Watching Zhang Zifan elegantly wipe off the oil stains of chicken soup from the corner of his mouth, Xiao Daotong got up and brought a warm teapot: "Master Priest, do you want some mint water to relieve oiliness?"

"Hmm. Zhang Zifan smiled politely in return.

"Lord Priest, don't you have to go to the courtyard to watch the ants today?" asked the little Taoist boy with his head tilted again.

"No, I don't. Zhang Zifan smiled politely in return.

"The priest is so strange today, the ants will be very lonely......"

Xiao Daotong propped his head, sat on the other side of the desk, and secretly observed Zhang Zifan.

Obviously, he looks more serious, and he has become more reliable, and even when he sacrifices to the true god, he is more respectful.

But I don't know why, I always feel that today's big brother Zhang is weird!

Isn't it sick?

Xiao Daotong thought of this possibility, but began to hesitate.

After waiting for a while, he felt that Zhang Zifan seemed to be lying on the chair and falling asleep, and Xiao Daotong secretly reached out to probe his nose.

Well, the snort is calm, not like a sick look.

After thinking about it, she was still a little uneasy, but she still stretched out her white palm and slowly approached Zhang Zifan's forehead.

"It's so hot!"

"Little one!! what are you doing!"

Zhang Zifan suddenly opened his eyes, and slapped the little hand on his forehead away angrily: "My forehead is already hot, this is caused by my wise brain running at high speed all the time!"

Glancing at the little Taoist boy who was flushed because he was caught, Zhang Zifan snorted: "Don't hurry up and fetch water, I want to cool my head!"

"Yes, Priestess!"

Xiao Daotong was excited, and hurriedly ran towards the door.

"Wait. ”

"Huh?"

"Young man, I see that your bones are amazing, you are a martial arts wizard like no other, and here is a copy of "Introduction to Mortal Immortal Cultivation" to teach you. ”

Looking at the little Taoist boy with a suspicious face, but still carefully collecting the cheats, Zhang Zifan sighed.

It's too difficult, it's really too difficult to cultivate immortals.

Hell knows what I went through in the fairy world.

Touching his hot forehead, Zhang Zifan showed a sad wry smile, "Sure enough, I still have to practice a new number in the future!"

......

In the forty-first year of the Yan calendar, the Chiyou tribe went out of Jiuli and launched a war against the Yandi tribe and its affiliated princes, which is known as the Shennong Collapse Plan.

In the face of the Chiyou tribe that has been dormant for many years, the princes from all walks of life who have been peaceful for a long time have been defeated and retreated.

After Chi You broke through the 36 southern princes, Shennong gathered the main force of the human race headquarters and galloped to the aid of the southern princes with the most elite 180,000 troops.

And at the same time of this great war, no one would have noticed that in the far northern valley, a giant egg that had been bred for decades happened to break out of its shell at this time......

......

Regarding the fact that he crossed over to become a firefly cub, Zhang Zifan refused from the beginning.

Just kidding, he flew up with the intention of asking the immortal with peace of mind and asked, to be a Taiping Fuxian, but not to make a big light bulb.

He originally planned to come to a mortal to cultivate the immortal legend, re-engage in the old business of raising chickens, and step by step from a boy to an immortal saint.

All these beautiful ideas are now shattered.

Your ass will glow, it's still two kilowatts, what to do, wait online, it's in a hurry!

Zhang Zifan swears, but if his merit is enough, he must delete the number and retrain, and it is absolutely unacceptable to become a juvenile firefly, bastard!

However, the merit points used are the same as the money spent on the Chopping Hands, they are not really spent, but become another form and accompany you.

For Zhang Zifan, the merit points that he has fortunately accumulated since the opening of the sky have become a juvenile firefly with a shiny buttocks, accompanying him.

After calming down, thinking about it carefully, Zhang Zifan could only accept this setting.

You see, the system is still very intimate, after entering the fairy world, the fireflies, as a wild beast, the offspring do not need to develop slowly from the caterpillar type, it is directly the adult type, but it is much smaller.

Becoming the offspring of a desolate beast should theoretically be considered earned...... What a fart!

"Ah, youkai!"

Just when Zhang Zifan was dancing on his six legs and was about to slam the table again, an exclamation came from not far away.

Zhang Zifan lowered his head and found that a few guys not far away, who could only reach his chest at most, were holding woodcutters and looking at him with a frightened expression.

The exclamation just now came from these people.

Zhang Zifan doesn't blame them, on the contrary, he understands them very well.

Anyone who sees a giant firefly, still showing its teeth and claws, will lose its temper like this.

What's more, the story of the nine golden crow demons wreaking havoc on the world should be less than forty years in the past.

Those little men were all young Terrans who looked malnourished, and Zhang Zifan boldly guessed that they should be woodcutters chopping wood together.

Dinosaurs and beasts abound in the mountains and forests here, and if the human race does not hold a group, it will be very dangerous.

However, it is obvious that Zhang Zifan, as the cub of the giant beast of the desolation, is not something that these human races can deal with in a group.

"Let's go, go back to the village and tell the patriarch that the descendants of the Golden Crow who caused disaster forty years ago have reappeared in the world!"

The tallest young man bravely brandished a hatchet, protecting his companions behind him and urging them to leave.

"Brother Chen, you go first, you're going to get married next month!"

"Bigfoot, you guys go quickly, I'm the best here with the best skills, if you don't leave, it's too late!"

......

Looking at the brave little brothers in front of him, Zhang Zifan planned to open his mouth to Chen Qing, he was a very friendly creature.

It's the opposite of the giant panda.

The giant panda looks cute, but in fact it is a terrifying carnivorous bear beast, and it is said to be the mount of Chiyou.

And his own, although he looks more fierce and has a big shiny light bulb on his buttocks, he is actually very cute inside.

It's a pity that when Zhang Zifan waved his six legs and wanted to win the patent of sign language in Honghuang, the little brother surnamed Chen took a firewood knife without saying a word and bravely charged towards Zhang Zifan.

And his friends ran out of the valley with tears in their eyes:

"Brother Chen, I will always remember this kindness!"

"Brother Chen, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of my sister-in-law!"

"Brother Chen, go all the way!"

......

The little brother surnamed Chen jumped high as if he were dead, brandished a firewood knife with both arms, and slashed down hard.

As a firefly in the juvenile stage, Zhang Zifan was not sure if he could be hit by this knife, and he had to avoid it with a six-legged kick.

The little brother surnamed Chen was really as he said, his movements were very agile, and he changed direction in the air, and slashed at the wing sheath on Zhang Zifan's back.

The wing sheath is the most resolute part of the firefly, although Zhang Zifan has just broken out of the shell, but it is not something that this firewood knife can break.

The smooth wing sheath bounced the firewood knife back and inserted it straight into the forehead of the little brother surnamed Chen.

"Poof"

The firewood knife entered the brain, splashing beautiful blood flowers, and the red color was a little white.

"Demons, remember, as a human, I've at least wielded a sword...... I'm ...... in my life. It's worth ......" he smiled with relief and went down peacefully.

"But I really don't have any malicious intent......" Zhang Zifan couldn't help but shake his head.

"You...... You can talk!"

The little brother surnamed Chen sat up in shock when he was dying, pointed at Zhang Zifan tremblingly and asked, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Zhang Zifan landed on all fours, clapped his hands with fists with his two paws, and said, "Ah, I actually forgot!"

"Poof—"

The little brother surnamed Chen vomited three liters of blood and was out of breath on the spot.

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