Panguan

Bu Ning straightened up and said with a sigh, "My junior looks cold... deep down he's crazy."

He was about to place the fourth formation stone, but he paused halfway and turned his head to look outside the door.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Biling asked.

But before Bu Ning could answer, she knew the reason—there seemed to be movement on the mountainside.

Songyun Mountain at night is strangely quiet, and the sound from hundreds of meters away, as long as you don't restrain yourself deliberately, it's as close as you can get.

After all, Bu Ning's array of stones was still not finished, and he hurried down the mountain road with Zhang Biling.

They were in too much of a hurry to know. Not long after the door closed, Wen Shi, who had been sleeping on the couch for three days, suddenly opened his eyes.

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When Bu Ning and Zhang Biling descended to the mountainside, they saw the fine cracks on the wall at a glance, as if they had suffered a heavy blow.

Not surprisingly, this is the source of the voice just now.

"Someone is going up the mountain?!" Zhang Biling's first reaction was this, and he suddenly turned around and looked around.

Before she found any traces, Bu Ning said, "It wasn't done outside the house."

"Isn't it outside the house? Could it be..." Zhang Biling stared at the room and murmured, "Is it made in the house?"

When they opened the door and entered the house, they found that the damage inside was more serious. There was a depression, and dense cracks extended from there to all sides.

It was really made in the house.

But there were only two people in this room before——

Zhang Yalin was tortured miserably by the ancestors of the Zhang family, so far it is hard to say whether he is alive or dead, lying there like a piece of rotten wood in the shape of a human being, even the vitality is barely noticeable, so there must be no traces like this.

Then only Xia Qiao is left...

But Xia Qiao has always been timid and weak, whether it is Shen Qiao's ability or Wen Shi's ability, he has not learned a single bit. To create a crack of this magnitude, he would probably have to break a bunch of bones first.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xu briefly took control of his body, and looked towards the bed where Xia Qiao was.

I saw the person who was sleeping curled up facing the door before, but I didn't know when they changed their direction, and they were facing them with their foreheads against the wall, curled up inside.

You could see by the lights in the room that he was shaking.

I don't know if it's scary or painful...

"Before he turned back and forth several times, and kept talking, he looked like he was about to wake up." Zhang Biling stared at the person on the bed, paused and said, "I don't know if it's because of the shadow or something, I feel that he It seems to have grown a little taller, and her hair is also darker than before..."

When she said this, Zhou Xu also felt——

Seen from behind, Xia Qiao was subtly different from what he remembered.

"You said he kept talking, what did he say?" Zhou Xu asked Zhang Biling.

"It's too vague, I can't hear clearly. It seems that I called you Grandpa and Brother, and then the tone changed, so I couldn't understand what I was talking about."

Zhou Xu walked to the side of the couch, and vaguely saw the profile of the man, it was indeed Xia Qiao. He closed his eyes and frowned, as if he was trapped in a chaotic dream, and he seemed to be enduring some kind of pain that he couldn't shake off.

Seeing that he was shaking so badly, Zhou Xu finally couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pushed him, calling out, "Xia Qiao? Xia Qiao, you—"

"roll!"

A hoarse voice sounded low.

Zhou Xu only had time to see the curled up Xia Qiao raise his hand before Bu Ning took the main seat.

In the next moment, he turned sideways and quickly took two steps back.

As soon as he stood still, he heard a loud noise in the room.

Xia Qiao's throwing hand seemed to have a wind blade, and it crashed over the wooden table and the wall, leaving a deep ditch.

If this falls on a human body, the bones will already come out.

Zhou Xu looked at the deep ditch, then at Xia Qiao who was still curled up and trembling on the bed, and was stunned: "I'm stunned, what's going on with him?"

Chapter 105 Xia Qiao

Zhang Biling also had a look of surprise and uncertainty: "This..."

"Is this still Xiaoxia?" She looked at Zhou Xu and asked softly.

"You ask me who do I ask?" Zhou Xu was so dazed that he almost didn't realize it, he was dazed for two seconds before he said "Oh", honestly giving up the main seat to Bu Ning.

In fact, Bu Ning was also a little hesitant.

He stared at Xia Qiao's back, especially the shoulder for a long time, and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong, Patriarch?" Seeing his expression change, Zhang Biling couldn't help asking, "Did you find any problems?"

Bu Ning came back to his senses, shook his head, "It's nothing, I just feel a little familiar..."

But for a while, he couldn't tell where this sense of familiarity came from.

It wasn't until Bu Ning got near the bed that he suddenly remembered that this figure from the back was a bit like Wen Shi, like Wen Shi when he was fifteen or sixteen years old.

And in just these few steps, Xia Qiao's back figure seemed to have changed again, a little taller, and somewhat more similar to Wen Shi.

Previously, in the cage that encloses the entire Songyun Mountain, Bu Ning was the leader of the formation that closed the mountain, and he knew everything in the formation, so he sensed a part of the memory recovered when he heard about it.

He knew that Xia Qiao was Wen Shi's puppet, and he was released before the raw body was transformed into a cage, and walked out of the sealed place on his behalf, just to make Chen feel at ease.

Bu Ning actually had doubts before, because the Xia Qiao he saw was thin and weak, and he was very different from Wen Shi, and he couldn't find a few similarities, how could he deceive Chen?

Now he understands.

That

The thin and vulnerable Xia Qiao may not be the real one, but this one is now.