Chapter 9: Let Go of the Girl

Not long after the blood talisman merged into the Black Wind Eagle, the Black Wind Eagle's body suddenly trembled violently, letting out a terrible scream, and there was indescribable fear in his eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Its body scurried, like a headless fly crashing in the forest, screaming continuously, and a small amount of black gas was emitted from his body, because it was very fast, and it was black, so it was not easy for others to notice

"What, what's going on?" Han Zixi stared blankly at the Black Wind Eagle that looked like a frightened bird, and he couldn't understand why.

But what really made a few people's faces change greatly was that after a wail, this black wind eagle collapsed directly in their eyes, turning into a cloud of black smoke and dissipating between the mountains and forests.

Han Zixi laughed miserably, his eyes went dark, and he really fainted.

"This ......" The two girls seemed to be shocked by this scene, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

Mi Yanding was also shocked in his heart, and he didn't know what he was thinking when he looked at Han Zixie, who was in a coma.

Feng Qianmu's expression was solemn, his body shook, he came to Han Zixie, checked his eyes, and then left a sentence, hugged Han Zixie, flashed, and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

"Today's events must not be passed on!"

Leaving the three of them looking at each other, the two daughters were even more at a loss, and Xia Beina's pretty face still regretted the existence.

"Brother Mi Xuanding, what should we do now?" Yan Xitian's heart beat a little fast, especially the scene where the Black Wind Eagle screamed and her body collapsed, which made her body tremble.

"Since Master Feng said so, he naturally has his reasons, so let's assume that nothing has happened. Mi Qianding glanced at Feng Qianmu and disappeared in the direction, and after a little thought, he walked back.

On the Luling Mountain, in a secret room in the Lingxian Palace, Han Zixie was naked, lying on a jade bed engraved with runes, and there was a rune mark similar to gossip in the position of his heart.

"Is the seal loose?" Feng Qianmu looked at Han Zixi on the jade bed, and his voice was a little low.

The immortal yin beside Feng Qianmu nodded slightly, and then said, "Fortunately, it's just a trace, with my strength, I should be able to restore it." ”

"You go back first, I'll take care of it. ”

Hearing this, Feng Qianmu bowed to Xianyin, glanced at Han Zixi deeply, and turned around and left the secret room.

Xian Yin sighed secretly, flicked his big sleeves, pointed to his shoulder, and an unfathomable fluctuation spread to the secret room, and there were silver runes turning at his fingertips, and the silver light moved slightly, which was extraordinary.

He let out a low cry and pressed the silver rune to Han Zixie's chest, Han Zixie let out a muffled snort as if he was in pain, his face was painful, and then he returned to normal.

The whole process lasted for about an hour, and the old man Xianyin withdrew his hand, sweat on his forehead, and his breathing was much heavier.

The black gossip rune on Han Zixie's chest disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the end, no trace was visible, and the old man Xianyin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

Han Zixi was in a coma for three days and three nights, and was sent back to his small courtyard, and woke up with a blank face.

After he woke up, he went to ask Feng Qianmu, and Feng Qianmu told him that the black wind eagle happened to break through, but the breakthrough failed and exploded and died, which had nothing to do with him.

Moreover, Feng Qianmu's description was vivid and extremely realistic, which made Han Zixi stunned, and he couldn't find a reason to refute it for a while, so he had to give up.

Han Zixi was in the mountain forest behind Xianmen Square at the moment, sitting on the trunk of the tree where the sixth statue could be seen, looking at the statue and frowning.

On the other side of the woods, there were two teenagers of fifteen or sixteen years old, one tall and thin, the other short and stocky, and in front of them both there was a little girl with a medicine basket in her hand.

The little girl's short hair was shawl, she was wearing a light purple brocade robe, and her eyes were large, striking by her purple pupils, which not only did not have any disharmony, but gave people a sense of coquettishness.

"You, what are you going to do?" her cute little face flushed a little, and she looked nervously at the two in front of her.

"What are you doing?" the little fat man laughed, and the laughter was very high-pitched.

"Why are you so happy, laughing like a bad guy, like me?" the tall man slapped the little fat man on the head, and giggled sinisterly.

"You're laughing so obscenely..."The little fat man saw the tall man's hand raised, and immediately covered his mouth.

"Go, grab her medicine basket. The tall man said to the little fat man.

"You, don't come here. When the little girl saw the little fat man coming, she took two steps back.

"Let me go, you little monster. The little fat man viciously dragged the medicine basket back from the little girl's hand and pushed the little girl to the ground with one claw.

"I'm not, I'm not a monster, give me back my medicine basket. The little girl sat aggrievedly in her place, tears rolling in her big eyes.

"You're not a monster, who are! Your whole family is a monster, and you came out to collect medicine, and you're not afraid to scare people to death!" The tall man took the medicine basket in the little fat man's hand and maliciously slandered the little girl.

The tall man's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he slammed the medicine basket in his hand at the little girl, who quickly raised her hand to cover it and closed her eyes tightly.

But after a while, she found that she had not been hit by the medicine basket, and slowly moved her little hand away, and saw a short figure blocking in front of her.

"Why are you bullying people?" The medicine basket in the hand of the person who came was Han Zixie, who came to hear the sound.

Originally, Han Zixie couldn't detect it, but the little fat man's laughter was too loud, sharp and penetrating, very similar to the cry of the black wind eagle who exploded and died after signing a blood contract with Han Zixie, so when Han Zixie heard it, he immediately ran over, but he just happened to see the tall medicine basket smashing the little girl.

"Boy, if you want to save the ugly bear in front of me Gao Fei, you also have to pay a price. The tall man said sharply, and an aura close to that of a monk emanated from his body.

"Dare to play majestic in front of your Uncle Han, Uncle Han, I am the future immortal, I see that you two are impatient!" Han Zixi straightened his chest and said loudly.

"Poof~Hahaha!" The tall and thin boy and the little fat man couldn't help laughing when they heard it, and even had tears in their eyes.

"You, you, you... You two dare to laugh at me, see if I don't give you some color. Han Zixie pointed at the two, he was angry, he hated others the most for not being able to drive him.

"The Shadow Soaring Technique. Han Zixie was really angry, and his shot was his killer weapon.

The wind rose in the mountains and forests, and the little girl looked at Han Zixie's back and the posture of the seal, but she actually forgot her situation, and her little face turned even redder.

Han Zixie's figure overlapped, as if there was a phantom illusion, and when he was seen by the tall Gao Fei and the little fat man, he was taken aback and hurriedly retreated.

Merely... The flying shadow Manlin in Han Zixie's imagination did not appear, he tried again, and the same was true.

"The Shadow Soaring Technique. ”

Suffered, the consumption of sperm and blood in the first two days was too serious, but I didn't expect it to recover yet.

"Well, I'm not in the state today, but don't worry, I guarantee with the dignity of a man, and we'll have a duel in this place in three days. Don't be afraid, don't come!" Han Zixi coughed dryly, obviously without confidence in speaking.

"Grandma, you dare to tiger me, Xiaoliu, him. Gao Fei and the little fat man were furious, but both of them were senior friars, and they were almost frightened by Han Zixie, who had just come out, and they were immediately annoyed and angry.

Han Zixi couldn't use the technique, and he had no power to fight back in front of Gao Fei and Xiaoliu, and he beat Han Zixie until his nose was blue and his face was swollen before he stopped.

"Phew, both are monsters. The two teenagers were reconciled by Han Zixie, and they also lost interest, and then they stopped paying attention to Han Zixie and the little girl and left.

When he heard them say that he was a monster, a black glow flashed in Han Zixie's eyes, but it was only a flash, and even Han Zixie didn't notice it.

"That, are you okay!" The little girl took out a white handkerchief, and there was a word "Jue" tattooed on the handkerchief, and then handed it to Han Zixie, with distress in her immature voice.

"It's okay, why are you here alone? I remember that there are always people with you when you go out!" Han Zixie took the handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, wanting to return the handkerchief to the little girl, but found that it was not suitable, so he simply put it in the cloth pocket on his waist.

Seeing Han Zixie put his handkerchief in his pocket, the little girl lowered her head slightly, her little face was ruddy, and there was satisfaction in her big purple eyes.

"Hmm, what's wrong with you?" Han Zixi saw that the little girl did not speak, but saw that she was strange.

"It's okay, I, I secretly came out to collect elixir for my father. The little girl suddenly found that Han Zixi was looking at herself, her little face was really red, like a ripe little apple, and she couldn't even speak.

"Oh! I'm fine anyway, I'll accompany you to pick medicine!" Han Zixie always felt that this girl was weird, and he was a little uneasy at the moment, so he decided to go with her.

"Ahh The little girl was startled, then nodded heavily.

Han Zixie and the little girl walked towards the back of Qinglun Mountain, and the farther and farther they went, the conversation between the two faintly echoed in the mountains and forests.

"Is my face swollen?"

"Uh, it's not swollen. ”

"It's ugly for sure. ”

"No..."

"I must not be seen by Britney. ”

“...”

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One morning, a month later, the same light flew over the village and flew into Han Zixie's house, pulling him out of his dream.

"Therefore, the members of the Yichen Four Elephant Immortal Class should quickly gather at the gate of the village without delay!"

"Ahh Hmmm, the village gates, that is... That's great. Han Zixi sat up from the bed in a daze, then opened his eyes wide, and jumped up from the bed excitedly.

He cleaned up simply, leaped to the roof, and let out a roar when he looked up to the sky.

"Finally you can get out of the village, hahaha! Han Zixie's body was shaking with excitement, and he actually launched the spell directly, flying towards the direction of the village gate at a high speed.

Coming to the gate of the village, Han Zixi took three steps and made two steps, and rushed over, if it weren't for the fact that the village was too big, Han Zixi couldn't wait to fly in one breath. But even so, it took Han Zi an hour to get to the village gate.

The gate of Xianyin Village is composed of five large pillars more than ten zhang high, two on one side and one in the middle, and a golden dragon is entwined on each pillar, which is lifelike and majestic.

In addition, there is a silver plaque held above the stone pillar, and the big plaque is engraved with the three big characters of "Xianyin Village", which is overwhelming, fully demonstrating the domineering spirit of the overlord of the hidden village.

The gate and the wall of the gate were guarded by the monks of Xianyin, and next to the pillar in the middle, Feng Qianmu was sitting there cross-legged, looking in a certain direction, with a solemn expression.