On the branches, there is a red-feathered falcon.

Among the grass and trees, there is a gun and a green coat.

Then he saw the falcon turn its head sideways, looking at him with dark eyes, and its red beak opened slightly, and let out a hoarse and powerful low cry at him.

I saw Tsing Yi raise his eyebrows, look at it with clear pupils, step forward with his left foot slightly, and the red tassel ash gun in his hand has already quietly shown a lot of edge.

One person and one bird, one up and down, about seventeen steps apart.

They are all holding their breath and staring, not moving like a mountain.

They are all waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a gust of wind and grass.

So, there was a gust of wind and grass.

Suddenly a fresh breeze blew from the depths of the forest, and suddenly the red-beaked falcon suddenly stretched out its majestic wings, which were three feet long, and with a long roar, swept down from the branches, and a pair of sharp beaks pecked straight at Tsing Yi!

Suddenly, the wind in the forest was loud, the red and yellow green leaves were flying all over the sky, and the bright spots of light falling from the cracks in the branches were swaying non-stop, which actually made this mountain forest have a dazzling and confused magic in an instant.

But this magic doesn't seem to be of any use to the spear Tsing Yi.

I saw that his eyebrows were slightly sunken, his clear eyes did not leave the falcon at all, and there was no panic on his young and vigorous face.

Thinking about it, he has climbed Ninglin Mountain, and he has also been to Zhenhuang City, he has seen thousands of rain needles on Ninglin Mountain, and he has also seen a white light in Zhenhuang City entering the heavens...... I've seen so many winds and waves, and the fallen leaves are swirling and swaying, what can I do?

Tsing Yi exhaled slightly, as if he was exhaling a mouthful of disdain, and as if he was simply exhaling.

Then he saw that his feet had been slightly strained and his figure had been lowered, and then he had looked at the red-feathered falcon, which had swept five paces away, its beak wide open, and his eyes flickered with a strange light.

It is calm and relaxed, and silently recite a 'disease'.

It was a gust of wind that suddenly jumped from the palm of his hand.

I saw that the red tasseled ash spear was like an arrow off the string, facing the wind, and piercing straight to the center of the eagle's eyebrows with a hundred steps through the poplar.

The wings of the red feather eagle falcon are spread, covering the sky with three feet, if the sunset is overwhelming.

The ash spear is galloping, sharp, like a beam of sunset.

The morning sun breaks the sunset.

At the moment when the two touched, the falcon seemed to want to slam its head sideways to spread its wings and lean over, but it still had the strength to continue to dive down after dodging the stab of the ash gun;

Then I saw that between heaven and earth, there was a cluster of red feathers flying, fluttering and shaking.

Falcon Fall.

Tsing Yi tilted his head.

Turn around and grab its wings.

Throw your arms again to collect the spear.

Finally, the wind in the forest is quiet.

He breathed a sigh of relief, pestled the spear into the fallen leaves on the ground, and then lowered his eyes to the eagle falcon in his hand, which was no longer breathing, and squinted at its whole body, as well as the new knife cut on its neck.

The eagle falcon is red, but if you don't come up to see it, it's really divided

I don't know where the blood was dripping from it, and where it was just its original color. But fortunately, Tsing Yi's shot hit its vital point directly, and it was a shot to seal his throat, so that he didn't even have the strength to pounce twice - whether it was blood stains or knife edges, it was not too big.

Seeing this, Tsing Yi raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction, then took out the external breath, cleaned the wound for him a little, and then reached out and took out a thin rope from the clothes bag around his waist, and wanted to tie it to the belt around his waist.

Look at his skillful appearance...... It's not the first time I've done this.

It's no wonder, after all, since the day he, Wang Manxiu, and Lu Lingyue stepped into this corridor together, it has been about three weeks now. In the past three weeks, in this cloister, which is not inhabited, but it is indeed not even a decent village, the three of them have not been able to rely on the silver taels in their pockets for food, clothing, shelter and transportation, so they have to be as self-reliant as they are now—of course, they can also learn from the robbers they encountered when they first entered the cloister......

It's just that among the three people, no one can let go of this figure.

He blinked slightly, tied the falcon around its neck with a string, and tied it around his waist. He glanced sideways slightly, and accidentally saw the pale blue robe on his body—it was relatively clean, but it looked a little wrinkled because he had scrubbed it many times over the years.

He couldn't help but sigh.

If he was in Meng Yue in the past, as the son of the family, he had goodness by his side, so naturally he didn't need to go to Huan to wash the clothes himself, and how could he wear a piece of clothing on his body for two days in a row?

But looking back at what he saw in front of him, he had already fallen to the point where he not only had to wash his green clothes by hand, but sometimes even took care of Wang Manxiu's white robe - that Wang Manxiu had to practice with Lu Lingyue for three hours every night, and he had to hunt and forage in the forest with him during the day...... If he doesn't do it, no one will do it.

Tsing Yi closed his eyes again, sighed lightly, and shook his head.

Forget it, so much so. Compared with the first week, when he didn't know how to do housework at all, and could only imitate the good actions in his impression, he is now a lot more proficient in housework, although not perfect, but also handy......

...... But of course, the purpose of his coming to this corridor is not to sharpen the realm of housework.

Tsing Yi reopened his eyes, raised his hand sideways to hold the red tasseled ash gun, and let out a long breath.

In one breath, the aura is rich.

Born in Qimen, he has practiced Qimen exercises since he was a child, and he has been in contact with countless people in Qimen, and he can clearly feel that this corridor land may really be as stated in the "Chronicles of the Dynasty", which is the place where the spiritual veins of the earth converge.

Although heaven, earth, man and god all contain the strange breath of deed - but just as different people have the difference in the number of deed luck, there are also differences in the mountains and rivers in the world.

If you say, this person is very lucky, and three points are in the Western Regions.

Then, in this three-point deed in the Western Regions, two points are in the corridor.

...... That's probably what it feels like.

Tsing Yi raised his hand and lifted the spear, and with two commands, it flew around in the air and retracted it from his waist.

It's very chic.

When he was done, he turned around and looked up into the mountains and forests to the southwest.

He came to hunt with Wang Manxiu, and the two of them didn't walk too far, there should only be a distance of about a hundred steps, and Wang Manxiu was almost in that direction.

He looked at him, probably a little worried.

It's not that he's worried about what will happen to Bai Yi when he forages for food—even if he doesn't care now, he still has a twenty-man enemy realm, right?

He's not worried about that.

What he was worried about was that Bai Yi was still only in the realm of twenty enemies.

Tsing Yi frowned slightly.

They have three months.

And Wang Manxiu wants to learn all the seven styles [knocking on the king's court] in these three months, and he wants to re-ascend to the realm of a thousand enemies......

How easy is it to say?

What's more, now three weeks have passed, and it is the middle of October. But even though Bai Yi stayed up late every night to study hard, he forgot to sleep and eat to condense the deeds...... But no matter how hard Wang Manxiu tempered himself, he could no longer regain the realm of skill before that night.

The truth is actually not so difficult to guess - according to what the head of the family said, at this moment, Wang Manxiu has no three points of the essence of the Beginning Emperor in his body...... Without those three points of spirit, in the end, he is just a Qimen Xuanshi who has become a monk halfway, and it is not bad to be able to cultivate to the realm of twenty people.

But, he's going to kill Fuliu.

But I'm going to kill the first person in the world.

There are thousands of enemies, and if you don't [knock on the king's court], you can't kill them.

If there is a [Knocking on the King's Court], but without the realm of a thousand enemies, can you kill to death?

Tsing Yi sighed lightly and shook his head.

He probably understood the answer.

Knowing the answer, he turned around and wanted to hunt more game to go back, so that he could eat it for two or three days, so that Bai Yi could understand that he could practice with peace of mind.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to turn around, a long howl suddenly resounded throughout the mountain forest, and in an instant all the birds on the branches spread their wings and flew high, and all the cunning rabbits in the fallen leaves hid deep in their burrows.

Tsing Yi was suddenly stunned and hurriedly turned around.

He didn't recognize the long howl.

But he could tell where the howl was.

Isn't that the direction exactly ......

"Yin Shao - run !! quickly"

He heard a clear male voice he knew rushing into his ears.

Immediately afterwards, a white figure swept to his side from the mountains and forests in front of him, smiled at him with a slight embarrassment, and hurriedly said "Run!"

Yin Shao was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to open his mouth to ask him a few words, but suddenly heard a howl that was close at hand.

This time, he heard clearly.

Well...... I can't say the same either.

It was only because at the same time that he heard this howl, a wild boar with a brown and yellow body, bulging front shoulders, a large dark black mane on its back, and a pair of crescent fangs on its mouth had appeared ten feet away in front of him.

It's a little taller than him.

It was three times stronger than him.

It was on a rampage at him.

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