In the forest, there are shadows.

In the dense forest, Meng Xie couldn't use the Flying Eagle Wind Record at all, so he could only rely on his own speed to speed quickly.

Soon, Meng Xie saw sweat on his forehead, his mouth was panting, and the god-snatching bee behind him was in hot pursuit.

"It's not an option. ”

Frowning tightly, Meng Xie began to constantly recall all the records about the God-Snatcher Bee, trying to find a way to get rid of the God-Snatcher Bee completely.

The god-snatching bee, a third-order demon beast, likes shade and coolness, builds nests in tree trunks, lives in groups, pursues and kills invaders, never dies, and is only afraid of bee-eaters.

Bee-eater?

Meng Xie thought of these two words, and his heart was even more puzzled, a tiger like a bee?

At this moment, Meng Xie felt that the storage ring trembled, and when he opened it, a colorful streamer suddenly **** out.

"Haha! The Bird Master is back! Famous in the Southern Regions, sweeping the genius!"

Hearing this, countless black lines suddenly appeared on Meng Xie's forehead.

Semang actually woke up!

This guy has been unconscious since the Young Hero Competition, and was taken back by Zhang Ying to recuperate, and has been in a coma until now.

Meng Xie always carried it in a storage ring and carried it with him.

I never expected that at this time, it would wake up!

"What about those damn disciples of the Six Sects, Master Bird is back, and he wants to kill them to death!"

In mid-air, Se Mang stood suspended in the air, and his little head kept looking around for the disciples of the Six Sects who had injured it in the first place, only to realize that something was wrong.

"Huh, little devil, has the contest changed places again?"

Tilting his head, his small eyes stared at Meng Xie without blinking, with doubts and surprises.

"I said Master Bird, have you stopped a little, it's been more than half a year!"

After briefly explaining what had happened, Semang shook his wings and opened his mouth to scream.

"What! It's been more than half a year since the Young Hero Contest!"

"This is not the key, how do we deal with those god-snatching bees?"

As he spoke, Meng Xie pointed to the God-snatching bee that had been chasing and killing not far away.

"Eh!!!" Semang was shocked when he saw so many god-snatching bees, "Why did you mess with these guys, the famous little pick, I had to do it myself." ”

"Then you have dealt with them, get rid of them quickly, or I will die here, and there will be no way to complete the work you entrusted me. ”

Meng Xie took the opportunity to blackmail the color, and his face was much more relaxed.

"You're a threat, you're a bad learner!

Although Semang kept reprimanding Meng Xie in his mouth, his body turned around and faced the God-snatching bee.

Spreading his little wings, a burst of light turned on Semang's body and fanned out fiercely.

Call!~~~

A strong wind suddenly appeared, causing the branches and leaves to rattle all around, and the trees kept shaking.

Not to mention the god-snatching bees on the other side, they are all staggering, and only a few are still holding on.

"Sample, come back!"

The color mang, who has not been active for a long time, seems to have itchy hands, and his wings are flapping again and again.

The strong wind poured out one after another, and the god-snatching bee couldn't resist it at all, and they were all blown backwards.

"Don't get out yet!"

Semang let out a birdsong at the god-snatching bee, a sharp sound, resounding throughout the forest.

When the strong wind passed, the god-snatching bees regrouped, and when they heard the chirping of the colored birds, they did not catch up, but stopped in place.

"Chirp!"

Semang screamed twice, his wings spread, and he made a gesture that he wanted to continue flapping.

I saw the swarm of god-snatching bees wriggling and posing with a strange symbol, and slowly retreated and left.

Sending away the god-snatching bee with his own eyes, Meng Xie breathed a sigh of relief, if it weren't for Wu Wenkang's disobedience, where would these dangers come from.

What's even more hateful is that Wu Wenkang actually threw him down and ran away alone, what kind of bullshit inner disciple.

Muttered a few words indignantly, Meng Xie didn't know that Wu Wenkang was now walking out of the forest leisurely, and he was sneering incessantly.

Just now, he ran out not far and found that no one was chasing behind him, so he released the bee-eater he usually raised.

Of course he knew that it was a god-snatching bee, and if he didn't deliberately cut down the trunk, how could he stumble Meng Xie.

Now that kid is probably killed by the God Reaver Bee.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Wu Wenyang looked at the forest with cold eyes.

After a while, a figure ran out in embarrassment, making him stare at him for a moment.

When he saw this person's appearance clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's Pei Xian.

Pei Xian was gray-faced, his clothes were scratched in many places, his hair was messy, his face was pale, and there were a few god-snatching bees behind him who were still chasing him.

"Senior Brother Pei, don't panic, Senior Brother is here!"

Wu Wenkang shouted violently and rushed forward.

The long sword in his hand flashed in the air a few times, and the remaining god-snatching bees fell to the ground in response.

After taking a breath, Pei Xiancai hugged his fists and thanked, "Thank you, senior brother, I didn't expect what Meng Xie said to be true, I knew that we wouldn't cut down the trunk." ”

"Yes, I regret it very much, I was a little reckless. ”

Wu Wenkang had a burst of regret on his face, lowered his head, and seemed to be full of remorse for not listening to Meng Xie's words.

"Senior Brother Meng, haven't escaped yet?"

After resting for a while, Pei Xian looked around, but didn't find Meng Xie, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Thinking of Meng Xie, he was in a complicated mood now.

For Meng Xie who can break through the three mountains inside and outside, Pei Xian naturally has a little bit of admiration in his heart, and whenever he thinks of it, he was once defeated by Meng Xie, and there is still a little bit of mustard.

As for Zhang Ying, who threw herself into her arms at the beginning, Pei Xian didn't pay attention to it at all, and understood very well that Zhang Ying approached him for a purpose.

However, the truest thought in his heart was to hope that Meng Xie would survive, so that the Exile Sect would become stronger and stronger.

Wu Wenkang didn't know Pei Xian's complicated thoughts, but some of the disguises that should be had had to be continued.

Showing a look of pity, Wu Wenkang's face was sad, and he said in a heavy voice: "Senior Brother Meng, he hasn't come out yet, I heard that he has just been promoted to Martial Monarch, and it is estimated that he has ......."

did not continue, but the meaning of Wu Wenkang's words was obvious.

When Pei Xian heard this, he glanced at Wu Wenkang with a strange expression, and there was a trace of doubt hidden in his eyes.

As for how much Meng Xie's combat power was, Pei Xian couldn't estimate it now, but he clearly remembered Meng Xie's pride in the Demon Beast Forest.

However, Wu Wenkang didn't find out, and he was still complacent about his acting skills.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound in the woods, and a figure rode on a huge demon beast and slowly walked out.

Wu Wenkang and Pei Xian looked up one after another.

I saw a figure standing on the back of the demon beast, wearing a disciple shirt of the Wandering Sect, and an eagle falcon squatting on his shoulder.

"Meng Xie!"

Looking at the familiar figure, Pei Xian's face was happy. I immediately remembered that I shouldn't have been so happy, and I made a straight face again.

Wu Wenkang's heart was shocked, he didn't expect that the God Snatcher Bee not only didn't kill Meng Xie, but the other party also rode the demon beast out of the forest, could he have any way to communicate with the demon beast?

I heard that in many mountain villages, there are many hunters who have unique skills and can communicate with demon beasts without obstacles.

Perhaps, Meng Xie is one of them.

Unconsciously, Wu Wenkang made an excuse for himself, and he didn't realize the strangeness in it.

Meng Xie rode on the demon beast like a small mountain, and the color on his shoulders looked motionless, but the coercion of the innate bloodline made the demon beasts below not even dare to resist, so they could only obediently follow Meng Xie's instructions.

Walking in front of Wu Wenkang and Pei Xian, Meng Xie jumped off the demon beast, looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "Ah, it's late, it took a lot of effort to find this demon beast just now, otherwise I will be tired to death." ”

As he spoke, he made a tired look.

The bird master was on his shoulder, silent, and looked at the two people opposite him with small eyes.

Wu Wenkang is a smart man, seeing this, he hurriedly took two steps forward, with an apologetic look on his face, and slapped Meng Xie on the shoulder twice.

"I'm sorry, if I hadn't ......"

Meng Xie pretended to be generous and pushed Wu Wenkang away, although he had a smile on his face, he was already suspicious of this inner brother in his heart.

"Senior brother is too worried, people have misses, horses have stumbled, who hasn't made a mistake, you can rest easy, I forgive you, junior brother!"

"Poof!"

Pei Xian was secretly happy in his heart next to him, and he knew that Meng Xie would not suffer casually.

And when Wu Wenkang heard this, when he felt awkward in his heart, he had to pretend to be grateful, thank the other party, how depressed he should be, how depressed he was.

"Alas, thank you, junior brother, I really don't know what to say. ”

"Needless to say, they're all brothers!" Meng Xie waved his hand generously.

All three were safe, rested a little outside the forest, ate something, and hit the road again.

After a small episode in the forest, Wu Wenkang superficially obeyed Meng's evil words, and Pei Xian was even more relaxed.

Of course, Meng Xie was unceremonious, and talked eloquently about some herbs around him, causing the two of them to admire.

After walking for a while, a large river 100 zhang wide blocked their way.

"This is called the Qingfeng River, the natural barrier of the Luochen family, and the other side of the river is the station of the Luochen family. ”

Wu Wenkang, who has been here a few times, is quite familiar with this place, and introduced Meng Xie and the two with a smile.

He took out a black whistle from his arms, put it to his mouth, and blew it twice vigorously.

"Toot toot!~~~"

A shrill whistle echoed above the Qingfeng River.

After a while, the same two whistles sounded from the opposite side.

After the three of them waited for a while, they saw a passenger ship coming in the wind and waves.

On the passenger ship, the sails were raised high, and the word "falling dust" was written on them.

The boat was very fast, and it only took a few moments to reach the shore.

Behold, on the bow of the ship, stood a young man standing in the wind, and the strong wind blew his clothes with an indescribable spirit.

The passenger ship docked on the shore, and the young man jumped down and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Brother Wu, you're here, it's been good lately, I miss my little brother!"

The young man took two steps forward and hugged Wu Wenkang at once, looking extremely enthusiastic.

Wu Wenkang also patted the other party's back hard, and said excitedly: "Yes, it seems that we haven't seen each other for almost a year, is your sister okay?"

"My sister is fine, but I often mention you, and it's a little down. ”

He smiled with a smile, and the meaning of ridicule in the young man's words was undoubtedly revealed. (To be continued.) )