"Where are you going?"

A bland voice floated into Zhang Ji's ears leisurely, like a ghost whispering in his ear.

In an instant, he was frightened, and his legs were weak and he was about to kneel.

But the palm of the hand on his shoulder contained some strength, grabbing his shoulder, and making him really fall to his knees.

Ming Bufan's eyes were a little disappointed, he thought he was a character before, but now that he sees it, how can he be so timid, and he doesn't even have the heart to resist.

"Obviously, he directly sensed the Sharp-beaked Monk's plan and single-handedly planned such a perfect escape plan, how could he be like this now?" Ming Bufan said to himself in his heart.

In fact, this is not how timid Zhang Ji is, it's just that as a low-level monk, in order to survive, he naturally thinks a lot, but the moment Ming Bufan appeared, the earth shook, and the two earth dragons brought out rolled away, which directly shocked his mind and completely subverted Zhang Ji's cognition.

Looking at the back of the thin monk in front of him, Ming Bufan pursed his lips, and he thought of the monk who was also so timid.

It's just that the monk has ambitions in his heart that no one in the world dares to imagine, and even so absurd in the eyes of the world.

That monk was Hong Qing, remembering the name of the sword technique shouted at the cost of exhausting his lifespan, and the starlight of the entire stone cave floated, with that trace of divine injury, which made Ming Bufan's brows twitch slightly, and a trace of fluctuation began to appear in his heart.

The word love has yearning and fear.

The trance was just an instant, and Ming Bufan exhaled a breath of cold air.

"Turn your head. ”

As soon as his hand was loosened, Na Ji was soft on the ground, and many sharp weeds directly cut through his exposed skin, even so he didn't dare to make any more movements, but quickly turned his body around, lowering his head to show his obedience.

"What's the name. Ming Bufan asked casually.

"Villain Zhang Ji. That Zhang Ji looked flustered, and immediately spoke, and he became more and more afraid of the person in front of him.

"Zhang Ji, it's still a good name, and the strategy used before is still good. ”

Ming Bufan said easily.

"Don't dare!!"

Such words instantly scared that Zhang Ji half to death, he boasted that he was smart Sure enough, those behaviors when Ming Bufan appeared were to guess that the man in front of him had something to do with the two, and it could not be the existence of the girl's elders.

And most of their previous words were heard by them, and most of the purpose of themselves and others had been heard clearly by them.

Seeing his method of killing people without blinking, most of them will not escape death.

Ming Bufan looked at him like this, and thought in his heart, he also needed a more clever monk to do something.

"Follow me first......"

After that, he turned around and walked towards Li Xue and the others who came over in the distance.

When Zhang Ji heard this, his face was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react for a while What was going on, and his expression was puzzled.

But the next moment a wave of ecstasy surged up his face.

Cautiously raised his head, only to see a figure with a hint of loneliness, the tiger skin robe behind him fluttering gently, and the wine gourd hanging from his waist swayed gently with the pace.

There was an inexplicable spirit behind this man, as if he was moving forward and no longer worried, but in the next moment, he found that the man had too many worries in his heart, and he was full of affection, especially the gourd wine, which faded out of helplessness.

This kind of contradictory feeling Zhang Ji has never seen before.

"Not yet?"

Ming Bufan said casually, woke him up instantly, immediately got up, and followed quickly.

"Him?"

Xuan Li opened his mouth and said directly what Li Xue wanted to ask.

Ming Bufan glanced at the delicate little face, and now he felt a little strange about the coincidence of meeting him, but he couldn't say where the strange place was.

"My new little brother thug"

Ming Bufan said casually.

"Why do you want him?"

Xuan Li then asked, she was inexplicably annoyed by the monk's thin and timid appearance.

"After all, I can't probe the cultivation of other monks as a mortal, and many things are inconvenient, and you are a spirit race, so it's even more inconvenient. ”

Ming Bufan said casually, but it made Zhang Ji's heart skip a beat.

"Spirit Clan, isn't it what this senior used to wash away the bloodline?" Zhang Ji thought, but in an instant, he thought of the two words that Ming Bufan said before.

"What do you mean by being a mortal?" so the spiritual sense was released, and a body without spiritual power appeared in his eyes, subverting all his cognitions.

"Such a terrible person is actually a mortal!!"

As if sensing something, Ming Bufan turned around and happened to see a shocked face.

"Heh, every time it's so shocked, is it that ordinary masters are so underestimated?"

As he spoke, he gently patted the Qinghong Broken Sword on his waist, and the corners of his mouth drew an arc.