"Look for death!" The tall and thin cultivator jumped up and shouted loudly, and as soon as his body moved, he was about to rush towards the short Spirit Clansman, but was stopped by Han Xiangnan.

The bearded man wasn't much better, his burly size almost filled the entire staircase, and it was difficult for anyone to pass past him. I saw him run up in three steps and two steps. But before he could jump to the second floor, the Spirit Clan took the initiative to greet him.

The thin figure is so agile that he doesn't take the stairs at all. I saw that the spirit man jumped from the handrail here to the handrail at the foot of the handrail, and then jumped back with a light touch, and jumped to the bearded man in three or two clicks like a spirit ape climbing a tree.

The five fingers were spread out, and before the bearded man could react, he grabbed it in front of him. Dahan hurriedly stabilized his body and stretched out his hand to block, and with a bang, the leather armor on Dahan's arm guards and sleeves were crushed at once. "Ahh When the arm appeared in front of everyone again, it was already bloody, and the four wounds were clearly visible, and everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Thunderstorm had been following their battle, and he found that the moment the skinny spirit man stretched out his hand, his entire arm had become dry and hard, and the five fingers that stretched out were as sharp as a severed branch, and he didn't know if it was their innate skill.

The bearded man mobilized the true qi in his body, and a layer of misty brownish-yellow light between them concentrated on the wound on his arm, and the wound stopped bleeding between the two breaths.

"Okay, okay, isn't the girl from the Spirit Clan?" Han clapped his hands to the south, stopped the bearded man who was about to rush up, and looked up at the woman in Tsing Yi.

"Han Gongzi is so interested in the identity of the little woman, how is it, isn't it?" The woman in Tsing Yi glanced at Han Xiangnan with almond eyes, and raised her eyebrows.

"Although the girl has tried her best to hide it, Han has still seen a few Spirit Clansmen, but I don't know if the girl is the one of the Spirit Clan?" Han paced south into the hall and looked upstairs with his hands behind his back.

"Isn't Young Master Han going to my spirit clan?" the woman in Tsing Yi snorted lightly and turned her head.

Han Xiangnan touched a soft nail, and he couldn't entangle it anymore in this public, and when he retracted his gaze with a smile, he happened to see the thunderstorm standing aside, and the anger suddenly jumped up again.

"Dare to touch my entourage, get it for me!" Han Xiangnan pointed to Lei Jingyu and shouted angrily with a face full of anger.

The shopkeeper and Xiao Er had already hid in the corner of the hall, and there were only tables and stools left in the entire hall except for him, and Lei Jingyu had to stand there alone.

The woman in Tsing Yi turned her head when she heard the shout, "Why does Young Master Han like to bully people so much?

When she said this, everyone couldn't help but smile kindly. It's not a joke that Han Xiangnan, but it's clear that they are the same age, but she is old-fashioned and calls Lei Jingyu a young man.

"Dare to ask the girl Fangling?" Lei Jingyu asked with a glance upward.

As soon as he heard this, Han Xiangnan stopped squeaking and pricked up his ears to listen to her answer. The moment he saw the woman in Tsing Yi tonight, Han Xiangnan felt as if his heart had been taken away by her, and he still had a feeling of blood boiling.

"You, you're so rude, can you just ask about the age of the girl's family?" The woman in Tsing Yi frowned slightly, and looked at Lei Jingyu's eyes without much blame.

"Hey, I'm just looking at the girl's age and I'm about the same age, just ask!"

"Hehe, this girl has just turned twenty!" The woman in Tsing Yi looked pale when she saw the thunderstorm, covered her mouth and smiled and whispered.

"Ah, oh, it turns out that the girl is a pig! hehe!" Lei Jingyu was thinking about his thoughts, and suddenly heard the answer of the woman in Tsing Yi, and he didn't react for a while, so he pouted baldly.

"Hmph, you are a pig, and your whole family is a pig!" The woman in Tsing Yi had a cold face, and returned to the room with a snort. With a thud, the door slammed shut.

"Twenty, isn't it a pig?" said Lei Jingyu after thinking for a moment, pinching his fingers and muttering in his mouth.

The two of them went upstairs and downstairs to ask questions, and there was no doubt that they flirted in the eyes of everyone. Han looked at the thunderstorm as he sank to the south, "Get him out of the way and let him sleep in the northwest wind for the night!"

"Slow down!" shouted a middle-aged man standing at the door of the corner room on the second floor.

Han glanced southward, and at the corner of the stairs stood a middle-aged man in a white robe, with the same face like a crown of jade, but the man in the white robe was more elegant than him.

Looking at the man intently, Han Xiangnan's eyes were slightly puzzled, he seemed to know this person. "I don't know who the predecessors are?"

"Oh, don't embarrass anyone else, can I give you this room?" the white-robed man turned sideways and moved out of the doorway and pointed inside.

"Hmph, count yourself as acquaintances, in that case, son, you should go into the room and rest!" the bearded man glanced at the thin and tall cultivator, bowed down and said to Han Xiangnan.

"Go up to the side!" Han pushed the bearded man to the south, and then arched his hand to the white-robed man and asked, "Ask the senior high name!"

"Hehe, I know Ling Zun, and please don't dislike my narrow room!" The white-robed man fell to the ground with a little flutter under his feet, and then walked out of the door.

"No, the kid disturbed the seniors' rest, and I hope the seniors don't blame!" Han Xiangnan rolled his eyes, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop the white-robed man.

"What are you doing standing stupidly, why don't you hurry up?" Han Xiangnan glanced at the four entourage, and several people walked quickly behind him and bowed to the white-robed man.

"I've disturbed my seniors, forgive me, forgive me!" Han Xiangnan also bowed, opened the door of the store with a few people, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

The white-robed man watched this cold leave southward, his eyes swept around, and he stopped on Lei Jingyu for a moment, and then went upstairs and returned to the room.

This farce was over, and Lei Jingyu hurriedly stepped forward to help the shopkeeper leaning in the corner, "Shopkeeper, you're okay!"

"Thank you, little brother, it's okay to be old!" the shopkeeper stood up, walked to the counter and bowed. "Ladies and gentlemen, let Xiao Er send a pot of home-brewed spirits to each room in a while, and the right is to be old and old to accompany you!"

"Hehe, the wine can be delivered, but we still have to settle the money. The shopkeeper is not afraid of power to protect the interests of our individual customers, how can you still pay out of your own pocket?

"That's right, just for you, we'll stay here next time we go into the mountains!"

The old shopkeeper won the favor of everyone in this way, and those who knew and did not know all walked down from the upper floor, and set up a few tables of simple wine and food in the hall and drank until late at night.

The next day, Thunderstorm packed the meat early, took the three and walked in the direction of the forest. For the little bit of meat he wanted, Xiao Er almost didn't sleep all night.

There is still a part of the Kaishan pig in the bracelet that has not been eaten, but it is for Sanjo. The flesh of ordinary spirit beasts is very tough, and under the cooking without special utensils, thunder and rain think that they don't have such good teeth.

The three of them ran all the way to the wind and snow, and they never stopped halfway. In the evening, the thunderstorm had seen far away from the edge of the forest.

"Let's go in and find a place to rest, little San'er!" thunder screamed as he lay on Sanjo's back, squinting his eyes. "You're only a junior!" a strong gust of wind blew, almost lifting him off Sanjo's back.

"Damn, it's so windy!" Thunderstorm hurriedly grabbed Sanjo's mane and grinned at Sanjo's bared teeth. When Sanjo is running, because his speed is too fast, he will form a protective layer on his body to protect the thunderstorm inside, so he can lie on his back and lie on Sanjo's body so freely.

In order to retaliate against him, the three minds removed the protective layer in one move, so that the thunderstorm felt the cold wind. One man and one horse laughed and rushed into the Starry Moon Forest.

The Xingyue Forest is the most extensive forest on the northern continent, with a Wolong country as the center across the two countries of Wolong and Snowmelt, and even a small area extending to the northernmost part of the Burning Flame Country, the specific area has not been discovered so far.

The most mysterious place in the Star-Moon Forest is the junction of Wolong and Melting Snow, starting from the interior of Wolong Kingdom, you can always pass through the Star-Moon Forest to the shore of the Endless Sea, but no one has ever penetrated into it from the border between the two countries, because the further you go, the worse the environment.

At the deepest point, the strong wind that constantly blows in the mountain all year round can't even resist the cultivators of the Distracted Divine Realm, and they don't know how the plants in the mountain survive. So very few people set foot in that place, and no one knew how deep the mountain really was.

Coming to the edge of the forest, the thunderstorm turned over and dismounted. After finding some dead branches, a bonfire was raised on the ground, and one of the hind legs left by the mountain pig was roasted on the charcoal fire.

"Sanjo, I'm a little nostalgic for my brother!" thunder and rain turned the pig's leg, his expression a little depressed.

"When we find what Yan Yun left behind, we will go to the Zhongtian Temple to find him!"

No way, the thunderous barbecue craft is absolutely second to none in this world. In my previous life, I don't know when there was a barbecue fever. In the summer, the streets are filled with the smell of barbecue.

Many people make appointments with three or five friends in their spare time, set up a simple stove in the courtyard at home, and enjoy life while chatting and enjoying life while baking things. So in their place, almost anyone can bake something out of it.

The simple condiments are matched with the precise heat, and the thunder and rain will roast the hind legs of this fishy spirit beast with a strong smell of incense, and then sprinkle it with several ordinary spices from the Quartet Continent, the taste, not to mention the tempting three of them, swallow the saliva one by one.

"Can you eat it?" asked Sanjo, lying next to him, looking at the pork leg motionless.