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Han Zixi sat on the splint of the downwind sail, there was a shelf in front of him, and there was a leg on the shelf, which was the leg of the fire devouring beast, and the other parts were placed in the storage bracelet by Han Zixie.

Han Zixie raised his two fingers, and a flame blew out of his mouth, the color of the flame was red, exuding high temperature, controlled by Han Zixie, roasting the beast's legs.

The flame blown out by Han Zixi is the Red Fire Refining Technique that can only be practiced at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and Han Zixie is practicing the Red Fire Refining Technique while roasting the beast's legs, which is very pleasant.

The Fire Eater Beast originally lived by eating fire, but he never thought that he would be roasted by fire one day, and there is nothing more sadddy in the world than this!

Han Zixie came to the top of the young man's house that he had brought out half a month ago, and his consciousness swept away, and he was relieved to find that the young man and his wife were still there, but the young man's father was gone.

He sighed, put away the sails, and went to the young man's house.

The young man was chopping wood, and when he noticed it, he raised his head and saw Han Zixi walking strolling.

"Immortal, immortal, it turns out that you are... Bah, bah, you see what I said, the immortals have great powers, and they will definitely save the day!" The young man was very excited when he saw Han Zixie, and he was about to kneel down when he walked by, but he was stopped by Han Zixie.

"Uncle, he..." Although Han Zixie probably guessed the result, he still wanted to confirm it.

"Well, he and I were knocked unconscious, and when I woke up, it was the next day, and my father was gone. The young man sighed with a wail.

Han Zixie talked to the young man and left, he didn't stay, he sat on the sail, his mood was a little low, the old man was gone, it means that he was captured by the young man in black, he had to rush back quickly to help, otherwise more innocent people would be mishap.

It didn't take long for Han Zixi to come to the outside of Ling'en City, put away his sails, and walked into Ling'en City quickly.

About an hour later, a white light flew out directly from Ling'en City, and inside the white light was a sail, and Han Zixi stood on the splint with an anxious face.

When he returned, he went straight to the attic where they lived, but there was no one there, and then he went to inquire and found out that they had come yesterday, and after last night's deliberations, they had gone to the Flooded Swamp early this morning.

He also learned that in the half month that he had been missing, Feng Qianmu not only had to investigate the orc, but also spent time trying to find himself, which moved Han Zixi and apologized at the same time.

Moreover, Lingyin Village also dispatched many people to look for herself, and hearing these almost moved Han Zixi to tears, so she wanted to rush to the flooded swamp as quickly as possible to do her part for everyone.

The Manshui Swamp is in the east of Lingyin Village, about a thousand miles away from Lingyin Village, and is shrouded in fog all year round, which is not suitable for human habitation, and there are still a large number of fierce beasts in it.

The Manshui Marsh used to be a lake called Manshui Lake, and legend has it that Manshui Lake had an underground river that could lead to the sea, but later, for unknown reasons, the lake gradually dried up, thus forming a swamp.

Although the fog was very large, it still couldn't stop the light of the spell inside coming out, and a woman's voice was faintly heard.

"You and other demons have done a lot of evil, and I will do the right thing for heaven today. "It was a beautiful woman with red hair who stood above the water, and pointed to the surface of the water with her skillful hand.

The surface of the water rolled, and countless aquatic plants grew wildly from the water, and then intertwined and intertwined, forming a grass rope, heading straight for the bearded eyebrow youth opposite her.

The young man's eyes shrank, his hands were spread, and he flew back, but as soon as he stepped back, he heard a small noise behind him, and there were also aquatic plants growing on the water behind him, cutting off his retreat.

The bearded young man's expression was a little gloomy, an iron arrow grew out of his hand, he grabbed it, and kept resisting the water weeds, when he couldn't resist, he chose to throw the arrow in his hand, and then burst out with bursts of dazzling light.

The red-haired woman's name is Ximen Dongyurou, and she is the immortal mentor of the Yichou Four Elephant Immortal Class, and she was sent by Xianyin to lead the members of the Yichou Four Elephant Immortal Class to Lingyin Village to support.

The strength is so strong, among the female monks of Xianyin Village, the strength ranks in the top ten, and she cultivates the way of vitality, and is known as the female cultivator who is most likely to become a hermit monk within a hundred years.

In the swamp, there was another place, overgrown with weeds, and among the grass there was a little girl, with purple pupils and a little nervous face, walking cautiously.

She was one of the members of Ximen Dongyurou's Four Elephant Immortal Class, and it was also the first time she went out of the village on a mission, and when they entered the flooded swamp, they were attacked by the enemy, and they were all scattered in the swamp.

She picked up the grass, and when she just walked out, the fog in front of her was thicker, as if it was gathering, and suddenly her little face turned white, and she turned and ran.

Because after the fog gathered, they turned into two men in black, and when they saw the little girl running away, the two laughed and chased after them, but they followed the little girl in an instant.

Then the two men in black slapped the little girl in the air, and the two palm prints flew out, and they were approaching in an instant, and they were about to hit the little girl.

The little girl turned around suddenly, and with a move of her little hand, there was a twist in front of her, and a purple wave of qi condensed, allowing her to fight against the flying palm prints.

Yes!

The little girl couldn't resist at all, like a mantis arm as a car, her petite body was directly beaten to the grass two feet away, blood flowed out of her small mouth, and tears rolled in her eyes.

"Brother Zixie..."The little girl whispered, looking at the two men in black who were coming, and there was despair in her purple pupils.

"Is there no one in this Immortal Hidden Village? ”

"Looking at her eyes, it should be the head of the four great families of Xianyin Village, a member of the Northern Underworld family. ”

"Hmph, it doesn't matter if he is from a family or not, when he comes to our swamp, there is only one way to die, hahaha!"

The two men in black laughed as they talked, and came to the little girl, and the two of them put their left hand on their right hand, and a mist formed in their palms, and then turned into a fog snake and bit at the little girl.

"Brother Zixie—" The little girl closed her eyes in despair, and a figure that seemed tall to her appeared in her mind.

Just as the fog snake was about to bite the little girl, a voice suddenly appeared: "Red Fire Refining Technique." ”

A red flame rushed down into the sky, directly touching the fog snake, and the fog snake was scattered by the flames with a crackling crackle, all the way to the two black-clothed people.

When the two men in black saw it, their faces changed suddenly, and they hurriedly retreated, turning into mist in two screams, and fled without looking back.

When the little girl heard this voice, her little delicate body was shocked: "Am I dead? ”

"Sister Zijue, are you okay? Why are you alone? What about the others?"

The little girl suddenly took her little hand away, her little eyes wide open, staring at the boy in front of her who was bending over and asking her questions, and then rubbed her own eyes again.

"Brother Zixie? The little girl was surprised and delighted, and the tears in her eyes could no longer be stopped, and turned into tears.

She got up and threw herself on Han Zixie, crying loudly.

"Woo, that's great, I thought I'd never see you again. ”

"It's... I..." Han Zixie was really caught off guard, a fragrance soaked into the tip of his nose, and his waist was tightly hugged by a pair of small hands.

"Sister Zijue, don't cry yet, you tell me what's going on, okay?" Han Zixi gently patted the little girl's shoulder and said softly.

"Ahh Uh..."The little girl suddenly broke away from Han Zixie's embrace, her little face instantly turned crimson, and she began to speak hesitantly.

"That, I didn't mean to hug my brother just now, I am..."The little girl Beiming Zijue turned her body away, unconsciously fiddled with her two index fingers, and whispered.

"Hmm, what's wrong with you?" Han Zixie felt that the girl was a little strange, every time he saw Beiming Zijue, she was like this.

In the mist, a boat with a width of five feet and two feet was moving cautiously, because the road in the swamp was not easy to walk, unless it was to the realm of monks, and it would be difficult to walk an inch on foot.

"Brother Zixie, you are so powerful, you actually have such a flying treasure alone. Beiming Zijue's little face was flushed, and the big purple eyes that looked at Han Zixie were full of worship.

"Hahaha! Really? I think so too. Han Zixie stood at the bow of the boat and said with a smile.

Han Zixie learned from the Northern Darkness Zijue that Feng Qianmu had fallen into the enemy's trap when they entered the Manshui Swamp, and everyone was separated.

Not only did he listen to what Beiming Zijue said, but he also discovered that the fog here seemed to be controlled by someone, and someone was manipulating the fog here.

While controlling the sail to move forward, he spread out his divine sense, carefully observing the surrounding environment all the time, and he found that the scope of his divine consciousness was not wide, only about a hundred zhang in radius.

Not far in front of Han Zixie, there were people fighting the Fa, and there were five people besieging a teenager and a young girl, this young man was thin, dignified, and had many moles on his face.

The girl is wearing a blue gauze dress, very beautiful, both of them have Xiangyun bronze belt, the two of them face the siege of five people in black, it is very difficult, especially the seven-foot man at the head, holding a big stick, so that the two of them face a crisis.

"Xiaowei, run. The young man held an iron rod in his hand, and his body jumped up, and the iron rod stirred the mist, turning into an afterimage and falling towards the five people with a stick.

The moment the iron rod hit the ground, within five feet of the ground, it exploded in a fan-shape, and the mist rolled upside down, causing the five black-clothed men to retreat.

The girl glanced at the boy, gritted her silver teeth, turned and fled, running into the mist.

"Grandma, today I, Zhang Bochong, will have a good fight with you scum. When the boy saw the girl fleeing, he had no worries, and he held an iron rod and shouted heroically.

Zhang Bochong had just finished speaking, and he heard footsteps behind him, and it was the girl he called Xiaowei who came back with a panicked face.

"Why are you back?" Zhang Bo glared at him, and the heroism just now suddenly disappeared.

"There's someone over there who is driving the Flying Treasure here!" the girl had despair on her face and even fear in her heart.

When Zhang Bochong heard this, his heart sank.