"Fortunately, those people have been dealt with by the big brother, otherwise they will definitely be hunted down endlessly by the "Soul Killing Hall"

Mo Lan said and looked at the green rattan that could not see clearly in front of him, hanging from the sky, a little distracted, not knowing what to think.

"Didn't you say one thousand-year-old?

"Killed by the "Soul Killing Hall". ”

"Alas~"

Wang Yizhi looked up to the sky and sighed, withdrew his spiritual power, and lay helplessly on the roof, letting the soft rattan slide from his feet to his whole body, and said: "I'm sleepy"

I really fell asleep.

"Quack~"

The little white bird divine consciousness sea called to no avail, so he had to be embarrassed to the side and a little at a loss, and he didn't know what he had done wrong, and Mo Lan said: "The young man is seriously injured, and he has been dying because of his face, let him rest and rest, you are frightened all the way, go to the wooden house to rest and adjust a little, as long as one day, after arriving at my little brother's territory, you will be safe and sound." ”

"Thank you, Bird"

As he spoke, Mo Lan took out a delicate colorful blanket that exuded a faint and strange aura from the ring, carefully placed it around Wang Yizhi, and looked at the unruly sky between Wang Yizhi's eyebrows under the brim of his hat, he was slightly stunned, and then smiled softly.

The little white bird's slumpy expression took in all the things in front of him, shaking his head and sighing: "Alas, since ancient times, heroes and beauties, I don't know if my little brother has a chance"

Along the way, the little white bird was extremely focused, not daring to be the slightest sloppiness, others did not know, but it clearly understood that something terrible would happen if it was not careful.

The green rattan in front of them is unknown, that is, the yellow flower that has become the beast owner is unknown, only know that its existence has been the existence of the beast owners of the past generations since ancient times, the reason why the little white bird was discovered, it was completely an accident by mistake, and it happened before the yellow flower became the beast owner, the little white bird also took the yellow flower a few times, and then swore under the death of the beast owner Huang Huaer, this life will never bring people to this place.

"It should be almost there"

Muttering so quietly, the little white bird began to move his body slightly, trying not to affect the sleeping two people inside and outside the wooden house under him.

"Click~"

As the little white bird loosened and pulled on the bones and joints around his body, the cabin also jolted up and down.

"When you're tired, take a break"

After Wang Yizhi finished speaking, he didn't wait for the little white bird to react, turned over, and continued to sleep.

"Do I have a place to stay?"

The little white bird muttered in a low voice, and when he saw Wang Yizhi turn over and fall asleep again, he pouted his lips very boringly, looking at the number of thin vines tied to his thighs, the little white bird's eyes rolled for a long time, and finally sighed, and said in his heart: "When you get to the city, you have to rely on him to cover, and now it doesn't seem appropriate to pit him." ”

"Hey, hey, hey, up, up"

Hearing the thunder in front of him, the little white bird was a little excited, and a little disappointed: "It's only seven or eight hundred years, it's really boring."

"Plague chicken, what are you doing, this is thunder?"

"It seems to be"

Mo Lan, who had just woken up from the cabin, was sleepy-eyed, she was not only hunted down today, but was hunted all the way to this point, there was a safe place at the moment, and she thought that Wang Yizhi and the little white bird had no possibility of persecuting her, otherwise there was no need to save her, so she slept very steadily, and at this moment she noticed the change, and her vigilant consciousness reacted faster than her body, and she sensed the problem almost immediately. She has often heard this thunder since she was a child, and she has felt it more than once at close range, and she has an indescribable familiarity with it.

"Put away the cabin, stay away from me"

The little white bird's originally somewhat disdainful expression became serious as the thunder outside continued to worsen, and he hurriedly explained to Wang Yizhi to prevent them from being affected, but he was more afraid of being dragged down by the two of them.

"Let go~"

Wang Yizhi took Mo Lan's boneless and smooth little hand, without distractions, and jumped towards the kilometer-high small stone mountain dozens of meters below with a slightly solemn expression.

Wang Yizhi turned his head to look at the green vine passage behind him, but he could only see the abnormal changes in the world under the pressure of thousands of dark clouds, and exclaimed in his heart: "Why is it gone?"

Mo Lan also glanced at it, the light in her eyes flashed, and the corners of her eyes narrowed slightly, obviously smiling.

"Laughing at what?"

"Big brother, don't you feel like it's a different space?"

Seeing Wang Yiyi's puzzled expression, Mo Lan was also puzzled, and muttered in a low voice: "Isn't it a different space that is one and the same?

Wang Yizhi smiled at Mo Lan, a pair of half-squinted deep eyes were particularly expressive, and Mo Lan was in a trance for a while.

"Little White Bird, what are you doing?

Wang Yizhi reprimanded.

"I'm also worthy, I'm doing evil, it's too terrifying, I hope for the sake of my face as a "dove of fate", my subordinates will be merciful."

The little white bird's voice was full of frustration and helplessness.

"Boom~"

"Click~"

Thousands of miles of dark clouds came from the boundless sky in all directions, and as the thunder became more and more intense, the lightning in the clouds rolled endlessly, like a thunder dragon turned into thunder, churning and playing in the clouds, roaring again and again.

Under the numb gaze of Wang Yizhi and Mo Lan's scalps, from the deepest part of the dark clouds in the sky, a purple thunderbolt was drawn out in a pitch-black dark cloud, which converged and then split in the air in the process of sliding, and then merged and split again, until a huge thunder net flashed with purple thunder light, rushing towards the small white dotted little white bird that was trembling in the center of the dark clouds in the sky.

"Don't~"

Wang Yizhi looked at the purple thunder net that was still gathering in the sky, although he was shocked and frightened in his heart, but when he thought of the little white bird who needed to rely on his petite and weak body to bear all the damage, he wanted to go over to help it share the part, and these purple thunder nets were extremely terrifying and terrifying in terms of breath and array power, but Wang Yizhi's dantian was turning rapidly in mid-air at the moment, and the small grinding disc that quickly sprayed the spiritual energy drizzle towards the dantian gave him a feeling that he didn't need to be afraid, this feeling was like telling Wang Yizhi, you go boldly, I will help you carry all the dangers, very down-to-earth。

"Alas, big brother, don't go, the bird master is suffering from the thunder tribulation, and if you rush to help, it will only make the power of the thunder tribulation more terrifying"

Mo Lan grabbed Wang Yizhi's big hand and held it firmly in his arms, like a pair of brothers and sisters who were about to separate.

"Ya, head, what I said, right ~ forehead"

The body of the little white bird suspended in mid-air was tightly wrapped by the thunder net, and the snow-white shiny body around your feathers crackled and exploded in the lightning strike, and began to emit light cyan smoke, and the whole bird's body became charred black in just a moment, and the mouth was still swallowing smoke outward when speaking, and the body trembled uncontrollably, and the sentence was said intermittently several times, and the appearance was very funny.

After three purple thunder nets, the dark clouds in the sky became faint, but the sound of thunder became more and more intense, and the roar did not stop, until the dark clouds in the entire sky disappeared, and it was from the top of the little white bird's head that a white thunderbolt that flashed white and pierced, shaped like a sword blade, looked up at the sky below, and the black carbon briquettes with fierce eyes split vertically.

Although the little white bird under the sword blade showed a fierce light, but the heart was quite hairy, this "heart thunder" it was also the first time to see, but I knew how to deal with it, but I didn't know if I could do it, this power was too terrifying, people just saw it from a distance and thought it was cold, and the limbs were weak, not to mention the little white bird under the sword blade, the little white bird complained angrily in his heart: "Stinky boy, it's all your fault, this seven or eight hundred years of poisonous oath, it's really terrifying~"

"Is this a "thunder penalty of oath"?"

Wang Yizhi looked at the scene, very similar to what he learned from Jade Jian, and the appearance of those last "conscience thunders" who broke their oaths and set up thunder punishments is very similar.

"It should be"

Mo Lan was a little embarrassed, she didn't know what kind of strange spirit beast the bird master in the sky in front of her was, but she could let the "Oath Thunder Punishment" go to the last step, and the "Conscience Thunder", those who could do this step were all famous people in the Wangu Continent.

I saw the bald black wings of the little white bird pointing to the sky, glanced at Wang Yizhi, raised his head and shouted: "My heart, I am worthy of asking, for brothers, how to be ashamed."

Falling from the sky, the white thunder blade that emitted a dazzling white light was about to touch the center of the little white bird's eyebrows, and when Wang Yizhi and Mo Lan covered their backs, they suddenly began to disintegrate inch by inch, turning into a little starlight, which gradually dissipated in the wind.

"Good job, good bird~"

Seeing the little white bird shaking his head and sighing in the air unharmed, shaking his bald black wings with disdain, Wang Yizhi's eyes couldn't help but fall two lines of clear tears, deeply moved, and his shoulders were quite ostentatious to Mo Lan on the side, and his expression was full of words without words, just when Wang Yizhi and Mo Lan thought that everything was over.

"Bang~"

An astonishing crack occurred on the ground, but in an instant, bursts of hot smoke emerged from the crimson magma in the cracks in the ground, Wang Yizhi and Mo Lan, who were standing on the thousand-meter hillside, were stunned, Wang Yizhi secretly swallowed the saliva that had nowhere to go in his mouth, and his expression was a little sluggish.

"The Bird is coming"

It is obvious that the little white bird did not really take the initiative to jump into the ground crack magma, as if there was a force forcing it to fall towards the magma below, and the little white bird's performance was also a little impatient, Mo Lan looked at it for a while, only Wang Yizhi suddenly realized that he was resentful in his heart: "Bastard, be a fool of Lao Tzu? and lie to my tears, the oath made has no effect on it at all, wait for Lao Tzu, the dead plague chicken, it is really not a good bird"

Mo Lan had never seen the little white bird's mouth spitting out a cold face, Wang Yizhi was fortunate to see it, and tried it with his ass, it was not something that the underground magma in front of him could compete with.

"Why is it so calm, it's magma in the center of the earth, even if the strongest person can't resist it with spiritual power, it's difficult to resist it for a moment."

The little white bird has no spiritual power around it, although Mo Lan doesn't know why, she understands it very well.

"You are a late-stage monk of Linghu, how can you see through its plague chicken?"

Wang Yizhi bit the word "plague chicken" very hard, as if squeezed out of his teeth, which was particularly infiltrating.

Mo Lan's small hand clenched the vermilion mouth under the veil, looking at the change in Wang Yizhi's uncertain eyes on the side, he didn't dare to speak, looking at the ground that had recovered as before and was intact at the moment, beautiful and slightly wrinkled, and he was very worried about the safety of the bird master.