Man Shanhong is now the leader of the team, because she has money, or she has the elixir to order Zhang Yingchun, and she also relies on her appearance and abundance to order the moon ring.

"Let's go check the direction he's left in first. "Man Shanhong wants to find out where the enemy is going, whether it is a momentary trick or a purposeful destruction, which is very important to the strategy adopted by the sect.

"Okay, this is the center, if you don't find it over there, let's come back!" Zhang Yingchun took out a few cylindrical paper balls, stimulated them, and then suspended them in the depths of the branches.

These paper cylinders, although they can only be held for a few days, are enough for a few people.

Because they wanted to find traces, the three of them did not walk fast, and at night, they only searched a distance of five miles.

There are many traces that are not deliberately hidden here, and you can even see the traces under your feet are small and exquisite.

"This is the mark left by the target, how does it look like a child's trace?" said the moon as he measured the distance and size of the trace.

"Isn't this good, this is the first complete trace we have found?" Man Shanhong did not dare to confirm.

"I guess it's going to be when I'm searching around, maybe there are children from the surrounding mountain villages coming here to work......"

The search continued, and the red god couldn't help expanding, looking for every clue, and the results were not optimistic, could she count on Yuehuan or Zhang Yingchun?

"How's it going?

"No, it's strange, there is only this one of the marks around, as if it will be left when the vitality is out of control!"

"Are there any other traces?"

"Yes, over there!" Zhang Yingchun pointed in a direction and led the two of them over.

Following the trail, a rock was found, and the ground under the stone had been dug into a nest, which was supposed to be a place for nearby villagers to rest.

Man Shanhong's face changed, because a broken knuckle stick was found here, and there were faint patterns on the half-foot-long wreckage, and more importantly, she found a few sword marks, familiar sword marks.

Do monks exterminate human surnames? No.

Do monks ignore family affection? No.

At least Man Shanhong is not such a person, and he made a bounty to find Man Shanqing, just because they are a fellow mother!

Growing up with Man Shanqing since childhood, practicing together, and being particularly proficient in his fighting style, how can he not recognize that this is his brother's fighting style.

"This is **Siyu Aochunjiao;This is Feiyan Qingdu Rainbow Bridge......" Manshanhong's eyes were moist, his emotions couldn't be controlled, and he choked up.

"What's wrong?" Moon Ring naturally didn't understand what the notch on the rock here meant.

"This is the trace left by my younger brother, and this bone-like thing should be the Demon Dao's alchemy pile, which is specially used to arrange the talisman array. Man Shanhong wiped his eyes, although the tears couldn't be stopped, but the emotional anger made the two feel it very clearly.

The sound of her gritting teeth made Zhang Yingchun grin and avoid it.

"Could it be that Man Shanqing has always been nearby?" asked Yuehuan in surprise.

"How can you be sure that this is a magic weapon of the Demon Dao? The bones are too broken. Zhang Yingchun said pretentiously.

"Maybe, I don't know what happened at the scene, but it's true that this is a sword mark left by my brother. "Man Shanhong would never have imagined that this was the trace left by Zhang Yingchun to the paper man, and her mother's compatriot, Man Shanqing, whose soul imprint was copied, has now become a thug!

"Are you saying that the traces here were left by a battle, and the battle that took place was between a mountain of green and a monk of the Demon Dao?" Zhang Yingchun asked in surprise.

"I can't say if it was left by the battle, but I am sure that these sword marks were left by him, and these marks are the habits left by his usual use of weapons, and we are all too familiar with them. Man Shanhong said with great certainty.

"No, if your sword light is torn, it won't leave such a simple trace. Of course, Zhang Yingchun has to interrupt, and things must move in the direction he wants.

"This is the node of the rune array, and it has vitality protection, so it is normal to leave only this section. Man Shanhong's mood calmed down a little, and he tried to calm his breathing.

"There's a white shard that doesn't look like yours!" Moon Ring found traces on the side, a deliberate shard.

"Well, it's different! It's like bones?"

It looks a little rounder and a little more crystalline, as if it was carved out of jade. The moon ring was clamped with a twig and looked at it carefully.

For a rookie like him, every Demon Dao Monk is terrifying.

"Yes, if it is really a Demon Dao disciple, then this should be a fragment left by the Demon Dao magic weapon, but there are not many traces left on the ground!" Zhang Yingchun said very professionally.

"yes, the ground around it is so clean that there aren't even a few miscellaneous trees!" the moon ring propped open the ground, revealing a crumbling clump of roots, presumably traces from the battle.

Man Shanhong also pushed aside the ground, and also found a lot of fine wood chips, and the depth of the ground was affected, even more than one meter.

If it weren't for the vitality, there would never be such broken wood chips, still buried in the ground.

Perhaps, without evidence of key surnames, it is difficult to draw conclusions.

"One thing is certain, there is indeed a battle here!" Moon Ring affirmed.

Zhang Yingchun spent more than 40 hours in order to arrange the scene, the purpose was to talk and rest, to cover up, and to do it intentionally!

"It's too weird, if it's a battle, with the vastness of sword cultivation and the mystery of the demon path, there should be violent fluctuations in vitality, and no one has found out?"

"Even if someone finds out, they won't come close!" Moon Ring said. Less than five miles away, on the extension of the valley, there is a village, and you can see the smoke from the cooking.

"Where did the traces lead?" Man Shanhong focused on the direction of the enemy, while Zhang Yingchun pointed in the direction of the mountains and forests.

Man Shanhong ran over first, and the things arranged by Zhang Yingchun were hidden over there!

"Hmm, there's something in the East Tibetan Province in the cracks of the rocks. The speed of Man Shanhong was fast, but she did not delay her careful scanning of the surrounding environment, and in the face of the traces left by her brother, she magnified the acuity of her soul to a surprising degree, so in the process of running, she still saw a scene here.

The flying sword appeared, with a little distorted brilliance, and the red traces were like a ribbon brushing through, making Zhang Yingchun sideways and move away from the distance of twenty meters.

Yuehuan was also taken aback: "Don't be impulsive!"

He also thought that Man Shanhong was going to unload the mill and kill the donkey, cross the river and tear down the bridge!

"Look at the way you look, am I that kind of person?" Man Shanhong made it for the two of them, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Can you not be nervous, the flying sword is no joke. "It makes sense that the Moon Ring is nervous, among the monks, the attack power of the sword cultivator is the strongest.

Zhang Yingchun's heart is tight, this woman's strength is so strong, the red light on the flying sword is like a fire, and the heat alone spreads, and the mountain red can control the heat of the flying sword in the palm of his hand, it seems that it is not much worse than Lou Fei's shock!

Sure enough, he is a child of a big faction, and he has such a strong cultivation.

Inside the crevice of the rock is a fanny pack, which looks relatively old and crudely handmade, and looks like it was made by a man.

"No, what is this?" Man Shanhong opened his fanny pack and poured out a large pile of things from it, most of which were broken utensils, including two purple bottles.

Zhang Yingchun used the method as soon as possible, grabbed the bottle in his hand from such a distance, and saw the somewhat puzzled faces of Yuehuan and Man Shanhong, and laughed dryly: "The rules of the rivers and lakes, let's divide half of the meeting!"

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