Painting of the Nine Immortals

The hole in the tree is not large, and it can be said at a glance.

Therefore, Ling Xian did not find the trace of the feathered butterfly, and did not stop the two.

And when the two went in, although there was a moment of disappointment on their faces, it was fleeting and replaced by excitement!

This puzzled Lingxian. Although she found the stronghold of Feather Butterfly, it proved that she did live in the fantasy forest, but she didn't find any traces.

But the next moment, he understood.

I saw the two return from their excitement, and then folded their hands together, pinching an identical seal.

Yes, it is exactly the same.

This made Ling Xian's heart sink, confirming that the two were a group, otherwise, how could they use the same technique?

And the effect of this technique, he probably guessed it, should be to sense the remaining breath of the feathered butterfly, and follow it.

Sure enough, as expected, after a while, the excitement on the faces of the two became more intense, and those eyes were even more brilliant.

Apparently, they sensed the breath of the feathered butterfly and found the whereabouts of the butterfly.

This made Ling Xian sigh a long time, don't know if it should be sad or happy.

It is supposed to be a joy to find Feather Butterfly, but the person who knows Feather Butterfly's whereabouts is not him.

Moreover, he has determined that the two are a group. It may even be that nine people are a gang. How does this make him happy?

"Finally found it!"

The white-haired young man among them was full of excitement, as was the other man in the black robe, both with excitement.

But the next moment, the two smiled, and looked at each other very coldly.

The atmosphere also solidified in an instant, filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"This thing is mine, you quickly retreat, otherwise, don't blame me for not being emotional." The white-haired youth sneered.

"Why?"

The black-haired man sneered and said, "Whoever finds that first is whose one, you are not qualified to order me!"

Hearing that the expression of the white-haired young man became colder, but he didn't say anything, but instead turned his eyes to Lingxian. Afterwards, he spoke slowly with an imperative tone.

"Boy, follow me."

The voice fell, Ling Xian frowned suddenly, and he was not a subordinate of this person. Why did he speak to himself with an imperative tone?

However, he hadn't said anything, but the man in the black robe did not quit.

He blinked, came to Ling Xian, and said, "Don't listen to him, my way is the right way, follow me."

"fart!"

The white-haired young man relentlessly reprimanded himself, inserted between Lingxian and the man in the black robe, and said, "I finally warned you once. If you don't want to die, let me go!"

"I will return it to you intact."

The man in black robes spoke arrogantly, without showing weakness, and never retreating. The towering divine power was ready to go.

This frowned Ling Xian.

Originally, he saw the two people performing the same seal at the same time, and thought they were a group. But now it seems that is not the case.

Obviously, the relationship between the two is not good, it is a competitive relationship, and it is not ordinary competition.

The most likely scenario is that they belong to the same organization, but each owns it. Otherwise, in the face of the big picture, the war between the two will not be so intense.

Both wanted to take themselves away, Ling Xian understood.

Feather Butterfly's whereabouts are done, but its accomplishments have not been resolved. And he, in the eyes of everyone, cracked the housewife of Feather Butterfly!

Such profound accomplishments, let alone look at the audience, even if you look at the entire fantasy forest, you can't find a second one!

In other words, if the two want to ensure foolproofness and capture feathery butterflies, Lingxian is an indispensable link!

Therefore, both talents wanted to take him away.

This made Ling Xianxing's eyes bright, and she knew that her opportunity was coming.

Obviously, the two are in a competitive relationship, and they are the kind of competition that can kill each other. This gave him the opportunity to touch the fish in muddy water.

Although the danger can be called chestnuts in the fire, but the feathered butterfly is too important to him.

Therefore, Ling Xian secretly figured out what to do in order to let herself win in disorder and leave safely.

As he calculated, the fighting between the two became more and more fierce, and the space smelled of gunpowder.

"Without further ado!"

The white-haired man sneered, and said, "I just ask you, this person, do you want to let him?"

"It goes without saying that even if you say 10,000 times, I only have one answer, don't let it!" The man in the black robe looked cold and determined.

If you do n’t know, they thought they were protecting Lingxian. But in fact, they regard him as a cargo, and they have no say.

This made Ling Xian feel angry, but he forcibly suppressed the anger without revealing it.

Because he intends to use the strength of the two to find the feathered butterfly first. After all, you can't see Feather Butterfly, everything is useless.

Therefore, Ling Xian secretly winked at stealing the world and let her leave for a while.

Afterwards, he smiled and said, "Both of them are resolute in their attitudes, and they can't contend for any results. It's better to win or lose with three moves. Whoever wins, I will follow whoever."

The words fell, and both frowned, looking at Ling Xian with a bit of coldness.

"Are you a divorce?" The white-haired man sneered.

Hearing that, Ling Xian smiled.

He did think so. Although the relationship between the two was obviously bad, he didn't mind adding another fire.

Right now, he is not panicked, and smiled lightly: "Does the relationship between the two of you need to be provoked by me? Moreover, isn't the confrontation the simplest and most intuitive way?"

Upon hearing that, the two frowned, but they had nothing to refute.

"This method is okay, so I will use three moves to decide whether to win or lose. Those who lose will automatically quit."

The man in the black robe turned his eyes to Lingxian, and said with a smile, "Also decide, you belong."

Attribution?

Ling Xian looked cold, knowing that he really regarded himself as a soft persimmon, but he didn't say anything.

Little can't bear to make a big deal, and after getting the Feather Butterfly, he will settle accounts with these two people!

"I have no opinion, come on, just try how much you have grown."

The white-haired man sneered, raising his hand was a blast with a palm, so powerful and shocking!

In this regard, the man in the black robe was not afraid, and the French and Indian were hard-hitting, and an extremely horrible wave broke out!

In a hurry, the void collapsed and the world was shocked!

Immediately afterwards, the two launched a second confrontation, which shocked everyone!

In the end, the two top-choice strong players confronted for the third time, and they broke out and shook ten parties.

"Pedals ..."

The white-haired man took three steps backwards, a little blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

On the other hand, the man in the black robe is as thick as a mountain, standing tall.

There is no need to say more about the outcome.

This made the white-haired man reluctant to face, but said nothing and turned away.

"Now you are my slave."

The man in the black robe smiled and looked at Ling Xian with disdain.