Feng Moshao worked in the bamboo forest for most of the day, and finally learned the skills of cutting bamboo under the scorching sun at noon. Before the sunset on this day, Feng Moshao finally built his bamboo hut.

At this time, Ji Junlan had already learned how to use the fire spirit flow to press down the bamboo. Although you can't lie on the bamboo leisurely like Bai Luo, you can also stand on the tip of the bamboo.

Feng Moshao built a small bamboo house, and Bai Luo stood in his small stilted building and watched with interest. Feng Moshao is covered in mud and sweat, where is there still a little bit of the young master?

However, the young man was stubborn, and he was happy to see that he had built a small bamboo house, and how could he care about the mud and sweat on his body? After all, when he used to live by the Tianchi Lake, Feng Moshao had someone to serve him even when he was dressed. At this time, looking at the small bamboo house he built with his own hands, he felt quite accomplished.

The young man is very popular, and his face can't help but show a touch of arrogance. He glanced at Bai Luo through the window of the small stilted building, and walked towards the river by himself.

Ji Junlan saw that Feng Moshao had built a house, and his toes jumped up on the tip of the bamboo lightly, and then landed on another bamboo, pressed the bamboo pole into a bow, and jumped up again with strength. She had just learned this kung fu, and she had the intention to show it in front of Feng Moshao. But Feng Moshao didn't look at her, but she looked like a clown jumping off the beam.

Ji Junlan was annoyed in his heart and fell to the ground from the tip of the bamboo. She ran after Feng Moshao towards the river. Ji Junlan thought that Feng Moshao was holding the palm of his hand in the palm of his hand, I am afraid that he didn't know how to use soap horns when washing clothes, right? She took a piece of soap horn and walked towards the river.

As soon as he ran to the river, he saw Feng Moshao just taking off his clothes. The young man's figure was still developing, but his back was already showing a resolute line.

Ji Junlan was stunned when he saw it. On weekdays, there are many people in the Zhurong clan who forge weapons shirtless, but Ji Junlan has never seen such a good look. Feng Moshao's back line is resolute but a little soft, not as rough and savage as Zhu Rong's man.

Feng Moshao saw Ji Junlan looking at him like this, and suddenly became ashamed: "Ji Junlan, do you know how shameful you are!"

Ji Junlan sneered: "What's this? We wish the Rong clan more men who don't wear clothes when forging weapons." ”

Feng Mo Shao said angrily: "You actually want to compare me with those reckless people?"

Ji Junlan was also annoyed, after all, Zhu Rong's clan was his own clan, and he said that he could not be said by others: "Feng Moshao, who do you say is a reckless man!"

Feng Moshao walked out of the river, dragged his soaked clothes, and draped himself wetly: "If it weren't for the fact that Zhu Rong's family is a reckless man who can only forge weapons, how could he teach you such an unruly girl." ”

Ji Junlan's face turned red with anger, and there were tears in his eyes: "Feng Moshao, don't think that your Feng family is amazing!"

After saying that, Ji Junlan turned around suddenly, and tears suddenly fell uncontrollably. She reached out to wipe the tears from her cheek and walked away without looking back.

Although Feng Moshao didn't see Ji Junlan's tears, he also knew from Ji Junlan's actions behind her back that she was crying. The young man's heart suddenly became unpleasant. When Ji Junlan ran away, Feng Moshao saw the soaphorn falling by the river, and he felt even more guilty in his heart. But the words have been spoken, where is there any reason to apologize, Feng Moshao can only pretend that it is okay and walk back to his small bamboo house.

At night, Feng Moshao, who hadn't eaten for two days, screamed with hunger. Feng Moshao walked out of his small bamboo house, and suddenly missed the bowl of fragrant white porridge that Ji Junlan boiled in the morning. He went into the small kitchen and took a look at the lid of the pot by the moonlight, and it was cold, empty, and there was nothing. Feng Moshao was a little disappointed, so he could only turn back to the small bamboo forest to find some wild fruits.

Feng Moshao walked into the small bamboo forest and saw Bai Luo standing in the bamboo forest digging something. The mud on her hand, but the moon-white robe was not stained with half a point.

"What are you doing?" asked Feng Moshao.

Bai Luo raised his head and threw a pointed thing from the soil into Feng Moshao's arms.

Feng Moshao frowned and looked at the pointy, mud-covered thing: "What is this?"

Bai Luo said succinctly: "Wash it and peel it off to eat." When he had drunk it, he went under my house and got his own jar of wine to drink. Don't wake me to sleep. With that, Bai Luo walked back to the small stilted building by himself.

Feng Moshao looked at the bamboo shoots in his arms inexplicably, this kind of rough thing naturally couldn't be on the dining table of their Feng family. Feng Moshao washed the bamboo shoots, peeled off the skin, and the tips of the fresh bamboo shoots were exposed. He took a bite gently, crisp and sweet, a unique taste, and then took a sip of wine, the slightly spicy wine entered the throat and returned sweet, accompanied by the fragrance of bamboo shoots is even more special.

Feng Moshao looked up at Ji Junlan's small bamboo house, and the lights in it were not on.

I'm really going too far today, right?

Feng Moshao turned around and walked back to the small bamboo forest, and dug up several bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest and put them on his freshly washed robe.

He walked up to Ji Junlan's small bamboo building and knocked lightly on the door, only to see that the door opened by itself. Feng Moshao frowned and looked at Ji Junlan's room, which was dark and empty. He frowned and walked in, and by the moonlight he saw a scroll on the table, which was actually a map of Kunlun Ruins!

Feng Moshao was shocked, and a bag of bamboo shoots rolled to the ground. Feng Moshao turned around and walked out of the small bamboo building and ran towards Bai Luo's small stilted building. But as soon as he arrived outside Bai Luo's house, Feng Moshao paused again. Ji Junlan's trip to Kunlun Ruins is mostly related to what he provoked her.

Feng Moshao gritted his teeth, turned around and ran towards Kunlun Ruins.

As soon as he arrived at Kunlun Ruins, he heard the roar of a fierce beast, and Feng Moshao secretly screamed in his heart.

Kunlun Ruins is divided into three upper floors and nine lower floors. The demon pit in Kunlun Ruins is not an ordinary tower. As the name suggests, Kunlun Ruins is a deep pit, like a tower sinking upside down into the ground. The upper three floors are covered with enchantments, all under the white luo cloth, and most of the fierce beasts inside are some sinful spirits. These spirits are often found and brought back by the three major clans when they walk in the world.

The lower nine layers are the fierce beasts that Bai Luo has captured for tens of thousands of years, there are fierce beasts like the dream-eating tapir that mess people's minds, and there are also fierce beasts like Zhu Yanbeast.

The spirits of the upper three layers are naturally not much dangerous for immortals with a little cultivation to deal with these spirits. But it is very dangerous for Feng Moshao, Ji Junlan, and Jiang Qinghan, the three half-grown children who are still young.

When Jiang Qinghan was kicked down, Kunlun Ruins fell on the first floor. The first layer is the safest, there are no fierce beasts, if you accidentally fall down, as long as you stay on the first floor and don't move, at most you will be scared and scared by fierce beasts.

But Ji Junlan turned out to be determined to break into Kunlun Ruins this time, so that Feng Moshao could not underestimate her Zhu Rong. Feng Moshao went down to the Kunlun Ruins and found that something was wrong, there were indeed traces of Ji Junlan coming in the Kunlun Ruins, but Ji Junlan ran from the first floor to the second floor without stopping.

As soon as he stepped into the Kunlun Ruins, a fierce beast cry followed by the sound of the wind struck Feng Moshao. Kunlun Ruins can see the whole picture from above, the temple hall of each layer is built in the black cliff, half of the hall is submerged in the pit, half of it stands on the rock, hanging in the air.

The cliffs on both sides of the pit were horrific scratches. It is said to be a scratch, but it is more like a ravine buried between the rocks. Each ravine is the thickness of a small arm. It was left behind by the huge beast's claws sinking between the rocks during the fight.

Feng Moshao was frightened for a while, how bold is Ji Junlan who dares to go down even after looking at such traces?

As soon as you enter the Kunlun Ruins, the craggy rocks block the road in front of Feng Moshao, and you can only see the wooden plank road one after another. The plank road has been in disrepair for a long time, and in some places, the plank road will be broken when you step on it, and you will fall into the bottomless abyss.

Feng Moshao gritted his teeth and shouted: "Ji Junlan!"

The only answers to him were the echoes of the pit and the faint roar of the beast in the wind.

Feng Moshao followed the wooden plank road and passed through two half-suspended halls to the second floor of Kunlun Ruins. Before he saw Ji Junlan, he only heard a strange and sharp sound behind him, like the sound of iron armor cutting through stones, and like a sharp blade cutting through the hard shell of a turtle. Feng Moshao's scalp was numb for a while, and he turned his head stiffly, just in front of a pair of cold eyes. The eyes were like the eyes of a snake, the black hole did not have any whites, and a layer of white membrane was like a human eyelid in the blink of an eye, opening and closing.

The monster was like a snake, but the body of the snake was full of long hair, like a huge snake with a sharp sword.

Feng Moshao almost sat on the wooden path. Kunlun is full of flowers and fruits, and there are beasts everywhere, when has he ever seen such a monster? He has only seen it in the book given by Taifu. Other people love to read that book, but Feng Moshao doesn't. Where did he get the time to read those strange idle books?

It turns out that what is written in that book is not a lie!

If you think about it carefully, the author of that book seems to be called Burning Rhino? Isn't this the word of the Martial Divine Monarch?

Feng Moshao was annoyed for a while, but what's the use of regretting it now?

Feng Moshao raised his sword and aimed it at the monster to stab it with a sword. I didn't expect the monster to dodge it lightly and skillfully. The monster was a snake, with a thousand bones on its body, and its long body looked bulky but extremely flexible. Its snake head was gentle and dexterous to avoid Feng Moshao's sword.

Feng Mo Shao's sword didn't have time to be withdrawn, and he saw that the monster had already stood up, and then the hard snake tail seemed to sweep towards Feng Mo Shao with tens of millions of arrow feathers.

Feng Moshao stepped back, but he didn't expect that the wooden plank under his feet had already decayed, his feet were empty, and the whole person fell. Fortunately, he was quick to hold up with his hands on the dilapidated wooden road, so that he did not fall into the abyss of Kunlun Ruins.

Feng Moshao grabbed the plank, slowed down the speed of the fall, and kicked on the craggy rock, only then did he let himself land on a wooden path below.

When the monster saw that Feng Mo Shao was falling, he was willing to let him go easily, and then attacked again.

Feng Moshao could only meet it head-on with his sword. No wonder even Taifu said that Kunlun is all over the place, but Kunlun Ruins cannot be easily visited. At that time, he also said that Taifu was too timid. Who would have thought that Bai Luo would not take a cage to put the fierce beast into the Kunlun Ruins!

Feng Moshao was about to slash at the monster with his sword, but there was a sudden sound of wind behind him. Feng Moshao's waist tightened, and before he could see who the demon was, suddenly the whole person was pressed against the rock, and a soft and fragrant hand covered Feng Moshao's mouth.

"Shhhhhhhhh

Feng Moshao looked at Ji Junlan, Ji Junlan was so close to him, his heartbeat was fast for no reason. Subconsciously, he wanted to break free from Ji Junlan, but he provoked Ji Junlan to stick closer, almost sticking to himself with all his strength.

Feng Moshao was suddenly trampled into the dark by Ji Junlan, and the monster suddenly had no target. Rubbing between the narrow and craggy rocks, the spikes on his body cut at the rocks and made a screeching sound. I saw that the monster's throat rolled slightly, and a sound similar to a drum came from its throat.

Feng Mo Shao saw that the monster was getting closer and closer, and his heart jumped to his throat. The monster slowly turned its head between the jagged rocks, and approached the two of them very slowly, very slowly.

The extremely slow speed is even more chilling. Every second the monster approached seemed to be in flux, making the fear sink into the bones by an inch.

Ji Junlan pressed tightly on Feng Moshao's body. Feng Mo Shao saw that the monster was getting closer and closer to Ji Junlan, how could he let Ji Junlan block him? He grabbed Ji Junlan's waist and wanted to flip over, but Ji Junlan pressed him harder, and gave him a warning look.

It was probably because the young master of Fuxi had never been threatened, and Ji Junlan's warning eyes glared at him, and Feng Moshao didn't dare to move immediately.

The monster was getting closer and closer to the two, and its snort was almost close to Ji Junlan's neck.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Feng Moshao's forehead.

The monster seemed to be probing, as if a bear was sniffing around a man who was pretending to be dead, and after a while the monster turned around and walked away.

When the drumming of the monster's throat became farther and farther away, and the sharp sound of spikes cutting through the mountain rocks almost disappeared, Ji Junlan finally let go of Feng Moshao.

Ji Junlan looked at Feng Moshao: "Why are you here?"

Feng Moshao frowned and said, "You can come, but I can't come?"

Ji Junlan looked at Feng Moshao funny: "You don't even know the long snake, and you dare to go down to Kunlun Ruins?"

"What is that?" Feng Moshao was ashamed of what Ji Junlan said, and he didn't want to pay attention to her at all, but he still couldn't help but be curious.

"The book says, 'The long snake has a fur like a puff and a sound like a drum,' but you must not have seen another one, which says that the snake is half blind and has no nose, but has a keen sense of hearing. It may not be able to see you if you don't move, but there is a cold light on the iron. As soon as you move your sword, it sees. If you want to kill it with a sword, you have to shoot it when it closes its eyes, when the white film is closed. ”

So there is so much knowledge about this thing?

"This is all from the book that Taifu Fa reads?"

Ji Junlan shook his head: "You can't write anything in that book." There is only the sentence 'the long snake, its hair is like a hao, and its sound is like a drum'. ”

"But wasn't that book sent by Taifu written by the Martial Divine Monarch?"

Ji Junlan said with a smile: "It is rumored that the Martial Divine Monarch is lazy and has a big temper, and the two books I read were not written by the Martial Divine Monarch. The book sent by Taifu was the one that Emperor Fuxi asked the Supervisor Martial Shenjun to write a book recording the fierce beasts, but the Supervisor Martial Divine Monarch was too lazy to write it, so he asked the Commander to write it on his behalf. The superintendent martial saint was lazy, and the god monarch cherished words like gold, so he wrote the thin book sent by Taifu. ”

"How do you know that the snake is half-blind?"

"Meng Zhang Shenjun also has a miscellaneous book. It's much finer on top. ”

"Then why didn't Taifu send the one written by Meng Zhang Shenjun?"

Ji Junlan shrugged his shoulders: "Meng Zhang Shenjun's miscellaneous book is as its name suggests, there is everything on it, strange things, gossip news, everything. What is a good woman, who has flirted with the little fairy by the Tianchi, what who has the habit of dragon yang, and does not flirt with the fairy to tease the little fairy, but it is very good-looking. ”

What a mess!

The more Feng Moshao listened, the more angry he became: "Why do you watch everything from your daughter's house?"