The white fox ran all the way with the bare son on his back. He passed through the cliffs and rocks, ran along the river to the upstream, and then stopped and re-attached Feng Zhaoyuan's body.

Feng Zhaoyuan moved slightly, and blood oozed out of the wound.

Barbarian tore open the corner of his clothes, soaked it in the river water, wringed it dry, and carefully wiped the sweat beads from Feng Zhaoyuan's forehead.

The river water flows out from the cracks of the towering cliffs opposite. It should be formed by the confluence of mountain streams. The river water is deep and clear, flowing quietly through the piles of rocks and gurgling. The banks are covered with tall weeds and covered by many trees. The sloping river bank is covered with tall fir trees, and the crisp sound of birds is coming from the deep forest.

While using the magic trick of the dead wood Fengchun, Fengshu healed his injuries, he looked around. The most urgent task is to find a safe hiding place and restore combat capabilities as much as possible before the other party finds himself.

The Thousand-year-old White Fox said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, the bullet did not hit the center, and it can be treated with the Dead Wood Fenchun Magic. The boy Hawkeye is so despicable."

Feng Zhaoyuan looked depressed: "The killer probably only has the benefit in his heart. I am the one who misjudged the person, and I should have paid the price for my wrong judgment."

Baizi said anxiously: "Shouhara, stop talking about these things, they will find this place soon. Let's find a temporarily safe place to hide."

Feng Zhaoyuan nodded. Judging from the surrounding environment, the dense fir trees on the riverside seemed to be the only choice.

The fir trees here are tall and straight, and their open branches and leaves cover the sky. The light in the forest is dim, and the two of them step on the thick fallen leaves, making rustling sounds. Hundreds of seabirds gather among the dense branches, flapping their wings and chirping, staring at them curiously, without fear.

Huinehara sighed: "Just here, they must be more familiar with this island than us. No matter where they hide, they will be found sooner or later."

He remotely controlled the Samadhi True Fire and summoned Ding Dong, but now it is too late to break the crystal.

The bareson pondered for a moment, picked up the wind and shining the earth, and jumped onto a sturdy giant fir. The seabird resting among the branches and leaves flew away in fright, drew a beautiful arc in the dark forest.

Feng Zhaohara sat cross-legged on the tree. She closed her eyes and used the magic of the dead tree spring. Circles of silver lights surrounded him and flashed up and down. The wound healed little by little, and the blood had completely stopped.

The thick branches and leaves blocked Feng Zhaoyuan's body. This time he suffered too much injuries. Although the epidermal skin was slowly scabbed, the internal organ injuries were difficult to recover in less than a few hours.

Baekson quietly jumped down the fir tree and carefully looked at the fallen leaves on the ground along the way to avoid footprints being found by the other party. Then she jumped onto a fir tree and jumped all the way back from between the trees. Finally, she stayed opposite the tree where Fengzhaoyuan was hiding. She had made up her mind that once the other party found this place, she would be able to expose her figure and lead them away. Buy more time for Fengzhaoyuan to heal.

The sky became darker and darker, and the dark night seemed to drip from the branches and leaves. The surroundings were quiet, and the flock of birds flew back to the nest, with only one or two wild doves curled up on the branches and shouting "brokenly".

About an hour later, a slight sound of footsteps came from a distance.

Biko's heart suddenly sank, she looked up at Feng Zhaoyuan, and a look of sadness appeared between her eyebrows.

A black shadow appeared and walked carefully around the bushes, walking around the bushes while walking, looking around, getting closer and closer to the tree Feng Zhaoyuan was hiding.

Less than five meters later, the bare son suddenly appeared and ran towards the distance.

The man caught up with the bird's eyes and immediately chased after him. His speed was amazing, and several ups and downs had already forced the bird's heart behind him.

Bizi suddenly used the secret technique of assimilation of a different body and penetrated into a thick trunk of a fir tree. After a while, she appeared again and deliberately led the other party to circle around like a trap. Until he went deep into the jungle, Bizi turned around suddenly, and dozens of fine silver lights shot out from her fingers.

After the visitor flashed to the tree, the silver needle penetrated the tree trunk silently. The boy formed the secret technique of snow cranes, and hundreds of snow cranes flew out and rushed towards the visitor.

"I am a Shihu!"

The man saw Xuehe, a look of joy flashed in his eyes, and hurriedly lowered his voice.

The bareson was slightly stunned. The Shihu walked out from behind the tree calmly, frowned and asked, "Where is Feng Zhaoyuan?"

"He hid in a place to heal his wounds."

The horseman whispered, and finally let go of his heart. Since Shihu was injured by Hawkeye and the others, he should not be his enemy.

Shihu nodded: "Take me there!"

The barbarian hesitated for a moment, and Shihu said anxiously: "I am his master's best friend for many years and will not hurt him!"

Biko looked at him in confusion, Shihu smiled, his face muscles suddenly twisted into a ball, and then stretched again. A silver-haired old man appeared in front of Biko's eyes.

"I am a real Shihu, one of the founders of the Secret Society."

Shihu said in a deep voice: "Take me to find Feng Zhaoyuan. If the other party finds him first, the consequences will be unimaginable."

The bird's heart was shocked, and finally stopped hesitating, leading Shihu back to the original path. Although she could not be sure of Shihu's true identity, she believed that the other party was definitely not the one who was in the hands of God.

A few minutes later, the two arrived at the place where Fengzhaozhu was hiding.

A tall black shadow was standing under the tree, staring at Feng Zhaoyuan above, his eyes constantly changing.

It's better to kill him!

A sudden thought flashed through the black shadow's mind. According to his estimate, Fa Zhuangqing was not the opponent of the masked man, and Kunlan defected to the other party, and the situation was obviously very bad. If Fa Zhuangqing died at the other party's hands, then a seriously injured Feng Zhaohara could not fight the masked man at all.

It would be better to kill Fengzhaohara and use his head as a gift to the man who surrendered to the masked man.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was no different from the men under Fa Zhuangqing and the men under the masked man. Anyway, he could always get his own benefits.

"Yagai!"

Baekson saw him from afar.

A hint of disappointment appeared in Yagai's eyes, and the opportunity was fleeting, and now he could only stand on Fengzhaohara's side.

"You escaped, too?"

Shihu stared at Yagai alertly.

Yagai nodded: "The current form is not good. Fa Zhuangqing is fighting fiercely with a man wearing a mask, but the result is not very optimistic. The other masters of secret arts are dead, and Kunlan has completely defected to the other party."

"It was the masked man who killed Xianglong."

The tiger said in a trembling voice.

Suddenly, a slight sound of wind came from above the head. The wind Zhaoyuan had already jumped down. His beauty was still pale, but the skin on the wound was as intact as before. No scars were seen.

Baekson rushed over in surprise: "Tahara, has your injuries recovered?"

Feng Zhaohara shook her head: "The internal injuries caused by the bullet will not be cured in a few hours. With my current state, I can only exert half of my strength."

He turned his head to Shihu and said, "I heard you just now that Master Xianglong died at the hands of a masked man?"

Shihu nodded heavily; "About two months ago, I went to Greece to visit Xianglong. Unexpectedly, he was fighting fiercely with people. At that time, I was standing on the boat and looking over from afar. On the cliff, a man wearing a mask danced with his hands, and then Xianglong was sucked into the air and suddenly disappeared. A few seconds later, Xianglong reappeared again, and at this time he was already an unrecognizable corpse."

His eyes showed a sad look: "When I arrived at the cliff, the masked man had already left. I never dreamed that with Xianglong's strength, he would be shot dead. Later, I found that someone invited secret techniques and masters from all over the world to Panya Island under the name of the Secret and Different abilities. I felt that this must be secretly related to Xianglong's death. Therefore, I used the Secret and changed my appearance and came to Panya Island. In order to warn the experts who came to participate, I deliberately disguised myself as Xianglong, jumped off the cliff and committed suicide, and then sneaked back from the sea. The purpose was to let everyone understand that this Secret and Different Technique was a fake."

Huozawa asked puzzledly: "Then can't you tell us directly?"

Yagai said lightly: "Of course not. On the one hand, if he tells everyone the truth, others may not believe it. People are always willing to believe what they have seen with their own eyes, although this may not be true. On the other hand, once Master Shihu reveals his identity, he may be the first to be killed. Master Shihu is as powerful as Master Xianglong, and he should not be the opponent of the masked man. Master Shihu is afraid that he wants to avenge Xianglong, so he does not want to reveal his identity for the time being."

Shihu looked at Yagai in surprise: "You are right. When I discovered the crystals of the alien dimensions around Panya Island, I am sure that the landlord behind this competition was the masked man, so I cannot reveal my identity. Judging from the fierce battle between Xianglong and the masked man at that time, the other party used the crystals of the alien dimensions, sucked Xianglong into the world of the alien dimensions, and then spit out the corpse. Therefore, Xianglong's corpse was beyond recognition and terrible."

Zhuozi frowned and said, "But since Master Shihu, you have changed your appearance and want to hide your identity, but you claim to be Shihu, isn't it a bit contradictory?"

Yagai smiled coldly: "This is exactly the cleverness of Master Shihu. The masked man used the name of the Secret Association, and of course he estimated that Master Shihu would come to check the truth. Therefore, everyone who came to the island would have a background information carefully checked by the other party. The real Master Shihu should be disguised in anonymous name. I'm afraid the masked man thought so. So everyone with an uncertain identity would be suspected to be a Shihu. On the contrary, people with real names of Shihu and different appearances would be regarded as a liar."

Feng Zhaoyuan nodded in admiration: "This is a psychological game, if it is virtual, it is real, and if it is real, it is virtual. No wonder, with the experience of the respected general, I thought that Master Shihu was not himself."

Two rays of light suddenly shot out from Shihu's eyes and stared at Yagai: "Who is your lord? The name Yagai is probably not your real name, right?"

Yagai shrugged, turned around, turned his back to everyone, and formed a secret surgical handprint with both hands. When he turned around, Fengzawahara shouted in surprise: "Lanceruo, it's you!"

"Yes, it's me."

Lance Ruo said calmly: "Now you should trust me without reservation."

Feng Zhaoyuan murmured: "I should have thought of this kind of secret art master event, why would the General Security Administration not send people to attend?"

Lance Ruo looked at Feng Zhaohara with a smile: "What should I call you, a defected member of the General Security Administration?"

Feng Zhaoyuan smiled bitterly. No wonder Yagai had a thorough insight into his mind based on Shihu's words, and only a psychology master like Lance Ruo could do it.

Lance Ruo said again: "Don't worry, with your current strength, even if the Discipline Execution Team of the General Security Administration knows your existence, they will have no choice but to do anything to you. However, the Discipline Execution Team will send a squad of ten people and three hundred special forces soldiers to quickly arrive at Panya Island."

Without waiting for Feng Zhaoyuan's answer, Lance Ruo said: "Don't worry, they are not here to deal with you. In addition, the United Nations Security Administration has requested the Thai government to dispatch a nuclear submarine to assist in the war through diplomatic channels."

Feng Zhaoyuan was stunned: "It's unlikely that the General Security Administration will actually dispatch nuclear submarines to deal with a masked man?"

Lance Ruo smiled mysteriously: "The goal of the operation is terrorists led by masked men. Do you understand? During the days on the island, we have enough reason to believe that masked men are related to Al Qaeda in Laden. Governments of various countries have always spared no effort to combat terrorists."

"Is the masked man a member of Al Qaeda?"

The Shihu looked shocked.

Lance Ruo smiled but refused to answer. Huine Nakahara and Baiko had already understood that this was just a charge that Lance Ruo deliberately took the masked man on the head. However, in order to escape from Wanya Island, this was a last resort.

Baizi asked, "When will the rescue troops arrive?"

Lance Ruo looked at his watch: "I just called for help, and they will arrive in about nine hours. Even with the alien crystallization of blocking Panya Island, I believe that I can't withstand the fierce artillery fire of nuclear submarines."

Feng Zhaoyuan suddenly said, "Congratulations. It seems that you have advanced step by step in the General Administration of Security and are very influential."

Baizi immediately understood what Feng Zhaoyuan meant. The General Administration of Security must have done a lot now when he could use a nuclear submarine with just one phone call.

A hint of pride flashed in Lancero's eyes: "I am now a popular candidate for the next deputy director of the General Security Administration."

Feng Zhaohara was shocked, but she didn't expect that Lance Ruo could climb so fast.

"We're going to last nine hours."

Lance Ruo said in a deep voice: "Now everything depends on Fa Zhuangqing. If she dies, we will die without a doubt. If she talks, if she has to fight the other party, Feng Zhaoyuan, you and her team up to deal with the masked man, Master Shihu will deal with Kunlan, Mirton will hand it over to me, and Bachelor will deal with the injured Hawkeye."

Several people couldn't help but feel heavy. Even according to Lance Ruo's idea, this battle would have lost more than winning, not to mention that Fa Zhuangqing was still alive and dead.

"Ding Dong!"

A strange face suddenly appeared in front of him. At this moment, the guy's voice seemed extremely beautiful in Feng Zhaoyuan's ears.

"How do you hide in this place where birds don't poop? Play hide-and-seek with me?"

Ding Dong lay on the wind on his shoulders and shouted with fingers and fingers.
To be continued...