Mi Xiaobei and Rolling Laosan jumped in front of the red and blue-faced monsters, and when they saw that the monster had no abnormal movements, the two glanced at each other, and they didn't bother to pay attention to the monster, and directly let Yin Bohou resume walking.

The three of them stood side by side, and the third brother said tentatively towards Yi Hong, who was standing on a boulder: "Old immortal, we are citizens of Qingzhou City, this stick in your hand...... It was my master's belongings, which were stolen by the old woman just now, and we accidentally broke into the precious treasure land in order to recover the master's belongings......"

A flick of red fingers shook and turned the psychic staff in his hand into a hula sound, and circles of blue light continued to spread, filling the realm within a radius of one mile.

Then he said disdainfully, "This thing belongs to your master, do you see that your master has me to play with it?"

Mi Xiaobei listened: After playing, he encountered hard stubble, this little old man is much more difficult to deal with than Mei Ji.

The spirit staff fell into his hands, and it was even more difficult to recapture it.

Yuan Qianwei doesn't care about this, she herself is a brutal young lady who doesn't know the height of the sky, and she is used to being willful in Yuanfu and even Qingzhou City.

As soon as he jumped, he jumped on the eight-meter-high boulder, stood three meters away from a red place, and stretched out his hand: "Old man, for the sake of your age, Miss Ben won't do anything with you, you give me the psychic staff, and we will walk half of the road to the sky, and from then on, the well water will not interfere with the river water." ”

This tone seems to be warning Yihong not to provoke her, the daughter of the Yuanfu.

But then again, Yuan Qianwei also has her reason for speaking like this.

Yi's red body was only about four and a half feet tall, and it was a little rickety, and the silver whiskers almost touched the instep of his feet, and he looked like he was going to report to Yan Laojun soon, which was indeed unbearable.

And Yuan Qianwei is five feet tall, beautiful as a flower, youthful and aggressive, just now he also climbed on the eight-meter-high boulder, and his legs and feet did not tremble when he landed.

Because of this, Yuan Qianwei was very generous and tolerant, and let Yihong take the initiative to return the psychic staff, lest she make a move and accidentally hurt the old man.

However, this is just Yuan Qianwei's own thoughts.

Yihong raised his left hand, lifted the five-inch-long white eyebrows that covered the small eyes, squinted at Yuan Qianha, and smiled happily: "Little girl, you actually know that this is a psychic staff, are you too...... Ahem, no, Mei Yu'er is more handsome than you!"

"Presumptuous!"

Yuan Qianwei has always claimed to be the first beauty in Qingzhou, and she has never heard of any plum rain Lan Xue'er, and she was immediately furious: "Half of your body is buried in the loess, and you dare to tease the girl of a good family, you should be beaten!"

After that, he put his palms together, rubbed them left and right, and a layer of blue light actually rubbed out of his palms.

Yuan Qianwei is actually just an instinctive action, rubbing his hands before a fight, which is a warm-up.

Unexpectedly, I suddenly found a blue light rippling in my palm.

Actually, this was when she was in the cave a few days ago, when Mi Xiaobei entered her true qi, she also passed on some of her cultivation to Yuan Qianwei.

Yuan Qianhao was very curious, and raised his hand to hit Yihong.

"Woo ......"

Two blue swords shot at a red one.

The old man was taken aback and quickly dodged.

As the archmage of the Spirit Country, he naturally knows that the blue light is the symbol of the Spirit Race, and this Yuan Qianhao can actually hit the blue "Spirit Light Sword", and I am afraid that it is also a parasite of the soul of the Spirit Race.

Since it is a parasite of the spirit race, you might as well test it.

So his fingers twisted, and he turned the psychic staff into a tiger, and circles of blue light continued to spread......

Yuan Qianha's wildness and childlike innocence were stimulated, and he immediately raised his glowing palm and hit Yihong.

Unexpectedly, the spiritual light sword had just touched the waves of light that spread out in a circle of the psychic staff, and it immediately rebounded back.

"Ah......h

Yuan Qianwei was stabbed by the spiritual light sword he had punched and fell from the top of the eight-meter-high boulder.

Yuan Qianhao is a mortal, how can he withstand the power of the spirit staff?!

Mi Xiaobei was startled, and immediately jumped forward and caught Yuan Qianhao in "mid-air".

"Ah......h

This exclamation was made by Mi Xiaobei.

When I looked down, I saw that I was standing on the head of the blue-faced monster, and my right foot had already stepped into the monster's mouth, and my ankle was stuck by fangs.

Eighteen years have passed, although Mi Xiaobei does not dare to say that he is invincible all over the world, he has never suffered such a loss.

His rule is to fight if he wins, and run if he can't win, so he has never been someone else's defeat.

Running away is also a strategy, and it cannot be determined by winning or losing.

When everyone saw it, they were also shocked.

If the monster closed its mouth, Mi Xiaobei's right foot would be gone.

It's all to blame for this monster squatting lazily on the ground, in the same shape as the bluestone here, at that time, it was heart-wrenching to save people, and Mi Xiaobei was negligent.

Rolling the third and Yin Bohou immediately surrounded them, but they were helpless.

As long as they made the slightest move, the monster would definitely bite off Mi Xiaobei's ankle in one bite, and it might even devour him whole.

The monster's mouth is closed, and the gap between the fangs can accommodate one of Mi Xiaobei's feet, and if you open your mouth, you can completely swallow Mi Xiaobei.

Mi Xiaobei was about to pull his foot out, but the monster's fangs were embedded in the skin, and as soon as Mi Xiaobei moved, his ankle was scratched and bleeding.

"Huh?"

Everyone was shocked again, including Mi Xiaobei himself.

How is this blood blue?

Mi Xiaobei has never been injured, let alone bled before, so he never knew what color his blood was.

"Blue blood?"

The red that had already fallen on the boulder was also taken aback.

Blue blood is rare in the Spirit Clan.

The blood of the spirits is all blue.

But there are also people in the spirit race whose blood is blue, very rare. In China, there are only a few dozen of them, such as Mi Li.

Of course, Bi Xiaotian's blood is also blue.

Could it be that this handsome descendant is also from the spirit race?

As soon as he became popular, he wondered: why are these people so strange? A monster, a woodcutter, only this handsome offspring and beautiful girl, but it seems to be from the spirit race.

If they were from the Spirit Race, or were parasites of the Spirit Race's soul, why didn't they find out that the Spirit Race's Archmage was here?!

Even if you don't recognize the archmage of the spirit country, when you see the spirit staff, you have to bow and worship.

And this girl still doesn't know how to fight with herself, and keeps asking for a psychic staff, but she can't catch the aura emitted by the psychic staff.

Therefore, judging by this, they are all mortals in the Yang Realm.

But how is this kid's blood blue?

Bi Xiaotian was in the critical period of cultivating to break through the cocoon into the ninth level of the butterfly, and the whole person was confused and confused, and naturally he couldn't identify who Mi Xiaobei and Yuan Qianwei were.

Mi Xiaobei's feet were stuck by the monster's fangs, but he was holding the unconscious Yuan Qianhao on his body. At this time, no one dared to rush forward to rescue.

Fortunately, Yuan Qianhao was just stunned by the blue light he played, which was fine.

When Mi Xiaobei saw that he was bleeding, and it was blue blood, coupled with unbearable pain, he screamed "ah", and suddenly fainted on the elephant-like monster.

The blood on his ankle slowly soaked into the monster's mouth, and on the tip of his tongue, the monster smelled a special taste.

With a sniffle, its lips began to squirm, and it was interested in the blue blood.

Rolling Laosan and Yin Bohou were suddenly shocked: even if this monster didn't open its mouth to devour Mi Xiaobei, and sucked it like this, it wouldn't be long before Mi Xiaobei's blood was sucked dry......