The bright moon hangs high, spreading clear light, the mountains are towering, and the mountain shadows are continuous.

Even though it is just a hot summer, the depths of Heng Mountain, which is rarely inhabited, are old trees towering to the sky, the shadows of the trees are faint, the mountain wind blows, and the night is as cool as water.

An angry roar suddenly sounded in the mountains and forests, powerful and deafening, but the next moment it was suppressed by another roar like a dragon's groan.

Immediately after a few loud bangs, an old tree that could only be embraced by two people shook violently, and the leaves fell down, as if they had been hit by something, and countless frightened birds and beasts scattered and fled.

A white shadow quickly flashed in the mountains and forests, it was an extraordinary white horse, which was running happily at this time, with a happy and narrow smile on its face, and a large grin, revealing a large red tooth bed.

A black-haired mandrill squatted on the back of a white horse, firmly grasping the mane on the white horse's neck with one hand, and constantly pointing in the direction with the other hand, its dark yellow pupils were full of indifference and cruelty, and from time to time it let out a poignant strange laugh.

In front of this strange horse and mandrill, there was a strange tiger with a red body and a frighteningly large body, which was desperately running high and low, fleeing in embarrassment, without the majesty of the king of the mountain.

The red tiger's slightly open mouth revealed fangs that were the length of an ordinary person's arm, like a spear and a sword, but there should have been four fangs, but one of them had been broken at this time, and blood was dripping down from the root of the tooth.

If Liu Tugou was here, he would definitely recall the fierce red tiger when King Lanling entered the city that day.

Between chasing and fleeing, the white horse chased the red tiger and hurriedly ran down a small hill, and in front of it was a wide mountain stream nearly ten zhang wide, dividing the nearby mountain forest into two pieces.

The red tiger glanced back at the white horse that was in hot pursuit, snorted angrily, and jumped towards the other side of the mountain stream with a fierce force on all four legs.

This red tiger was born with a different species, its body is both large and strong, and this leap is like soaring through the clouds, looking at the distance of ten zhang from the stand, it can leap over.

"Where are the evil animals!"

The spitting white horse sneered, and two black gases erupted from his nostrils, flying towards the red tiger in mid-air like a spirit, only to catch up with it in the blink of an eye, and then twist it fiercely on the huge red body.

The red tiger immediately let out a miserable wail, drenched in blood, convulsed and fell from the air, and smashed into the mountain stream with a bang, splashing a large splash.

When the mandrill on the back of the white horse saw this, it seemed to be very happy, and let out a very piercing and sharp laugh, and one of its feet jumped up and down on the horse's back, dancing with its hands.

The white horse took a deep breath, recalled the two black gases that were wrapped around the tiger like a rope, and spoke again: "It was it that occupied this mountain forest before, and it always made trouble for you, forcing you to move out of the mountain, but was caught by Xiao Xuanqi, the owner of the White Horse Village of Laoshizi, as a watchdog?"

Hearing this, the mandrill nodded and shook his head, stretched out a finger towards the red tiger lying in the cold and biting stream and pretending to be dead, shook it in front of the white horse's eyes, and stretched out four fingers again to gesticulate.

The white horse's face was slightly solemn: "You mean that in addition to him, there are four heads?"

This time, Mandrill nodded affirmatively.

"Is there anyone above the realm of inspiration, who can speak like me? Let's take revenge and revenge, but don't accidentally give away your life. ”

The mandrill gently patted the white horse's neck and pointed the four fingers representing the other four red tigers to the south.

The white horse looked at the mandrill's fingers, roughly understood its meaning, and said with a sigh of relief: "It's not here, then it's easy to do, Ma Ye must have made this ......mouth for you today."

As he spoke, the red tiger, who had no restraints, suddenly turned over and got up, and without hesitation, fled to the other side of the mountain stream again, trampling on the stream with a rattling sound and splashing water.

However, neither the white horse nor the mandrill were in the mood to deal with him at the moment.

They all stared wide-eyed, staring at the southern sky, where the mandrill was pointing.

By the light of the moon, they saw a man, a man riding a donkey.

Anyone who sees a donkey carrying a man flying in the sky will be as shocked as a white horse and a mandrill.

The donkey is not big, but the whole body is blue, it is not ordinary at first glance, there is a white jade wine pot hanging under the donkey's neck, the shape of the wine pot is simple, the whole body is fluorescent, just like the moonlight tonight is as bright and clear.

In contrast, the donkey rider is even more impressive, it is a middle-aged scribe, the appearance is elegant and still has a bit of the handsomeness of youth, wide robe and wide sleeves, flying in the wind, straight like a fairy man, making people forget to see the vulgar.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged scribe sat sideways on the donkey's back, and looked this way, obviously far away, but this soft sound sounded in the ears of the white horse and the mandrill.

"Chasing the tiger across the stream, it's really good Yaxing. ”

After saying this, the little blue donkey had already carried the middle-aged scribe and flew to the front of the white horse.

The middle-aged scribe looked the white horse up and down, and said the third sentence: "You horse is also domineering, since you are already an inspiration demon, you naturally know the difficulty of cultivation." The red tiger is also a rare alien species, the number is very small, a few years ago I came to this mountain, I saw its mother killed in battle, the four brothers of the same mother were captured to pull the cart, now it is lonely, why bother it??"

Hearing this, Bai Ma put away the shocked look on his face, and grinned: "If the little demon guessed correctly, you are the great grandmaster of the Divine Power Realm?

The middle-aged scribe was stunned for a moment, ignoring the white horse's squeeze and temptation, but pointed to his nose and asked, "You don't know me?"

Hakuba shook his head rightly.

"Who is like a Su immortal, riding a green donkey in the clouds!"

The middle-aged scribe shook his head very dissatisfied, "Haven't you heard this poem? This poem "Song of Su Xianren" has only been written for one hundred and eighty years, and it has been rumored for a while, shouldn't it be obliterated so quickly?"

Bai Ma suddenly remembered what the female swordsman named Yu Yingmei had said to the second master, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "Huxian Su Mansheng?"

The middle-aged scribe stroked his palm and smiled: "The little pony still has some knowledge!

"The reputation of the Su Immortals is really like thunder, although the little demon has no knowledge, he has heard it for a long time. It's just that if the Su Immortals don't have anything else, the little demon will retire first."

Su Mansheng nodded with satisfaction, but shook his head again: "Among the monsters I've seen, there are really not many people who can talk like you, but you really can't go." ”

The white horse's face suddenly collapsed: "You have this donkey to travel, although you are not as tall and mighty as me, but you don't have to change your mount in a hurry?"

As soon as it finished speaking, it saw the little blue donkey and said angrily: "How dare you, a demon horse who cultivates the outer path of evil demons, compare with me?"

Bai Ma sneered and mocked without showing weakness: "Fart! You are just in the realm of inspiration, you can fly by relying on the magic power of Su Xianren, everyone is a mount, don't talk about the eldest brother, what is bullish?"

Su Mansheng put away his smile and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you actually refined a dragon vein earth qi?"

Bai Ma knew that the scene of his previous black qi had already fallen in Su Mansheng's eyes, and he didn't bother to hide his quibbles, so he nodded very simply: "You want?"

Su Mansheng smiled dumbly, shook his head and said: "What kind of character am I, how can I covet your little demon's things, but do you know that this dragon vein and earth qi are very important, and you will not only be robbed by others, this thing is domineering, but it will also erode your body, and this life is hopeless." ”

He said as if he remembered something, "Unless you can get that man's exercises...... Hey, it's been two hundred years since people were gone, although a few days ago I saw that the northern formation was broken and scattered, and it seemed that there was a backhand, but this inheritance that hurt the heavens and harmed others and oneself had already fallen apart back then, and now even if you are lucky enough to get a broken chapter and indiscriminate cultivation, it will definitely have endless troubles. ”

Su Mansheng's eyes stared at the white horse, and his words seemed to mean something.

The white horse looked ignorant and ignorant from beginning to end.

"Even if you don't look at your own virtue, even a wild horse dares to steal a fetish?"

The little blue donkey said with disdain.

Speaking of which, it is still necessary to grab things, the white horse is not the master who is willing to suffer, and he does not dare to provoke Su Mansheng until the last moment, but he is unceremonious to this blue little donkey: "It is said that the dragon meat in the sky and the donkey meat on the ground, tsk, your donkey meat that flies to the sky must taste good." ”

It slowly retreated as it spoke, the mandrill on its back stiffened after Su Mansheng appeared, and it only knew that it had firmly grasped its mane, and there was no longer any arrogance.

Su Mansheng waved the sleeves of his robe, and the mandrill was immediately carried up by a fresh wind, screaming in fear, and flew far away to the depths of the mountains and forests in the north.

"Stubborn and cruel, unbearable to build, let's do it for ourselves in the future!"

He looked down at the white horse that had withdrawn a foot away and was about to turn around and run away the next moment, and said with a smile: "The little demon is cunning! Speaking of dragon meat, if you are successful in cultivation, he may not be able to become a dragon one day, and your meat is dragon meat." It's just that if you insist on going your own way and hurt the foundation of your cultivation, the meat won't taste good. ”

"Well, if you are sent to meet someone, it depends on your own creation!"

He reached out and took off the wine jug hanging from the donkey's neck, unscrewed the lid of the jug, aimed the mouth of the black hole at the white horse, and shouted, "Close!"

(Thank you ~ Toad Thin ~, ~ Turbid Gentleman ~ two Taoist friends for the reward, as for ~ two on the way to the third ~ Taoist friend of the urging ticket, yesterday went out to socialize and drank heavy, and now it is still a little drowsy, it is really unblessed, and you are too proud of me, I code word speed is very crippled, and I can't code so much at all.) ）

(There was a bug in the previous chapter, which has been modified.) ）