The heavy rain hazy the whole world, the sky was gray, the water splashed with Lu Feng'er's footsteps, and he was already soaked. However, with the nourishment of aura, I don't have to worry about catching a cold or anything like before.

At the foot of the mountain, the stream flows from south to north and finally joins the river. This is the last part of its life.

He squatted down, washed his face, and was much more sober. I saw some bright red fish fry swimming down the creek towards the river. In the middle of the river, will they become a stepping stone for others or can they leap over the dragon gate and turn into a dragon and fly?

Since he didn't know the direction, he decided to follow the stream to the south, thinking that this precious thing would not be on the edge of the 100,000 mountains, although it was actually relatively deep.

Fortunately, the creek flows along the valley, the road is relatively flat, and the mountains on both sides are lush and green, which is not spectacular.

During this period, Lu Feng'er also happened to meet a five-flowered deer drinking water, a third-level demon beast, with a gentle temperament and dislike to fight. When she saw him, she flew away, and Lu Feng'er also felt regretful, otherwise it would be possible to save a lot of effort if she had it as a mount.

About a day passed with stop-and-go. The rain gradually stopped, and with the moisture of the rain, the 'whooshing' sound of the creek sounded a lot. In the sunlight after the rain, a rainbow looms and is intoxicating.

He walked out more than ten miles away, in the woods on the edge. The already thick waist of a thirty-meter-long spotted python bulged a big circle, and it looked like it was about to burst, but I don't know if it was the unlucky guy who became its meal.

A pitch-black horn has faintly emerged from the top of the python's head, and a little scale has grown on its abdomen.

Devouring tiger pythons, like to eat tiger cubs, especially tigers with relatively high grades such as strong tigers, can be said to carry out *** to the end. Of course, other monsters also eat it, and so do people.

This one looks like it should be the peak of a fifth-level demon beast, and it is only one step away from being able to turn into a Jiao, Lu Feng'er estimated. The Tiger Devouring Python after turning into horns is the demon beast of the Hua Dan Realm, but let alone those far away, even now, Lu Feng'er still can't afford to provoke it.

However, the tiger devouring python that had just hunted a blood tiger cub was obviously in a good mood. It just stopped swallowing and stared coldly at Lu Feng'er with its golden vertical pupils, and did not take the initiative to attack. Seeing this, Lu Feng'er raised his hand and slowly retreated, and after he had to go far, he went around in a circle and continued to move forward.

Now he should be in the danger zone of the 100,000 mountains, and he has to be extremely careful to take one step at a time. Because it is also very possible that the appearance of the Huadan Demon Beast here.

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The group of the giant mercenaries walked to the edge of the stream, and since there was no smell, they also lost their traces.

"Uncle Li, where do you say that kid will go?" The young master with purple hair couldn't make up his mind.

"I don't know, but at most we can look within a hundred miles of this, with the combat power we bring now, it will be too dangerous to go deeper. Not to mention the demon beasts of the Hua Dan Realm, even a slightly more powerful fifth-level demon beast can wipe out our entire army. As he spoke, Li Shi remembered the scene of the battle on the top of the mountain before, and shuddered, it was definitely done by a fifth-level demon beast.

"Okay, then let's look around here, and by the way, do some hunting or something, and make some extra money. If he regains the smell of that kid at that time, I don't believe that he can run anywhere as a third-level martial artist!" said the purple-haired young master with a gloomy voice, confident and confident.

But the man named Li Shi always felt uneasy, there was always something unusual for a third-level martial artist to dare to enter the 100,000 mountains alone.

"What if he's dead?

"This ........." the purple-haired young master was stunned.

"Let's look here for three days, if we don't, then we can only go home. Li Shi said lightly to the purple-haired young master. Although his tone was calm, it was surprisingly serious.

This purple-haired young master may not know how dangerous it is in the 100,000 mountains, but doesn't he Li Shi know? Since he lost that kid, Li Shi didn't expect to find him, and he didn't know where he died.

But this time he brought Xiaolong here to practice, and if he continues to be like this, he will not be able to become a great weapon in his life. He said to himself.

"Okay, then it's up to Uncle Li. Hearing this, the young master named Xiaolong could only nod his head in agreement if he was reluctant.

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Out of the dense forest, a dense purple bamboo forest appeared not far in front of Lu Feng'er's eyes.

"Yo, a windfall!" the unexpected surprise made him a little fluttery. The bamboo leaves of the purple bamboo forest can be used to take a bath to expel the impurities remaining after cultivation, consolidate the aura after cultivation, and make it more refined. It's just that it takes years and months to see the effect.

The bamboo pole is the raw material of high-end furniture, and if it is used for many years, it can prolong life, nourish the body, and prevent all diseases. Some officials and wealthy businessmen are better off this mouthful.

Because their cultivation level is not very good, their lifespan is not very long, so once this kind of tea tray, table and chair made of purple bamboo appears, they will always have to fight for it.

Lu Feng'er was also unceremonious when she saw this, picking up the purple bamboo leaves scattered on the ground as if no one was around, just picking up everything on the ground was enough for Lu Feng'er to use it for a long time.

However, what Lu Feng'er, who was on the rise, didn't notice was that next to a well in the center of the Purple Bamboo Forest, a black shadow twitched the corner of his eyes, stood up silently, and looked at Lu Feng'er with extremely cold eyes, as if he was looking at a corpse.

He squatted slightly, and was about to attack and kill Lu Feng'er when a black-robed figure suddenly flashed beside him.

The qi he had just transported was blocked, and there was a surge in his body, and he couldn't help but scold angrily, "Fuck your little cub, you don't want to die anymore and stay on your own turf to come to grandpa's place to make eggs?"

"What, you're not welcome, Lord Hook and Sickle?" the man put down his black robe and hat, if Lu Feng'er was here, he would be surprised-tavern owner!

"Welcome, do you know how uncomfortable it was for me to break that breath just now?" The young man, who was called Sickle-sama by the tavernkeeper, didn't show him a good face, "This kid is your disciple?"

"Uh, isn't it?" replied the tavernkeeper.

"It's not...... Then I'll kill that kid right now!" the young man, named Hook and Sickle, rolled his eyes, but his men didn't move.

But even so, the tavern owner said, "Don't don't, this kid is my brother." ”

This time it was Hook's turn to be shocked, he swallowed his saliva and opened his eyes wide, "You...... Is that an idiot, your brother?"

As he spoke, he pointed to Lu Feng'er, who was ten miles away, as if he was right in front of him.

"Yes, my brother!" the tavernkeeper confirmed.

"Well, when did your brother become so worthless?" muttered Hook Scythe.

"Don't look at the kid's strength now, but I believe that one day he will surpass me, so let's build a relationship in advance!" the tavern keeper raised an eyebrow at the hook sickle.

"Really?" said the Great Demon Hook Scythe, who had lived for more than two thousand years, looked at the tavern keeper with suspicion.

"yes, do you want to invest in advance?" the tavern keeper tempted him by wrapping his hand on his shoulder.

"Investment?, aren't these purple bamboo leaves?"

"This ......... You are also a big man with a head and a face in the 100,000 mountains, and you are stingy with this little purple bamboo leaf, right?"

"your grandmother, then what do you want? Zizhuye, you go out to buy and see, see if they are all priceless and not marketable?"

"Fuck, you turtle grandson, dare to beat you Lao Tzu?" The tavern owner couldn't help but scold, he looked good before, but this opening was like a reckless man.

"How?" the hook sickle stretched out a finger and hooked it.

"Phew...... You're not ashamed of a young man like me who has lived for two thousand years to bully you?" the tavern owner played a scoundrel.

Hearing this, the hook sickle took a mouthful of phlegm and spit it out at the tavernkeeper's feet. The tavern keeper twitched the corners of his mouth, but in his heart he silently said, 'A good man doesn't suffer a loss in front of him!'

Hook Scythe looked smug when he saw his deflated expression.

"Why do you think this kid is a bit of a joke?" After passing by, Hook and Sickle narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Feng'er seriously. And all this, Lu Feng'er was unconscious.

"According to my observation, this kid has a good heart. The tavern owner folded his arms over his chest.

"Talking!" Hook and sickle didn't even bother to look at the tavernkeeper.

"Well, he must have been taught by this generation of shrine maidens. The tavernkeeper had a smug smile on his lips.

Sure enough, as he expected, the young man named Hook and Sickle's eyes suddenly widened, and he pointed at Lu Feng'er with one hand, "Just him?"

"Yes, it's him!" the tavernkeeper swore in.

"Good luck boy, what great good deeds has his family done in the eighteenth generation to save the common people?" But then it turned from sunny to cloudy, "Investment, yes, let me observe this kid making a decision first, if he is not qualified, then don't blame Uncle Shi for cleaning up the portal." ”

"Uncle Shi, hmph, the four generations of witches have also instructed you, and they regard themselves as her disciples?

"Bah, fuck you, you have the face to say that I? The sixth generation of adults saved your life, and you also have the face to call yourself her disciple?"

The tavern keeper was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but he couldn't, and he put the corner of his mouth on the hooked sickle's shoulder, and gritted his teeth to show off to him, "You know what? I feel like the sixth generation of adults actually saved me twice!

"Cut! just brag B!" Hook Scythe raised his middle finger at him.

"Hmph, don't believe me, and listen to me slowly............"

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