Chapter 11: Falling off a cliff

Zhao Xiaofeng glared at Huo Sanniang, his two hands had grabbed Huo Sanniang's arm, he wanted to bite, but unfortunately he couldn't reach it.

The snow-white rabbit "squeaked" and squeaked, and it jumped up violently to bite Huo Sanniang's hand.

Huo Sanniang sneered: "The rabbit is in a hurry, and it really wants to bite." As she spoke, she flew up and kicked the rabbit in the stomach.

The snow-white rabbit was kicked out, and its weak and thin body was falling with a thread of blood.

Zhao Xiaofeng wanted to roar, but unfortunately his throat was choked and he couldn't make any sound.

Huo Sanniang's arm slammed into force.

Zhao Xiaofeng was out of breath, he only felt that Huo Sanniang's hideous face was gradually blurring and becoming distant.

Suddenly, Huo Sanniang let out an exclamation, and the hand that grabbed Zhao Xiaofeng suddenly let go.

Zhao Xiaofeng fell into the snow, and by the hazy morning light, he suddenly found that Huo Sanniang's body was densely entangled with wisteria.

The wisteria, which was broken and scattered in the snow, was miraculously resurrected.

Huo Sanniang's soul was scattered, and she already felt the breath of death.

This time, Wisteria's attack power is faster and stronger than at the beginning, and it is still powerful, even if she Huo Sanniang is at her peak, it is estimated that it will be difficult to escape, not to mention, she is now completely limb and seriously injured.

The wisteria became tighter and tighter, and in the end, it exploded with a "boom". The wisteria turned into a puff of smoke, Huo Sanniang also turned into ashes in an instant, and even the Divine Turtle Master's defensive top-grade spirit weapon spirit armor also turned into droplets in an instant.

Zhao Xiaofeng suddenly felt a chill in his left arm, he picked up the broken cuff, and found that there was a red seed in the cuff.

"Your mother was killed, a few months after you were born...... Only...... And he died...... However, her cultivation is very high, and when she was dying, she left a seed, and she will have a chance to be resurrected in the future......" Zhao Xiaofeng suddenly remembered what her grandmother said. "Could it be that my mother died again just now?" Zhao Xiaofeng thought so, and tears poured out all of a sudden.

It's dawn.

A ray of sunlight shone through the cracks in the jungle.

Zhao Xiaofeng held the red seed tightly, and he swore in his heart that he must resurrect his mother.

The snow-white little rabbit crawled to Zhao Xiaofeng's feet again, and it was injured, and it was not lightly injured.

Zhao Xiaofeng took the little rabbit into his arms and gently wiped the blood stains next to the rabbit's mouth.

The ashes of the hut had long since cooled. Zhao Xiaofeng was digging a pit next to the hut, he used stones, he used wood, he also used his hands, his hands were drenched in blood, but he couldn't feel it.

The dirt pit was dug up. Grandma lay quietly inside. Her hair is gray, and her face is kind. Tears blurred Zhao Xiaofeng's vision again, he crawled into the dirt pit, and cried on his grandmother again, he didn't want to leave his grandmother, he wanted to be with his grandmother for the rest of his life. He had vowed more than once that he wanted his grandmother to have a good life. Can ...... now Grandma is dead, leaving him forever and ever. Zhao Xiaofeng simply lay down beside his grandmother, even if he was buried by the soil on the pit, he did not hesitate! However, what about his mother? What about the little rabbit on the pit who was looking at him with his eyes? What about the chimpanzee, the spirit animal that did not hesitate to sacrifice in order to save himself? What about the blood feud of the Zhao family's more than 100 lives? What's more, grandma died just to save herself! Die, how could she die? Zhao Xiaofeng sat up suddenly, wiped away his tears, and crawled out of the dirt pit......

A mound of earth, lying alone beside the ruins of a small hut.

In front of the grave, Zhao Xiaofeng had been kneeling in a daze for a morning. Tears on the face, wet and dry, dry and wet!

The weather is sunny after the snow. Cold.

The Nine Cliffs are covered in a thick layer of snow, and the sunlight scatters on them, emitting a dazzling light.

Zhao Xiaofeng touched the red seed in his arms. "The Nine Cliffs were originally her hometown, and the leaves fell back to their roots, and there was no place more suitable for her than the Nine Cliffs" Grandma's words, Zhao Xiaofeng had firmly remembered them. However, what made Zhao Xiaofeng embarrassed was where to plant the seeds of such a large Nine Shadow Cliff? Zhao Xiaofeng did not dare to act rashly, because this red seed was related to his mother's resurrection! The mist rising from the Nine Shadows Cliff continued to rise from under the Nine Shadows Cliff. Just when Zhao Xiaofeng was hesitating, the rising mist suddenly changed, and the mist, which was originally pale cyan, slowly turned into dark green, and in the dark green smoke, there was a faint figure shaking.

Suddenly, a big hand reached up from under the cliff and grabbed Zhao Xiaofeng's ankle violently. Before Zhao Xiaofeng could react, he was pulled off the Nine Shadows Cliff. At the moment when he was pulled off the Nine Cliffs, Zhao Xiaofeng threw out the snow-white rabbit in his arms.

When Zhao Xiaofeng was falling down, he clearly heard the little rabbit making a heart-rending cry on the Nine Cliffs, and there was a terrible cry in the call.

The wind whistled in his ears, and all around him was shrouded in a thick fog. I don't know how long it took, but the fog in front of me gradually faded, and it was open and bright in all directions. Zhao Xiaofeng's body fell diagonally and landed on a large black stone. The large black stone looks hard, but it doesn't hurt at all when it hits it, and it has a soft and comfortable feeling.

Zhao Xiaofeng sat up, and he looked around. In front of him was an endless plain, and there were black boulders scattered across the plain, and the big boulders were bigger than small houses. Zhao Xiaofeng sat on the black boulder, what made him strange was that it was a cold day in Sanjiu, and there was a goose feather snow last night, but here, it was as warm as spring, and the ground was covered with tender green grass, and there was no sign of snow at all. What the hell is this? What kind of place is this? Zhao Xiaofeng looked up at the sky, the dark black sky was full of stars, there was not a single cloud, no sun, and no moon, but there was light all around. Zhao Xiaofeng looked at all this in surprise, he didn't understand what was going on.

Just when Zhao Xiaofeng was surprised and confused, the black boulders lying everywhere on the plain suddenly moved, at first they moved slowly, and after a moment's effort, they spun rapidly, and tens of thousands of black boulders quickly fused together to form a huge black carpet, and the black carpet spread out, boundless, with no end in sight.

Zhao Xiaofeng stood on this boundless black carpet, and he was completely stunned.

In the distance, there was a faint sound of drumming, which was ethereal at first, but if there was nothing, after a few moments, it was close at hand and could be heard clearly. In front of Zhao Xiaofeng, a small band seemed to fall from the sky. The small band is not large, consisting of four people, four people, four instruments, one drum, one pipa, one guqin, and one trumpet. Musical instruments are very common and ordinary, but the people who hold them are too special and too frightening! The four men are all tall and big strong men, not ordinarily tall, nor ordinarily large, at least twice as tall as ordinary people, ten circles larger! What is even more special and even more terrifying is that these four tall and big strong men not only look fierce and vicious, but also have incomplete bodies. The strong man with the drum was bareheaded, but his ears were cut off. The strong man holding the pipa was the tallest, but he was still wearing a tall and pointed hat, and his two eyes were deeply sunken, and at first glance, they seemed to be two black holes. The strong man who played the guqin had his nose bulldozed, leaving only a small black hole. The strong man who played the trumpet had no lips, his lips seemed to have been cut off by someone, leaving only a little flesh at the corner of his mouth, barely drooping, and two rows of white and long teeth were exposed, like the legendary man-eating demon.

Zhao Xiaofeng lives in the Nine Cliffs, and has been roaming in the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest since he was a child, and he has seen strange-shaped beasts, but in the face of these four strong men, he was still taken aback.

The four strong men stood in two rows, left and right. In the sound of drums, an elderly man walked respectfully, he seemed to be walking very slowly, but in an instant, he arrived in front of Zhao Xiaofeng. The old man was always smiling, he was not tall, but he was radiant and bright, and although his clothes were not noble, he was extremely clean and decent.

Zhao Xiaofeng looked at the old man.

The old man suddenly knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "The little master is coming, and the old slave is late to greet him, hoping to beg for forgiveness." ”

Zhao Xiaofeng was stunned, and hurriedly helped the old man up: "Grandpa, you recognize the wrong person, my name is Zhao Xiaofeng, I accidentally fell from the Nine Cliffs just now." ”

The old man shook his head and looked at Zhao Xiaofeng with tears in his eyes: "You are on the Nine Cliffs, I sent someone to ...... you Please come down...... I'm not mistaken, you're my little master. ”

Zhao Xiaofeng was confused, he didn't know what was going on with this old man.

The four strong drummers are also very respectful to Zhao Xiaofeng.

The old man introduced himself: "In the past, the old master called me Xiaowen, and my name was Shangguan Wenwen!"

A smile appeared on Zhao Xiaofeng's face: "Grandpa Shangguan ......"

The old man hurriedly stopped Zhao Xiaofeng: "The little master can't call the old slave like that, how can I afford it?"

Zhao Xiaofeng looked at the old man, not knowing what to say.

Shangguan Wenwen smiled and said to Zhao Xiaofeng: "Little master, I'll take you to a place first, and you will understand everything!" He said as he spoke, he had respectfully led the way in front, and Zhao Xiaofeng had no choice but to follow behind.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a small house floated in front of me, small and delicate, with no windows, only a small door open, and a semicircular roof. The small house slowly fell in front of Zhao Xiaofeng, and a soft ladder slowly stretched out from the small door. Shangguan Wenwen warmly invited: "Little master, please!" Zhao Xiaofeng hesitated, but still went up the soft ladder. Zhao Xiaofeng just got on the soft ladder, and the soft ladder shrank into the small house with Zhao Xiaofeng. The small house looks small, but it is spacious inside. Countless strange small lamps illuminate the small house. Countless small lights are constantly changing colors, red, blue, purple, green, light blue, pink, orange and yellow...... There is a round table in the small house, and six round chairs are placed around the round table. Shangguan Wenwen pulled a chair and invited Zhao Xiaofeng to sit. Zhao Xiaofeng pulled out the chair next to him and let the old man sit. It can be seen that the old man is very satisfied with Zhao Xiaofeng and is very grateful.

The small door slowly closed, and all the countless small lights suddenly went out, and the small house seemed to fall into the dark abyss at once.