The figure that suddenly sprang out of the cave shook Ting Yao's eyes, and confronted the fierce spirit beast that was about to eat people.

"Jing, Jingchen?"

"Is this- the stupid melon has turned into a little stammer?"

Listening to Yao looked at the ragged and somewhat emaciated figure in front of him, and the opening became a little stumbling for a while, and then looked at his flying hair and high hair crown, Ting Yao unconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed his sleeve tightly, as if the person in front of him would leave her with a long sword in his hand in the next second.

"With me, it's fine. ”

Jing Chen felt the power of his sleeves, turned his head sideways and whispered, and was about to raise his sword to fight with the big blue scale thorn ball.

But as soon as he saw her little face looking at her stupidly stunned but with some affection, Jing Chen felt as if there was a place in his heart that had fallen into it, and he couldn't say that he couldn't say it, so he patted Tingyao's hand holding his sleeve comfortingly, and continued to look at the huge spirit beast in front of him vigilantly.

The spirit beast's two glassball-like eyes turned, and its already thin pupils immediately constricted into a slit, and looked at Ting Yao, who was holding its cub, and then looked at Jing Chen, who was being dragged by Ting Yao, but raised his sword against it, and the spikes in his body also spread out slightly and trembled.

Hearing this, Yao immediately came back to his senses, took the little white-haired ball into his arms, and stood beside Jing Chen, intending to snatch the sword in Jing Chen's hand and stop in front of the spirit beast himself.

"Give me the sword! I don't want you to stand in front of me! If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have ..... before", Ting Yao bit her lip, stubbornly snatched her sword from Jing Chen's hand, and continued to say angrily: "I don't care, I finally saved you from life, you have to listen to me now!"

This burst of snatching white like setting off firecrackers shook Jingchen into a daze, and his blank eyes blinked a little at a loss with his empty hands.

"I-"

"And with your current body, it's not good. ”

Jingchen wanted to say a few more sentences, but he was choked by Listening to Yao's words, and he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say, but looking at the serious appearance of Listening Yao, he could only swallow back the words angrily and funny, and the hand that wanted to snatch the long sword was obediently retracted.

The little white-haired dumpling who had been imprisoned in Yao's arms was originally vigilant and panicked looking at the chattering two, wanting to wait for them to fly out of the long thorn when they did it to themselves, but saw that the woman holding him snatched the threatening long sword and stopped the fierce "bad man".

The little white-haired ball opened its eyes as if it understood something, and immediately put away its guard and arched in Tingyao's arms, finding a comfortable place to nest, although it was just a beautiful misunderstanding made up by its own brain because of the language barrier.

"Chirp-squeak!

Listening to the little white-haired ball in Yao's arms, the two long ears were dangling, and he didn't jump around eagerly or kick nervously and panickedly, but waved his short front paws and made a short and soft cry, but it made Jing Chen and Jing Chen nervously chill their backs, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, for fear that the big spirit beast on the opposite side would attack and crush them into mud.

"Whoa, whoa. ”

A roar with a little spiritual power coercion came from the crocodile kiss of the spirit beast, which immediately made the unsuspecting two dizzy, Jing Chen barely supported his body, took Ting Yao over and wrapped it in his arms, pressed her head on his flat chest, and covered Ting Yao's ears with the other hand, but the little white-haired ball in his arms suffered a crime and was squeezed to grin with his teeth.

Listening to Yao also subconsciously shrunk her neck, and her two hands instinctively supported Jing Chen's waist, as if this was just a habit, but when the two of them were on their own precautions, the huge spirit beast popped out a whimper like a cat, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

"Chirp, tweet—tweet!"

"Woo, woo-"

"They ......"

"What are you talking about......"

Jing Chen pulled the corners of his mouth and lowered his head to look at the white and ugly little thing in Ting Yao's arms, and barely squeezed out two words, Rao is in the Three Domains and is more knowledgeable, in the face of this wide variety of beasts, Jing Chen can't say that he knows all the full names.

Listening Yao looked up at Jing Chen and said the rest of the doubts of the two together, and his eyes wandered between the huge spirit beast and the small thing in his arms.

It took a lot of effort for the little white-haired balloon to squeeze out a head and chirp, Tingyao looked down at the little white-haired balloon that was squeezed to the point that her eyelids were pulled up, and quickly slipped out of Jingchen's arms to make room for it to come out, after all, that look was really ugly.

The arms suddenly fell empty, Jingchen was a little stunned in a trance, only that his dream after being unconscious was still doing trouble, so he gathered his mind, observed the situation between the big and small spirit beasts, and when the little white-haired ball danced and said, the big spirit beast that was still staring at the thorn immediately relaxed its slender pupils and squatted down.

"Hey, Jingchen, this can't be another trick to ambush, right?"

Ting Yao elbowed against Jing Chen's arm, tiptoed his head to Jing Chen's ear, and said softly, Jing Chen felt that his ears were a little itchy, dodged a little, shook his head with his eyes hanging down at the root of his ears that were a little hot, and frowned at the spirit beast that was suddenly a little too "well-behaved".

"Probably not, since they speak in front of us in their own language, they must not discuss some ambush tactics or the like, how can they not understand these things, and it is not too late to see how they will wait before raising their swords. ”

After listening to Jing Chen's words, Ting Yao nodded as if she didn't understand, and secretly looked at Jing Chen's eyes with a little more guilt and pity, she secretly thought in her heart that it wasn't because she had broken Jing Chen's brain that he looked a little unsmart when he spoke now.

Jingchen didn't know that Ting Yao thought of his sick appearance as a fool with a bad brain, and his whole mind was on this big and small spirit beast, and he had no time to take care of anything else.

While the two of them were still immersed in their own thoughts, they saw the big blue-scaled thorn ball that was squatting stand up suddenly, and its thick and blue-scaled tail "swished" over.

"Ahh

"Be careful!"

After the two exclamations came out, they found that this tail only gently rolled the little white-haired ball in Tingyao's arms, and did not intend to attack the two.

After Jing Chen watched the spirit beast sweep away the small group, he hurriedly pulled the stunned Tingyao to the side, and flew out with a sword finger to take back the long sword that Tingyao had dropped.

"Uh, it seems to be fine, hehe......"

Ting Yao laughed a little embarrassedly, and his hand unconsciously scratched his hair that had already been scattered, but he found that Jing Chen's face was angry, and there seemed to be hidden worry and anger about to explode in his eyes.

"Are you still hehe! Is this saber an ornament? When you encounter danger, you must be stunned first before you can make a move? Then what is the use of your immortal arts, do you know, and then meet the same as before-", Jing Chen's voice lowered as he spoke, and the hand in his sleeve clenched into a fist and quietly let go, "I'm just afraid, it's too late to ......"

Hearing Yao lowered her head, her expression was indisputable, she blamed herself for letting Jing Chen, who had not healed from her injuries, worry about her safety, but because of Jing Chen's "immortal art", she began to be depressed.

It was a great luck that she could use a little swordsmanship, and Dan Yuan, who was holding back, beat her back to her original form, and how to use immortal arts, thinking of this, a pair of beautiful eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

Seeing that Hearing Yao bow his head and remain silent, Jingchen was a little flustered, secretly wondering if he was in a coma and stupid to speak so unscrupulously, Junxiu's slightly pale face showed childlike crampedness and uneasiness.

Although the outstretched palm was a little trembling, it still caressed the low little head, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that it felt so good.

"Oh, I know, I know, Master can't say anything like you!"

Feeling the tenderness coming from the top of his head, Ting Yao grinned, estimating that Jing Chen should have been frightened by such a self, and hurriedly pulled down the big hand that conveyed comfort on the top of his head again and again, and held it in his hand.

He said to Jing Chen with the playful and scoundrel look of the past on his face, but he didn't plan to tell him about his cultivation as a hindrance immortal technique, and he didn't want to make trouble for Jing Chen.

"Silly, whether Master can say it depends on whether he knows your growth. ”

"Humph!"

Jing Chen saw that Ting Yao had recovered a little of his spirit, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and when he heard Yao Jiao snort, he no longer continued to fight with Jing Chen, but turned his head to look at the small spirit beasts that were chirping.

The big and small spirit beasts didn't know how long they ignored these two people, only to see the blue-scaled thorn ball slapping the head of the little white-haired ball with its tail for a while, and the little white-haired ball, which seemed to be unconvinced, shook its long ears and jumped on its feet, and the picture looked a little interesting to look at in this weird cave.

"Chirp!"

The little white-haired ball squeaked hatefully and was once again curled up by the big spirit beast with its tail and placed on the head, although the small ball tried to slide away from the head many times, but all failed.

"This, it's none of our business, right?", Ting Yao asked Jing Chen softly with some uncertainty, Jing Chen raised his eyebrows, although he didn't quite understand what these two spirit beasts meant, but judging from this situation, it was just that there was no threat to Xunzi returning home, so he nodded towards Ting Yao.

"Then don't you hurry up!"

Listening to Yao didn't wait for Jing Chen to make a move, so he grabbed Jing Chen's wrist and went to another place, intending to sneak away quietly, and at the end he didn't forget to pick up his sword, but Jing Chen looked helpless, there was really no way to take Ting Yao's slow response, obviously there were many opportunities to leave before, and he waited until this moment, but Jing Chen was happy to accompany him, at most unlucky.

Before the two of them took a few steps, the long tail suddenly lay horizontally in front of Ting Yao, who was dragging Jing Chen, Ting Yao looked nervously at the huge spirit beast that approached its head, and slowly set up its two hands to protect Jing Chen.

Suddenly, a burst of white light lit up, accompanied by a few dull knocking sounds, a transparent bead was already floating in front of Tingyao's eyes, and there were also several red fruits hanging with the saliva of the big spirit beast under his feet, and sure enough, Tingyao's face was bitter when he saw the fruit, but it just turned from cyan to red.

"Silly melon, don't continue, this is the Xianmen mark we are looking for. With a twist of his wrist, Jing Chen handed the bead to Ting Yao's slowly stretched out hand, and said unhurriedly: "It took so long to find the first one, and it was not easy. ”

After throwing all the things in front of the two, he blinked his yellow pupils and slowly raised his head, and turned away with the little white ball sitting on the top of his head and staring at the big eyes, Ting Yao looked at the departing figure for a while before carefully putting the first immortal gate mark into his arms and putting it away, but as soon as he saw the fruit covered with mucus on the ground, his nose couldn't help but twist up.

"This spiritual fruit is a rare good thing, and if the spiritual energy in this jungle realm is consumed too quickly and cannot be replenished in time, it is very dangerous. ”

After Jing Chen looked at Ting Yao's wrinkled little face, he picked up the fruits on the ground one by one and covered them with his own lining, and then with a stroke of his sword, a small storage package was tied to Jing Chen's waist.