"Help, anyone, who's going to save me!"

As the distance shortened, the cries for help became clearer and clearer, and there were also animal roars. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Long Yi quickened his pace and hurried in the direction of the sound.

"Ahh

Long Yi pushed aside the grass and found a young man trapped in a tree, and a second-order demonic beast under the tree was eyeing him, and kept jumping up to try to pull the young man down.

Long Yi didn't hesitate, flew out, and hit the second-order demonic beast with a cloud splitting hand, and the second-order demonic beast roared in pain, and immediately fled, it felt that the person who attacked it was dangerous.

"Thank you, little brother!"

As he spoke, the young man slid down the tree and thanked Long Yi.

Long Yi looked at this young man carefully, his face was fair, he was very handsome, and he was wearing a light yellow suit, like a rich child, but his cultivation was a little worse, and he barely reached the triple peak of quenching.

"Under Murong Fan, thank you little brother for your help!" the young man said again.

Long Yi waved his hand at this moment and said with a smile:

"You're welcome, it's a gesture, why bother!"

This Murong Fan straightened his clothes and asked again:

"I don't know the little brother's name!

"No need! Now that you're fine, we'll see you later!"

With that, Long Yi turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey~ Don't, little brother! Let's have a companion, and there is a care on the road!"

When Murong Fan heard this, he was anxious and hurriedly followed Long Yi's footsteps.

"Little brother, slow down, see if you're going to Qingyun Sect in this direction!"

Hearing this, Long Yi stopped abruptly and asked cautiously:

"How do you know?"

I saw Murong Fan say unhurriedly:

"This Qingyun Sect has opened the mountain to accept disciples once in five years, and it has been rumored, and this year is just five years old, and in nine days, it will be the day when the Qingyun Sect will open the mountain gate to accept disciples, look at your dress, you must go to the Qingyun Sect!"

"Open the mountain to accept disciples!"

Hearing this, Long Yi was a little overjoyed, he didn't know how to enter the Qingyun Sect yet, and it just so happened that this opportunity came.

"Are you also going to Qingyun Sect!" Long Yi asked.

"That's a must!" Murong Fan waved his sleeves and continued:

"I think I, Murong Fan, am a peerless cultivation genius!Qingyun Sect is not something that anyone can go, it has to be someone like me!"

Long Yi couldn't help laughing, this kid really has a set of bragging, so he said:

"Just your cultivation at the peak of the Triple Peak of Quenching the Body, and a peerless cultivation wizard?"

Suddenly, Murong Fan's face was a little unbearable, and he said with a smile:

"Brother, you can't look at the surface of everything! By the way, brother, you can take me with you, this forest is full of demonic beasts, and I can't handle it alone!"

After a few conversations, Long Yi was not so repulsive to Murong Fan, so he said:

"Okay, then let's do it together. By the way, my name is Long Yi!"

"Long Yi, Long Yi, good name!"

After muttering for a while, Murong Fan suddenly said again:

"Long Yi, why don't we two worship as brothers! You see, our meeting is fate, and God is also helping!"

Long Yi's face was suddenly full of black lines, what is this, this kid is too good at nonsense, and then turned around and left.

"Hey, Long Yi, don't go! Long Yi, you go slowly!"

Seven days later, Long Yi and Murong Fan became much more familiar with each other.

It turned out that this Murong Fan was the eldest young master of an auction house in Yuehu City, and his family was very wealthy. He has been very fond of cultivation since he was a child, but his mother has always thought that cultivation is very dangerous, so she has always let him study and is not allowed to cultivate. But this kid has been secretly cultivating, and his father Murong Lei is a strong man in the Wuhuang Realm, so he is also secretly teaching him. I don't know if it's because of his lack of learning or talent, but now he is eighteen years old, and he is only at the triple peak of the quenching realm. But this kind of cultivation can be regarded as a genius in an ordinary small town. Under the strict discipline of Murong Fan and his mother, he really couldn't suppress his desire for cultivation, so he heard the news that Qingyun Sect had opened the mountain to accept disciples, so he ran away from home and entered the deep mountains and old forests alone.

After years of studying, Murong Fan's knowledge is particularly rich. Knowing astronomy, geography, and the art of war, the so-called is a rich man, and he is only eight buckets. Moreover, Murong Fan prefers to read some strange books, either anecdotes or all kinds of major events and secrets that happened in the martial arts world before, and this process also relieved Long Yi a lot of boredom.

"The martial arts realm thousands of years ago was really chaotic, with frequent wars and countless casualties among the various empires. Suddenly, at this time, a hero named Murong Dang came out! He killed all the monarchs of the empires that caused the war, and then established the Wufan Palace, which has been a balance between the empires from then on!"

"This Murong Dang can't be the ancestor of your Murong family, right?" Hearing this, Long Yi couldn't help but ask.

"Heh! You kid is quite a thief, and you can actually see it! Do you see that I am particularly heroic!" Saying that, Murong Fan raised his head and chest at this time, and his heroic posture was radiant.

Long Yi glanced at Murong Fan, and then said:

"Seriously, your ancestor?"

Murong Fan smiled and replied:

"If you want to say it, it still has a little relationship, we are all surnamed Murong!"

"Boring! By the way, it's been a few days, when will you get to Qingyun Mountain!" Long Yi asked, looking at the lush mountains and forests in front of him.

Murong Fan took out the map from his arms and compared his current position:

"Look! After turning over the mountain in front of you, you will reach Qingyun Mountain, and it is estimated that there is still a day's journey. ”

Long Yi glanced at the map in Murong Fan's hand:

"I didn't expect you to still have a map, if you don't take out such a good thing earlier, I'm still worried about making a mistake!"

"You think I'm you, I don't even bring a map when I go out, and I don't know if I'm lost!"

As he spoke, Murong Fan took a big step forward and said:

"Let's go! Don't grind, don't miss the registration!"

Long Yi smiled, didn't say anything, and quickly followed. After a few days of getting along, Long Yi found that this Murong Fan was quite interesting. is arrogant and uninhibited, compared to himself, Long Yi is a little too restrained.

"Long Yi, I'm hungry, look at any delicious food nearby!"

Murong Fan sat down on a big tree that fell sideways in front of him, picked up his clothes and fanned the wind.

"Your uncle! You will be hungry after a few steps, you are a starving ghost reincarnated? How much have you eaten in the past few days! I will go to you! I will not go!"

Long Yi snorted coldly and sat at the other end of the big tree, but this Murong Fan's appetite was too large, and he was hungry every once in a while. It's so edible, and it's very slender.

"Don't!Long Yi, the third important thing for me is that I will die when I meet a second-order demonic beast, I am still young, I haven't got a wife yet, and I still have a good life to enjoy, Long Yi, you don't want me to die! Long Yi, you can go!" Murong Fan suddenly pulled his face, and there were vague signs of crying.

"Forget it! Forget it! I'm afraid of you! Wait, don't run around!" After speaking, Long Yi "swished" and went deep into the dense forest.

"Hehe! This Long Yi is really an interesting guy! I don't know where he comes from! I must let my father check it out when I have time!"

Murong Fan laughed meaningfully, and then sat on the trunk of the tree with peace of mind and waited for Long Yi to come back.

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