An hour later, Ling Luoyu suddenly stopped.

The people on the left and right noticed something was wrong and hurriedly pulled back.

"what happened?"

"Did you find it?"

Ling Luoyu's torch drew a circle in the air, pointing in the direction of Feng Chenglin: "Don't you feel it?"

feel?

What do you feel?

Fengchenglin and Dingmiao's attention was placed under their feet, for fear that they would miss a trace of clues, and there would be no thoughts.

"Wind, there is no wind..."

Ling Luoyu's torch shook again.

Only then did the two realize that the flame went straight up, without shaking at all.

"On the way we were walking, the wind came from Fatty, but now there is no wind... There must be something!"

Ling Luoyu turned and looked behind him, her eyebrows sinking slightly.

"If you think about it carefully, can you find anything unusual?"

"Humidity..." Dingmiao took a deep breath: "It doesn't seem to be as humid as before."

Just now in the swamp, everything was slimy, and even the hair became strands.

Today, although their feet are still muddy, the air clearly feels much drier in their breath.

Feng Chenglin suddenly said, "Are we going out of the swamp?"

But looking around, there is still marshland, it makes no difference.

"Perhaps, we missed something..." Ling Luoyu held the torch and walked along the road.

Feng Chenglin is a little bit painful: "Let's just go straight on, if we don't, why bother to come back again?"

"It's the place where the two formations meet..." Dingmiao suddenly took a breath, and chased Ling Luoyu: "I see, you suspect that we have entered another formation from one formation..."

"Formation?" Feng Chenglin was stunned for a moment: "Aren't we in the space?"

In the space, is there still a Mao's pressure arrangement?

Your real Changyang person is really idle!

"Space is space, and formations are formations... Arrays can also be deployed in space. There is no conflict between the two!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

He also knows that there is no conflict, but he thinks Changyang Real Person is really boring.

In my own space, I still have to come up with a formation, I don't know what I want to do!

Ling Luoyu stood still and looked down, "We don't know what the real person means or what is going on right now, but what Dingmiao said is exactly what I suspect!"

On the surface, where they were, it was no different from the marshland just now.

Except that the wind suddenly disappeared.

But this sudden change may be the key.

It is also the key for them to get rid of the current dilemma!

Because a good space will never become two different worlds.

Unless, someone deliberately cut this space.

For such things, Dingmiao is an expert. He took the lead, using torches as a benchmark, and quickly stepped forward.

When the torch "hooted" and was crooked by the wind, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

"right here!"

Feng Chenglin came with interest and rushed over: "found it?"

The sudden wind made the air a lot more comfortable.

"It really is"

Haha smiling, he takes a step back

The wind stopped abruptly.

"interesting"

Before and after a while, he advances and retreats, feeling the changes in the wind.

"What's this special?"

Hell, it seems incredible.