"Are you really a phoenix!?" Aslan looked at the hairless chick in the iron pot, and Aslan showed a look full of doubt, and a greedy hairless chick said that he was a phoenix, just like an old beggar wandering in the street said that he was a king. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

You must know that the phoenix is a legendary phantom soul beast, and the blood flowing in its body is much stronger than the earthly giant python and the abyssal sea bull Jiao that dominate the side of the magic sea.

Legend has it that the phoenix will become nirvana every 500 years, its flesh will be tempered in the red flames, and its feathers will be fuller, its voice will be louder, and its blood will be more powerful.

Beauty, brilliance, eternal life, this is the interpretation of the phoenix.

"What...... I don't think it's any different from a chick. Aldwin, who stepped forward, said in surprise.

Feeling the three scrutinizing gazes, the little phoenix jumped out of the iron cauldron, stood on Aslan's shoulder, stomped his feet and hummed, "I warn you, I hate the way you look at me. If it weren't for the sudden fall of a stalactite that shattered my eggshell when I was in Nirvana, causing me to be born early, how could I have become like this!?"

Sweeping his afterglow towards the angry little phoenix, Aslan frowned and asked, "If you are really a phoenix, why do you tell us about this?"

Hearing this, the little phoenix glanced at Aslan, then looked at the old cigarette butt who was also full of suspicion, and said solemnly: "Because I want to make a deal with him." ”

Trade!?

Seeing that the three of them showed puzzled expressions, the little phoenix said: "If this undead spirit wants to be resurrected, it must get the phoenix essence blood, so as long as you can help me regain nirvana, I will give you a drop of my own essence blood." ”

Hearing that the old cigarette butt could be resurrected, Aslan rushed and said, "What you said is true!?"

Seeing that there was a play, the little phoenix ruffian smiled and said: "Uncle, I am a phoenix, I have lived for tens of thousands of years, so I can deceive you little hairy children?"

Although the fat and small hairless chick looked very bad, Aslan held him in the palm of his hand as if he had been found, and said with a look of hope: "How can we help you become a phoenix?"

"That's what gives me a headache. The little phoenix said with annoyance: "I don't know how to change back, now I can only go out to the Mirror Realm to see if I can find a way to change back in the Eternal World." ”

The old cigarette butt on the side stroked his beard and laughed: "If your chick is really a phoenix, then I am a god." ”

Seeing that no one believed his words, the little phoenix pursed his lips and said with a dead face: "Whether you believe it or not, I have to go out to the Mirror Realm, anyway, it's all along the way, just take me with you." ”

Alderwin gently poked the little phoenix's belly with his index finger and laughed, "You want us to protect you?"

"Hmph, it's not certain who protects whom. The little phoenix sneered.

Aslan stared at the little phoenix for a long time, then put it back in the iron pot, and then poked out two brown tents from the Void Ring, chose a relatively flat and dry open space, and muttered while setting up the tent: "Although the resurrection of the old cigarette butt does not sound very reliable, it is better to have hope than nothing." ”

Hearing that Aslan was willing to bring himself, the little phoenix said triumphantly: "Since I am the oldest in the team, then you will all call me Lord Chilan in the future, so it is decided." ”

Aslan turned his head to look at the little phoenix in the iron pot, who was lying on his back in the soup at the moment, his wings hugging the back of his head, as if bathing in the sun on the beach, and raised Erlang's legs, revealing a comfortable appearance.

He forced a smile and said, "Lord Chilan, you ruined our lunch, so how should we fill our stomachs at noon?"

The little phoenix raised his eyebrows and smiled: "This is simple, whether it is flying in the sky or swimming in the water on the ground, I can catch it for you." Tell me, what do you want to eat? Is it the Wind Chasing Eagle or the Blue Flame Snake, or the Purple Gold Dragon Python, the Nether Dark Wolf, the Bladehorn Deer, the Flame Sand Beast, the Seven-Tailed Dragon Scorpion, ......"

Looking at the unashamed little phoenix, Aslan Mo rubbed his palms and smiled: "What we eat doesn't have to be so complicated, it's simple." ”

"Simple?" the little phoenix wondered, "How simple should it be?"

Aslan smiled weirdly and said, "Let's say mushroom stewed chicken." ”

Little Phoenix: "............"

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Ten days later.

"Drink!!"

Aslan took a step with all his strength, and the fine beads of vermilion blood seeped out of his skin again, but he didn't care, his eyes staring directly at a burly figure in front of him, which was the object he was going to surpass today.

Ten days have passed since the time of breaking into the dragon mound, from the beginning of the fifty steps to the current three hundred steps, Aslan interprets the inner desire for power with perseverance!

After he burst into a cheer, a large, sturdy green-skinned man looked back at him thirty meters away.

The green-skinned man was two meters tall, an orc with pure blood, wearing a beast suit made of bear skin, the bulging muscles of his whole body were like solid rocks, his jaw protruded two sharp teeth, his eyes revealed a sharp divine light, and his brown hair was braided into thirty small braids, and the end of each braid was tied with a yellowed beast tooth.

"I'm going to surpass you today!" Aslan met the gaze of the big green-skinned man, and returned the other with a challenging gaze.

"You skinny monkey want to surpass me?" the big green-skinned man laughed, "It's just wishful thinking!"

"Then let's wait and see!"

Aslan was full of fighting spirit, I saw him grit his teeth, and took ten steps again, and the corpse road he stepped on was then stained with his blood-colored footprints, and at this moment he had turned into a bloody man, looking extremely terrifying, and the green-skinned big man couldn't help but change his expression slightly.

He didn't know that Aslan's body flowed with the blood genes of the dragon clan, and if it was about the strength of the flesh, even he, an orc, could not compare to Aslan.

Since climbing the dragon mound for 300 steps, Aslan felt that the coercion was getting stronger and stronger, and the dragon corpses around him were getting bigger and bigger, and he even faintly felt that in addition to the gravitational coercion, there was also spiritual coercion.

This made him realize that in addition to the risk of being crushed physically, Chuang Longzuka also faced the danger of mental frustration, and if he couldn't resist the coercion, then the final outcome would be to become an idiot in addition to disability.

But none of these dangers could stop him, because the goal he wanted to surpass in the past few days was in front of him, and he still had nothing to spare!

"Twenty steps to go!"

Although his body was in unbearable pain and the waves were rolling in the sea, Aslan's eyes flashed with a touch of fanaticism, and he took one step after another with difficulty, and the burly figure in front of him gradually enlarged......

However, when he was only five steps away from the target, the other party grinned, and then took a step forward, slowly moving forward, while sarcastically saying without looking back: "Stupid human, do you really think that I will stand still and wait to be overtaken by you?"

Seeing the big green-skinned man striding forward, Aslan was not discouraged, but became more and more courageous, proving his determination to surpass the other party today with his actions.

His spine rattled with an invisible force, and he fell to the ground on all fours, crawling slowly forward with his hands and feet, gasping for air as he mentally counted the distance between himself and his target.

Five-meter ...... Four-meter ...... Three-meter ...... Two meters!!

"I'm going to overtake you!" Aslan shouted as he stood up, but before he knew it, there was a leaking sound ahead, and then he smelled an unbearable stench.

"Damn, I'll let you be super, eat my fart!" The green-skinned man looked at Aslan, who was close at hand, and smiled darkly: "I've been brewing this fart for a long time, what do you think it tastes like?"

The disgusting turbidity ran down his nose and invaded his lungs, and Aslan almost vomited all the love bento that Eldwin had cooked for him at noon, and although he had often heard about the rough behavior of the orcs in the tavern, he had really learned it now.

Who would have thought that an orc, unwilling to be surpassed, would actually fart at the people behind!!

"Ahem...... Damn, I'm going to beat you up tomorrow!" Aslan's face was full of indignation, and after choking on a few turbid breaths, he began to feel tightness in his chest again, and couldn't help but wonder if the other party had eaten the dragon "Xiang".

"I'll just take this sentence as your challenge to me!" The green-skinned man puffed out his arm muscles, his eyes revealed a compelling battle intent, and he shouted softly: "My name is Nigul Zhange, from the Yanhu Tribe, challenger, say your name!"

"Aslan Alex!"

When the second vomit came to his heart, Aslan, who had an uncomfortable face, glared at Nigul with great resentment, and then spit out all the food he had eaten today in the other party's sneering eyes......