"Sister, why?" On the side, Xia Zicheng asked Xia Ziyan in a low voice, his tone full of puzzlement. "Brother Fang obviously needs a helper now, why didn't he keep him, but instead kill such a powerful person?"

Xia Ziyan looked at the back standing in front of her, the corners of her mouth suddenly curved into a very beautiful arc, and said softly: "Because this person injured the divine beast before, and just now injured a spirit beast." ”

Xia Zicheng blinked, and then asked with a blank face: "Sister, I still don't understand." ”

Xia Ziyan smiled, reached out and touched his head, and said, "Because, in his heart, this divine beast has a higher status than the spirit beast just now, and it is far from being something that this stranger can replace." He hurt them, and he demanded that he pay the price, pay the price with his life. Even if he was in dire need of manpower now, he wouldn't tolerate that happening. The person he wants to protect will never let anyone bully him in any way, even if this person is the person he needs, even if the other party just sends out an extra attack. ”

Xia Zicheng's eyes lit up violently, radiating a light full of admiration.

Xia Ziyan had a soft smile on her face, and her gaze at that figure also had some other emotions.

"Don't kill me." Suddenly, the desolate voice of the gray-clothed old man came from below.

There were two spirit beasts that had stopped attacking, and I don't know if they thought that having the other two companions was enough or if they were the same as Ziling, thinking that Fang Yan didn't really want to kill him.

"Poof!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the gray-clothed old man, dyeing the last inch of gray on his body red, and now he is a bloody man.

Facing four opponents with similar strength to him, he didn't even have the ability to self-inflict, he could only passively accept one powerful attack after another.

"Bang!"

Another blow fell on him, and after receiving the blow, he fell straight down like a meteor gliding through the sky.

However, his figure had just fallen less than a foot down, and a transparent energy shield appeared under his side.

He slammed into it, and the huge rebound force made him soar into the air, and then fall again, if he was dying on the energy shield after three times.

"Don't kill me." The gray-clothed old man looked at the dialect in the air with a pleading face, "Don't kill me." ”

Fang Yan looked at him expressionlessly, without any expression on his face, very cold.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

"Don't kill me, I can give you a lot." The gray-clothed old man's palms kept dancing in the air, as if he wanted to grasp the last straw in his life.

At this time, he regretted that he had not listened to the other party's advice and sent another attack. If he had known that this would be the case, he would never have sent that attack again. It would be much better to let that attack fall on you than it is now.

However, how could he have imagined that this young man, who looked weak on the surface, was so terrifying?

"Exercises, spiritual weapons, yuan stones, soft armor, whatever you want, I can give it to you." The old man in gray said hard: "Even if you want to control me for ten years, I have no opinion. ”

Fang Yan shook his head and said to the red-faced lion, "Kill him!" ”

"Don't think about it anymore?" Although Ziling knew what he was thinking in his heart, she couldn't help but speak when she saw the existence of a True Spirit Realm.

In any case, the other party is also the strength of the True Spirit Realm, and the strength of this realm is really too difficult to find.

The red-faced lion also looked at him, as if urging him to think again.

"Kill him!" The dialect was repeated, and the tone was much heavier.

Ziling sighed and didn't say anything more.

The red-faced lion stared at him for a moment, the soles of his feet moving slightly.

"Bang!"

"Hmm......"

A palm print seemed to fall from the sky, smashing on the chest of the gray-clothed old man, directly causing his chest to dent down, revealing a palm print.

The gray-clothed old man looked pained, all his muscles twisted, and after a while, he glanced at Fang Yan very unwillingly, and finally exhaled his last breath.

There was a sudden silence, and no one spoke.

Fang Yan's body moved, flew to the injured spirit beast, and after reaching out to inspect the injuries in its body, he frowned unconsciously, and then took out a pill and gave it a dose, and the palm attached to it also took the opportunity to enter a vitality.

The spirit beast looked at him silently, silently, even if it sensed that the injuries in his body were recovering rapidly, he didn't show any unusual expression, just looked at him silently.

After a moment, Fang Yan withdrew his palm and said, "Your injuries are no longer serious, so rest well." ”

The spirit beast still didn't reply, and after staring at him for a moment, it suddenly hissed softly, stretched out its palm and patted Fang Yanwang's head, and then fell.

The red-faced lion stared at him for a moment, then reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and then fell. In addition, two spirit beasts also flew over, just like the previous spirit beast, they both stretched out their palms and patted his head, and they fell down with a soft sound.

Fang Yan looked dazed, not knowing why, and after a while, he came to his senses and cast a pleading glance at Ziling.

Ziling walked up to him unhurriedly and said, "What you did just now has successfully bribed them. ”

"What do you mean?" The dialect didn't understand the meaning of her words.

"That's what it means to be friendly." Ziling said: "If they can make this move with you, it means that they regard you as their friend." ”

The dialect was stunned.

"Perhaps, you're the first human to be considered a friend of them." Ziling glanced at him with a look of emotion.

"Friends?" Listening to this somewhat special word, Fang Yan couldn't help but mutter it twice, and the expression on his face became inexplicably emotional, and said: "Friend, this word is really a little strange to me." ”

Ziling glanced at him, suddenly laughed, and said, "You don't have to say that I also know, you definitely don't have many friends." As a person with too many secrets and treasures, you are destined to have few friends. ”

The corners of the dialect's mouth were bitter, but he did not answer.

"Only those of us who don't covet your treasures will take pity on you and become your friends." Ziling laughed, as if he had discovered something very interesting, and teased mercilessly: "Hey, if you want to count it seriously, don't you have as many human friends as beasts?" ”

Fang Yan glanced at her angrily, didn't bother to pay attention to her, flew straight to the demon phoenix, and said, "How is the little demon phoenix recovering?" ”