At the edge of the jungle, there was no danger to an experienced hunter, let alone a small monster with the Supreme Doji. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Fan didn't care, he suddenly sat cross-legged, mobilized the Yuan Force in his body, and wandered around his limbs, preparing to impact the Split Spirit Solid Realm Period, and if he didn't hurry up to improve the cultivation realm, he was afraid that he would soon be caught up by his apprentices.

The little monster Long Yanjun was prostrate on the ground, his eyes motionless staring at a one-legged fiery red bird not far away, and cautiously approached it.

The one-legged bird didn't seem to sense the danger coming, or if it sensed it, it did it on purpose.

A human smile appeared in the sly little eyes, waiting for the trapper to take the bait.

With a "whoosh", Long Yanjun ejected from the ground, turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the one-legged bird, grabbing the bird in his hand.

Looking at the fiery red one-legged bird in his palm, Long Yanjun became more and more happy the more he looked at it.

The one-legged bird was caught in Long Yanjun's hand, and he didn't resist, but smacked his mouth a few times, as if he had seen something delicious.

A birdsong of "quack", taking advantage of the gap between Long Yanjun stroking its feathers, the one-legged bird suddenly opened its mouth, and a blue flame erupted from its mouth, rushing towards Long Yanjun's front door.

Long Yanjun screamed in surprise, and before he had time to think about it, he opened his mouth and swallowed the azure flames that rushed into his stomach.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and two black smoke came out of his nose, and Long Yanjun burped comfortably, he didn't expect the taste of this flame to be so delicious.

"Birdie, breathe fire out for me again. Babbling, delicious!"

The little monster shook the one-legged bird vigorously and opened its mouth to ask it for flames.

This strange boy made the one-legged bird's eyes show fear, and it struggled hard, trying to get out of Long Yanjun's control, but it was firmly grasped by the little monster in the palm of his hand, and all its struggles were in vain.

Seeing that the one-legged bird kept struggling, and had no intention of breathing fire again, Long Yanjun casually made a simple restraint trick to trap it, and was about to go back and ask the master.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a young man in a black feather coat not far away looking at him dumbfounded.

The young man in black shook his stiff neck, I was dripping, what did I see, this little boy is only three or four years old, he is actually cultivating in the Dao Breaking Mirror Period, think about himself, I'm afraid he hasn't been weaned yet!

If it is brought back to the sect, those ancestors will not be crazy!

After coughing a few times, the black-clothed young man put on an indifferent look and said softly: "I see that Xiaoyou's face is full and ruddy, and he is a person with immortal fate, so it is better to return to the sect with me, and he will definitely be able to get a great creation." ”

The little monster blinked, looked at the strange black-clothed young man in front of him, pouted, and was about to turn away.

The young man in black saw the little monster's expression and demeanor, and immediately scolded himself for being frizzy, the other party was just a child, and his words were so official, he definitely couldn't understand it.

So he hurriedly took a few steps forward and showed an amiable smile: "Little friend, I see that you are destined for me, where is your family? Can you take my brother there, my brother has important matters to discuss with your family." ”

"Who are you? I don't have any family, I'm with my master. ”

Looking at the smile of the young man in black, Long Yanjun's small nose wrinkled, and he asked vigilantly. Although he is not very old, his mind is far beyond ordinary people, and coupled with his own experience, he is even more vigilant about this kind of smiling tiger.

The face of the young man in black sank, Master, this little guy actually has a master, it seems that he should be just a scattered immortal, otherwise which sect would dare to indulge such a genius running around.

Thinking of his sect Lingxi Mountain, the black-clothed young man smiled coldly, such a person, followed by a loose cultivator. When the real pearl is secretly cast, the genius is covered with dust.

"In that case, Xiaoyou might as well be like this, return to Lingxi Mountain with me, I think your master will be very happy. ”

The young man in black continued to induce the little monster, and he never doubted the strength of his mountain gate.

Long Yanjun's small eyes rolled, and he didn't speak, but took out the one-legged bird just now from his arms, quickly untied the prohibition on its body, and a stream of azure flames erupted, directly aimed at the black-clothed youth.

The young man in black was defenseless at all, feeling the horror of the blue flames, he hurriedly took a few steps back, cast a spell to resist, and just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a cold breath coming from the top of his head, and a golden sword light fell from the sky, straight above his head.

With a muffled sound of "boom", the young man in black had a black face, his hair was scattered, he spewed out a few mouthfuls of dust from his mouth, and crawled out of a big pit with a gray face, looking at the empty woods in front of him, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

What is this called? I was actually plotted by a little doll who was not weaned, and besides, I was still a day immortal in the spirit period, and the other party was only in the Dao period.

He didn't know, for Long Yanjun, he also muttered in his heart, and said in his heart: If the master is changed, that person will not be directly beaten down, and his cultivation is still low, so he can only sneak attack. If he waits a little longer, he will definitely be able to hit him all over the ground looking for teeth.

After Qin Fan finished cultivating, when he opened his eyes, he saw the little monster Long Yanjun playing beside him, and smiled slightly, Qin Fan was about to get up and prepare to go on the road, when his eyes suddenly fell on the one-legged bird in Long Yanjun's hand, his eyes widened, and his face was full of shock.

It's no wonder that he is so out of shape, just because this one-legged bird is the legendary mythical bird Bi Fang.

Bi Fang resembles a red-crowned crane, but has only one leg, a blue body with red spots, and a white beak.

Legend has it that when the Yellow Emperor gathered ghosts and gods in Mount Tai, he rode a chariot drawn by a dragon, while Bi Fang waited beside the chariot.

Think that's the Praetorian Guard's role!

Qin Fan was speechless, he was speechless about this world in his heart, and this could be regarded as meeting a fellow countryman.

"Jun, where did this one-legged bird come from?"

Walking to Long Yanjun's side, Qin Fan smiled faintly.

"Back to Master, this is what I caught in the forest just now. ”

Long Yanjun was excited when he saw that Qin Fan had finished cultivating, he was still in a hurry to learn a new spell.

"This bird's name is Bi Fang, it is a spirit bird, since it was caught by you, it is naturally related to you. Don't be too playful, let it go. ”

Qin Fan touched the little monster's head and said kindly.

No matter how you say it, it's half a fellow, so let's buy a favor.

"Who are you? How can there be something familiar to me! No, it's your soul! Your soul is the same as mine!"

The little monster nodded, ready to release Bi Fang, but Qin Fan's face changed, and a question suddenly rose in his head, which made him shake all over.

"Xiaojun, give me this one-legged bird, wait here for the teacher, and go back for the teacher. ”

Qin Fan didn't say a word, beckoned, rolled up Bi Fang in the little monster's hand, and disappeared in place.

He vaguely felt that this Bi Fang was not simple.