Chapter Seventy-Seven: Searching for the Source

After listening to Ji Yun's description, Han Fan sighed, and his killing intent towards him was even worse, and he jumped off the stone.

"Please let me go, I will never go to Xiaohu and them again. Ji Yun pleaded bitterly, hoping to live.

"Is it true that you went to pick up Xiaohu and take him back to Ji's house?" Han Fan's eyes were full of coldness, if he wasn't there, Xiaohu didn't know what would have become of him in his life, and the murderer who indirectly killed his parents was by his side every day, which made people shudder.

"It's... It's true. The swollen face, the eyes narrowed into a line, and subconsciously glanced elsewhere, and the tone was full of uncertainty.

"Xiaohu's existence, do the rest of the Ji family know about it?"

"I'm the only one who knows, and the others don't. ”

"Then you still said that you will take Xiaohu back to Ji's house, with ill intentions!"

After listening to him, Han Fan violently cut off his head and rolled aside.

When he died, he probably didn't know why he was killed suddenly, and his eyes were full of resentment, just like the people in Black Wind Village before.

Han Fan sighed, he looked at the dead Ji Yun, and said coldly, "Go down and accompany Xiaohu's parents." ”

Looking up at the stars, his thoughts were full of thoughts, his eyes were like a clear spring, and his ruddy little mouth murmured: "Whether it is a mortal or an immortal cultivator, it can't escape the competition, compared to the small fights between mortals, it is a little cute, is the path of cultivating immortals really not you die or I live?"

Han Fan found a small wooden box from his arms, there seemed to be a seal on it, and the moonlight sprinkled on it had a faint glow, and he used all his strength to slowly open the wooden box.

There is a faint peach blossom fragrance on the wooden box, and there is a pale green stone in the box, which can be as long as a thumb, but it is extremely thin, about less than 1 cm wide, although it looks small, but it feels a little heavy in the hand.

You can feel the vigorous aura from it, and the purity is much higher than that of the aura emitted by the spiritual spring.

"This may be the 'source', it is said that the aura of heaven and earth contained here is also the embodiment of life, the growth of plants and trees, the reincarnation of creatures, the endless elixir, and the birth of the source of life will turn into a 'source'. ”

Han Fan held it in his hand and observed it repeatedly, the life force contained here seemed to be somewhat lacking, but the aura emitted was not low at all, even if the interior was no longer pure, it was better than many elixirs.

It seems that this piece is not pure, Han Fan has some regrets, but this is still a good thing, so he put it away.

"I can't let go of good things, I don't know how much space I can open up. ”

Then he went to loot the treasures on other people's bodies, and finally found a map on the middle-aged man, and when he saw this map, Han Fan immediately jumped up with joy.

This turned out to be a map of the source mine!

It seems that they are trying to go to that place, but they were intercepted and killed by him halfway, so let's bury their bodies first, and if the Ji family finds out, maybe they will send a real strong person over.

He now had no choice but to flee in the face of the powerhouses of the Heavenly Soul Realm.

"Let's go and say goodbye to Ji Lao and them first, and let them stay away from here, in case there are any strong people in the Ji family who come to investigate. ”

After returning to the village, Han Fan secretly explained many things to Ji Lao and left this place.

Before leaving, Ji Lao kept sighing, he didn't want Han Fan to participate in such a dangerous competition, Xiaohu's parents died because of this, he didn't want Han Fan to die because of this.

Watching Han Fan leave with cloudy eyes, he didn't make a move to stop him, he knew that Han Fan's world must be incomparably vast, and his talent was far stronger than his young lady.

"Child, don't have anything!" Ji Lao clasped his hands, his eyes full of worry.

"Grandpa, why are you up. Xiaohu urinated and came out to relieve himself, and saw his grandfather standing outside the door in his clothes.

"It's okay, it's convenient. ”

"Hmm!"

Xiaohu shook his body, his eyes were hazy and he went back to sleep, and his mouth kept muttering.

"What kind of game will the big brother bring back?" ”

At this time, Han Fan had already rushed to the place they marked at full speed, during which he had changed a lot of unicorns, and three days later he came to a small town, which was going to go to the source mine together.

At the entrance of the town, there were more than a dozen mounts, all of which were extremely ferocious brute beasts, each of which was covered in phosphorus armor, and looked very different.

And the one in the middle of the dozen mounts, all dressed in gold-colored battle armor, looked golden and brilliant, and the divine light shone, as dazzling as the golden sun. The beast also had a pair of wings and a horn more than the others, and was much larger, and it was not a problem to have five people sitting on it.

It was suspended in the air, its feet did not hit the ground, there were pale golden flames gushing under its feet, its tail kept sweeping, and the air around it was a little hot.

On the body of the golden beast sat a man of about twenty-three years old, wearing a black battle armor, black pupils as deep as stars, very handsome, with a smile on his face, bright as water, handsome as a woman, wearing a black sword, with a sharp color contrast with the mount.

He was flanked by slightly younger boys and girls, who looked to be about seventeen years old, each riding on a different mount.

The mount under the girl doesn't look as intimidating as the name, the tail seems to have peacock feathers, the pink makeup at the pupils of the eyes, even if it is a brute beast, it looks unusually beautiful, and the girl sitting on it, although the face is immature, but the girl's development is really amazing, proud of the twin peaks, white skin like jade, white gauze half-hidden face, elegant and beautiful, big eyes with a smile and a charm, small corners of the mouth slightly upturned, red lips slightly open, even with a white veil can not hide her charming red lips.

The boy looked unusually proud, looking at the people around him with contempt, very unpleasant.

And the people behind these people each look quite extraordinary, the brute beasts are some cherished breeds, there are twenty to forty years old behind them, both men and women exude a temperament is particularly amazing, I am afraid that everyone has a cultivation above the Heavenly Soul Realm.

Han Fan, who was standing not far away, looked at this group of tiger and wolf masters, his back was slightly cold, these people wouldn't all come to find the source mine, if so, then he would still be looking for an egg.

"What's the matter, I'm fighting for the divine artifacts from the hands of the family and the elder level of the Holy Land, let alone these people!"

Han Fan silently thought in his heart that he hoped that the 'source' would run into his hands again, "Afraid of Qiuqiu, will this immortal be afraid of these crooked melons and cracked dates?" He forcibly cheered himself up and walked towards the town.

An expression of death as if it were home.