Chapter 4: The Lost Nude Worm

The river of clouds flew backwards, and the sun rolled overhead like a burning wheel.

brush, the body shook out a pair of golden wings, the sun sprinkled on it without obstruction, and thousands of feathers emitted a dazzling bright light.

The atmosphere has been left behind, and the stars in front of it are flowing and shining in all directions, and the nine great stars in the depths of the river are particularly dazzling. Before Fang Fei could see clearly, the void suddenly cracked, and he sucked the flying car into it at once.

The light disappeared, the void unfolded endlessly, and Fang Fei was groggy, as if he had fallen into a deep dream.

The red light flashed, just above his head, he raised his eyes, and a huge fireball smashed down from the sky, Fang Fei was unexpected, and let out a scream.

The fireballs hit the speeding car and turned into tens of millions of sparks, but before it was over, countless fireballs appeared in the void and rushed towards the speeding car in unison.

The skyscraper flapped its golden wings and shuttled left and right in the rain of fire. From time to time, fireballs collide and explode right in front of your eyes. Fang Fei was horrified and yelled like crazy.

Suddenly, someone took off his glasses, the fire disappeared, the car was quiet and quiet, Yan Mei looked at the boy angrily, and threw the glasses back to him: "Be quiet." ”

Fang Fei was shocked for a moment, turned his head to look, all the Daoists looked at each other angrily, Zhang Lingxu floated over like a ghost, and asked, "What did you see?"

"Fire ......" Fang Fei had palpitations.

"That's too hot," Yuan Ying took his glasses and played with them, "Count the hours, it's time for the wind to come!"

"What kind of wind?"

"Bastard," Zhang Lingxuan rolled his eyes, "Won't you see it yourself?"

Fang Fei hesitated, put on his glasses, and suddenly saw a huge gray-white mouth hitting his eyebrows, he was so frightened that he leaned back, the cry came to his mouth, and he swallowed it back.

The giant hole flashed by, Fang Fei looked back, and a gray-white wind pillar behind him shook his head and tail, like a flying dragon, and the "giant mouth" just now was its eye of the wind.

"Is this the wind?" Fang Fei's thoughts flashed, and his eyes suddenly turned gray, and countless wind pillars rose in all directions, large and small, vertical and horizontal, some were messing around, some were rampage, several wind pillars were stirred together, and they immediately merged into a larger one.

No matter how big or small the wind pillar is, it is bounced off when it gets close to the body, and after flying for a while, the gray disappears again, and the boundless darkness returns.

Fang Fei was physically and mentally exhausted, leaning on the chair to gasp slightly, leaning on his glasses, and suddenly saw a little black light flickering in the darkness in front of him, as if there were many eyes peeping in the dark.

The black light quickly approached, and it was countless black spheres, ten meters square, drifting back and forth.

A black ball approached silently, skimming the car's wings, bringing a faint flash of light. Fang Fei's heart twitched, the black ball burst silently, and hundreds of lightning rays vented out, deeply stinging his eyes.

It was like a signal, where the electric light shone, the black balls exploded one after another, hundreds of millions of currents were triggered, blue and white were everywhere, the scene was magnificent, all the words of Fang Fei combined, it was not enough to describe what it was.

The electric light was like a chisel like a drill, repeatedly hitting the car body, and the car was overwhelmed and shook violently.

"Ladies and gentlemen," the cheerful voice of the snow-clad woman came to my ears, "and now after passing through the overcast minefield, the car will be a little bumpy. Please hold on to the handrails, do not get up casually, and the bathroom is temporarily closed, and please understand. ”

The lightning was even more crazy, and Fang Fei's endurance was also at its limit. He took off his glasses and gasped for air, feeling that his eyes were sore, his mouth was bitter, and his body was full of indescribable weakness.

Yan Mei was still reading a book, the words on the book were not machine-printed, but hand-written, and a large illustration took up the entire page, showing a long-haired man riding a black dragon with two wings, like an oversized bat.

"Is this a Chinese dragon?" Fang Fei was a little confused, "How can it have wings?"

"This is Ying Long. Yan said without raising his eyebrows.

"Is it Ying Long?" Fang Fei was taken aback, the appearance of a black dog flashed in his mind, that guy was old and hairless, depressed, and said that it had nothing to do with this majestic divine dragon, the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became: "How many Ying Dragons are there?"

"One!"

"But how did it become a dog, isn't that a bad thing for itself?"

"How do I know?" the girl snorted, "but a fool would take a dragon to wander in the red dust." ”

"Who is this?" Fang Fei pointed to the man riding the dragon.

"Fu Taiin!" replied Yan Mei.

"Dare to ask what to drink?" The snow-clothed woman suddenly appeared again, followed by the flower demon, and there were many bottles in the cart she was pushing, as well as some strange-looking fruits.

"A cup of fire sesame tea!" Yan Mei said.

Gui Demon picked up a crystal bottle, turned the mouth of the bottle, and a small flame rolled into the teacup. Yan Mei took a sip, frowned and said, "It's too light!" Glancing at Fang Fei, "Do you want to taste it?"

"No!" Fang Fei was so frightened that he waved his hands around.

"A cup of cold green smoke," Zhang Lingxu shouted as the flower demon poured him a cup of turquoise liquid, and the old Yuanying handed it to Fang Fei, and said with a smile: "This thing is good." ”

Fang Fei stretched out his hand to take it, and suddenly heard Yan Mei say: "Don't be fooled, if you drink cold green smoke, your skin will turn green, and it won't recover for three days and three nights." ”

The boy shrank his hand in a hurry and secretly scolded the old Yuanying for his bad intentions. Zhang Ling's prank failed, and he only sulked when he stared at the girl.

"What do you want to drink?" the snow-clothed woman grabbed Fang Fei and asked, the boy looked at the bottle and was in a dilemma, and the parrot thoughtfully suggested: "Try the ice orange!"

"Ice orange?" Fang Fei felt good as soon as he heard the name, so he nodded.

The plum demon handed him a white fruit, and Fang Fei was about to peel off the peel, when he suddenly heard Yan Mei say, "It's not okay to eat like this!" and pointed to the long fruit stalk, "Bite here." ”

Fang Fei bit off the fruit pedicle, slightly sour and bitter, and suddenly heard Yan Mei say again: "Suck hard!" He took a sip, and the cold slurry gushed out of the broken mouth, sweet and sour, cold and heart-warming, and after drinking, the hunger and thirst were completely gone.

At this time, the body stopped jolting, and the woman in the snow suit said loudly: "Passengers, the three catastrophes have passed smoothly, and we are about to enter Ziwei." ”

Fang Fei hurriedly put on his glasses and found that the lightning had disappeared, and the flying car jumped out of the void and entered the vast sea of clouds, with a red sun in front of him, emitting hundreds of millions of trillion lights.

The car was also lively, and there was an extra mirror in front of each Taoist, with different thicknesses and radines.

The mirror hangs in the air, but with the wave of the pen of the people, it shows all kinds of handwriting, pictures and faces of men, women and children, and people talk and laugh at the people in the mirror, and greet each other.

"The Eight Non School Palace is open for enrollment, and the 'Eight Non Heavenly Examination' is about to be held," Lan Zhongbi muttered to the mirror, "At present, the number of applicants is more than 50,000, and the final number of candidates may exceed 100,000, setting a new high after the war...... Well, poor little boys, I wouldn't be surprised if there were suicides this year. ”

"Eight non-academic palaces are a fart!"

"Huh!" Lan Zhongbi glanced at him, "I remember that you took the exam three times, heh, you still didn't pass the exam!"

"So what?" said Gan Xin, puffing out a pair of blistering eyes, "I'm still alive and well." ”

"You're thick-skinned!" Lan Zhongbi remembered something, "My nephew is also going to apply for the exam, I'll cheer him up." With a few waves of the brush, a boy's face appeared in the mirror, with unkempt hair and a pale face, rubbing his eyes and complaining: "Auntie, why did you call me so early?"

"I just came back from Hongchen?" Lan Zhongbi said with a smile, "Xiaoqing, how is the exam?"

The boy howled, and the mirror suddenly went black. Lan Zhongbi was stunned, and then became angry: "Good boy, dare to hack my mirror?"

"You can't blame him," the police header said lazily, "There are too many ruthless characters this year, and there is pressure on anyone to change." ”

"You Ruren, your wife is in the Daoist Examination Division, right?" Lan Zhongbi was interested, "What gossip do you have?"

"Say a few surnames," You Ruren raised his fingers, "The students who applied for the exam this year are the Huang family, the Tian family, the Jing family, the Fu family, the Wu family, and the Si family......" He listed all the way, and the cabin was silent, and everyone looked at this side with shock on their faces.

"Damn!" Lan Zhongbi muttered quietly.

The Taoists could understand every word of Fang Fei's talk, but he didn't understand a word of the meaning of the words, and he was wondering, when he suddenly heard Yan Mei shouting loudly: "I can ignite whoever I like, and I am responsible for my own affairs......"

Fang Fei turned his head to look, there was a round mirror hanging in front of the girl, and two fire phoenixes were carved in the frame. A man in his early forties, with a high forehead and long eyebrows, and a face full of anger, appeared in the mirror, shouting at the girl, but no sound was made.

"Got it!" Yan Mei waved his hand, and the mirror was dim.

"Who are you arguing with?" Fang Fei couldn't help but ask.

Yan Mei didn't say a word, got up and walked to the back of the car, Fang Fei hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

"She went to the bathroom," Zhang Lingxu sneered in his ear, "You want to go with him too?" The boy sat down with a smile, and then looked at the mirror, the phoenix on the frame stopped flying, Mu Mu was stunned, and the fire was dim.

"Don't you recognize it, do you?" Zhang Ling said mockingly, "This is a psychic mirror." ”

"Psychic mirror?" Fang Fei looked at the mirror curiously.

"Through this mirror, you can know any news in Ziwei, and communicate with any creature in Ziwei. But there is a disadvantage, it can only be used in Ziwei, and it will not work without here. ”

"Why?" Fang Feiwei asked.

"Instant messaging has to be time-consistent. Ziwei's time is slower than Hongchen's, one year is equal to four years of Hongchen, that is, according to the Hongchen calendar, you are fourteen years old, and if you are replaced by the Ziwei calendar, you are not yet four years old. ”

Yan Mei came back and sat down, her eyes were red, and she had clearly just cried. She waved her hand, the psychic mirror folded and shrunk, turning into a thumb-sized bead, she put it into her bag, and said sullenly: "Fang Fei, we can't go to Nanming Island." ”

"Why?" Fang Fei was stunned.

"Dad is angry with me and refuses to teach you Taoism. ”

Fang Fei was disappointed and asked in a low voice, "Why is he angry?"

"He objected to me igniting you......" Before Yan Mei finished speaking, Zhang Lingxu let out a cheer: "That's right, the Taoist is the Taoist, the naked worm is the naked worm, everyone must guard their own ......"

"Your duty is to get out!" Yan Mei waved her pen angrily, and a force sent the old Yuanying out, slammed into a gate, and disappeared through the portal. Although Zhang Lingxuan disappeared, the laughter still echoed in the car.

"We can't go to Nanming Island anyway," the girl said smirkedly, "Daddy will definitely lock me up." ”

"Yan Mei," Fang Fei hesitated, "Can you teach me?"

"Me?" Yan Mei waved her hand repeatedly, "I'm far behind, if you want to take revenge, your Daoist must be a Heavenly Daoist." ”

"Heavenly Daoist?"

"Ziwei's most powerful Dao Masters, there are only three at the moment. ”

"Your father is also a Heavenly Daoist?"

Yan Mei said abruptly: "But he won't teach you." The boy was in a daze for a moment, and then asked, "What about the other two?"

"There is one that is negligible. Yan Mei pursed her lips with a look of contempt.

"Why?"

"Huang Shili is a complete nuisance," Yan Mei frowned and muttered, "There is only one person who can teach you, and he is in the Bafei Academy." Fang Fei cheered up: "Then let's go to the Bafei Academy." ”

"It's not like you just go there," the girl hesitated, "you have to take the 'Eight Non-Heavenly Tests' to get in." ”

"Did you hear that?" Zhang Lingxu floated back at some point, "The naked worm wants to be admitted to the Bafei Academy?" This is the biggest joke I've heard in my life, hahaha......"

Everyone laughed in unison, pressed their bellies, and couldn't straighten their waists with laughter.

Yan Mei frowned and was silent, Fang Fei's face seemed to be on fire, and with a bang, something exploded in his head, he stood up and announced loudly: "What are you laughing at? I will definitely be able to be admitted to the Eight Non Academy." ”

There was a moment of silence in the cabin, and suddenly there was a louder laugh. Dry laughed and sighed, slumped on the seat and shouted to his mother, Fang Fei was at a loss, his heart became empty, he looked east and west, and wanted to make a hole in the wall and drill through.

"Naked bugs," Zhang Ling said coldly, "What if you can't get in?"

"I'm ......" Fang Fei looked back, and the old Yuanying's small eyes flashed with a sinister light. The boy said, "What do you say?"

"It's very simple," Zhang Ling grinned, "You get out of Ziwei." ”

"That's right!" the Daoists babbled, "Get out of Ziwei...... Get out of the purple micro ......"

Fang Fei said "yes", lowered his head and sat back in his chair, putting on "sky-peeping glasses" to cover his tearful eyes. He raised his head and stared blankly at the roof of the car, outside of which was a continuous sea of clouds except for the sun.

The sky darkened for a moment, as if a vat of ink had been splashed, and the pale blue sky suddenly turned dark. The boy was dumbfounded as he watched a full green moon rise in the darkness.

The green moon was large, round, ghostly, centered on dark green, radiating many fine black streaks, like a ravine on the moon, but with liquid veins flowing.

Before he could come to his senses, the green moon flashed and then disappeared. Fang Fei rubbed his eyes vigorously, and when he looked again, the green moon reappeared, and the bones turned twice, and it seemed to be even brighter.

Fang Fei's heart was squeezed, he trembled all over, and shouted loudly: "Eyes! That's eyes!"

"What eyes?" he scolded, raising his eyebrows, "I don't think you have eyes......

"He's just an eyeless bastard. The old Yuanying agreed deeply on the side.

"Wow!" a long cry came, and the body shook. Zhang Lingxu was stunned for a moment, jumped up vigorously, the psychic mirror in front of him knocked to the ground, and he let out a terrified scream: "Peng, God, Kunpeng!"

The Taoists jumped up one after another, all panicked, you hit me, and wanted to grab the door.

"Don't panic, don't panic......" The snow-clothed woman tried to stabilize the situation, but unexpectedly, there was a click, and four huge sharp cones penetrated the bulkhead, and a Taoist couldn't dodge, and the giant cone passed through the chest, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

"Fang Fei......" Yan Mei shouted, and the cabin suddenly cracked from it, and the soles of the boy's feet were empty, and he fell straight out of the cabin.

The screams around came and went, and Zhang Lingxu also pretended inside: "Help, come and save me......"

Fang Fei tried to open his eyes, but saw that the sharp cone was retracted inward, the flying car was torn apart, the coffee table seat was crowded into a ball, and suddenly the clutter moved, and the dry new head struggled out, his face was distorted, his hands were scratched, and a silver-white light wheel was spinning wildly in front of him, and he stared at the light wheel unwillingly, and two lines of blood flowed out of his eyes.

Wow, the wind blew away the glasses, the figure disappeared, and a huge bird claw appeared in front of Fang Fei's eyes completely, the claws were incomparably big, black and shiny, holding the speeding car, like holding a small toy.

The light in the sky flowed everywhere, and the catastrophe was coming, and the Taoists fled for their lives, some with swords and some with wheels, and scattered in a hurry.

"Yanmei ......" Fang Fei's cry came out, and was blown away by the terrible wind, and the white clouds under him surged, and he plunged into it.

The sky lit up, and a thousand fires outlined a behemoth. It was an incomparable bird, with a pitch-black body, miserable green eyes, and wings stretched out, which was simply boundless. The light of the red sun was obscured by it, and the clear sky hung over its back.

"This is Kunpeng?" Fang Fei looked at the giant bird, surprise overshadowing fear.

A little white shadow flashed in the firelight, and the fireball poured towards the Kunpeng like a rainstorm, but once it fell into the shadow of the giant bird, like a spark in the sea, it was extinguished in the blink of an eye.

"Little ...... Bare...... Insect ......" Yanmei's cry came from afar, and it was blown intermittently by the strong wind.

"I'm ......" As soon as Fang Fei spoke, he was blocked by the cold wind.

Enraged by the rain of fire, Kunpeng turned over and poked its head out, its green eyes like the sun and the moon in the sky, and the beak of a bird half-open and half-closed, like a black hole that devoured everything.

"Woo ......" Kunpeng let out a majestic long cry, and his left wing slammed hard, rolling up the boundless wild.

Fang Fei's breath tightened, and he hit a soft wall, and the wind was like a herd of galloping horses, carrying him wildly. The cold current of the high sky is rolling, and his body is gradually numb, and if he continues like this, he will not be torn apart by the wind, and he will have to freeze to death sooner or later.

There was a movement in his trouser pocket, Fang Fei reached out and touched it, held the ballpoint pen in the palm of his hand, and then his left hand sank, and the "hidden book" also jumped out, and the handwriting on it flashed quickly. Fang Fei saw it in his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and tried his best to let out a series of shouts: "Piao Piao Feather Ascending Immortal!"

The ballpoint pen jumped in response, and quickly wrote out seven small characters, and the strokes were hooked back and forth, turning into a ray of light, which burrowed into Fang Fei's mouth, turning into a stream of heat, and reaching straight to his chest. The boy's back was itchy and numb, as if something was arching outward, hot, wet, hula, and a pair of silver wings were shaken out.

The wings are broad and powerful, as if they were innate, and the surging power in the body is conveyed to each feather.

Fang Fei was surprised, flapped his wings, rolled twice, adapted to the wind, tried to leave the left wing on the top and the right wing down, and tried his best to turn around, facing the earth below.

The wind was still fierce, and the white clouds in front of him had retreated, just like a girl who had taken off her veil, and the mountains and rivers below showed their true faces—

The mountains are strangely shaped, some of the two peaks are intertwined, like embracing lovers, some of the mountains are horizontally curved with sorghum, spiraling upwards, and some of the caves in the belly of the mountains are linked, as if a giant dragon had drilled through them before they were formed.

The color of the trees is also strange, and the sunlight shines on them, as if the Creator has opened a treasure chest: ice blue like gems, fiery red like coral, deep purple like crystals, bright yellow like gold nuggets, and more washed jade, surging to the distant horizon......

After flying for an unknown amount of time, the wind stopped, Fang Fei stopped the momentum, and looked back-

When the red sun is in the sky, the white clouds are pouring down, and the people and Peng are all gone.

Crocodile-shaped mountains stretched east and west, and the stones on the mountain were crimson and purple, like blood clots that had congealed for a long time.

The dark river flowed out of the mountains, wrote a number of "zhi" characters on the Gobi, and finally disappeared into a fiery red desert.

The wind blew away the quicksand, revealing the ruins. The stone statue has a mottled face, a broken waist, and a magnificent altar half intact, the other half embedded with a black meteorite, and is alive with a desolate eye looking at the sky.

Sneering, a three-tailed scorpion crawled across the sand, the tail in the center was raised high, like a radar pointer, the left and right tails flew up and down, like two sharp shovels, the left tail drilled into the sand, attacked a sleeping rabbit demon, the toxin injected into the rabbit's neck, and the meat mass was killed instantly. The scorpion demon pulled out a sharp front claw and gouged out the prey to open the intestines and stomach.

After a hearty meal, the scorpion demon continued on its way, it was a tank in the desert, leaving a large pile of corpses in disarray.

There was a subtle fluctuation in the air, and the scorpion became alert, its tail in the middle spinning rapidly.

"Snake, snake, damn it......" it cursed its future nemesis as it crawled behind a nearby stone statue.

The scorpion scorpion cut through the quicksand and drilled in, and its color changed dramatically, from dark brown to fiery red.

The snake did not appear, green light fell from the sky, and there was a man in black on the sand, his wide sleeved robe fluttering backwards, and he was a huge crow.

The crow looked at the statue in silence, and the statue's eyes were ten meters off the ground, looking at him with some sadness.

"Human!" the scorpion demon's toxin secreted in large quantities, and its brain was full of the delicacy of human flesh, and it crawled forward silently from its hiding place.

Ten meters, five meters, three meters, whew, the scorpion demon jumped into the air, and lightning pounced on the man.

Snort, a flash of fire flew, and the scorpion turned from red to black, from black to white...... Turned into a cloud of ashes, dispersed with the wind.

"Card!" a chuckle came from the head of the stone statue, and the crow looked up, and a woman in green stood on the ear chakra of the colossus, her white skin was out of place with her surroundings, her face was covered with green veil, and her eyes rolled around, which made the dead desert come to life.

"You're so careless!" the girl's voice was delicate.

The crow glanced at the remains of the scorpion and said coldly, "Nosy. ”

"Who is he?" The figure next to the girl flashed, and there were two more young Taoists, who spoke in a white and delicate manner, with short hedgehog-like hair standing upright in the sky, and two eyes glaring at the crow, which was full of hostility.

"A friend!" replied the girl.

"Friend?" the hedgehog head was furious, "didn't you bring us to find the treasure collected by the Golden God?

"There are more than one treasure," said the girl with a smile, "and when you have finished choosing, the rest is mine!"

"Do you have such a good heart?" the other little Taoist had a round head and a round head, and his eyes glanced at the girl from time to time, "Miss Yin Ruo!"

"I'm so kind," the girl touched his face with a snow-white finger, and the man staggered backwards, almost falling off the statue.

"What a shy child!" the girl smiled in her eyes, and her little round face met her eyes, and she almost fell again.

"Lu Yao, you big sullen bastard," the hedgehog head glared at his companion jealously and annoyed, "no one will treat you as a mute if you don't speak." ”

"Your name is Yin Ruo today?" said the crow coldly.

"Yes?" replied the girl with a smile, "what do you think?"

"It's called Yin Ruo today?" the hedgehog head was puzzled, "Then what was it called yesterday?" Yin Ruo smiled and didn't answer, looking into the distance: "That guy is still not here yet?"

"It's coming!" said the crow.

"What?" the hedgehog jumped three feet over, "and anyone else?"

"Oh!" Yin Ruo looked at the sky, "where is he?"

"Below. The raven replied.

In the distance, the sand dunes undulated, advancing like a tide. The hedgehog head was stunned for a moment, and suddenly saw the sand dune rise upward, setting off a ten-meter-high dust storm and slapping its head and head.

The crow remained motionless, and the sand and dust met an invisible barrier, and built a wall of sand in front of him; Yin Ruo puffed up his cheeks and blew, and the wind lifted the veil and cut the nearby wild sand in half; the hedgehog head held the pen and waved wildly, but still inevitably ate a mouthful of sand; Lu Yao was even more miserable, and was knocked off the stone statue by the sandstorm, and stuck his head and feet into the sand.

"Big sullen!" Wu Ang scolded, and was about to see his companion live or die, when the quicksand on the ground swirled, and a pale black monster burst out of the ground, with a pointed head and a long tail, resembling a lizard, with eyes as red as blood, and a gray-white curved horn standing up from its nose.

On the monster's back sat a strange man, without hands, nose, or eyebrows, with thin paper-like lips and a snarky laugh.

"Earth Dragon. The hedgehog looked at the monster and gasped, and suddenly heard Yin Ruo laugh, "Ghost Bafang, you're late." ”

The hedgehog head trembled in response, and glared at Yin Ruo: "What do you call him?"

"Ghost Bafang!" Yin Ruo didn't have anything to do.

"You ......" The hedgehog's eyes rolled and he suddenly heard the screams of the ghosts: "Yan ghost, who is this kid?"

"Ghost?" The hedgehog head hurriedly raised the brush, the green light flashed, and his pen flew out, and there was a golden rope of light on his body, tying him from head to toe.

The hedgehog's head struggled, and the golden rope sank deep into the flesh, and he screamed in pain, fell to the ground, and shrunk into a ball as the golden rope tightened.

"His name is Wu Ang," the ghost said, "the son of the Dark Star Witch History!"

"Wu Shi's son?" Ghost Bafang stared at Wu Ang and licked his lips, "It looks delicious!"

Wu Ang's lower body was hot and damp, and he was shaking like chaff.

"Ghost Bafang," the ghost stared at the strange man, "Have you got the hidden book?" Ghost Bafang snorted, and Sen Ran stared at the man in black: "Shadow Demon, why don't you speak?"

"Nothing to say!" replied the crow.

"I'll tell you for you," the ghost swallowed his tongue, "you colluded with your sister, betrayed the archmage, you lost the hidden book, you are a complete traitor." The earth dragon beneath him sensed his master's anger and roared at the Shadow Demon's bared teeth, revealing a mouthful of dirty fangs.

The Shadow Demon glanced at the Earth Dragon: "Ghost Bafang, take care of it, or I'll stuff its big leper head into my stomach!"

"You can try it. Oni Bafang's eyes narrowed into thin slits.

The earth dragon roared to help, and slammed forward, his black tongue licking the shadow demon's cheek, and Yan Ying's left hand protruded, grabbed the single horn, and pressed it down as hard as he could.

This blow was amazing, the demon beast's jaw hit the ground, the ground shook, the upper jaw was like a guillotine falling, and the long tongue didn't have time to retract, and it was bitten alive into two pieces.

The earth dragon almost fainted in pain, its mouth was closed, it couldn't bite, it couldn't scream, it wanted to struggle, its head seemed to be pressed against a big mountain, only its limbs were scraped, and the fiery quicksand was dug out of a big hole.

"Hiss......" Ghost Bafang shook his sleeves, jumped into the air, and stuck out his tongue, and the tip of his tongue danced with a miserable green flame.

"Interesting!" said Shadow Fiend, pulling out his brush.

The ghost took a step back, panic flashing in his eyes. Once these two people fight, this ruin will inevitably be doomed, and even the mountains of blood and stagnant waters will suffer.

"What's going on?" a voice rang out from underground, "My left hand and right arm are fighting?"

The voice was muffled and muffled, mixed with heavy gasps. The quicksand on the ground gathered and dispersed, convex and concave, and became a huge human face—thin cheeks, a high forehead, a newly sharpened nose, and eyes like two deep, dry wells.

"Shadow Demon, let go of the Earth Dragon," Sand Face was so huge that the entire ruins shook as it spoke, "Ghost Bafang, take your tongue back!"

The Shadow Demon withdrew his hand, and the Earth Dragon whimpered and retreated, and a stream of quicksand wrapped around the Broken Tongue was sent into its mouth, and the green light flashed, and the Broken Tongue was connected as before. The earth dragon resembles a beaten puppy, licking its paws and whining.

"Lord Magic," Oni Hachifang glared at the Shadow Demon viciously, "he's a traitor......

"I know everything in the red dust," the sand-faced man interrupted, "let's talk about you first, Ghost Bafang." You are arrogant and willful, and you have done many stupid things......"

Ghost Bafang's eyes wandered, and his mouth was haunted by a long tongue, and he seemed to be a little uneasy.

"You brought the fat relic to the red dust, but you can't control its ferocity, and you have followed Long Ji several times, but she has played it around! What a shame, ghost Bafang!" the sand-faced man gasped as he spoke, his words full of indescribable exhaustion.

"Magician-sama!" Oni Hachifang muttered, "Ryuhime, she ......"

"The hidden book is in her hand," the sand-faced man's voice rose and rolled through the desert like thunder, "but you lost it." ”

The ghost trembled in all directions, and suddenly heard the sand-faced man say again: "But I don't quite understand, why did Long Ji protect that naked worm?"

"Who?" asked Ke Ke Ke.

"Fang Ke and An Lan, and their son. ”

"Ke Ke and An Lan, I got their files. The Shadow Demon stepped into his arms, took out a piece of talisman paper, and threw it into the Sand-Faced Man's mouth.

When the sand-faced man closed his eyes, he whispered, "Oh, they are the descendants of the immortals. ”

"Immortals?" Ghost Bafang looked confused, "What's that?"

"Daoist who stays in Hongchen forever," Yan Ghost explained, "If the descendants of the Immortal are born in Hongchen, their power will be weakened from generation to generation. What generation is the couple?"

"Third generation!" replied the Sandface.

"Then they're just like normal naked worms. The ghost said firmly.

"Really?" said the Sand-Faced coldly, "Why did the Shadow Fiend's sister enlighten their son?"

The ghost was stunned for a moment, and looked at the Shadow Demon in surprise, who was expressionless, his eyes fixed on the distance.

"I guess," the ghost pondered, "he must have some value." ”

"What is it worth?"

"Hidden Book?" the ghost hesitated, "but that can't be! ”

"Is he really a naked worm?" said the sand-faced man.

The ghost's eyes widened: "What does the archmage mean......"

"Bring him in and show me. ”

"I'll go. "The ghost Bafang is impatient to make up for it.

"No," said the sand-faced man flatly, "you're only going to bring one corpse." ”

"I'll go!" said the Shadow Fiend.

"You'll have to avoid suspicion," the sand-faced man said casually, "your sister is his person." ”

"Is that still me?" the ghost chuckled.

"You have to go to Nanming Island. The sand-faced man said.

"What are you doing?" the ghost was stunned.

"Contact the merman and have some fun with Yan Xuanji. When the sand-faced man said the word "Yan Xuanji", the shadow demon's eyes narrowed, and the red light in his eyes seemed to rekindle.

"Phaseless Demon!" the sand-faced man shouted, and the ruins shook slightly.

"Phaseless Demon," the ghost looked around in confusion, "he's here too?"

"It's coming!" replied the Shadow Fiend.

"Bah......" There was a sullen laugh from under the stone statue, and the ghost responded to the voice, Lu Yao's body moved, and suddenly turned over, shook his head and shook off the sand, and said with a smile, "Master Magician, are you looking for me?"

"You?" the ghost's eyes lit up, "you dead thing who pretends to be a ghost!"

"You, did you say me?" Lu Yao turned back to a cramped and shy look, "I'm a big stuffy Lu Yao, such a shy child, Miss Yin Ruo, you can do well, touch people again." ”

"Die!" "Yan Ghost pinched a sand ball and threw it over, Lu Yao dodged away, crossed his waist and laughed.

"Great," Oni Bafang hissed and stuck out his tongue, "Wuxiang Demon, you even deceived the ghost." ”

"Normal," Lu Yao put his hands in his pockets and whistled loudly, "It would be better if you fooled the Shadow Demon......" squinted at the "Crow", "Let me fool you once another day, okay?"

The Shadow Fiend didn't say a word, and stared coldly straight ahead.

"Phaseless!" the sand-faced man shouted again.

"Lord Magic," the Phaseless Demon stepped forward, "please command!"

"Bring someone back," the sand-faced man paused, "remember, I'm going to live." ”

"It's a small thing," the Phaseless Demon snapped his fingers, "I'm going to borrow someone." ”

"Wu Ang?" asked the Sandface.

"That's right," the Phaseless Demon kicked the hedgehog in the head, and the latter wept bitterly, "The son of the Dark Star is Yujing's pass. ”

"It's a pity," the sand-faced man regretted a little, "the Wu Clan's primordial spirit is spicy and sour, full of jealousy and ambition. He closed his eyes and savored, "That's the smell I like!"

"You promised?" asked the Phaseless Demon.

The sand-faced man let out a "hmm", and the Phaseless Demon grabbed Wu Ang's neck, and the two looked at each other, and there seemed to be an electric current passing through the air. The corners of Wu Ang's eyes twitched violently, and after a while, the fear on his face disappeared, revealing a leisurely smile. Lu Yao's expression became confused, he looked left and right, and with a bang, he threw away Wu Angsa's legs and ran.

"Oh!" the sand-faced man opened his mouth, and a green light burst out from the depths of the darkness, brushing the ground around Lu Yao, dragging him alive into the abyss.

Lu Yao let out a heart-rending scream, which echoed, getting smaller and smaller until it was completely gone.

"Oh!" a sigh of satisfaction sounded in the abyss, the green light flashed, and Lu Yao's body flew out again, slamming to the ground, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Sneering, countless three-tailed scorpions burst out of the sand, surrounding Lu Yao, waving their claws, and enjoying a feast of flesh and blood.

"I'm much better," the sand-faced man exhaled a bitter cold wind, "You can't imagine what it's like for the whole world to weigh on you?" he looked lonely, and suddenly his voice rose again, full of violent anger, "I'm going to hide the book, whoever it is, bring it to me!"

The ghost cowered and retreated, the ghost's eyes wandered, and Wu Ang's face also showed a trace of fear, only the shadow demon was indifferent.

"Shadow Fiend!" said the sand-faced man faintly, "maybe I should call you Yan Ying." ”

"Yan Ying is dead. Shadow Fiend replied.

"I'm too unsure," the sand-faced man was silent for a moment, "I'm disappointed in your performance in the red dust, you instinctively do better, but you seem to be running away from something." ”

"I tried my best. ”

"I have a couple of questions. ”

"Speak. Shadow Fiend said.

"Have you seen your sister?"

"Yes," said the Shadow Fiend, "I wonder if she's here for Red Dust?"

"Have you seen Fang Fei?"

"Seen, at the scene of the car accident. ”

"Have you ever seen him with your sister?"

Shadow Fiend shook his head, "No." The sand-faced man's voice became softer: "Do you think Fang Fei got the hidden book?"

"I don't think so," Shadow Fiend paused, "It's ridiculous that the naked worm got the hidden book. The sand-faced man sneered and said, "Do you know why your sister wants to ignite Fang Fei?"

"You should ask Yan Mei. ”

"Honestly," the sand-faced man sighed, "I don't believe you. ”

"Alright," the Shadow Demon nodded, "you can test my primordial spirit, and if you can't get through, you'll eat me." ”

"Happy!" The sand-faced man opened his mouth, and green light burst out, entangled the shadow demon, turning into a thousand threads and burrowing into his body.

The Shadow Demon's face twitched, as if he was enduring great pain, and the green light grew stronger and stronger, completely engulfing him. The ghost couldn't bear to look at it more, turned around, and the ghost hissed and screamed in all directions, and his eyes revealed great pleasure.

"Ahhh......h ”

"What's the matter with me?" Yan Ghost didn't reply, "The Wu Ang I tied up is not you." ”

"Stinky woman, you declare a personal vendetta!" the demon cried,

"That's right, women love to hold grudges the most. ”

The green light shrank back, and the Shadow Demon fell to his knees, his pale face sweating profusely, his eyes hollow, blood running down from the corners of his mouth, and he looked exhausted, as if he would faint at any moment.

"Good," Sandface exhaled, "you didn't lie to me, you're still a shadow demon." ”

"Impossible!" Oni Hachifang screamed angrily.

"Are you questioning me?" said the sand-faced man coldly, "Ghost Bafang!"

"Don't dare!" Oni Hachifang lowered his gaze.

With a loud chirp, the sky darkened in an instant, and heavy shadows covered the earth.

"Kunpeng is back," the sand-faced man looked gloomy, "let's hear what news it brings?"

"Who's going to help?" the Phaseless Demon rolled around, letting out an exaggerated howl, "Oh, this damn rope ......"

The strength of his wings became weaker and weaker, and Fang Fei looked at a dark purple forest, where white light flashed, and there was a small clearing covered with snow.

He raised his left wing, flew diagonally downward, and landed lightly on the top of the snow, where he stepped on it was very soft. In fact, it was not snow, but a lot of tender grass, the blades of which were white and dusty, and looked clear with ice and snow.

The feather charm ran out of strength, and the wings hung down from the back, and with a light touch, they turned into silvery-white fine sand. Fang Fei raised his hand to fish, and the silver sand was stained with body temperature, and immediately melted and disappeared.

Looking at the ballpoint pen again, the refill is empty and the ink has run out. As Madame Long said, this pen can only be used three times.

Loneliness and fear welled up all around, and the boy threw himself on the soft lawn, tears streaming silently.

Inadvertently, the white grass under him was dyed with a touch of bright green, green ripples, and in a blink of an eye, all the grass blades changed color, tender green, and fluffy.

The green gets darker and darker, and then it becomes sky blue, and then it darkens and then purple, and then it becomes lighter, and then it becomes crimson...... Fang Fei was surprised to see it, forgetting the sadness, when he got up, the lawn under his feet had turned a soft light yellow, and when the yellow receded, the snow-white true color finally returned.

Fang Fei was extremely curious, and wanted to pull down the white grass to study it, but as soon as he touched the grass, his shyness was transmitted, as if to say, "I'm so weak, why do you want to hurt me?"

"Yes?" Fang Fei felt reasonable, "Why hurt it?" he shook his head self-deprecatingly and withdrew his hand.

"Where am I?" the boy looked around, and the trees were endless, revealing an eerie glow.

Dang, a bell sounded in the distance, melodious and melodious, followed by two more rings, revealing a wonderful rhythm in the continuity.

In such a quiet place, any sound was exciting, Fang Fei was overjoyed, the sound of the bell reminded him of the temple, this rhythmic sound must have come from humans.

The boy threw off his legs and ran in the direction of the bell, along the way the purple trees were high in the clouds, the pale golden leaves covered the sky and the sun, and the trunks were parasitic with many silver-white mushrooms, emitting a cold light, like a high-hanging street lamp to illuminate the way.

The vines on the tree are full of peculiar flowers, the petals open and close, the stamens are like wriggling caterpillars, suddenly a gust of wind comes, hula, all the vine flowers jump up, birds like fluttering.

The boy was so frightened that he stepped on a living creature in his backwards, and he thought he had stepped on a poisonous snake, so he hurriedly jumped away, and looked down to see a clump of rhizomes gathering its branches and leaves, and slowly retracting into the ground.

Fang Fei didn't dare to stay, he tried his best to run, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and a small road appeared in front of him, paved with colored stones, and flowers on both sides were like brocade, leading to a village and town in a zigzag.

Hidden in the jungle, the villages and towns have a variety of styles, ranging from cornices and arches to smooth domes. The bell comes from a silver-gray minaret, standing in the middle of the village, with a golden disc hanging from the spire, surrounded by scales, and four hands turning in the center, green and red, of varying lengths.

Seeing the crowds, Fang Fei was ecstatic, and ran over quickly, the road was deserted, and there was no one to see, and the doors of the houses were empty, and there was silence inside. Fang Fei stood in front of a door and asked loudly, "Is there anyone?"

The empty mountain echoed, no one answered, Fang Fei was extremely puzzled, and couldn't help but push open the door and quietly stepped in.

The windows in the room are bright and clean, the furniture is unique, there is a pot of tea on the table, a few teacups, the tea in the cup is shallow, and there is still residual warmth when you touch it; suddenly the smell of meat wafts in, Fang Fei followed the smell into a kitchen, the ingredients are stacked neatly, there is a silver soup pot on the stove, there is no flame below, but the soup in the pot is suddenly tumbling, and unknown meat is cooking.

Fang Fei looked at the broth and swallowed his saliva, fortunately, reason prevailed over appetite, the current situation was too strange, maybe the master was nearby.

He withdrew from the house and went to other houses, but he walked in a few places, and the situation was more or less the same, the house was in good order, but it was uninhabited. Fang Fei walked aimlessly, unconsciously walked into the clock tower, the tower was empty, the walls were one-way transparent, clear as water from the inside out, the sun was sprinkled freely, and the tower was very bright, Fang Fei stood under the spire, looking at the sky and clouds, and was puzzled: "Where have all the people gone?"

After a moment's pause, he walked out of the tower, raised his head in a daze, and his heart jumped suddenly—there was a man standing at the crossroads in front of him, with a small figure, flying with his back to the other party, his head tilted to the left, his long hair hanging down to his waist, and he looked like a girl.

"Whew!" Fang Fei greeted loudly.

The "girl" was silent and strolled forward. Fang Fei couldn't help but shout: "Please stay!"

The "girl" was still silent, just walking, Fang Fei easily met a human, although he felt strange, he still followed. Turning a house, the "girl" suddenly disappeared again, looking at the empty surroundings, Fang Fei's scalp was numb, the silence here contained an indescribable weirdness, to be honest, he would rather face the Kunpeng that covered the sky than stay in this strange village.

There was a rustling sound nearby, light and thin, Fang Fei followed the sound, and suddenly saw the "girl" squatting in the corner of the wall, stretching out her right hand to scratch the wall.

"Are you here?" Fang Fei breathed a sigh of relief, "What about the others?"

The "girl" didn't make a sound, just scratched the wall, Fang Fei thought to himself, "She's a deaf person?" Thinking about taking two steps closer, he suddenly smelled a foul smell, like a rancid meal. He frowned, and was about to speak, when his gaze suddenly fell on the right hand of the "girl", and the slender fingertips slashed across the wall, leaving a bright red trace, the red became deeper and deeper, and it was almost flowing.

No, it was already flowing, it was blood, the fingertips of the "girl" were bleeding.

"Your hand, don't move...... Fang Fei rushed forward and grabbed the girl's wrist, but it felt sticky and slippery, like pinching a poisonous snake. He was disgusted, and just wanted to let go, the "girl" suddenly turned her face, her face was quite delicate, but it was as white as paper, her eyes were hollow, like marbles inlaid on a puppet, she looked at Fang Fei fixedly, without surprise or anger.

Fang Fei's scalp exploded, let go of the girl, and wanted to speak, but his throat was dry, and he only swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The "girl" stood up slowly, her nostrils slightly open, her lips pulled from side to side, and suddenly her eyes burst out, her teeth bared, and she let out a gloomy roar.

Fang Fei was stunned, and the "girl" pounced and knocked him to the ground. Fang Fei's eyes were black, he almost fainted, and suddenly saw the "girl" waving her hands to pinch her neck, and she didn't know where the strength was, so she twisted her waist and rolled on the spot. The girl's ten fingers fell into the air, and she slammed into the ground, and there was a sound of broken fingers, but she didn't hum or scream, turned around, and continued to pounce on Fang Fei, her movements were vigorous, and she was a female cat grabbing food.

Someone else must have been stunned, Fang Fei had repeatedly changed, and he was not chaotic, he tried his best to roll, rolled to a corner, shaped like a hedgehog, curled up in a ball, and the "girl" then pounced, her face was hideous, and her mouth was wide open, so she tore the corners of her mouth, and pus and blood splattered outward,

The smell was tangy, Fang Fei was slightly suffocated, he leaned on the corner of the wall, like a rabbit fighting an eagle, and kicked his legs hard, hitting the "girl's" lower abdomen.

The "girl" flew far away, Fang Fei supported the ground with both hands, jumped up hard, spread his legs and ran wildly. Just turned the corner, a tall man with a purple suit and a pale face flashed from the side of the road. Fang Fei's heart sank, turned around and went west, passing through the flower bed between the two houses, there was a loud noise, and two people jumped out of the flowers. He was startled, hurriedly turned around again, and unexpectedly a black shadow crossed in front of him, Fang Fei hit his head and fell to the ground. In the way was an old man with gray hair, with a pestle there, his eyes demented, staring straight ahead.

Fang Fei's limbs moved together, he got up, and a huge force rushed over, knocking him out of the air. The boy was in severe pain, and before he could get up, the man in purple straddled him and pinched his neck with two big hands.

Fang Fei had difficulty breathing, and his whole body was weak, but fortunately, the man in purple didn't kill him, he just held it down, and several faces rushed over, in addition to the "girl" and the old man, there were four or five men and women, all of whom had pale faces and empty eyes. They opened their mouths and bared their teeth, and Bai Sensen's teeth were no more than a few feet away from the boy, like a pack of hyenas surrounding a gazelle, and a slight leaning forward could bite off a piece of his flesh.

"Who are you, what do you want to do?" Fang Fei shouted desperately in his heart, but when it came to his mouth, all of them turned into a string of whimperes, the big hands on his neck continued to tighten, and his eyes were full of gold stars, and dizziness hit him like a tide.

Suddenly, the man in purple left his body, all the faces around him disappeared, and a dull sound came from his side.

Fang Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the man in purple, hanging in the air, swaying from side to side. He was suspicious in his heart, and when he looked again, in an instant, the boy's heart almost stopped beating—

Two meters away from him, stood a huge pale blue wolfdog, no, not a dog, but a wolf, three meters tall, more than four meters long, with green eyes and fangs like guns, biting the body of the man in purple like a tattered doll. The wolf's surroundings were littered with strange people, stumps and legs, unable to struggle, broken bones, soft and as disgusting thick phlegm.

The man in purple fell to the ground, his left leg was missing, pus and blood flowed from his broken wound, he convulsed and got up, his face was painless, as if he was wearing a white wax mask.

The blue wolf turned its head and looked at Fang Fei coldly, there was some kind of fixation method hidden in its eyes, and it pressed the boy to the ground, not daring to move at all.

"It's over," Fang Fei's whole body was cold, "it's going to eat my ......"

But the giant wolf didn't pounce, it turned its head and looked gloomily into the distance, Fang Fei glanced at it, and a man in black flashed at the end of the street, over thirty years old, thin and serious, with long black hair draped behind him.

The blue wolf didn't say a word, and rushed towards the man, the speed was terrifying, like a blue knife light.

The man raised his brush and flew out dozens of fireballs, like a flock of birds out of the nest, hula and rushed towards the giant wolf, and the fire rolled on the way, and the fireballs skyrocketed tenfold. The giant wolf did not dodge or dodge, and went straight up, and the fireball hit the wolf's head without landing, and it exploded with a loud sound. The giant wolf was wrapped in flames, but the momentum of running did not decrease at all, the fire was thrown behind it, and the blue wolf broke out of its cocoon, suddenly without stopping.

The man took two steps back, raised the brush, and a sharp tearing sound sounded in the air, and dozens of electric lights were thick and long, like a dragon out of a cave, overwhelmingly winding towards the giant wolf.

Blue-white lightning surged through the giant wolf, and the terrifying beast fell into a huge web of light. Fang Fei subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, as a human being, he always stood on the side of the man in black.

But the giant wolf did not stop, and rushed to the man in the blink of an eye.

"Ahh

"Huh?" From the man in black, Fang Fei saw the shadow of the demon.

The man rose ten meters in one breath, and suddenly heard a snort, and the giant wolf tore open the power grid, poked out the huge wolf's head, pressed his limbs on the spot, and went straight up with electric light.

"Oh!" the man in black screamed, his left leg falling into the wolf's mouth, and he was pulled back to the ground alive. Bang, the wolf and the man landed at the same time, rolling and entangled, and the man in black screamed continuously, mixed with the terrible sound of shattering bones. The giant wolf roared in unison, its claws and teeth together, and the blood on the ground was strewn and bounded, like death wielding a paintbrush.

Fang Fei's heart was beating wildly, and the tragic scene made him unable to look at it directly. The man in black is dead, the giant wolf frees his minions, and it will be his turn next.

The boy jumped up and ran less than a hundred meters, hula, four men and women rushed out of the bushes on both sides, and threw themselves at him with their heads scattered.

Fang Fei's breathing tightened, turned around and fled again, and suddenly saw a man walking towards him, not old or young, not tall or short, with a loose blue robe, holding a long black tube, which was full of holes, like a flute. His face was ruddy, his eyebrows and eyes were flying, Fang Fei intuitively met a normal human being, and just as he was about to say hello, the man suddenly shook the "flute", and a flash of fire flew out, heading straight for his chest.

Fang Fei stopped, the heat wave hit his eyebrows, and the intense firelight stinged his eyes. With a loud bang, the flames split into four, dexterously bypassing the boy and striking the four weirdos behind him with precision.

The four of them were covered in fire, like four fireballs jumping up and down, hissing and screaming, staggering, and still rushing towards Fang Fei.

The boy looked back and saw that he was dumbfounded, his legs were nailed to the ground, and he saw that the four fireballs were getting smaller and smaller, and he rushed all the way to the front, and with a pop, it turned into four wisps of green smoke, and the hot ashes pounced on his body, making Fang Fei all over his face.

He was about to cry, and through the white ash of his face, he suddenly saw an old man in black come out of the woods, with gray hair, a thin body, and a contoured face, like an old black eagle.

Fang Fei stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and suddenly heard someone say, "Stand still." It was the man in blue who spoke, and he walked around the boy and shouted at the old man in black, "You did everything in the village?"

"Yes," the old man paused, squinting at each other, "who are you?

"I am your ancestor," replied the man in blue crisply, "I'll teach you a lesson, the gray grandson." ”

The old man's face rose with a sense of greenness, he glanced at Fang Fei, took out a brush, the barrel of the pen was red, the tip of the pen was dark green, it shook in the air, there were words, the fire of the pen burst out, boom, and a fire dragon with a head and tail burst out, let out a terrible dragon groan, and rushed towards the man in blue.

The fire dragon hadn't approached yet, and the heat was already rolling. Fang Fei was scorching hot, sweating profusely, his eyes were red, and the fire dragon rose against the storm, as if he wanted to involve heaven and earth.

"Heh!" The man in blue laughed, raised the "flute", and spit out snow-white silk from the mouth of the pipe, turning into a brush, spitting out ink-like smoke, which was crystal clear in the thick black, but this inconspicuous wisp of black gas actually blocked the huge fire dragon in front of him, allowing it to soar into the sky, unable to advance half a step.

Such a strange situation, if he didn't see it with his own eyes, Fang Fei wouldn't believe anything. The smoke is so weak, and the fire dragon is so strong, it is like an egg holding up a mountain, and a chopstick holding the blue sky.

The fire dragon shouted forward, and the black qi of the blue-clothed man gathered more and more, becoming oval and huge, like a bird's egg, and something in the egg rolled and twisted, desperately trying to break out of the shell.

Poof, the black gas surged outward, the eggs broke and the birds flew, rushing out a group of flying snakes, slender and agile, such as real and illusory, thin wings like a wide folding fan.

The "flying snake" screamed sharply, like a turbid current surging towards the fire dragon, the flames shrank, the black gas swelled, the snakes seemed to feed on the fire, and the fire dragon was wrapped in a black cloud.

The fire dragon opened its teeth and claws, let out an earth-shattering roar, and the flying snake burned and disintegrated, turning into black smoke and flowing everywhere...... The flying snake became more and more numerous, and it was simply endless, hulala burst through the flames, burrowed into the dragon's body and gnawed and arched.

The fire dragon was outnumbered, its body shrank, and it rolled in pain, and suddenly there was a mournful roar, which turned into countless fires, and the stars dispersed, and disappeared in an instant.

The old man in black retreated in fright, his throat moved up and down, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, he gritted his teeth and glared, the tip of his pen shook, and a green fire flew out, screaming, turning into wisps, like ten thousand arrows.

The flying snakes rushed head-on, each black snake against a green arrow, like a group of birds of prey catching and killing, screaming and exploding one after another, black smoke and green fire flying all over the sky.

Fang Fei was dazzled, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and when he turned his head, the giant wolf came behind him quietly, his eyes crossed the boy, and he looked coldly at the battlefield, the ground behind it was full of messes, and the man in black was torn apart alive.

Fang Fei's soul was scattered, and he ran away, a madman, a giant wolf, a fire dragon, and a flying snake...... Monsters one after another, Fang Fei was about to go crazy, he just wanted to leave this ghost place, the sooner the better, the farther away the better.

A gust of wind ran out of the village, Fang Fei was panting, bent down to rest, and suddenly heard the sound of tuk tuk on the side of the road, and the bushes on the side of the road parted, rushing out of a big black monster

"What is it?" Fang Fei saw the other party clearly and gasped. The monster was more than two meters tall, sleek and hairless, with a broad, flat torso, a shrunken turtle with four long legs on each side, and like a giant spider.

In the sunlight, the monster's hind legs contracted, its front feet propped up, and its body leaned back as hard as it could, revealing a large uneven face. That face had no facial features, but Fang Fei felt that it was staring at him.

"Oh my God!" the monster said in a gruff voice, sounding like a boy changing his voice, "a naked worm, he's a naked worm." ”

"Nonsense," the monster changed his voice, sharp and immature, and his milky voice was milky, "Where are the naked worms in Ziwei?"

As the monster spoke, it threw off its long legs and lunged over. Fang Fei was so frightened that he turned around and ran, and in the hurry, he tripped over the tree roots, and he didn't have time to get up, and as soon as the sky above his head darkened, the monster crawled over him, and the soil under his stomach fell downward.

Fang Fei was almost buried in the ground, and suddenly heard the monster scream in a rough voice: "Scared me to death, scared me to death." ”

"Fool," said the monster in a small voice again, "are you driving? ”

"Shut your mouth!" the rough voice paused, and suddenly became angry, "What are you doing standing?

"Why don't you go?" said the thin voice was unconvinced.

"I'm your brother!" shouted in a rough voice.

"Come on, you idiot," said Thin Voice, "Mom and Dad will beat you to death if they know you're driving indiscriminately." ”

"All right," said a sloppy voice, "let's go down together." ”

"Mom said you can't leave the canopy car. Screaming in a thin voice.

"Shut up, coward," yelled in a rough voice, "I'll count to three, or I'll throw you down." ”

Fang Fei lay on the ground and didn't dare to move, secretly looking at the monster not far away. The monster was also lying on the ground, living as a big black stone.

Pop, the "stone" cracked through it, and out came two boys, one big and one small—the big one was tall and fat, with two eyes hanging on his face like a pair of funny commas, and the younger one was less than ten years old, and his whole body was floating in the air, and under his feet was a dim and short flying sword.

Fang Fei suddenly realized: "Monster" is a means of transportation, and the operators are these two boys. Looking at their appearance, their eyebrows and eyes are lively, not like those dead and angry weirdos.

"He's still alive, right?" the big boy tilted his head to look at Fang Fei.

"I think he's dead," the little boy flattened his mouth, "Jian Zhen, you're miserable, you hit and killed someone." ”

The big man frowned vigorously and muttered, "Or shall we bury him?"

"You want to destroy the corpse," the little boy cried, "and this is shameless!"

"Shut up," the big man fumed, "you nosy little ghost. ”

Listening to the meaning of the big man, it seemed that he really wanted to bury himself, Fang Fei panicked, shook off the dirt and got up: "I'm fine, I'm still alive." ”

"Goo!" the big man jumped back in fright, glared at Fang Fei, and pulled out a jet-black brush from his pocket, "You, are you human?"

"People?" Fang Fei was confused for a moment.

"Fool," the little boy slapped the big man in the back of the head, "of course he is a man, and he can't speak." ”

"That's right," said the big man, retracting his pen, "I've been busy reading for the past two days, and I'm a little nervous. He tilted his head to look at Fang Fei, his eyes full of curiosity, "Strange, are you really a naked worm?"

"How do you know I'm a naked worm?" Fang Fei was also puzzled.

"I don't know, I just know anyway," the big man seemed to be saying a tongue twister, "You are too different from the people in Ziwei, not in appearance, but in your bones." ”

"In your bones?" Fang Fei looked at himself in confusion.

"Anyway, it's the ......," the big man pondered, scratching his head, "well, I can't tell...... You're just not like us. ”

"That's right," the little boy flattened, "I hate naked worms." ”

"Oh," Fang Fei tried to erase the experience from his mind, "My name is Fang Fei, what are your names?"

"My name is Jian Zhen, Xuanwu," the big man glanced at the little boy with disgust, "His name is Jian Rong, my brother." ”

"We'd better get out of here," Fang Fei said urgently, "There's a big monster in the back. ”

"Monster," Jane looked around innocently, "what kind of monster?"

"A wolf," Fang Fei swallowed, "a big, big wolf." ”

The brothers stared at him together, and the look in their eyes was very strange. Fang Fei felt bad in his heart, and was just about to speak, when he suddenly felt his hairs stand on end, he slowly turned his head, and found that the huge blue wolf was behind him, only ten meters away from him, his eyes were obedient and gloomy, and he walked towards him silently.

Fang Fei intuitively turned the world, but he quickly calmed down, shouted "hurry up", opened his arms, and stopped in front of the two brothers. He stared at the wolf and thought that if the wolf ate him, the brothers would have a chance to escape.

The blue wolf whined and rushed at an accelerated pace, Fang Fei's mind was empty, and he closed his eyes unconsciously.

The expected pounce did not happen, but was replaced by a series of angry shouts: "Who told you to get out of the car? I told you to stay in the car honestly and not leave the canopy car, are you all farting to me?"

The scolding voice was sharp and high, revealing an indescribable ruthlessness. Fang Fei opened his eyes tremblingly, and suddenly saw that the blue wolf was nowhere to be found, and there was a middle-aged housewife in front of him, chubby and dundun, with round facial features, tied a dirty apron, his hands crossed his waist, spittle splashed, and his round little eyes spewed out two flames, which passed over Fang Fei and burned towards the brothers behind him.

Fang Fei was completely stunned. Where did the wolf go, and where did this housewife come from?

"My brother asked me to get out of the car," Jian Rong pointed to the big one, "and he drove the car over." ”

"Bastard," Jane was so angry that her fat face turned purple, "obviously you want to drive yourself, you beg me to teach you, so I can talk about it, so I reluctantly agreed......"

"Jian Zhen," the housewife grabbed the big man's ears and pulled him in front of her and yelled, "You're an older brother, can't you set an example for your younger brother? If he asks you to drive, you will drive? I let you stay well, why are you disobedient? You have grown so big, you still don't worry, believe it or not, I slapped you to death?"

"I believe it, I believe it," the big man tilted his head, tears rolling in his eyes, "lighter, it hurts, Mom, can you lighten it a little ......"

Hearing the word "Mom", Fang Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief: this middle-aged housewife was actually the mother of the Jian family's brothers. But what about the wolf? Where did the big wolf go? He looked around, wondering in his heart.

"Makes you laugh. A lazy voice sounded from behind him, Fang Fei turned his head to look, and cried out in fright: "It's you?"

A middle-aged man in blue came to him quietly, the "flute" pinned to his waist, holding a cigarette stick in his left hand, he was smiling, and he was stuffing the smoke pot with pale green hay.

"You," Fang Fei took two steps back and looked at the man angrily, "You killed someone just now." ”

"Murder?" the man was stunned for a moment, then said suddenly, "Oh, you call that thing human?"

"Isn't it?" Fang Fei was also confused.

"It used to be, it doesn't now!"

"What do you mean?" Fang Fei was even more confused.

"They don't have a primordial spirit, just an empty shell. The man said slowly.

"That's why they're attacking you," the middle-aged housewife interjected, "and if we come one step too late, you'll become just like them." ”

"Ignorance, unconsciousness, immortality," the man continued, "as long as their owners do not relinquish control, these things will continue to walk on the earth." ”

"Master, who is their master?" Fang Fei couldn't help but ask.

"Do you know the demons?" the man looked at him fixedly.

"Know!" Fang Fei's mind flashed the appearance of ghosts and shadow demons, and he unconsciously retracted his ten fingers and clenched them into fists fiercely.

"Their primordial gods have been eaten by demons," the man's words made Fang Fei's legs weaken, "This kind of thing without primordial gods is called molting, which means shedding skin. When the demons eat the primordial gods, they become the masters of the metamorphosis, and they are manipulated by the demons to help the demons catch new prey. ”

"...... just now," Fang Fei's mouth was dry and bitter, "They want to catch me?"

"Yes. The man nodded.

"Let the demons eat my primordial spirit?"

"Yes. ”

"What is the Yuan Shen?" Fang Fei asked weakly.

Everyone was stunned, and the middle-aged man thought about it, frowned and explained: "To put it simply, the Yuan Shen is the spirit of people. ”

"Naked worms don't have primordial spirits, do they?" the big man interjected.

"No, there are naked worms too," the man squinted at Fang Fei, "but it's not the same as ours." ”

"Monsters. The big man looked at Fang Fei with a look of disgust.

Fang Fei ignored him, thinking back to what he had just seen, his heart moved, and he blurted out: "Those two black-clothed people are demons?" The man nodded and said, "Fortunately, only two came, or it's a little bad." ”

"Are they all dead?" Fang Fei asked again.

"A small character died, and the tricky one escaped. His name is Mo Sen, the wanted criminal of the Dou Ting, and he has a bounty of 5,000 gold points. The middle-aged man said regretfully.

"It's bad luck!" said the housewife, "if you catch him, you can buy Xiao Zhen a good armor." ”

"What's the use of saying that?" the man sighed with a wry smile, "who told us not to fly?" ”

"Why can't you fly?" Fang Fei looked at Jian Rong, and the little boy stepped on the little sword and flew in the wind.

"It's a long story. The man stared at Fang Fei, "My name is Jian Huailu," and with a thumbs up, he pointed at the middle-aged housewife, "My wife Shen Tiantian, you have seen my two sons, we are both Xuanwu." What's your name?"

Before Fang Fei could speak, Jian Rong hurriedly said, "His name is Fang Fei, and he is a naked worm." ”

"No!" Jian Huailu shook his head, "He's not a naked worm, he's a degreer." ”

"Degree?" Jian Zhen jumped three feet, "How is it possible?"

"What about your Ignition Man?" Jian Huailu looked directly at Fang Fei, "You should be inseparable." ”

"We're separated!" Fang Fei lowered his head, his throat slightly choked. Jian Huailu was stunned for a moment and muttered in a low voice: "That's a **** annoyance." ”

"We can't stay here," Shen Tiantian said suddenly, "Mo Sen is injured, and he will definitely bring his comrades back." Jian Huailu's eyes fell on the village, and he said abruptly: "I really didn't expect that Liuyun Village was also destroyed. ”

"The third village," Shen Tiantian said with a frown, "It's less than a thousand miles away from Yujing." ”

"The demons are rising," Jian Huailu sighed, "but Dou Ting is sleeping with his head covered. ”

"Do you want to inform Dou Ting?" asked the housewife.

"It's useless," Jian Huailu waved his hand, "they won't pay attention to the 'Flyer'. ”

"Aren't we really going to spend the night in the village?" Jane looked at the house in the distance in disappointment, "I just want to find a real house to sleep comfortably?"

"Wow," Shen Tiantian sneered, "When you wake up, there will be more than a dozen demons around you." ”

"There are still hundreds of molts. Jian Huailu added.

"Hundreds?" Fang Fei's heart trembled, and the big man's face was also ugly.

"Come on!" Jian Huailu waved at Fang Fei, "We said in the car. ”

"But......" Fang Fei looked left and right with a weak heart, "there's a wolf here, a big wolf." ”

"You say this?" Shen Tiantian's body turned, turning into a pale blue whirlwind, bang, whirlwind swelled, and a huge blue wolf appeared in front of Fang Fei.

"Ahh ”

"Who said that," Jane muttered quietly, "it's terrible." ”

"Who are you talking about?" the giant wolf turned around, and suddenly turned back into a fat housewife, she raised her eyebrows and glared, and grabbed her eldest son's ear, "Have you finished your homework today?"

"Not ...... yet," Jane really screamed as she followed her mother into the strange car, "Oh, it's okay to be lighter?