After understanding what happened to him, he did not hesitate to help himself, and in the face of a strong enemy whose strength was far beyond himself, he was calm and calm, and drove the tiger and the wolf.

In a situation where he was close to a catastrophe, he succeeded, can you say that it was just luck.

For emotional matters, girls are born to understand earlier than boys, Bai Zichen's chivalrous spirit and courageous and resourceful adventurous spirit, coupled with a sunny and handsome face, undoubtedly has a huge lethality for Yun Ling'er, who has just begun to fall in love.

Looking at Bai Zichen who was close in front of him, he only felt that his heart was about to jump out, and a blush couldn't help but appear on his face, but he didn't refute Bai Zichen's words.

Bai Zichen saw that Yun Ling'er lowered his head and didn't speak, and thought that his words had scared him, so he couldn't help but smile awkwardly: "Actually, I'm joking with you, if there is a real accident, I have other plans." I said, I don't want to die, and I'm not going to let anything happen to you. ”

"Is this a confession? Yun Ling'er couldn't help but underestimate it in her heart, only to feel that her face was even hotter, and she couldn't help but quickly cover it with her hands.

Bai Zichen couldn't help but be curious when he looked at Yun Ling'er's actions, gently put Yun Ling'er down, touched Yun Ling'er's forehead with his hand, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Ah! It's so hot, is it because the wound is inflamed." Hurriedly reached out and took out a small yellow pill from his arms and handed it to Yun Ling'er.

"Come, take the medicine. ”

Looking at Bai Zichen's solemn expression, Yun Ling'er couldn't help but be angry and funny, snatched the pill and swallowed it, then closed her eyes and didn't want to pay attention to this guy who didn't know if he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid.

The upright Bai Zichen saw that Yun Ling'er closed his eyes, but he just thought that Yun Ling'er was tired, so he didn't think about it anymore.

The two of them ran in the bamboo forest for a while, and Bai Zichen couldn't help but feel a little tired.

Looking at Yun Ling'er who was resting with his eyes closed, Bai Zichen couldn't help but think, "I hope that these two guys can die together, of course, if the Fire Scale Lion can win, it is acceptable, at least this time the danger is lifted."

If Fan Wanjia wins, it is very likely that he will catch up with him later, and when the time comes, he will have to fight. ”

Bai Zichen didn't know how powerful the cultivators in the Qi Refining Period were, and whether they could find the two of them.

But the cautious character cultivated by Bai Han after so many years of training told Bai Zichen that he must prepare for the worst in case of trouble.

So in order to conserve his strength, Bai Zichen hugged Yun Ling'er, found a relatively hidden place, put Yun Ling'er on the grass, and then sat down cross-legged to recover his physical strength.

At this time, the sun was about to set, and when it was completely dark, Bai Zichen, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly moved his ears, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"It's time to come or it's coming!"

Bai Zichen sighed, and then looked into the depths of the deep bamboo forest.

After a while, I saw a middle-aged man in ragged clothes walking out of the depths of the bamboo forest, looking very embarrassed, it was Fan Wanjia, and in his hand, he was carrying the head of the fire-scaled lion.

Although the firescale lion has the cultivation of the late stage of qi refining, he has not recovered from his serious injuries, and in the face of Fan Liujia in the middle stage of qi refining, he finally lost the battle.

However, Fan Wanjia obviously didn't win so easily, not only was his most proud treasure Five Ghost Sail smashed by the Firescale Lion in this battle, but even his left arm was missing at this time.

Seeing Bai Zichen at this moment, Fan Wanjia only felt a nameless fire surging up, threw the head of the Huolin Lion, looked at Bai Zichen with a gloomy expression and said: "What a trick to drive the tiger and devour the wolf, you have such a heart at a young age, if you want to keep you, it will become a big disaster in the future." ”

When Bai Zichen picked up Yun Ling'er and fled without hesitation, Fan Wanjia knew that he had been fooled again, and he and the fire-scaled lion should have been calculated.

However, apparently the Firescale Lion did not realize this, and the battle with Fan Wanjia was completely a life-fighting style, so that he could not get out, and even finally killed the Firescale Lion by giving up an arm.

After that, Fan Xuanjia didn't care about resting and recovering, all he thought about was how to eat Bai Zichen alive, so after he had just killed the firescale lion, he searched all the way and kept tracking down.

Although Fan Wanjia was entangled by the fire-scaled lion and couldn't get out before, when Bai Zichen left, he left a trace of ghost aura on his body, which is why Fan Wanjia was able to find Bai Zichen.

Seeing Bai Zichen at this time, Fan Wanjia only felt itchy at the root of his teeth, and he couldn't wait to crush his bones and scatter ashes.

Bai Zichen stood up with the silver blade in his hand, looked at Fan Wanjia with a smile and said, "Uncle Fan is really hard, in fact, this fire-scaled lion is ......" Halfway through speaking, Bai Zichen rushed towards Fan Wanjia with a brisk step, and the silver blade in his hand went straight to Fan Wanjia as a chest stab.

Fan Wanjia saw Bai Zichen smiling, and thought that he still wanted to say something, and warned himself in his heart that he must not listen to this scheming kid's nonsense again, but he didn't expect that Bai Zichen would attack directly this time, and at the same time he was shocked, he couldn't help but be a little hurried.

In a hurry, the horizontal knife blocked the silver blade stabbed by Bai Zichen. The huge force from the silver front made Fan Wanjia can't help but take a few steps back, Bai Zichen couldn't give in, and another blow came to the head, and for a while, Fan Wanjia, who Bai Zichen actually suppressed, could only be tired of coping.

Fan Wanjia was shocked in his heart, because Bai Zichen had always used some small tricks to trick him before, and he had never confronted him head-on, so Fan Wanjia took it for granted that Bai Zichen's fighting skills were not good.

But at this time, after the real fight, I found that my idea was obviously wrong, this kid not only shot ruthlessly, without dragging his feet, but also obviously had extremely rich combat experience, and Fan Liujia, who had cultivated significantly higher for a while, was faintly suppressed.

In fact, this is normal, after all, Bai Zichen has been cultivating with Bai Han since he was three years old, and this combat experience is naturally not abundant.

Fan Wanjia saw that he was suppressed by a body refining period, his eyes showed a trace of ruthlessness, he took a few steps back, bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the long knife in his hand, after the blood was spit out, Fan Wanjia's face suddenly seemed to be several years old.

After a battle with the firescale lion, the red mangs on the demon knife were already very dim, but at this time, under the watering of a mouthful of blood on the tip of the tongue, the red mangs bloomed for a while.

Fan Wanjia held the demon knife in his hand, slashed the void with his backhand, and a crimson sword shot straight towards Bai Zichen.

Bai Zichen only felt a bloody aura rushing towards his face, and then the sword mangs deceived him in front of him. Bai Zichen hurriedly raised the silver blade to block the sword. I felt a huge force coming from my hand, kicking, kicking, kicking, and retreating several steps backwards in a row, and then I stood firm.

Fan Xuanjia saw that the silver blade in Bai Zichen's hand blocked the sword without any damage, and couldn't help but exclaim: "You can block my Blood Moon Slash without spiritual power infusion, and there is no damage at all, your sword is a spiritual weapon!"

Fan Liujia's heart was vigilant: "My bloodthirsty knife is only a mortal intermediate level, you actually have a spiritual weapon in this refining period, what kind of person are you." ”

"I'm your grandfather!"

Bai Zichen let out a loud shout, and rushed towards Fan Wanjia with a halberd.

Fan Liujia is a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining, and he can already use spells and send out sword rays. And Bai Zichen was only a cultivator in the body refining stage, so he naturally didn't dare to let Fan Liujia distance himself.

Fan Wanjia's face turned condensed and snorted coldly: "Flamboyant tongue, suffer death." Immediately after that, the bloodthirsty knife in his hand slashed out several blood moon slashes in a row.

With the previous lesson, Bai Zichen naturally didn't dare to resist, so he could only keep dodging, and he was suppressed in place for a while, unable to get close to Fan Wanjia, and couldn't help but feel anxious.

But in fact, Fan Xuanjia is even more bitter in his heart now, he has just fought a big battle with the Fire Scale Lion, in fact, at this time, both the spiritual power and the spiritual power in the body have been consumed a lot.

And because he was constantly led by Bai Zichen by the nose today, he was angry in his heart, so he chased after him without much rest, he originally thought that this kid was just a body refining period, even if he was consumed now, with his cultivation in the middle stage of Qi cultivation, he should kill Bai Zichen like slaughtering a dog.

But when it was time to actually fight, he found that Bai Zichen's melee strength was suppressed and he had no power to fight back, so he had no choice but to continue to use Bai Zichen's lack of spiritual power to continuously use the blood moon slash to continuously consume at a distance.

But the problem is that now Fan Wanjia's own spiritual power is not much left, and seeing that Bai Zichen is embarrassed to dodge the sword, he has not suffered any substantial damage, and it is obvious that his attainments in dodging the body are not shallow.

Can't go on like this, his spiritual power is running out, Fan Wanjia's eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness, and after quickly slashing a few times, he condensed all his remaining spiritual power on the bloodthirsty knife, and then slashed out, only to see a blood moon slashed out of the air that was several times more condensed than other swords.

Bai Zichen's heart tightened at first when he saw this scene, but then he was stunned, Fan Wanjia's knife was crooked, no, it wasn't crooked!

Bai Zichen was shocked in his heart, this knife was not slashed at himself, but Yun Ling'er who was sitting on the ground on the side.

Yun Ling'er was seriously injured and had not recovered, and after another day of running, she was even more tired, although she had the heart to run, but with her current physical strength, it was obviously a little too late.

Seeing the blood-solid blood moon slashing coming, Yun Ling'er, who knew that she couldn't dodge, couldn't help but close her eyes, and her face was already showing a look of despair. However, the imaginary feeling of being slashed by the blood moon did not appear, but a piercing sound of metal delivery was heard.

Yun Ling'er couldn't help but open her eyes and look, and was surprised to find that it was Bai Zichen who blocked him at the last moment.

Just now seeing the knife slashing towards Yun Ling'er, Bai Zichen didn't have time to think about it, and a healthy step blocked Yun Ling'er's body, although he had time to block the knife with a silver blade, but he only felt a huge force coming, and he couldn't help but feel a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.