There was no need for Li Yu to answer, only to see a dark cloud elongated and deformed in mid-air.

Kiss! The clouds vanished.

A strange eagle with white horns flew out and transformed into a human body in the air, with a pair of black wings on its back, and an evil "black mist" demon pattern on its face and neck.

In the blink of an eye, the white-horned eagle demon landed in front of Li Yu and Lu Fang.

Lu Fang frowned and looked at the demon, this white-horned eagle demon changed into a young man's appearance, and his expression and posture were very similar to the white-horned eagle king.

Ying Li looked proud, a pair of brown eyes directly ignored Lu Fang's existence, and looked at Li Yu with a playful smile and said:

"I often hear my father and the big demon of the same clan say that the meat of human women is exceptionally tender and delicious, but I don't like this, if you are caught, I can beg my father to spare you from death and let you be my favorite."

This white-horned eagle demon is the youngest son of the white-horned eagle king, Ying Li, who came to Dazhou with his father this time to assassinate the elite of the human race.

I didn't think that the white-horned eagle king and the red-eyed wolf king were entangled by the two great Confucians.

After seeing Li Yu and Lu Fang far away from the battlefield, because they were late, Ying Li, who had been lurking in the shadows, knew that the opportunity had come.

There's nothing great about killing the daughter of the Great Confucian!

If you accept the daughter of Confucianism as a personal pet, it will be really majestic!

"Just you?"

Li Yu's eyes were sharp, and the weakness just now was like pretending, and his righteousness was surging, with a posture of wanting to do it at any time.

"Hahaha......"

Eagle Li looked up and laughed disdainfully, and said firmly:

"You don't have to be strong, you must be injured, even if you are not injured, you will not be my opponent, people and demons in the same realm are not of the same grade at all."

"You can try." Li Yu said coldly.

There was silence.

Suddenly, both sides moved at the same time, and Haoran's righteousness and demonic qi poured out on Li Yu and Yingli's bodies, and the wind formed by the two blew the sand and stones, and the trees in the forest were uprooted.

At this time, lightning and thunder exploded from time to time in the sky, and the storm became bigger and bigger, so that people's eyes were almost unable to open.

Lu Fang subconsciously retreated, and only then did he squint his eyes and stare at the battlefield until he withdrew from the battlefield.

Just listen to a coquettish sound!

The rain in front of Li Yu stopped suddenly, and immediately turned into arrows, and ten thousand arrows shot at the eagle demon in unison.

"Good time!"

The eagle shouted loudly, his body was like a balloon, and it suddenly rose to a height of more than a zhang, and his body disappeared, showing the battle form of the demon clan.

Except for the different colors of the fluff and wings, and the absence of a "demon wheel", it is exactly the same as the previous white-horned eagle king.

In the face of thousands of rain arrows, its wings slammed out.

The wind was mixed with surging demonic energy, and after destroying the withering and decaying and overturning thousands of rain arrows, it was still undiminished and rolled towards Li Yu.

Airplanes!

Just as he was about to attack Li Yu, a square inkstone spun out in front of her, easily defusing the blow.

"Great Confucian Mobao Yan Town!"

Li Yu pointed to the square inkstone, whoosh! The inkstone turned into ink light, and in the sound of chanting, it smashed towards the eagle.

Bang bang bang!

The inkstone is like a wooden hammer, hitting the eagle three times in a row, and every time it hits, its expression is a little darker.

After the third smash, the "black mist" demon lines on Ying Li's face and neck lit up, and the demonic qi imprisoned by the Sifang inkstone emerged, without any stop, he turned into a strange eagle with white horns and fled.

"Hey! With such a big tone, I thought it was such a powerful character. ”

Lu Fang laughed out loud when he saw this scene.

Smack!

The square inkstone fell to the ground.

Li Yu's body shook, one could not stand steadily, and he tilted his head and fell backwards.

She was indeed injured, if she hadn't brought the Great Confucian Mobao with her to scare away Yingli, she would definitely lose the protracted battle.

forcibly sacrificed the Great Confucian Mobao, so that the Haoran righteousness in her body was exhausted.

"Li Rushi."

Lu Fang's eyes were quick, and he quickly stepped forward to support Li Yu, who was about to fall, at this time, her face was pale, and she said weakly: "Hurry up and ...... go"

"Qimen Flying Armor!"

He didn't ask, he picked up Li Yu by the waist, and after the Xuanjia was attached to his body, he fled away with all his might.

I don't know how long I ran, but it was getting dark.

Lu Fang saw that Ying Li did not chase after him, thinking that he was frightened by Li Yu's strength, so he stopped in front of a cave.

With the addition of the scent of books, he can also run.

But Li Yu's forehead was hot in his arms, and even if he took some pills, his consciousness was still blurred.

If it keeps going on in the rain and doesn't heal her in time, I'm afraid that she will have sequelae and even be life-threatening.

The aroma of the book can't be eaten by others, otherwise if you give Li Yu some, you won't be so passive.

Lu Fang broke some branches with lush leaves and put them at the entrance of the cave to cover them, and then he went into the dark cave.

The entrance to the cave is small, but the inside is spacious, more than enough for two people.

"Is it cold?"

Lu Fang wanted to put Li Yu on the flat stone, but he noticed that she was trembling in his arms, so he simply hugged her in his arms.

Haoran righteousness poured out of his body, healing her injuries while emitting heat to dry the wet clothes on the two of them.

If you make a fire for fear of attracting attention, you can only keep warm like this.

And even if you want to make a fire, it rains all the time, and you can't find dry firewood.

Gradually, the clothes of the two of them dried up, and as time went by, Lu Fang's Haoran righteousness was not much, and Li Yu could only use his body temperature to make Li Yu not feel cold.

Fortunately, Li Yu's state has stabilized, and she, who has been dreaming, is like an octopus pestering Lu Fang, greedily absorbing the temperature on his body.

After escaping death, as soon as his spirit relaxed, Lu Fang was also sleepy, yawned, and called out Shuling Yan Chixia to wait on the side, he leaned against the mountain wall and closed his eyes to recuperate, and unconsciously fell asleep.

……

"Hey, wake up."

A somewhat illusory voice rang out.

Lu Fangzheng slept soundly, was pushed twice, and opened his eyes in a daze to look at the person in front of him.

"It's raining so hard outside, you can still sleep so dead, get up, the water is boiling, where did you put the dry food?"

Li Yu glared at Lu Fang with disgust, and turned his head to add chopped dry wood to the iron furnace in the cabin.

An iron pot was placed on the iron stove, the water in it was "gurgling" and boiling, and the heavy rain was falling outside the cabin, and the light boat was swaying with the wind and rain on the Wujiang River.

"I seem to have had a strange dream just now."

Lu Fang muttered to himself, wanting to recall what happened in his sleep just now, but the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't remember.

I always feel that something is wrong, and I can't tell what is wrong.

Thundered!

A thunderbolt streaked across the sky.

Lu Fang took the dry food in his hand and ate it in one gulp, and after drinking half a bowl of hot water, he walked out of the cabin and looked into the distance in a daze.

Clouds were thick above the Wujiang River and Luojia Mountain, and the downpour was like a huge rain curtain falling.

'Pen and ink book realm! ’

Lu Fang was startled, and saw that between the mountains of Luojia Mountain, there was a place that was as black as ink, as if it was ink on the sky and ink, and a huge pen with a simple atmosphere hung between heaven and earth.

All kinds of sparkling book people frolicked and played there, and they kept saying good words and good sentences in the book.