The image of the holy beast on the Holy Beast Order turned out to be a human dressed in red clothes and red hats, holding a red sheathed sword in his hand.

The reason why Fang Dong was surprised was not because this was a humanoid holy beast, but because the image of this holy beast looked at it suddenly, it was really very similar to the undefeated Dongfang played by Lin Qingxia, the red clothes and red hats, and the treacherous beauty of the combination of yin and yang, all of them were the undefeated temperament of the East.

However, Fang Dong took a second look, and felt that this holy beast was more like another person he knew.

The red clothes and red hats, as well as the ghostly temperament, and the red sword in his hand, and even the red blood and tears in the corners of his eyes were very much like a person Fang Dong knew.

"Real person, I don't know what the name of this holy beast used to be?" Fang Dong looked at Qihua Zhenren and asked.

"His name is Red Tears." Seven Flowers replied.

"Red tears?" Fang Dong frowned slightly, this was not the same as the name of the person he knew.

"Would you like to listen to his verses?" Qihua Zhenren seemed to want to get the red tears out again, although he didn't know Fang Dong's name, he didn't mean to look down on a scribe.

"No need." Fang Dong shook his head slightly, he didn't have any more associations with the name of Red Tears and this image, the only thing that came to mind was that person.

Qihua Zhenren showed a look of disappointment on his face, and he wanted to turn around and walk back into the wooden building.

"Real person, I wonder if you can let me try to solve it?" Fang Dong asked with some reluctance, this holy beast was really too much like that person.

"Are you sure?" Qihua Zhenren turned his head to look at Fang Dong and asked.

Fang Dong shook his head slightly: "I have some ideas in my heart, but I can't guarantee that it will be successful, so I can only give it a try." ”

The Seven Flowers True Man pondered for a moment, then took out the Holy Beast Order again and handed it to Fang Dong: "It's okay, you can just give it a try." ”

Because it is a holy beast order that has returned to its origin with self-banning, if Fang Dong can't make an article that can match it, the holy beast will not be solved, unlike an ordinary holy beast order, even if the article is not good, the holy beast will also be solved, but the grade is relatively low.

Fang Dong took the Holy Beast Order, stared at the Holy Beast Order slightly for a moment, and then condensed his energy on his fingertips, and slowly wrote on the Holy Beast Order: "Red Luo Tent, Timid Spring Cold, Fragrant Mist and Thin Clouds, Bronze Sparrow Shadow." Looking at the crystal bottle from the side, the butterfly clothes flow pill, and you can cross the Yangguan. And the tutu burned out, full of smoke and warmth, and the painting screen shone on the clothes. ”

Qihua Zhenren frowned and looked at Fang Dong, Fang Dong's composition was completely different from the previous one, it could be said that it had nothing to do with it, and it didn't seem to have anything to do with red tears.

Just when Qihua Zhenren felt that he was wasting time, he suddenly saw the holy beast in Fang Dong's hand shine brightly, turning into red smoke like veil and silk, and in Fang Dong's hand, it fell to the ground flutteringly, turning into a swordsman in red clothes and red hats, with an inexplicable sadness in his eyes.

"It really can!" Even Fang Dong himself was a little surprised.

What he wrote was the poem number of a character named Gong Wuhou in the puppet show Thunderbolt, most of the characters in Thunderbolt have a poem number, Fang Dong saw that the appearance and temperament of this holy beast were too similar to Gong Wuhou, so he wrote the exclusive poem number of Gong Wuhou to give it a try, but he didn't expect it to really work.

The queen of that palace had a miserable life, his father, teacher, and friends all died, and it can be said that their deaths were tied to him, and in the end, even he committed suicide.

The drop of blood and tears in the corner of his eye, legend has it that Nuwa was injured by a branch when she created a man, and a drop of blood fell on the face of the clay man, and since then the clay man has fallen into endless reincarnation, walking in the world with the eyes of blood and tears, once the eyes of blood and tears awaken, you can reach the peerless martial arts realm of non-heaven and non-human, non-yin and non-yang.

"Fortunately, this is the red tears of the holy beast, not the real Gong Wuhou, I hope he will not be as sad as Gong Wuhou." Thinking of Gong Wuhou, Fang Dong sighed lightly in his heart.

"Red Tears...... Red Tears ......" Qihua Zhenren walked up to Red Tears with an excited expression, and was about to touch Red Tears' cheeks with trembling fingers.

But I saw that Red Tears looked indifferent, and as soon as the red sword in his hand moved, the red sword light flashed, and the palm of Qihua Zhenren was almost cut off, and Red Tears was still indifferent.

"Don't worry, I'll return the red tears to you." Fang Dong relieved the red tears, and now the red tears are in his name, and the control is in Fang Dong's hands.

Qihua Zhenren nodded happily, Fang Dong handed over the control of Red Tears to Qihua Zhenren, but Qihua Zhenren's face changed, he had no way to gain control of Red Tears.

"In the past life, in this life, Qihua, you are not my master, and you should not be my master." Red Tears suddenly spoke, startling Fang Dong.

Fang Dong had never seen such a wise holy beast, it was exactly the same as a human, it was also a holy beast, and the IQ of the big white goose was much worse than this red tear.

"It's worthy of being an extraordinary holy beast, it's too powerful, it's also a humanoid holy beast, I don't know if that wolf girl has a chance to be extraordinary." Fang Dong secretly envied himself in his heart, but he didn't know that the wolf girl was the embodiment of part of the origin of Mingyuexin, and she was already transcendent by nature.

Qihua Zhenren listened to the words of Red Tears, and his originally excited face suddenly became extremely lonely, as if he was wagging his tail and begging for Red Tears: "I have lost her, now I only have you left, I can't lose you anymore, please stay by my side." ”

"She never belonged to you, and you never lost her." After Red Tears finished speaking, he actually got up and walked straight to Fang Dong, and said indifferently, "Send me back to the Void Realm." ”

Fang Dong paused, and then looked at Qihua Zhenren, but saw that Qihua Zhenren was already crying on the ground, and he had no intention of objecting at all, Fang Dong thought about it, and then took back the red tears from the void.

"Ahem, real person, what do you think is going to do about this?" Fang Dong naturally loved this holy beast Red Tears very much in his heart, he hated to take the Red Tears directly as his own, not to mention that Red Tears' spiritual intelligence was so high, just the transcendent point was already a priceless treasure, although he was only at the level of the Holy Grade Scribe now, but he could continue to upgrade, he might not be able to reach what level in the future, the potential was too great.

But after all, this is a transaction, Red Tears belongs to Qihua Real People, and Fang Dong is not qualified to take him for himself.

Qihua Zhenren ignored Fang Dong, lying on the ground and crying in grief, which didn't stop for a long time, making Fang Dong feel very embarrassed next to him, and he didn't stay or leave.

Finally waited for Qihua Zhenren to stop crying, and slowly sat up from the ground, a pair of red and swollen eyes stared at Fang Dong without blinking, and Fang Dong was furious when he saw it.

"Real person, what do you think of this matter? That Red Tear is too intelligent, even if I give up his control, he can refuse to surrender control of his origin to anyone again, unless he wants to, no one can become his master again, what can I do? Fang Dong hurriedly said to Qihua Zhenren with a bitter face, but he was a little happy in his heart, if he could leave the red tears, it would be a big pie falling from the sky, or the kind that was big enough to kill people.