In the midst of the green grass, Jun Ze saw clearly what the black thing was.

This...... Like the hilt of a sword.

"The young man's eyesight is good, that's right, I am heaven and earth, omnipotent, suave, Yushu Linfeng's sword is also ink!"

"Hurry up, don't be stunned, pull me out! This place is slimy and smelly, and the master has already had enough! ”

The scorching ink urged Jun Ze to pull it out, and Jun Ze bent down and squatted in front of it, wrapped in the coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away.

"It's okay to pull you out, make a contract with me."

The conditions must be negotiated first, otherwise he will suffer later.

The black dots on the ground shook, as if thinking, and within three seconds, the children's voice sounded again, "No problem! Drop a drop of your blood on me, and the master will be your sword in the future! ”

Junze didn't expect it to be so easy.

Isn't it said that most of the heavenly and earthly treasures who have given birth to spiritual wisdom are arrogant and hate human beings, and the monks will not easily agree to the contract? Why did he meet this so easy to talk to?

Seeing that Jun Ze didn't move, Burning Mo urged him in turn, "Hurry up, hurry up, it's going to be dark no matter how much you grind!" ”

The sky was bright and sunny overhead.

Jun Ze no longer hesitated, biting his fingertip and dripping a drop of blood on the black spot.

As soon as the blood fell, it was absorbed, and it disappeared in a flash.

And Junze already felt his connection with Burning Ink.

"Oh! The master can finally come out! ”

Without waiting for Jun Ze to make a move, Zhi Mo himself rushed out of the swamp and flew around Jun Ze several times on a rampage, humming out of tune as he flew, noisy like a cricket.

"What's your name, kid?" The ink stopped in front of Jun Ze, and the black stick-like sword body swayed left and right.

"Junze."

"You've already laid a foundation at your age? Not bad! ”

Burning Mo began to jump up and down again, "But with your bloodline talent, this speed is normal, I will take you to find good things in the future, and ensure that you rise faster!" ”

Jun Ze's breath stagnated and stopped.

Burning Mo didn't stop, flew out for a distance and flew back by himself, "We've made a contract, I can see that it's normal!" But don't worry, kids, others won't be able to see it! ”

Human and demon blood, this thing should be uncommon in the human world.

Such a precious thing actually made his noble Burning Ink Master come into contact with him! He is indeed the chosen one!

Jun Ze pursed the corners of his lower lip and asked Zhi Mo, "If it is a powerful monk whose strength is close to the Tribulation Period, can you see my bloodline?" ”

"Tribulation? Now there are such powerful people out there? "Burning ink has a strange focus.

Those waste monks in the human world are fighting all day long for roots and flowers, and lend them geniuses who can't come out of the tribulation period for five hundred years!

Jun Ze stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword and pulled it in front of him, "You say first, can you?" ”

"It should ...... Yes. ”

During the tribulation period, I have already touched the threshold of ascension, and almost half of my feet have stepped into the ranks of immortals, and I am no longer mortal.

Jun Ze was stunned for a moment, his chest jumped wildly, if he said this, wouldn't it be possible that Shizun would have seen through him?

As soon as this thought appeared, Junze felt chills all over his body.

Master ......

"What are you doing?"

Burning ink broke away from Jun Ze and flew wildly.

"I remember there's a necklace in the south that hides everything, and you should be able to use that."

"Where?!" Jun Ze's tone was slightly hurried.

"I know the way, follow me!"

"Okay."

……

"Yo, isn't that a coincidence? Where are you going? ”

Xia Jingyu was surrounded by the disciples of the Flying Flower Sect all around, and the leader was the disciple who grabbed the spiritual weapon from them on the street yesterday.

The disciple smiled arrogantly, "Hold him down for me!" Grandma's, dare to rob my things, see how I clean you up! ”

"Don't come here!"

Xia Jingyu looked at the disciples of the Flying Flower Sect who were getting closer and closer to him, and he used his spiritual power to raise his hand and throw out a circle of fireballs.

"Ahh

"! The stinky boy still dares to fight back? Give it to me! You're welcome! ”

In an instant, all kinds of spells were thrown towards Xia Jingyu.

Xia Jingyu was nervous, but he calmly took out the magic weapon prepared for him by the head of the house from the storage bag.

The magic weapon blocked most of the spell attacks, but there were still a small number of injuries to Xia Jingyu.

"What's that?"

The disciples of the Flying Flower Sect looked at the magic weapon that Xia Jingyu had taken out, and their eyes were filled with greedy light.

"Whatever it is, it's ours to snatch it!"

"Despicable!"

Xia Jingyu protected the magic weapon and scolded the disciples of the Flying Flower Sect angrily.

"Hahahaha-"

"Call, call, these are all our people, and your senior brother from the small sect still doesn't know where it is?"

"It's better he's coming! We just happened to pack up with him! ”

Xia Jingyu was outnumbered, and although he had the magic weapon given by the head of the house, he was still injured.

"Poof—"

Xia Jingyu fell to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the white robe on his body was also dirty.

The disciples of the Flying Flower Sect swaggered towards him.

In the main hall, the picture on the mirror was the scene of the Flying Flower Sect disciples bullying Xia Jingyu.

The curvature of Mingxi's lips faded.

The elder of the Flying Flower Sect touched his chin weakly, in this large public, even if the other party is a disciple of an unknown small sect, but with so many people looking at it, the impact is not very good......

The Flying Flower Sect elder immediately wanted to switch the screen, but was blocked by Ming Xi raising his hand.

The elder's forehead began to sweat, don't be an immortal venerable who can't look past and want to stand up for the disciples of that small sect, this is not easy to do.

"Immortal Venerable, this is just a competition between disciples, and it often happens in secret realms."

"Really?"

Mingxi looked at the elder, obviously laughing, but it made the elder feel a chill down his spine.

"Yes, Immortal Venerable, if you don't believe it, ask the other elders in the main hall, they will never deceive Immortal Venerable."

The others dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and squeezed out a smile to echo.

"Yes, Immortal Venerable, they are just a simple competition."

"Yes, yes, if that little disciple has the ability, he can fight back! That's it. ”

"Children are playing around......"

I'm vomiting blood, and children are still playing?

Then I'll give you a bloody one, try it, isn't it a joke?

"Huh? Is this his senior brother here? ”

Someone pointed to the mirror and exclaimed.

Mingxi pressed the hand that wanted to hit the person and looked up.

In the secret realm, just when the disciples of the Flying Flower Sect wanted to attack Xia Jingyu, they were beaten out by a black stick flying from the sky.

"! Who is it? Dare to spoil the good deeds of our Flying Flower Pie! ”

"A group of people bullying one person is not ashamed!"

The crisp children's voice sounded, and to deal with this kind of scene, the hot ink said that one pair of eight is not a problem!

The disciple of the Flying Flower Sect looked at the black stick in the air in surprise, "Artifact!" ”

Something that can speak must be an artifact!

In an instant, the eyes of the people of the Flying Flower Sect all glowed green.

"The artifact is mine!"

"Don't rob me, the artifact is mine! I'm a big brother! ”

"your big brother!"

The people of the Flying Flower Sect are in a mess.

The ink flies and slips away, like walking a dog.

Jun Ze walked over from behind and helped Xia Jingyu on the ground, "How is it?" ”

Xia Jingyu looked at Jun Ze with tears in his eyes, "Woo woo...... It hurts me! They're getting a heavy shot! ”

Jun Ze patted Xia Jingyu's shoulder and comforted people awkwardly, "It's okay, I'm here." ”

Burning Ink flew around and returned to Jun Ze's side, followed by the panting Flying Flower Sect disciple.

"It's you?!"

Junze was recognized.

The disciples of the Flying Flower Sect also came back to their senses and understood that they had been tricked, so they scolded angrily.

"That black stick is yours? You're kidding us! ”

Burning ink spun around in place a few times, "It's you guys!" ”

A bunch of little trash!

"Humph!" A disciple said: "Hand over the artifact at the point of acquaintance, otherwise you two won't want to get out of this secret realm!" ”

The disciples of the Flying Flower Sect gathered, and everyone had a sinister smile on their faces.

Obviously, this is not the first time they have done this kind of murderous and treasure hunting.

Xia Jingyu nervously grabbed Jun Ze's sleeve, "What should I do?" There are many of them. ”

Jun Ze held the hot ink and held it in his hand to the front.

He won't die.

He also has to go out to see the Master.

Burning Mo felt Jun Ze's intentions, and a burst of white light appeared on the sword's body, and the black shell wrapped in it fell staggeringly, revealing its original appearance.

The disciples of the Flying Flower Sect also took out their weapons one after another.