Chapter 142: The Onmyoji of the Fujiwara Family

Ye Qianxun looked at the two of them, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and the Spirit Sword flew back into her hand. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoIt turns out that this is the Onmyoji of the Sunset Country, who is revered as a god! Just now, I was negligent, and I didn't even notice the approach of these two people.

"It was discovered, this chick doesn't seem to be weak, no wonder she caught a thousand-year-old snow deer. A man in his twenties, with black hair hanging down and slender eyebrows, said, his eyes unscrupulously looking at Ye Qianxun.

An older man followed, and after glancing at Ye Qianxun and Fu Zhengnan, he stroked his long beard and laughed, "Today's harvest is good, but it's a pity that these two people only have military general cultivation, which is far worse than those people just now." ”

Both men wore black top hats, white robes, and held yellowed folding fans with strange symbols painted on the surface.

And the folding fan that was smashed by the Spirit Sword before, after a few flashes of light, it automatically closed and flew back to the master's hand as before.

Ye Qianxun and Fu Zhengnan all looked at these two onmyoji with vigilant expressions, but they were good, they actually chatted with no one in their eyes, and they didn't seem to take their opponents in their eyes at all.

"Fujiwara-sama, are you sure you want to send these two into the primordial reincarnation system?" asked the young onmyoji with some surprise.

"What, does Yi Kazu-kun think there's anything wrong?" said the onmyoji, who was called Fujiwara Ryohei, raised his eyebrows.

"No, no, I just think that in order to catch two people below the Martial God level, using the system is too trivial, besides, don't you think it's too wasteful?" Fujiwara Yihe looked Ye Qianxun up and down, and said meaningfully.

Fujiwara Ryohei was woken up by a sentence, and the two looked at Ye Qianxun in unison, and after a while, they looked at each other and laughed.

Ye Qianxun was very uncomfortable by the two of them, and even Fu Zhengnan on the side frowned slightly.

Just as the two were talking and laughing, suddenly two shiny blade-like things galloped in, and suddenly, they shot into Fujiwara Yukazu's eyes with unmistakable accuracy.

"Ahh

"You...... Do you know who we are and what kind of place we are?!" Fujiwara Ryohei shouted angrily.

"It doesn't matter who you are, if you dare to fight Qianxun's idea, just, deserve, die!"

The space near Ye Qianxun fluctuated, revealing a flame-wrapped tyrannosaurus figure, which was the source!

"Damn, a spirit pet dares to be so presumptuous!" Fujiwara Ryohei's eyes grew angry, and his hands quickly pinched the spell, and a string of strange spells came out of his mouth.

A huge grimace instantly appeared in front of him, and flew towards the source with a strange laugh.

Yuan gently fanned the wings of fire a few times, and dozens of red, hot meteorite projectiles shot towards the grimace like meteors.

As soon as the "hiss-hiss" grimace came into contact with the meteorite bomb, it let out a terrible scream, and the white eyes on his face became frightened, and his mouth opened wide, like a ghost who had just crawled out of the River Styx and was suddenly hit and sunk.

"Huh!" Grimace shouted, and in an instant it turned into a black grain of rice and disappeared into thin air.

Fujiwara Ryohei was shocked, his lips moved slightly, as if he was discussing countermeasures with Fujiwara and Transson.

However, before they could make any more moves, the two flying swords galloped away with two strong winds, and they rushed in front of the two onmyoji at once.

Fujiwara Ryohei and Fujiwara Yukazu's figures quickly flashed to both sides, but the flying sword also split in two and chased in the direction where the two had fled.

Fujiwara was a little slower, and he was caught up in an instant, and the Spirit Sword unceremoniously pierced his body, and nailed his body straight to an iceberg not far away.

Seeing this, Fujiwara Ryohei hurriedly pinched the trick and recited the spell, and when he saw that the flying sword was about to chase after him, a black shadow appeared in front of him, and the flying sword pierced into the black shadow, and the black shadow trembled violently a few times, and then burst with a "bang".

Before Fujiwara Ryohei could take a breath, the Spirit Sword had already come to him, and he hurriedly sacrificed a folding fan to resist, and at the same time, his body flew away into the distance, ignoring the shattering of the folding fan behind him.

But before he could escape far, a figure with flaming wings appeared not far away!

Fujiwara Ryohei was suddenly shocked, but before he could pinch the spell again to summon a ghost figure out, his throat suddenly hurt, and his body fell straight down, unable to get up again.

He had a flaming feather stuck in his throat.

Only a few minutes had passed from the appearance of the two onmyoji to the time they were killed, and the thousand-year-old snow deer was still lying unconscious in the magic circle.

Fu Zhengnan, who saw all this in his eyes, was full of surprise, and he couldn't believe that such a strong man would appear in their 32nd branch meeting silently!

With Ye Qianxun's current strength, even if he is right, it is estimated that he will not have much chance of winning!

"Fetch the deer. Ye Qianxun withdrew the Spirit Sword, and saw the thousand-year-old snow deer lying in place obediently, the unpleasantness just now immediately disappeared, and a trace of love and pity rose in his heart.

"Hmm. Fu Zhengnan nodded, walked into the circle again, reached out and stroked the white fur of the deer, the gentleness in his eyes flashed, and then he took out a delicate serpentine dagger from the storage bag, gently cut off the antler velvet, and quickly divided it into two parts, got up and gave Ye Qianxun a copy.

Ye Qianxun put away the deer antlers, and when he saw Fu Zhengnan retreating to the side with a smile on his face, he squatted down and fed a Juyuansheng Bone Pill into the mouth of the deer.

The slippery elixir slid down the fawn's throat, and I saw its small mouth open slightly, letting out a slight moan.

Ye Qianxun took out the gauze again and bandaged the wound for it, although cutting the antler velvet just now did not make it bleed too much, but it looked strange and pitiful.

Yuan flew over from not far away, and when he saw Ye Qianxun carefully bandaging the deer's wounds, he couldn't help but puff out his mouth and complained: "Qianxun, I've been injured countless times and haven't seen you bandage me, every time I take a few pills, it's too unfair!"

Ye Qianxun glanced at him with some amusement, and said, "Your skin is so thick, it will be fine in a while, and you have to remove the gauze after bandaging, which is a lot of trouble!"

"Hmph!" Yuan turned his head unconvinced, and just when he wanted to say something more, he suddenly looked at a certain place with a narrowed eye, and after a while, he suddenly said, "It seems to be an accomplice of those guys, it's really troublesome!"

"What?" Ye Qianxun and Fu Zhengnan were both shocked, and when they turned around, Fu Zhengnan saw a vast ice and snow world, but Ye Qianxun was different, she sensed that someone was approaching, and there were quite a few people.