated her mind and deduced the formation technique over and over in her mind, she suddenly felt a strong unease in her heart. That kind of feeling is like being trained in the Longyan Mountains in the past life and being stared at by the ferocious alien beasts hidden in the dark.

Mu Hanyan never doubted his own intuition, and this time was no exception. If she guessed correctly, someone was following them behind her, and she could even vaguely perceive the faint trace of murderous intent.

Who is the one? Besides Kang Qingyuan, Mu Hanyan couldn't think of any other possibility.

In order to conceal his identity, Ye Yi'an has lived in seclusion for the past thousand years, and there must be no enemies. Sikong Qinglan was as shy as a little girl at every turn, and probably wouldn't hold grudges easily. Mutu was no more than an ordinary villager. If he really had a powerful enemy, he would have died hundreds of times earlier. As for Ling Baobao, The people who hated him the most were the villagers of Mujia Village, and it was naturally impossible for the people who followed him to be them.

So guessing, this person is likely to come for her, and she has just arrived in the Continent of God, and she has not offended anyone, and the only ones who have festivals are the priests of Fengcheng Temple.

With Chu Yanghe's status, even if he is a little dissatisfied with her rejection, he should not have any murderous intentions. Wen Rongsong and Liang Gubai had no grudges against her at first, but they were only bewitched by Kang Qingyuan before they had grudges against her. After Chu Yanghe's reprimands, he must not dare to make troubles, except for Kang Qingyuan, Mu Hanyan can't think of anyone else.

Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan couldn't help but feel a little worried. Ye Yi'an is too old, and his strength is definitely not as strong as before. Sikong Qinglan's strength doesn't seem to be strong. If Kang Qingyuan is in this wilderness, they really don't have the power to protect themselves.

But worry turned into worry, Mu Hanyan didn't want Ye Yi'an to be frightened any more, so she didn't say it.

There was a sudden noise outside, and the carriage made a light creaking sound and stopped.

"What happened?" Ye Yi'an asked.

"To worship the adults, a group of refugees blocked the way." There was a humming sound of Mutu outside.

"Oh?" Ye Yi'an opened the curtain.

A gust of cold wind blew in, sweeping across his face like a knife.

I saw hundreds of people lined up to meet them. The leading man was stopping in front of the carriage, begging Mutu for something. Mutu showed pity, but he didn't speak, and just turned his head from time to time to look at him. Ye Yi'an and several people.

"Meet the priest, see the priest." Seeing Ye Yi'an's robe of a ninth-order god priest, the big man's eyes lit up, and he quickly fell to the ground, and the people behind him also fell down.

"Get up, who are you and why are you blocking our way?" Ye Yi'an said with a wave of his hand.

At this time, the kindness on the old man's face, coupled with the clean and tidy sacrificial robe, the whole body was covered with the brilliance of the magic stick.

"Lord, we, the people of Xingping City, lived in the wasteland thousands of years ago, and have been home to the world since then. A few days ago, we received the gift of God and found a lot of gold from heaven. We originally wanted to go to Tianfeng City to exchange some food. I didn't expect to meet the adults on the road, so we want to sell these extra-day meteorites to the adults cheaply, which is also a piece of our heart." The big man said respectfully.

"Meteorite from the sky!" Mu Hanyan jumped out of the carriage with a move in his heart.

She has been comprehending the God-gathering Formation for the past few days. Although she has not fully understood it, she is confident that as long as she has enough meteoric gold, she can barely set up the God-gathering Formation, although it is not as good as the one in the Fengcheng Temple. The formation is so mysterious, but as long as it can mobilize the power of the law, it should also have some power.

Mu Hanyan was secretly worried about Kang Qingyuan, who was following behind her, and she was naturally pleasantly surprised when she encountered someone selling the meteorite.

"Sir, please take a look." Seeing that Mu Hanyan seemed to be moved, the big man was overjoyed, and pulled away the ox felt on the ox cart behind him, and a pile of various stones also appeared in Mu Hanyan's place. in front of you.

"Lord Hanyan!" Seeing Mu Hanyan's heartbeat, Mutu shouted anxiously, and winked at her desperately.

Needless to say, Mu Hanyan also knew what he was nervous about.

These so-called meteorites are of various types, but the qi fluctuations in them are extremely weak. If Mu Hanyan did not guess wrong, this is likely to be the remaining formation material after a certain formation was abandoned. If there is no continuous blessing, most of the formations in this world will become weaker and weaker as the power of the meteorite disappears, and finally scrapped, even those ancient ruins are no exception.

Of course, this may also be the waste stone after the failure of sword casting or alchemy.

In short, no matter what kind, these abandoned meteorites are useless. Mu Hanyan was greatly disappointed, it was obviously impossible to rely on these meteorites to set up a formation to deal with Kang Qingyuan who was trailing behind him.

"Sir, these meteorites are not useless. If they are used properly, they will be somewhat useful." Seeing Mu Hanyan's expression, the big man knew that she had seen through the details, and there was no more Excited, he said in a self-comforting way.