There is no day and night in the spiritual realm, only the appearance that the spiritual realm wants to show, so I don't know how long I have been running away passionately in it, and I don't have any concept of time at all.

Nestled in Feng Qihan's arms, the two crying and swollen eyelids were already astringent, and now they were sleepy and tired, and after struggling twice, they muttered aggrievedly in a daze, tilted their heads and fell asleep.

I felt the little furry head in my arms hang down unguardedly, nestled in his neck socket, and the little girl in my arms breathed a little, and the hot air flow brushed the most vulnerable part of the neck. Feng Qihan's hand paused, and his body stiffened a little.

Yun Yan saw it from afar, frowned, twisted his head and left.

Bai Ye heard the footsteps, turned around and saw the little man nested in Feng Qihan's arms, hurriedly entered the inner room, laid out the small quilt that had been hanging for a long time, lifted the thin shark veil like a cicada's wings, Feng Qihan leaned down and gently put the person in his arms on the couch.

"Immortal Venerable......" Bai Ye saw that he still had a piano in his hand, and it was very inconvenient to hold it, so he whispered.

Feng Qihan raised his hand to stop Bai Ye's words, glanced at the half-exposed little face on the bed, put the gauze tent away, and turned to go out.

The body of the piano is slender, Feng Qihan can see at a glance that it is the branches of the ancient sycamore spirit wood, and the strings are the pure and lush spiritual power in the spirit wood condensed on the body of the body.

Obviously not ordinary. Not only that, Feng Qi Han's spiritual sense swept away, and found that this thing was unfathomable, not an ordinary high-grade spiritual weapon, and it seemed to be even better than his homelessness.

And this sword without return is an ancient god soldier in itself, only it chooses the master's share, and it is impossible for others to pull it out. But this piano can be easily plucked.

But it's not a magic weapon. The frowning brows slowly loosened, Feng Qihan couldn't help laughing, that little guy didn't know how to get such a baby back.

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"Senior brother, haven't they come back yet?" Sitting on the thick blanket of spirit animal skin with the furball in his arms, he pulled the Xuanwu, which was no different from the little turtle.

Saying that it is Xuanwu, or because it really looks exactly like the huge cool version of Xuanwu you see, but it is only a little small, and it doesn't look very smart Yazi, and I am a little disappointed.

Even the furballs can talk, and they are very likable!

As a legendary-level divine beast, Xuanwu only knows how to bend his long neck and lick the hairball to eat the crumbs on the ground, which is stupid, and it is really too valuable.

Feng Qihan opened his eyes slightly and said, "No." ”

The entire Lingqi Mountain was covered with his spiritual sense, and if they returned, he couldn't have been unaware.

"How many days have it been!" she was happy, except for a hint of the idea that she couldn't wait to see her teammates clear the level after she successfully broke through, she was also a little worried. Although the senior brothers are very powerful, they are much more powerful than her.

Feng Qihan also felt that something was wrong, under normal circumstances, there was no reason not to come back together. The spiritual wisdom of the sect's spiritual realm is generally attached to some low-level demon beasts or treasures, as long as the disciples successfully kill the demon beasts or obtain treasures, they can all leave the spiritual realm.

This is done as a workout and a reward.

But it's been three days since he came back, and the few bastards left have no whereabouts at all.

He hadn't told him what was happening in the spiritual realm, and he was bored at this time, but he remembered to talk about it, not realizing that he was in Feng Jun's retreat room, which ordinary people would never even want to set foot in.

And Feng Qihan, who was disturbed, was still sitting cross-legged, his eyes were closed again, and he looked like an unfathomable Qing Xiu on the surface, and the spiritual power in his body had not been running for a week in private.

Xiao Xuanwu, who broke the cake and fed the poor Baba who couldn't grab the food and could only swing his head around, and took the hairball that was very stingy and just wanted to eat alone, and repaired it with the dust whisk used to remove the dust from the white leaves, and then said, "Master, why are we going to the Savage Realm this time?"

I was full of joy before I went, as if I was going to a spring outing, and when I arrived, I found out that it was not a spring outing but a wilderness survival column.

In short, the experience is not very good, and I kind of want to give a bad review.

Feng Qihan lifted his eyelids, wondering if he had heard it wrong, "You went to the wilderness?"

The wilderness has always haunted the Demon Domain, and no one expected its traces, which can be described as the existence of Penglai Immortal Mountain on land.

He nodded and looked very honest.

"How did you find out?" Feng Qihan asked.

I was stunned for a moment, thinking that the master knew everything, but I was asked rhetorically. After thinking about it, "It was said by a senior brother named Wan Wuyun. When the senior brothers got there, their cultivation declined, and they couldn't do it, so they didn't starve to death because of the food that the master had loaded. "It's really miserable, but fortunately, Master is very thoughtful.

Feng Qihan didn't think about who Wan Wuyun was for the time being, with his identity, he wouldn't remember the names of these nobodies, and naturally he didn't know that this person was not in the top five of the league list at all. But the rumors of the wilderness will indeed make people's cultivation disappear, and eventually die in the mouth of an unknown terrifying demon beast.

Of course, no one has ever been able to figure out the breed of monsters alive and tell everyone.

"Can you see the demon beast?" Feng Qihan's first reaction was that the little girl was frightened, so she cried so miserably as soon as she came back.

He frowned and nodded with difficulty.

Whether Xuanwu is a demon beast or a divine beast, this definition is really a bit confusing.

Grabbing Xuanwu, who was arched by the fur ball, Xuanwu kicked and kicked four short claws, but it did not arouse sympathy. He ran to the edge of the collapse where Feng Qihan was sitting quietly, and showed him Xuanwu, who was very scared with his head shrunk.

"That's it, but I saw more than him at the time, and the whole world was just that big. Recalling the scene at that time, it was simply a whole boundless desert, and it was just a piece of the turtle's back.

"Xuanwu?" It was no wonder that Feng Qihan's tone was incredulous, because Xuanwu was really out of grace, if his neck was shorter and he didn't have those little fan-like wings around his neck, he would really be exactly like a turtle.

But it's really Xuanwu, Feng Qihan held this thing in his hand, his spiritual sense swept over, and a powerful spiritual power shook his spiritual sense out.

Seeing Feng Qihan holding his forehead with his hand, his brows frowned slightly, and he thought that he was ugly by this thing, so he quickly took it back.

Fengqi Han Zhihai was calmed down by the concussion caused by Xuanwu, and his eyes looking at the ugly thing also deepened a little, "How did you bring it out?"