Hearing the words of the fairy island woman, Lin Yi had even more doubts in his heart.

Knowing his identity as a desolate person, this woman did not have the slightest hostility, but revealed a hint of protection, could it be that there is some conspiracy here?

This is not to blame Lin Yi for being too careful.

In the environment of Xiandao, surrounded by Lin Yi's enemies, he had to be extremely cautious and not make the slightest mistake.

Seeing the flickering of surprise in Lin Yi's eyes, the fairy island woman couldn't help but say lightly: "Haven't figured out where you have any flaws?"

Lin Yi was silent.

In the absence of knowing the enemy and the enemy, Lin Yi was reluctant to talk more.

"It's your accent! Although Honghuang and Xiandao share the same language, due to the great difference in geography, there are many differences in accents. Your Honghuang accent is too obvious!"

Lin Yi showed a sudden expression.

Careless!

Lin Yi considered many aspects, such as cultivation, appearance, and even the choice of exercises, but he only ignored this most ordinary language.

The most common details, but the most overlooked.

"Live quietly here for a while, figure out the customs and customs of Xiandao, and you can really integrate into this place without being discovered. Otherwise, if you go out like this, it's no different from sending you to death. ”

After the fairy island woman finished speaking, she waved at Lin Yi and said, "You find a place to sleep by yourself, this is my bed." ”

Lin Yi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly thought of a possibility, about the possibility of this woman's identity!

Hearing the slightly scolding words of the fairy island woman, Lin Yi didn't think it was a pestle, walked to the side slowly, found a chair and sat on it casually, and put the black sheath long sword on his knees.

The Immortal Island woman stared at Lin Yi and shook her head again and again, her eyes were quite disdainful, and she frowned and said, "Your cultivation is too low, how can the ninth layer of condensation qi survive in Immortal Island? No, no, you have to improve your strength quickly! If there is anything you don't understand in the cultivation path, you can ask me, do you know?"

Lin Yi touched his nose, his eyes were strange, and he nodded in response.

Seeing that Lin Yi was a little absent-minded, the fairy island woman couldn't help but have an angry face on her face, and with her bloodstained face, it looked even more terrifying.

"The monks of the flood desolation are all of this virtue now? The monks of the condensation are also so unsightly? If you don't know how to be humble and valley, you will never want to go too far on the way to cultivation!"

Lin Yi didn't care, and asked rhetorically, "You are also a Honghuang monk?"

"Huh...... If you want to survive here, forget your identity as a desolate wilderness!" The fairy island woman did not respond to Lin Yi directly, but smiled meaningfully.

Lin Yi is wary, and this fairy island woman is also wary.

There is not complete trust between the two sides.

The only thing Lin Yi has been recognized by this woman is the identity of Hong Huang, and this woman asked Lin Yi to put down the killing machine for the time being, because he vaguely guessed the identity of this woman.

However, this is all speculation and cannot be determined.

There are still many questions waiting for Lin Yi to dig out.

Even if this person was the person Lin Yi guessed in his heart, why did she come to Xiandao? When did she come to Xiandao? Why did she live here, what was her purpose? Who scratched her face?

Looking at this woman's vigilance, I am afraid that it is difficult to learn the truth from her mouth.

However, Lin Yi is not worried, he is about to live here for a while, familiarize himself with the accent and customs of Xiandao, and then set off.

Moreover, if this girl is really the person Lin Yi guessed in her heart, with her knowledge in Xiandao, as long as she gains her trust, Lin Yi will definitely get a lot of useful news.

Night falls.

Lin Yi held the black sheath long sword and leaned back on the seat, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

At the third watch, the fairy island woman quietly fell down from the wooden bed, staring at Lin Yi with a faint gaze, and after half a sound, it seemed to confirm that Lin Yi was asleep, and then quietly left.

Not long after the fairy island woman left, Lin Yi slowly opened her eyes, flashed a trace of doubt, and murmured, "What are you going to do so late?"

Lin Yi cultivated to be completely restrained, released the martial arts footwork, and dodged to follow.

Lin Yi confined the six senses, and only used the aura sense of the sword technique to hang the fairy island woman from afar.

Lin Yi's footwork did not use spiritual power, but the power of the stars, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy.

Under the cover of the night, Lin Yi hung from afar like a ghost, and the fairy island woman was unaware.

Seeing the figure of the fairy island woman, Lin Yi was even more confirmed in his heart.

In the Battle of the Hundred Clans, Lin Yi had fought with Feng Wangchen, and naturally remembered the Feng Clan's body style, this fairy island woman's body style was the same as Feng Wangchen's, and it was obviously the true inheritance of the Feng Clan.

"You can't be wrong, this woman should be the Wind Clan woman who took away the Chengying Sword a hundred years ago. Lin Yi secretly thought in her heart: "No wonder she heard my accent, she was so shaken, and even completely fell into a state of trance, and she was quite protective of me." ”

The Wind Clan woman kept galloping forward, seemingly extremely familiar with the surrounding terrain, and Lin Yi followed closely behind.

The two of them walked about a few miles away one after the other, and the Wind Clan woman suddenly paused, revealing a cautious look.

Lin Yi also found a stone at random and hid in the dark.

Now Lin Yi's six senses are confined, there is no spiritual power fluctuation, and the subtle way is to grasp the qi, blood and heartbeat, at the same time, the two qi of life and death are quietly transformed in the body, and the vitality dissipates, in the deep night, Lin Yi is like a human-shaped stone.

Not far ahead, there was a trace of an immortal island monk, there was the cultivation of Jindan Dacheng, and the target of the Feng woman was obviously this person.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the Wind Clan woman took advantage of this wind to quickly sneak towards the Immortal Island monk.

The fairy island monk seemed to be aware of this, and suddenly turned around, and saw a terrifying-looking woman with a murderous face, holding a bare sword hilt in her hand, slashing at him.

The Immortal Island monk let out a low roar, suddenly pulled out a long knife from his waist, and slashed forward.

Knife Drawing!

The speed was extremely fast, and the white light flashed, lighting up the night sky.

The breath of the Wind Clan woman was released, and the golden pill was complete!

The figure seemed to become hazy and indistinct in the breeze, but it was faster and faster, and the hilt of the sword in his hand was far away from the arm of the fairy island monk.

The hilt of the sword was still about four feet away from the arm of the fairy island monk, and the wind clan woman's move was a little strange, and a trace of mockery flashed in the fairy island monk's eyes.

But Lin Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could see more clearly.

The end of the hilt seemed to be empty, but the ground was strangely reflected in the appearance of a long sword, the body of the sword was about four feet five inches long, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

Chengying ...... Chengying!

Lin Yi muttered in his heart: "Sure enough, it is worthy of the Shadow Sword, it seems to be invisible, but it is tangible!"

It is at night that light and darkness alternate to create a shadow on the ground.

If it were daylight, or if it was complete darkness, there would be no flaws in the Shadow Bearer Sword.

It is difficult for a monk who faces this sword for the first time to escape the attack of the Shadow Sword!

Any one of the Eight Desolate Famous Swords has an unpredictable power!