The twilight is four, the moon is high, and the stars are in the night. The night wind was blowing, and the swaying branches were like ghosts, and they were a little scary.

Feng Yin sat in the treetops, looking at the night sky, hugging her shoulders.

Is this the night on earth? It's beautiful, it's amazing, and the sky can change. It's just that the world is too big, and he can't meet other mortals, not even ghosts, his heart is empty, and he feels a little uncomfortable.

"Roar—"

There was a beast roar from the depths of the forest, Feng Yin looked back, and remembered the wild fox that Xuanyuan Ye killed, and his heart was even more curious, was it the same kind of beast?

He deftly jumped off the tree and walked deeper into the woods. As a half-ghost, this bit of darkness couldn't stop his vision at all.

When he got closer, Feng Yin saw a fluorescence from a distance. With joy in his heart, he hid lightly behind a tree.

In front of a cave, a glowing beast is eating another beast. The beast that has become a meal on the plate can no longer be seen as it is, and the glowing beast is clearly a tiger.

Feng Yin covered his mouth, his back was tightly attached to the tree behind him, he didn't dare to look at the cruel scene again, as long as he thought of the blood and internal organs all over the ground, he felt that his scalp was numb, it was even bloodier than Xuanyuan killing the wild fox at night.

Then Feng Yin's frightened development of his side became brighter and brighter, and he looked back to see that the beast had eaten all the prey, and he had discovered his hiding place at some point, and was glaring at him viciously approaching step by step.

"Don't come here, I have no ill intentions!"

How could the beast listen to what Feng Yin said, and even the beast humanized a mocking look, and pounced on Feng Yin with a kick on its hind legs.

"Don't come here!" Feng Yin closed her eyes, and a black enchantment appeared in front of her with her hand in the air.

The beast crashed into the barrier and did not catch its prey, and roared unwillingly, but its eyes became excited. This is a monk, and eating it is a great supplement for his own cultivation!

"Smack!"

The beast's tail swept on the enchantment, and the enchantment of Feng Yin disappeared immediately.

"How so? What are you? Feng Yin was a little panicked, he was just a ghost, where was his cultivation so high? It's just a matter of catching a few imps and a little self-defense spell, and now the only self-defense spell is so vulnerable in front of this beast.

"Roar!"

The beast raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar, and rushed towards the boy with great momentum. Feng Yin can't beat it, so he can only run, but where can two legs run more than four legs.

Before he could take ten steps, Feng Yin was slapped out by the tail of the beast that swept in the air, and hit a tree directly, Feng Yin felt that his internal organs were about to be knocked out.

Spit out a mouthful of blood, Feng Yin looked at the approaching beast step by step, and at this moment Feng Yin really realized the danger of the mortal world, which was a trap hidden under beauty.

However, Feng Yin did not regret it, he didn't like the boring life in the underworld at all, even if he died here today, it would be worth it.

"Roar!" The beast roared, raising its front paws towards the phoenix.

It's over, I'm going to die, wouldn't Bai Chang be angry if he knew?

Feng Yin didn't want to see herself being slapped into a meatloaf with her brains bursting, so she closed her eyes the moment the beast raised its claws.

"Hum—"

The sound of metal vibrating in the air.

"Coax-"

Then there was the sound of a heavy object falling to his ears, accompanied by a gust of wind that blew his green silk. He hurriedly opened his eyes, and the beast in front of him had fallen to the ground, motionless, with a delicate sword stuck in its neck.

Someone saved him.

Feng Yin looked around, but did not see a single figure.

"Hey, senior, thank you for saving your life!"

"Senpai?"

"Senpai, are you there?"

After more than two dozen breaths, no one came out to take the sword. Feng Yin exhaled a long breath of turbidity, he can't keep screaming here, right? Like a fool.

Walking to the beast's corpse, Feng Yin reached out to hold the sword, and pulled it out with the strength of milk. The sword was pulled out of the corpse, and a cold light flashed on the blade, and a cold air immediately filled the air around it.

"What a good sword!" Feng Yin reached out to stroke the blade of the sword, but was flicked away by the sword half a finger apart, "Absolutely, don't you want such a good sword senior?" ”

Feng Yin had a feeling that this sword had kindness towards him, and he was just afraid that he would be hurt if he bounced away just now.

Immediately after that, Feng Yin's eyes flickered, and before he could react, the sword in his hand was put into the scabbard.

What a baby!

Feng Yin didn't care whether the sword master could see it or not, he knelt down on the spot and kowtowed three times, and shouted loudly into the air: "Senior, in Xia Feng Yin, thank you seniors for saving your life, the great kindness of your predecessors cannot be repaid!" Feng Yin will put away the sword for the time being, and when the seniors need it in the future, just come to Feng Yin to get it! ”

After speaking, he kowtowed three more times, then sat on the ground and stroked the sword, "Thank you for saving your life, huh?" I don't know what your name is, "Bai Chang's sword has a name, "I'll give you a name!" ”

Feng Yin's words fell, and the sword broke away from his hand, drawing three words in the air, and then fell back into Feng Yin's hand without any reaction.

"Hey, hey?" He shook his sword gently, but it ignored him. With such a powerful sword, do you dislike him? Feng Yin lowered his head in frustration and touched the hilt of the sword, "The sword of the past is not good at all to get a name, but thank you." ”

Feng Yin muttered to himself stupidly for more than half an hour, and the sword ignored him before he gave up communicating with this sword.

Standing up from the ground, Feng Yin's back hurt and he couldn't straighten his waist, gritted his teeth, he was going to go down the mountain to find that person, if he met another beast, it would be over, and now the sword didn't pay attention to him at all.

Xuanyuan set up a simple wooden table in the courtyard as in the past, eating animal meat while eating blood fruits, every time in the dead of night, the aura under the autumn mountain is the most prosperous, through the gathering effect of the blood fruit on the aura can make his cultivation improve faster. He stumbled upon it.

"I'm sorry...... I have nowhere to go......"

Suddenly, a soft voice sounded, and he didn't have time to stop the aura that was rushing into his body. For a moment, Xuanyuan Ye's eyes were full of murderous aura.

This man has seen it all, and must not stay.

"I met a ...... who only shines Tiger, it's ......"

Before the rest of the words were finished, Feng Yin fell to the ground in the dark.

Xuanyuan sat on the spot for a while, and saw that Feng Yin was still lying on the ground and did not move, so he got up. He went to the kitchen to get a machete, and approached the unconscious Feng Yin step by step.

Originally, he had already let this person go, and he dared to run back, and he saw his secret, so he had to die.

He looked down at the boy on the ground, and in the moonlight he could see the abrasions on the boy's face, but he was not in the mood to sympathize with the old man's plaything, and raised his knife to slash at the thin white neck.

"Ping-"

A sword suddenly sprang up, and the sword was not unsheathed. Xuanyuan Ye's machete fell on the barrier formed by the condensed sword qi.

Feng Yin didn't have a sword on her when she left, so why did she bring a sword with her when she came back? And it was when he wanted to hurt Feng Yin that this sword came up.

Xuanyuan Ye took a step forward tentatively, the sword shook, the sword was pulled out of its sheath a little, and an oncoming cold air made Xuanyuan Ye frightened.

Xuanyuan Ye understood that with this sword, it was impossible to kill Feng Yin. He slowly crouched down and put down the machete, and the sword was completely retracted into its sheath, as if it had lost its life in an instant and landed beside Feng Yin.

Xuanyuan Ye didn't dare to act rashly, the sword just now also came out suddenly, who knows if it would suddenly kill itself.

Walking to Feng Yin's side, Xuanyuan Ye picked up Feng Yin in disgust, looked down at the sword on the ground, tentatively stretched out his hand, and saw that the sword did not react before he had the courage to pick up the sword.

Helping Feng Yin into the house and putting him on the bed, Xuanyuan Ye stopped caring about the boy, and all his attention was attracted by the sword.

The sword is pitch black, and the hilt has white stripes, and the stripes are inlaid with flowers from the other side, also known as the flower of the dead.

Xuanyuan Ye held the hilt of the sword and tried to pull it out, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull out the sword.

Probably the sword of the Lord. Xuanyuan Ye threw the sword aside in anger, looked back at Feng Yin who was sleeping on the bed, and felt a little jealous in his heart, how could such a fool get such a good sword protection?

Then I suddenly remembered the glowing tiger that Feng Yin said. That's the Yinghu, at night, it relies on its fur to shine to attract prey, and its heart is very brutal, and it never dies.

Xuanyuan Ye has only heard of Yinghu, but has not seen it, since Feng Yin can come back alive, then Yinghu is probably a super-crippled even if he doesn't die!

Thinking about it, Xuanyuan left the house at night, went to the kitchen to get a machete, and went up the mountain alone. Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "The Boss of Fast Wearing, a Little Cute Claw Bookstore" for the first time.