Jiang Feng stared at the small phantom mink in his palm.

I saw a glimmer of light in its small narrowed eyes.

When the little phantom mink saw Jiang Feng, his eyes showed horror.

With a "sizzling" sound, he suddenly jumped up from Jiang Feng's hand.

The little phantom marten jumped into the air and suddenly fell straight down.

A trail of blood was left on Jiang Feng's palm.

The little phantom marten, which had fallen to the ground, struggled to crawl forward.

Its legs limped and it was sluggish.

Jiang Feng hurriedly got up and reached out to catch it.

The little phantom marten turned around and bared its teeth!

Vigilantly roared at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng didn't dare to touch it rashly.

"Now is the time for it to be weak, the best time to control it, and we must not let it go. ”

Wu Zhengxing's voice sounded behind him.

Looking at the vigilant appearance of the little phantom mink, Jiang Feng was a little hesitant.

In the end, he took out the jade flute.

Jiang Feng sat down cross-legged in front of the little phantom mink and put the jade flute to his mouth.

The low sound of the flute sounded in the woods.

If you want to control the demon beast, you must communicate with the spirit of the demon beast.

In the "Requiem" that Jiang Feng obtained, the first part was called Requiem.

Jiang Feng's flute sound was soft, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

The little phantom mink's irritable mood gradually calmed down.

Its teeth were clenched.

The little phantom marten slowly crawled down and curled up on the ground.

Jiang Feng's flute sound became more and more slow, clear, and peaceful.

Now it is a requiem that is played.

I don't know if it's because of the sound of the flute, or because of the injury.

It slowly closed its eyes.

Under Wu Zhengxing's reminder, Jiang Feng's expression was focused, and a trace of divine consciousness entered a chaotic world with the sound of the flute.

A phantom-looking little phantom mink appeared in front of Jiang Feng's eyes.

This is the world in the mind of the little phantom mink.

This phantom is the spirit of the little phantom mink.

Jiang Feng tried to get close to it, but found that it was far away and couldn't get close.

Jiang Feng slightly quickened the rhythm of the flute.

The phantom-shaped little phantom mink suddenly picked up, just like the little phantom marten in the outside world, grinning its teeth.

Jiang Feng hurriedly slowed down the sound of the flute.

The gentle flute continued to play, and the phantom-shaped little phantom marten sensed that Jiang Feng had no malicious intentions, so he eliminated his state of vigilance.

"Requiem" can forcibly control the spirit of the little phantom mink.

But!

Jiang Feng didn't want to do this.

Jiang Feng tried to use the sound of the flute to feel the emotions of the little phantom mink, and a trace of panic and uneasiness appeared in Jiang Feng's heart.

This!

It's the mood of the little phantom mink.

It's scared, it's scared, it's lonely.

Even the phantom little phantom marten curled up in a ball.

Blurred pictures appeared in Jiang Feng's divine sense.

In these pictures, a banyan forest appeared, and Jiang Feng saw two large phantom minks and a small phantom mink.

The little phantom marten jumped around in the banyan grove and finally returned to the two big phantom martens, snuggling up to them.

One of them, a slightly smaller phantom marten, kept licking the baby phantom marten with its tongue.

It's a harmonious, warm picture.

It seems that they are a family of three.

As soon as the picture turned, the little phantom marten ran in the purple bamboo forest.

The female mink who had licked the small phantom marten before followed it.

It was very fast, and in a moment, it left its mother behind.

At this moment, a huge snake shadow appeared in front of him.

Jiang Feng felt a trace of panic in his heart.

At this moment, the little phantom mink's emotions would be conveyed to Jiang Feng's divine consciousness.

The giant snake had cyan scale armor, and it was the leader of the green scale snake that Jiang Feng had fought so hard before.

Black poisonous smoke enveloped the whole world.

The little phantom marten was suddenly attacked and froze for a while.

The giant snake bit down, and in the poisonous smoke, the little phantom marten couldn't dodge.

At the moment of crisis, the female phantom mink rushed into the poisonous smoke and knocked the little phantom marten away.

What followed was a messy picture.

The female phantom marten skyrocketed in size, becoming the size of a tiger.

A mink and a snake fell into a bitter battle.

Soon the female phantom marten fell into a downward spiral and was bitten by a giant snake.

Blood stained the body of the female phantom mink, and the little phantom marten rushed over angrily, trying to save the mother.

However, he was hit by the tail of a giant snake and fell into the poisonous smoke.

Jiang Feng's palms were drenched in sweat.

Everything that this little phantom mink experienced seemed to be facing Jiang Feng.

The little phantom marten watched as her mother turned into an immobile corpse.

Just when the giant snake was about to kill the little phantom mink.

The father of the little phantom marten appeared.

The leader of that phantom mink, a powerful phantom marten in the fourth-order upper realm.

Attack the leader of the Scaly Serpent like crazy.

Immediately after, huge snake shadows appeared around them.

The leader of the phantom marten was besieged by a large number of blue-scaled serpents.

Even with many outnumbered enemies, the Phantom Mink leader did not show weakness.

One by one, the third-order blue-scaled snakes were killed.

The leader of the Scaly Serpent was also seriously wounded.

At the critical moment, the leader of the blue-scaled snake launched an attack on the little phantom mink.

The leader of the phantom mink throws a rat bogey, and is attacked by the group of blue-scaled snakes.

Seriously injured.

The leader of the blue-scaled snake waited for an opportunity and bit the throat of the phantom mink leader.

The phantom marten leader struggled to the death, breaking free from the bloody mouth of the leader of the blue-scaled snake.

It picked up the small phantom marten and threw out a poisonous smoke.

The little phantom marten got up and fled desperately towards the nest in the banyan grove.

The leader of the phantom mink in the poisonous smoke falls.

Grief, fear, helplessness!

The little phantom mink's emotions made Jiang Feng's heart tear apart and painful.

Jiang Feng remembered when he was in front of the main hall of the Jiang family in Yuzhou, when he was forced by his clan to give up the quota in the secret realm.

Thinking of being held hostage by Ling Haoran, the clansmen planned to wipe it out with him.

The feeling of helplessness and sadness resurfaced in my mind.

I don't know when, Jiang Feng stopped playing the jade flute.

Wake up from your grief.

The little phantom marten was still curled up in front of it, its eyes closed and its little paws waving.

Jiang Feng finally understood, in the banyan forest, the little phantom marten did not choose to run away even in the face of the more powerful leader of the green scale snake.

Rather, they attacked without fear of death.

Jiang Feng felt that the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

Wu Zhengxing looked at Jiang Feng's appearance and said, "Boy, feeling the emotions of demon beasts is to better control them. Although the demon beasts take the initiative to recognize their masters, they can make the beast master communicate with them. But that's too unlikely, and you shouldn't miss it. ”

Jiang Feng looked at the phantom mink curled up on the ground, only the size of a fist.

Whether it is the "Requiem" obtained in Maoshan, or the music rhythm technique taught by Wu Zhengxing during this time, there is a method to forcibly control the demon beast.

However, looking at this young phantom mink, Jiang Feng hesitated.

At this time, the little phantom marten slowly woke up.

Jiang Feng put down the jade flute and stretched out his hand towards the little phantom mink.

"Be careful, the poison of the phantom mink is not vegetarian. Wu Zhengxing hurriedly reminded.

The little phantom marten did not have the vigilance it had before.

When Jiang Feng and it were in contact with each other, the little phantom mink also felt Jiang Feng's kindness.

This time, it didn't refuse, but let Jiang Feng hold it in the palm of his hand.

Jiang Feng took out a second-grade pill to heal injuries and gave it to the little phantom mink.

The little phantom mink curled up in Jiang Feng's hand, and Jiang Feng put it into his arms again.

At this moment, a violent aura emanated from not far away.

Ah Huang only devoured the Inner Dan of the leader of the Green Scale Snake and successfully advanced to the ranks.

Wu Zhengxing shouted in surprise: "Ah Huang has become a fourth-order demon beast. ”