Yin Fan'er left the temple with persimmons and rushed to Tushan. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The end of the year temporarily sealed her, so she became Yin Fan again, forgetting what happened in the past few days for the time being, and only knowing that she got the Red Feather Fan.

Before leaving, the young abbot in Yin Fan'er's eyes told her that when she found all the lords, she must go to find the soul of the Holy Lord Yan Wuxin, and then return here to find him.

Although Yin Fan'er didn't quite understand what the abbot said, he still responded with his solemn look.

On the fairy court.

The immortals were discussing in whispers: "Half a month ago, the four immortals gathered from all directions to the imperial palace to meet with the emperor, and the five of them looked solemn and had been full of thoughts for half a month. Today, a middle immortal couldn't help but ask, guess what? The five of them couldn't remember what they had been thinking about for the past half a month, like fools! Hahaha! ”

"Yes, yes, several immortal doctors can't diagnose anything, it's a strange thing!"

The four people not far away listened to the fairy maid's conversation, and they were also a little embarrassed.

They were not far away, and the fairy maids could easily see them, but they could hear their conversation clearly with the immortal method.

"What have we been thinking about for the past half a month?" The four of them muttered to themselves in unison.

Su Yi was the first to come back to his senses, and said to the other three as if he remembered something: "By the way, I came to report today that Bai Ze is dead." ”

The three of them were all shocked, and Mo Ziyang was the first to speak: "Bai Ze is an ancient spirit beast, who can easily take its life?" ”

"Self-destruction is suicide." Su Yi sighed, and then said, "I heard that an ancient evil thing that has been sealed in Kunlun Mountain for tens of thousands of years was lost, and the person who took this evil thing also fought with Bai Ze, I don't know what tricks that person used to force Bai Ze to death." Yeke said that this was a blatant provocation of the fairy world, and he had already ordered someone to investigate it. ”

"Yeke's temperament, he won't stop if he doesn't find out." Qi Yu said.

Liangchen stood aside and didn't speak, but he was a little flustered. He vaguely felt that this matter was mostly inseparable from Yin Fan'er's little yellow oriole.

When Yin Fan'er and Persimmon returned to Tushan, Yaoqi and Xihua had not yet returned.

Yin Fan'er traveled a long way, quite tired, and went straight back to the dormitory that Fox Jun had prepared for her.

She leaned on the bed and took a nap, and halfway through her sleep she was suddenly awakened by the sudden breath in the room, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw a group of guards appearing out of thin air in the room, all pointing swords at her.

Yin Fan'er yawned and sat up, but he still didn't get up, and he didn't look at the guards directly, and said, "Fox Jun can't bear it so soon? ”

"Your Excellency, it's better to hand over the treasure earlier, otherwise we will only be offended." One of the guards said.

"I have that heart for you, and it depends on whether you have this life." Yin Fan'er put on a helpless look, and stopped talking nonsense, and when he got up, a palm wind hit him, and the menacing guard instantly fell halfway.

Persimmon slept in the same room with her, and was also disturbed by this accident, and when she opened her eyes, she saw this situation, and praised sincerely: "Wow! The host is so amazing! ”

"Low-key, low-key." Yin Fan'er turned around and gave Persimmon a sinister smile and stroked her hair.

Those guards were also not afraid of death, and pounced one by one, Yin Fan'er was annoyed, so he asked the persimmon who had just fallen asleep to move his muscles and bones, and he sat aside to watch the play.

The war between man and beast is also crushing.

Suddenly, Ling Rong and Ling Yu appeared.

Yin Fan'er smiled, stood up, walked up to the two of them, and said, "I feel that there is a word at the moment that is particularly suitable for the Fox Monarch and His Highness. ”

"What?" Ling Rong asked.

"Wolf's heart and dog's lungs." Yin Fan'er said with a smile, her tone was no different from usual.

"You...... Don't kick your nose in the face! Ling Yu didn't hold up the pitiful face she said about her life experience.

Ling Rong was not angry, he was calm, he seemed to be confident, and he sat down and said to Yin Fan'er: "Benjun guessed well, you can really wake up the red feather fan." Benjun is not like you nonsense, since you helped me find the mausoleum, Benjun can also spare your life, as long as you hand over the red feather fan, you can say anything. ”

"It's night now, why did the fox master start daydreaming?" Yin Fan'er sat opposite Lingrong, stared at her face, and said strangely.

Ling Yu on the side probably couldn't bear it anymore and took the initiative to slap it. Yin Fan'er was still staring at Ling Rong, but he took the palm with one free hand, and added a few more points, and Ling Yu was beaten back three steps.

Yin Fan'er didn't know that she could take the palm of the Tushan Imperial Clan, who cultivated the forbidden number, so easily, because although she was sealed again, her skill as Yan Wuxin was almost completely stimulated.

"Ben Jun is willing to spare you if you have some friendship with Ling Ran, aren't you wishful thinking of wanting to go against the entire Tu Mountain?" Ling Rong frowned.

Yin Fan'er conjured up a red feather fan, which was strange to say, she only felt that this fan was very easy to use.

"Wishful thinking, I'm afraid it's you, Fox King." Yin Fan'er held the fan in his right hand, pressed his left hand on the table, and said word by word.

Ling Rong was finally enraged, retreated back, pushed his palm onto the table, and hit Yin Fan'er. Yin Fan'er retreated at the same time, also with a palm. The two palms rushed together, causing the table to be shattered in half in the air.

Ling Yu made a gesture, and more guards suddenly poured in outside the door, and the palace where Yin Fan'er lived was surrounded by water inside and out.

Yin Fan'er glanced at the situation, and there were not a thousand but eight hundred guards as far as her eyes could see, let alone places she couldn't see. Yin Fan'er dusted off the debris that fell on the placket due to the shattering of the table, and said loudly: "The fox monarch also looks up to me, and he has mobilized so many soldiers. ”

"You're still Mo Xiaoqiang." Ling Rong was scared when she was scared, and there was clearly a three-point smug on her face.

"No." As soon as Yin Fan'er's words fell, he flew forward and started a fight with a group of soldiers.

With Yin Fan'er's current skills, coupled with the help of persimmons, killing a few minions is indeed nothing, but the number of these soldiers is inevitably too much...... It will take some time to kill.

Ling Yu saw that those guards had not taken down Yin Fan'er for a long time, so she was so anxious that she also joined the battle, Yin Fan'er and her had dozens of moves, because she had to deal with the soldiers who were not afraid of death who were constantly pouring up, she seemed a little in a hurry.

Persimmon saw that Yin Fan'er was gradually at a disadvantage, so she hurriedly stepped forward to help, but when she was protecting her, she was injured by Ling Yu's hidden weapon and bled a little.

The wound was not very deep, but it made Yin Fan'er angry, and the guards gathered around her flew away, and flew up the mountain to flick the red feather fan, and the fan immediately killed the surroundings and went straight to Na Lingyu.