"It's a pity that I'm a daughter, otherwise I would have to compete to be the prince. ”

Zhuo Xianrong smiled, the smile on her face couldn't be stopped at all, and she was obviously in a good mood.

Yi Xiaofeng answered: "What about women, as long as you work hard enough, you can also be an empress, and the legend will always be the first." ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Xianrong was stunned, she turned her head and looked at Yi Xiaofeng in surprise.

Obviously, Yi Xiaofeng's words broke her worldview.

Queen?

Seeing that Zhuo Xianrong was a little stunned, Yi Xiaofeng reached out and grabbed her arm, pulled her, and said, "Don't go quickly, if you slow down, the divine beast will be taken first!"

Zhuo Xianrong woke up and hurriedly led the way.

Along the way, she seemed absent-minded, not as lively and excited as before.

"This girl doesn't really want to be an empress, does she?" Yi Xiaofeng thought to himself.

If that's the case, it's interesting.

After Zhuo Pingtian's death, the state of Wu will be in chaos.

Although Zhuo Xianrong is a rude girl, she is not bad to him now.

Otherwise, Lao Tzu learned from the Sword Saint and supported an emperor to ascend the throne?

Yi Xiaofeng came up with such an idea on a whim.

But the idea was quickly rejected by him.

The reason is simple.

He doesn't have that strength.

......

Outside the city of Wuguo, the mountains are undulating, most of them are mountainous, and the woods are scarce.

Yi Xiaofeng and Zhuo Xianrong walked side by side.

As far as the eye can see, the field of vision is broadened, and there is no divine beast in sight, not even a beast.

However, there are many monks flying around in the sky, like immortals.

"If there really was a divine beast, it would have been caught. Yi Xiaofeng said helplessly.

Zhuo Xianrong snorted: "What if the divine beast can farm the land and disguise it?"

Yi Xiaofeng smiled.

What mythical beast loves to drill into the ground?

Divine Mouse?

Yi Xiaofeng felt a little funny.

Zhuo Xianrong took out the flying sword and began to fly.

Although it was a little shaky, it was stable and did not fall off.

Yi Xiaofeng also took out a flying sword, and the sword flew, which looked much smoother than Zhuo Xianrong, and had more immortal temperament.

Zhuo Xianrong was jealous when she saw it.

Yi Xiaofeng doesn't look much older than her, how can she feel like anything?

Know too much!

Zhuo Xianrong flew aimlessly with mixed feelings.

No one knows where the beast is, so it can only fly around and try its luck.

Yi Xiaofeng was not too relaxed, and glanced around, looking for any hidden opportunities.

......

Two hours later.

Yi Xiaofeng and Zhuo Xianrong landed on the ground and began to rest.

Zhuo Xianrong rubbed her wrist and pouted, "Why do I have to pose to maintain my balance when I use the sword technique, you don't have to?"

Yi Xiaofeng replied: "Because I am a genius, you are not." ”

Zhuo Xianrong rolled her eyes.

She recently discovered that Yi Xiaofeng turned out to be a guy who loves to brag.

Yi Xiaofeng suddenly got up and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

At the foot of the hillside, he could faintly see a red light flickering.

He couldn't have been dazzled!

He immediately descended the mountain.

Zhuo Xianrong followed and got up and caught up with him.

Yi Xiaofeng stopped in front of a stone and kicked it away.

"What are you doing?" asked Zhuo Xianrong curiously.

Yi Xiaofeng ignored her, looked down, and saw a red fruit, more like a red bead, the size of a baby's fist.

A line of words appeared in front of his eyes:

The blood of the red spirit: The blood of the divine beast red spirit is condensed, which cannot be touched by the hand, and needs to be melted by spiritual power in the air.

......

Is there really a mythical beast?

Yi Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows.

"Wow, what a beautiful bead!"

Zhuo Xianrong was surprised, subconsciously squatted down, and reached out to grab it.

Yi Xiaofeng stopped her, helped her up, and said, "You can't touch it directly." ”

He took out his sword and dug into the ground, revealing that there was still a red blood in it.

"What do you mean?" asked Zhuo Xianrong with a frown.

Yi Xiaofeng said: "This is the blood of the Divine Beast Red Spirit. ”

He raised his right hand, urged the spiritual power, and said, "Learn from me, use the spiritual power to touch it, one for each person, you can refine a body that is invulnerable to all poisons." ”

Zhuo Xianrong was surprised, but she still chose to believe Yi Xiaofeng.

Immediately, she also raised her hand to exert her spiritual power.

When Yi Xiaofeng's spiritual power came into contact with the blood of the red spirit, the blood of the red spirit instantly melted, turning into a burst of blood qi and burrowing into Yi Xiaofeng's palm.

Yi Xiaofeng trembled.

This feeling......

It's so cool!

Zhuo Xianrong next to her was the same, her body shook, her cheeks were slightly red, and she closed her eyes involuntarily.

"What a wonderful feeling, Pan An, this is really the blood of the divine beast?"

Zhuo Xianrong asked in surprise.

Yi Xiaofeng nodded and said, "You can't be wrong." ”

He began to concentrate on refining this energy.

He sat directly on the spot, running the Nine Shadows Prajna.

Zhuo Xianrong couldn't see through his exercises, so he didn't have to be guarded.

Time passes quickly.

Dusk was fast approaching.

Yi Xiaofeng's cultivation skyrocketed, and he was getting closer and closer to the Jindan Realm.

Zhuo Xianrong is the same, but she is still far from the Jindan Realm.

Yi Xiaofeng opened his eyes and said, "It's dark, we have to go back, Your Majesty is still waiting for me to stand guard." ”

Zhuo Xianrong didn't open her eyes, and said, "It's okay, don't go back tonight, you stay with me." ”

What is the ......

It's awkward.

If you change the scene, the taste changes.

Yi Xiaofeng said helplessly: "Okay." ”

In fact, he was tired of standing guard.

Let's go on a treasure hunt tonight!

About another two hours passed.

Zhuo Xianrong completely digested the blood of the red spirit, she stood up and looked at Yi Xiaofeng excitedly.

Yi Xiaofeng has long since ended.

"Pan An, my cultivation has grown a lot, it's great, thanks to you!" Zhuo Xianrong said excitedly.

If it weren't for Yi Xiaofeng, how could she get this treasure?

Yi Xiaofeng smiled: "Let's go, maybe we can really meet the divine beast." ”

Zhuo Xianrong nodded.

The two walked away.

Along the way, Zhuo Xianrong returned to a cheerful appearance of chirping.

Because of the blood of the red spirit, she became closer to Yi Xiaofeng.

After a stick of incense.

They met a monk lying in front of a boulder, his lower body covered in blood.

As soon as the monk saw Yi Xiaofeng and the others, he raised his hand with difficulty and shouted, "Save me...... Save ......"

The man was a man who looked to be in his twenties, and he had good eyebrows.

Zhuo Xianrong snorted: "Save a fart, do we look like saints?"

Yi Xiaofeng's face twitched.

The man said bitterly: "I am a disciple of Qianji Palace, and I was attacked by a divine beast, as long as you save me...... My teacher will be grateful to ......"

Zhuo Xianrong crossed her waist and glared: "Who are you, worthy of the Qianji Palace?"

The man was so angry that he coughed up blood.

At this time, a gust of wind hit.

Yi Xiaofeng's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly grabbed Zhuo Xianrong's waist and jumped away.

A red shadow galloped in, like a ghost in the night.

"God...... Divine Beast!"

The disciple of Qianji Palace shouted in horror, and before he finished speaking, he was taken away by the red shadow.

It's too fast!

Yi Xiaofeng couldn't see the true face of the red shadow at all.

"Is that a divine beast?" Zhuo Xianrong asked in surprise with wide eyes.

Yi Xiaofeng ignored her, because the red shadow turned around, stepped into the air, and rushed straight in.