Chen Xiaomo opened his eyes and found that he was on the bed in a house, with a bowl of herbs with a strong taste next to him, which seemed to be for him to drink, he was feeling very uncomfortable now, it seemed that his physical physique could not keep up with the power of his soul, and the range of his divine consciousness was actually a few miles away. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Is that a dream? Chen Xiaomo didn't dare to be sure, his fingers suddenly touched a soft creature, furry and very comfortable, it turned out to be a blue-eyed tiger, the blue-eyed tiger had been scanning the surroundings with his divine sense, when Chen Xiaomo's fingers touched his fur, he opened his turquoise pupils, and he found that Chen Xiaomo had changed, his temperament had changed, and he had become very sharp, like a sword that had just been unsheathed.

Could it be that he has a swordsmanship that has reached the state of Dacheng or Dacheng, how can he be in a coma, I have never heard of anyone who is in a coma and can make his swordsmanship Dacheng.

Chen Xiaomo didn't have time to care what state the blue pupil Canghu was, but the most important thing now was to break through, otherwise the soul power beyond his physique would make his eyebrows ach faintly, and he was so excited, he felt full of energy.

The door was opened, Chen Xiaomo raised his ruddy face and took a look, it was a young man who came in, it was Ye Qingyi, Chen Xiaomo then showed a gentle smile and lowered his head to wipe off the residual eye feces from the corners of his eyes, he hadn't washed his face yet......

"Brother Fairy, you're awake"

Ye Qingyi still didn't know Chen Xiaomo's name, he forgot to ask, and Chen Xiaomo also forgot to say. Chen Xiaomo did not gain nothing from eliminating demons this time, deepened his experience in fighting and building a foundation, and also gained five hundred merits.

"Don't call me Brother Fairy, just call me Xiao Mo"

Brother Xiao Mo, be good, Chen Xiaomo seems to have turned into a strange Shu Li teasing a child at the moment.

Touching his head for a while, pinching his face for a while, as an innocent person, Ye Qingyi didn't stop Chen Xiaomo, he just felt that this fairy brother was too approachable!

Chen Xiaomo came to the water tank and washed his face, Chen Xiaomo was about to leave, he knew that if he still took it here, the enthusiasm and gratitude of the villagers would not be able to stand it.

Ye Qingyi held the corner of Chen Xiaomo's clothes, with an innocent face, he wanted to go with Chen Xiaomo, because he longed for power, because Chen Xiaomo could not always protect them. What should they do in the face of danger when they have no strength?

Chen Xiaomo understood, he liked Ye Qingyi a lot. also understands his intentions, but he is not qualified to accept apprentices, in fact, Ye Qingyi is only a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, what if he encounters any danger with him.

Ye Qingyi's mother, although she was reluctant to let Ye Qingyi and Chen Xiaomo go, but this is following the immortals, what a great blessing.

Chen Xiaomo remembered his sect's mission, anyway, he was going to Fengze Villa, take him there, I remember that Fengze Villa seems to be a gathering place for martial artists, but he can let him go.

With such thoughts, Ye Qingyi followed Chen Xiaomo and left.

Ye Qingyi sat on the blue pupil tiger, and Chen Xiaomo walked on foot, this was because he wanted to improve his physique.

Chen Xiaomo saw a stream in the tree, and there were strange fish in the stream that Chen Xiaomo had seen.

Chen Xiaomo stood on the tree, looking at the not wide stream in front of the tree, there were fallen leaves on the stream, and there were also some broken branches. The ancients looked at the fallen leaves because they thought it was a boat, and they knew it was a boat when they saw the wood floating.

In fact, a small boat is not as difficult to build as Chen Xiaomo imagined, a tree is enough. In the mountains and forests, there are many stout trees, and a section of the trunk can be changed to make a canoe......

Chen Xiaomo thought of this not because he wanted to be lazy, but because he felt that standing on the canoe, the sword in his hand in white clothes (Chen Xiaomo had many white clothes in his storage bag) emitted a cold cold light, and he looked at the white-clothed Shengxue from a distance.

Thinking about it, Chen Xiaomo's saliva almost fell, Ye Qingyi was very excited to help Chen Xiaomo make a canoe,

The canoe was quickly ready, Chen Xiaomo pretended to stand on the canoe very much, letting the stream flow, there was a wind blowing, and the white clothes danced with the wind, so that Ye Qingyi, who was flying on the blue pupil tiger, was so worshipful, from then on, Chen Xiaomo's first brain-dead fan appeared.

The canoe followed the stream to an eerie-looking place, beside which was a belt of thorns of rust color, with thorns as thick as a tank and thorns as hard as the tip of a knife, intertwined and intimidating, like a terrifying forest, almost blocking everything.

Ye Qingyi was a little scared, and grabbed the fur of the blue-eyed tiger tightly, I don't know why, the blue-eyed tiger was always unhappy with Chen Xiaomo, but he was very close to Ye Qingyi, which made Chen Xiaomo a little surprised. But now was not the time to think about it, for he felt a few restless fish stirring in the stream.

And in some of the thorny crevices near the shore, there were some creatures that were not very large, but gave people a sense of danger, and those blood-colored eyes, like demons, stared at every creature that passed by the stream.

The blue-eyed tiger was angry, and the ants dared to be presumptuous, with a low roar, the thorn forest suddenly became quiet, and the coercion of the Jindan period was not comfortable.

A one-meter-long huge strange fish jumped out of the water and pounced on Chen Xiaomo, the sword in Chen Xiaomo's hand moved with the wind, where the sword light flashed, the strange fish split into two halves in mid-air and fell into the stream, and the other strange fish pounced on the corpse of the strange fish, and ate it clean in less than a minute, leaving only the water surface dyed red. Chen Xiaomo's evil taste came, and the palm thunder was a shot at the strange fish close to the canoe, and the flying sword also harvested life from time to time.

Out of the thorn belt, Chen Xiaomo also flew to the shore, and he could not eat for a short time. Ye Qingyi couldn't stand it.

When the night came, Ye Qingyi ate the energy-rich demon beast meat, and his originally delicate but slightly pale and obviously stunted face became ruddy. Ye Qingyi smiled heartlessly, the two of them and a tiger were laughing in the firelight, because the coercion of the blue-eyed tiger had been emanating, and no demon beast dared to approach without measures.

Chen Xiaomo's figure disappeared again, and only fighting was the best way to break through.

Ye Qingyi looked at the blue-eyed tiger, he felt that this tiger was very good, and he was not afraid to see him for the first time, it still transformed into a human form and took him to wander in the forest, all kinds of making Ye Qingyi happy, like a benevolent elder.

In the dark, all kinds of ferocious nocturnal birds were hunting, Chen Xiaomo turned around to avoid the awl-like beak pecked, his divine sense penetrated the surroundings, and a palm thunder struck the bird.

The few birds that attacked Chen Xiaomo in front of them, after being baptized by Chen Xiaomo's palm thunder, shook their heads, became slow, and they couldn't distinguish the direction of the random flight. But now this one, probably not as good as the previous ones, after being hit by the palm of the thunder, it swayed up and down the ground, and then fell down violently, and finally flapped its wings and stopped falling, but it hit a high arched section of thorns and thorns surrounded by the "arch bridge".

Then he was greeted by Chen Xiaomo with a flying sword, and he couldn't die anymore.

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Actually, I wonder if I can build a readership for this book?

I'm rubbing, just now a reader told me that this chapter is only a few hundred words. I was confused, it turned out that he didn't save it after just popping it out, so I came to make up for it again. I'm sorry for the book friends who just read the book......