Looking at the fist swinging towards her, she glanced at it with a cold look in her eyes, and a cold smile spread across her lips: "I have always been the only one who judges whether others are qualified, but no one has ever dared to judge whether I am qualified. Fighting with me? You are far from qualified."
As soon as she finished speaking, a silver needle popped out from her hand and shot into the acupuncture point on the middle-aged man's body with a whoosh. Just one needle made him fall down with a bang.
The others were startled and were about to step forward when they heard Fengjiu's voice.
"Don't you want to go in? I'll let you in." As soon as she finished speaking, she looked at Du Fan standing beside her and said, "Throw the person in for me."
"Yes." Du Fan responded, picked up the person lying on the ground and rushed towards the mountain. The people behind him saw this and stared at Feng Jiu with frowns and unfriendly expressions.
After about an incense stick of time, Du Fan came out. However, he looked a little strange at this time. He came in front of Feng Jiu, bowed and said, "Master, the person has been thrown in." Then, he stood behind her in a proper manner.
Feng Jiu looked at them and said, "You can go in too." After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, and Du Fan followed behind her.
Seeing this, Xiang Hua glanced at them, shook his head, and hurriedly followed Feng Jiu away.
When the twenty people saw this, their faces darkened: "He's just a kid, how arrogant!"
"We are asked to follow such a person? It is totally unreasonable."
"Let's go!"
As they talked, they turned around and headed up the mountain. They had never intended to follow this young man they had just met, and now they felt that he was not worthy of following them.
As the sky gradually darkened, the sound of insects chirping could be heard faintly from the woods and grass. When the twenty people reached the top of the mountain and walked along the road inside, a gust of night wind blew, giving them goose bumps all over their bodies.
"Why is it colder on this mountain than at the foot of the mountain?"
"Yeah, I felt that too. There was a weird cold breeze blowing."
"Wasn't Aqiang thrown in? Why is there no one here?"
"No, why can't we hear any voices from their group in here? Hundreds of people coming in shouldn't be so quiet without making any noise, right?"
The group walked inside and talked, but then they found themselves back to where they started after walking around.
"Is there a formation in here? We actually got out. Where's Xiaolin? He understands the formation. Let him lead the way." Someone shouted. Looking back, I saw a man in his thirties in the middle being pushed up.
"This formation is a bit strange! I feel a little uncertain when I walk in it, as if the route will change." He said, a little hesitant, but was pushed by the crowd, so he had no choice but to lead the way.
However, after walking around and coming to the place with heavier fog, he said, "The fog ahead is heavier and it's getting dark. You guys should follow closely and don't get separated."
He didn't look back, so he didn't know that the number of people behind him was decreasing, but the footsteps were still so numerous...
"Why does it seem like there's no end in here? I've been walking for so long but still can't get out of this formation. It doesn't seem like an ordinary maze formation!"