After Fan Yi rode out of the city, he walked all the way by the bright moonlight.

In the season when the mountains are covered by heavy snow, no matter which mountain you look at, it is all white.

He had been walking for three hours, and he had not encountered any pedestrians along the way, and the roars of bastards could be heard from time to time in the mountains on either side of the trail.

Not far ahead, on a complete boulder on the left side of the mountain road, there is a pavilion.

Fan Yi planned to go to the pavilion to rest for a night first, and then go on his way after dawn.

When he came to the pavilion, he saw that the three sides of the pavilion were surrounded by straw mats.

I think that some passers-by can't resist the cold of this season, so the pavilion is simply sheltered to resist the wind and cold.

The pavilion was not big or small, Fan Yi led the horses into it and tied them up, and he took out some lightning charcoal from the square inch tiger. When the charcoal was lit, the inside of the pavilion was much warmer.

He took out some dry food and roasted two more pieces of beef. After a while, the pavilion was filled with the smell of burnt meat.

Fan Yi was eating meat while thinking about what Fu Lao said.

Fan Yi seemed to be able to see that Qin Sheng was the same as himself now when he went out of the city.

teenager says:

"Old City Lord Qin, I will definitely bring your body back to Rongcheng for burial."

After Fan Yi had eaten and drunk to his heart's content, he took out the water bag and drank a few big sips, and then touched his stomach with satisfaction and burped.

He used a branch to gather the lightning-struck charcoal pan a little, and then took out a yellowed sheepskin from his coat pocket, shook it, and put it on his knees.

It is painted with a pattern of rough and shallow lines, and the pattern is black and wide lines and scribbled to outline the appearance of the mountain.

Fan Yi stretched out his finger and moved with the lines after finding the location of Rongcheng.

It's been a long time.

Fan Yi put away the map and said to himself:

"I can't imagine that Wuzong is so far from here, and I must first go to the ferry town to take a merchant ship on the river before I can leave the Yunze Mountain Range.

If you can't contact the recipient of the Martial Sect when you get to Tianlong City, I'm afraid you can only ask the city lord of Tianlong City for help. ”

I made up my mind.

Fan Yi stood up and patted the dust on his clothes, walked up to the white horse, patted the horse's back and said:

"Don't worry, Dabai, I'll let you go home when I get to the ferry town."

The white horse seemed to be able to understand what the boy was saying, so he roared, which was regarded as a response to the boy.

The night was peaceful.

The town is still more than 400 miles away, and it will take about five days.

Fan Yi's trip only had one purpose, and hunting and killing bastard beasts was only secondary.

The sky is bright.

Fan Yi put ten silver coins in a corner of the pavilion and left a sentence:

"Borrow the treasure of the predecessors to stay for one night, if you have the heart, you can take it to repair the pavilion, if it is a household emergency, you can also take it away."

He didn't do this because he went out and carried enough coils, but because of a heart.

When people have the ability, they can do a little more good deeds, which can be convenient for others and themselves.

Fan Yi led the horse out of the pavilion, picked up a few handfuls of snow from the branches on the side of the road, wiped it on his face, and immediately felt refreshed.

It's noon.

Fan Yilao heard the roar of the bastard beast from a distance.

At this time, the child's voice sounded.

It laughed and said:

"The kid went into the mountain to take a look, the old man sensed that there were two hundred-year-old bastards fighting there, and we might be able to get a lot of benefits by going now."

Fan Yi heard Xiao Shengdou say this, and a sly expression appeared on his face.

He pulled the white horse into the mountains and forests, and commanded:

"Dabai, you just wait here, you can't go anywhere, if you encounter danger, you can leave me alone and go back to the city alone."

The white horse raised his head high and exhaled two hot breaths from his nostrils.

Fan Yi comprehended and rushed in the direction where the voice came from.

He had been running for half an hour when he saw two huge bastards.

It was a seventy or eighty-year-old spotted thorn tiger, and a sixty or seventy-year-old one-horned black-scaled python, frantically fighting and biting.

The two beasts are in a small, ruined village, fighting fiercely.

Fan Yi couldn't understand why there were human beings living here.

Just looking at the scene on the snow, I thought that the people in the village were eaten by these two beasts.

The strength of the Zebra lies in its barbs and sharp claws.

The scale armor of the one-horned black scale python is also extremely hard, and the power of the entanglement is also very strong.

Therefore, when these two bastards fight, they roll and twist in most of them, but the frontal toughness is secondary.

Fan Yi got into the snowdrift and lay prone on the slope of the mountain, staring at the two bastards with a pair of eyes.

Just wait for them to decide the winner, and then they can go out and pick up a bargain.

And a long time passed.

Perhaps the brindled thorn tiger and the one-horned black scale python have been entangled for too long, and the brindled thorn tiger has lost some patience.

It seized the right moment and suddenly rose into the air, and with its claws on all fours, it stepped on the body of the one-horned black-scaled python.

The one-horned black-scaled python was trampled on painfully, and it was also extremely angry.

Its thick tail and huge head were cocked into the air, forming a sandwiched pose.

Moment.

The one-horned black-scaled python used its body to entangle the spotted thorn tiger to death.

Not to be outdone, the striped thorn tiger kicked on the body of the black-scaled python with all its claws.

The two bastards scuffled together, rolling back and forth on the ground, smashing the earthen house to pieces.

Fan Yi was overjoyed in his heart and said in a low voice:

"The opportunity has come, Dou Ye controls their minds, and I will clean up these two beasts."

said.

Fan Yi was like a fast-moving humanoid bastard, scurrying out of the snow.

In a few breaths, we were in the village.

Fan Yi shouted:

"It's now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two white rays shot out of his body and stabbed into the heads of the one-horned black-scaled python and the spotted thorn tiger.

The two bastards were attacked by Xiao Shengdou's divine soul power, and they instantly lost their minds, and they both fell to the ground with blank eyes, and their bodies still maintained the fighting posture when they were fighting.

Fan Yi couldn't help but say, with the fist intent domain field of the great martial arts master, he slammed into the head of the spotted thorn tiger.

Moment.

The black field on the fist twisted and smashed a hole in the head of the Striped Thorn Tiger.

Fan Yi killed the Spotted Thorn Tiger with one punch, and then the second punch had already smashed into the neck of the one-horned black-scaled python.

Bang!

The Fist Intent Field smashed through the Black Scale Python's neck again.

Everything happens too fast, and it's done in a flash.

Xiao Shengdou's soul attack is not too strong, it can only control the opponent's time for a few breaths.

Xiao Shengdou can also extend the control time, but doing so consumes his soul power too much.

If you don't have to do your best, you must maintain your strength to the fullest.

Quick as a wink.

Fan Yi killed the two bastards.

He grinned.

Then he took out the dagger blade on his waist, and he was familiar with the way to dig out the spirit crystal of the mixed beast.

But just when Fan Yi was about to make a move.

The roulette mirror hurriedly reminded:

"Someone's coming!"

Fan Yi turned around and glanced around the mountain forest.

Sure enough, I saw two figures rushing towards this place from the hillside.

The person who came covered his face with a cloak, and when he was not in front of him, he couldn't see the other party's appearance at all.

Fan Yi inserted the dagger blade back into his waist, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and quietly waited for the two of them to come over.

Fan Yi knew very well the rules of hunting here, and the hunters of other cities collided in the mountains. As long as you report to your home, under normal circumstances, whoever kills the bastard first will be able to take away their spoils.

Soon the two men had entered the village.

The two of them glanced at Fan Yi before lifting the black cloak they were wearing on their heads.

I saw a handsome young man and a white-haired old man who looked kind.

The handsome young man's face was very fair, but his eyes were full of contempt for all living beings.

The old man was different, with a smile on his face, and nodded to Fan Yi.

The handsome young man glanced Fan Yi up and down, his expression still being high.

Asked:

"You're from this village?"

Fan Yi shook his head.

The handsome boy continued to ask:

"Three Realms Monk?"

Fan Yi nodded.

The corners of the handsome young man's mouth lifted slightly, and he took out a bag of silver coins from his pocket and threw it to Fan Yi.

The handsome young man slowly spoke:

"These two brutes died in a fierce fight, and you were lucky enough to get here first."

Fan Yi already knew the other party's plan when he took the money bag.

The other party first pointed out his cultivation, which means that the other party doesn't care about his cultivation at all.

The other party took out the money again, which was to send him away.

Fan Yi threw the money bag to the young man again, and replied with a smile:

"You're wrong, I killed both of these beasts, so they're both my prey."

When the handsome young man heard this, he had a sarcastic expression on his face.

Said:

"Two bastard beasts that are close to a hundred years, with you as a Three Realm cultivator, you can't kill them."

Fan Yi had already seen that the young man's cultivation in front of him should be the Four Realms.

Fan Yi was actually concerned about the old man standing next to the young man. He could sense that this person's martial arts cultivation was very high, and he had not said a word so far.

This kind of seemingly easy-going person is the most terrifying.