"You're awake!" The little fox saw Mo Ghost wake up, and jumped over, "I'll show you firmly, don't think about playing tricks!"

"Hmm," Mo Ghost patted it.

This fragment on the Yuan Baby, no matter what she does, can't make it change in any way, and she can't make a big deal to investigate it now, so she can only put it aside for the time being.

"What kind of fox are you?" Wan Qifan asked casually.

"I don't know," the master picked it up in the secret territory, and he didn't know what kind of breed it was at that time, "after all, it's not a nine-tailed fox." ”

As we all know, among the fox demon beasts, the highest-level bloodline is the nine-tailed fox clan, with the increase of cultivation, the number of tails will continue to increase, in the Xuan Ling Realm, the highest has only appeared six-tailed foxes.

"The spiritual intelligence is quite high," Wan Qifan casually threw a magic stone at it.

The little fox naturally wouldn't be hit by this, and he took it over angrily and was about to smash it back, but it can be seen that the magic stone stretched out its claws and received its own storage space.

"That's it," Mo Ghost touched the fluff on its head, "Where are you going now?"

"Where there is something, there is us," Wan Qifan stood up and stretched, "Yunni Continent is no better than your Yunhai Continent, even if it is the Yuan Infant Stage, there are many things to rob houses." ”

"I'm so swaggering through the market, there will always be a few people who don't have long eyes to bump into, and then we can make a fortune," Wan Qifan looked around, "Or pick a few fat sheep, let's slaughter them," he finished speaking, looking at Mo Ghost, "Oh, no, you can't make a move?"

"Don't take the initiative," Mo Ghost walked to the edge and looked at the monks who came and went.

"It's okay," Wan Qifan leaned aside, "But here, it's always been either you die or I die, and you have to be ready to be approached by the enemy at any time, and you have to follow the local customs, waiting to see and learn!"

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In the silent mountains, there was a sudden sound of breaking the sky, and several figures appeared out of thin air, falling down like dumplings, but they quickly stabilized their bodies and were opposite in a three-point trend.

The three forces looked at each other, glanced at each other, and the undercurrent surged.

I don't know from which direction there was a sword roar, it seemed to be a signal, all the monks shot almost at the same time, scuffled together, and the demon beasts below were scattered.

"Ghost Old Dao, how about we join forces to deal with this spiritual cultivator first?"

A stout monk with a meteor hammer in his hand spoke, and said to a short, hunched old man next to him.

"You Fang Wuxin is the most discredited person, how can I trust you?"

This old man did not have the slightest bias in treating the two groups of people, and when he saw which side was weak, he immediately took his crutches and slapped them, and if he missed the opportunity, he immediately took it back, and never fought greedily.

"I don't talk about credibility, but I talk about magic stones," Fang Wuxin repelled one of the male cultivators with a hammer, "That spiritual cultivator knows how to form a formation, the two of them have gained a lot of benefits in the secret realm, and eating these two people will not benefit more than us killing each other?"

Ghost Lao Dao looked at the two of them, they looked very young, maybe they were disciples of some big sect, "The net worth of the two of them is not expensive!"

"I still need you to say," Fang Wuxin naturally understood what he meant, but he was not afraid of offending anyone, the sky was high and the sea was wide, he was a Yuanying monk, it was not easy to hide, "What, are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid of you, turtle grandson, let's join forces!" Ghost Lao Dao took his crutches and walked towards the two monks who occupied one direction alone with Fang Wuxin's group.

"Tsk, am I being affected by you?" Wan Qifan held a folding fan in his hand.

"Leave the contents of the storage bag, you can also leave," Mo Ghost held a bamboo flute and stood behind him, and the little fox hung on Wan Qifan's body, waiting for an opportunity.

"With these in front of you, it's not a loss," Wan Qifan's folding fan blocked Fang Wuxin's hammer, his whole person didn't look burly, and he was even a little thin, but the power that could be transmitted from the folding fan made Fang Wuxin stumble back.

The ghost old dao led people to find the spiritual cultivator behind the male cultivator, and the crutches in his hand swept over, but he was picked open by her bamboo flute, and almost took it off.

"Huh?"

He secretly said strangely, this bamboo flute does not look like a spiritual treasure, but it is like a sword in her hand, he has not fought with the sword cultivator, but it seems that the person in front of him is not as sharp as the flute.

Mo Ghost repelled him, and glanced at Wan Qifan over there, both of them were in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and their cultivation was one level weaker, but their strength was not like that.

The ghost old man said that he was not cowardly, but there was still room for him to start, not only because of the identities of these two people, but also because of the other party's unintentional person, he was not at ease, if he tried his best to get himself injured, the first person to kill himself was Fang Wuxin.

And his scruples, Mo Ghost naturally noticed it as soon as possible, and called Wan Qianfan in his divine sense, and he slowly led this old man to Wan Qifan's side.

After Wan Qifan heard her words, he no longer took the initiative to attack, pretending to do his best to resist, wandering between several people, waiting to see the ghost old way approaching, using his strength to separate Fang Wuxin from his companions, and suddenly took out a puppet in his left hand and stopped in front of Fang Wuxin.

The puppet didn't feel the pain, and directly withstood Fang Wuxin's attack, came to his approach, and punched him in the chest.

Seeing this, Mo Ghost hurriedly stepped back.

Seeing her like this, the ghost old dao naturally wouldn't let go, and led people to chase after him, but he caught up with Fang Wuxin, who was retreating, and he turned his back to the ghost old way, without any defense.

Almost subconsciously, a dagger appeared in the left hand of the ghost old dao, stabbing at his dantian, but Fang Wuxin, who sensed the danger, turned sideways slightly, avoiding the vital point, and only stabbed his waist, and blood immediately oozed out.

Fang Wuxin endured the pain, stayed away from a group of people, staring at them fiercely, the already fragile alliance with the ghost old Dao fell apart in an instant.

"Let's join forces, how about solving them first?" Ghost Lao Dao looked in the direction of Wan Qifan.

"Old thing, you are really even more despicable than I imagined!" Fang Wuxin pointed at the ghost old man, and also looked at the two people, "Can you really trust him? Why don't you cooperate with me, you have six of his things, and I account for four." ”

"An unreserved back in front of me, I really can't help it," the ghost old dao didn't feel wrong at all, and continued to persuade, "Fang Wuxin is injured, this group of people will have no backbone, it is very easy to deal with, on the basis of your strength enough, I will not make a move easily, how to choose, I don't need to say it, right?"

"It's quite difficult to choose," Wan Qifan glanced at Mo Ghost, "What do you say?"

"We want all of them, let you live," Mo Ghost picked up the bamboo flute and looked at Fang Wuxin, "The two of us, no matter who you cooperate with, will become the weak side in the end, I promise not to kill you, everything belongs to us." ”

Wan Qifan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, this person is really at ease.