"Who is Eternal Mountain and River?" Fu Qingxuan frowned.

Of course, it is impossible for her to have heard of people who have returned to the spiritual realm for more than 20 years. When Shanhe Yongshou was working in the Taiyi Sect, Fu Qingxuan was still a kindergarten student with shofar braids and a little red schoolbag.

"It's mountains and rivers that last forever." Fu Qingyang corrected.

Elder Gao Feng also looked at Hong Ying, who had become a spiritual practitioner in the past ten years.

Elder Hongying still stared at the old face in the distance, with shock, bewilderment, and disbelief on his face. After several seconds, he took a deep breath and said:

"He is an elder of the Taiyi Sect. He has very old qualifications. He was a spiritual practitioner in the late Republic of China, but he returned to the spiritual realm more than 20 years ago."

The great protector of Dark Night Rose turned out to be the former elder of Taiyi Sect? Yin Ji and the others had weird faces.

For them, this message is a bit difficult to digest.

"Return to the Spiritual Realm." Fu Qingyang said coldly: "The elders of the Taiyi Sect who returned to the Spiritual Realm became the great protector of Dark Ye Rose? Did they return to the Spiritual Realm, or did they betray the Taiyi Sect?"

Hearing this, everyone present looked at Elder Hongying in unison.

The woman who still had her charm smiled wryly: "This is exactly what shocked me."

Fu Qingyang nodded and said nothing more.

As a scout, he could judge whether Elder Hongying was telling the truth or a lie, not to mention that there was a demigod-level scout by his side.

No one can lie in front of the Marshal.

"Do the other two know each other? It's official?" Fu Qingxuan looked at her younger brother.

She doesn't seem to know what the official elders look like, of course, the marshal is busy reading comics every day, just chocolate beans, how can he have time to understand the rabble of official elders.

Fu Qingyang didn't respond. He walked to the middle-aged man and the middle-aged woman's corpse, checked for a while, and after confirming that there were no disguise items, he shook his head and said:

"They are not official masters, but after confirming their appearance, it is not difficult to check their identity."

Just as I was talking, the attics, shops, and streets of the ghost town began to become transparent, like a fading mirage.

"The ghost town is going to leave at night." Fu Qingxuan said, "I'm going to return to reality."

This item is about to leave, and the master behind it is calling for it.

"Cousin, is there no way to stop it?" Zhang Yuanqing said hastily.

cousin? Mr. Qian, the iceberg beauty, showed a look of astonishment.

The others were also taken aback.

What made them even more unbelievable was that the marshal did not correct Yuanshi Tianzun's title, and shook his head slightly:

"Scouts don't have this ability."

Fu Qingyang looked at his confidant subordinates with a cold face, thinking about how many times he had bowed to him.

Fu Qingxuan is not a good-tempered woman.

The "virtualization" of the ghost town is accelerating, and the outline of the real world begins to appear, like two overlapping paintings.

A few seconds later, the loud voices of people and the slight noise of motor vehicles on the road reached the ears, and the ghost town disappeared completely, and they appeared in the middle of the road. JrNovels.com