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Time seemed to go backwards, Tie Rongpeng once again launched an attack on Sun Hao, who had no malice, and with a wave of the fishing rod in his hand, he attacked Sun Hao. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sun Hao flew away, the agarwood sword moved with the wind, a sword, cut towards the fish wire, the transparent fish wire turned in the air, and circled a few times, the fish hook was still hooked to Sun Hao, Sun Hao roared, stretched out his hand, Xing Tiangan Qi Fang Dun stretched out, and smashed towards the fish hook......

But the fish hook was like an unpredictable prophet, floating flexibly in the air, like a spiritual snake, quickly bypassing the upper shield in Sun Hao's hand from another direction, and whirling around Sun Hao's neck.

The fast-spinning fish wire is extremely sharp, giving people a chilly feeling.

Sun Hao's body shook slightly in the air, and the eight-colored light flashed on his body, and before the fish silk came up, it turned into an afterimage, rose against the wind, and reappeared, already holding a square shield, standing on the other side, and shouting in his mouth: "Senior......"

The fish hook in Tie Lingpeng's hand flew back, and he said in his mouth: "Eight kinds of wind, condensed, moving with the wind, no trace, not bad, rare and rare......"

After speaking, on the fishhook, the light flashed, Sun Hao took Bian Mu, shook his body, and stood back to his original position, with a respectful look on his face.

returned to the moment when he just said that he needed to fly feather phantom grass.

It's just that at this time, Sun Hao's feeling is a little weird, he always feels that something is wrong, and he thinks about it seriously, but he can't think of anything wrong, it just feels wrong.

On the other side, the fishing rod in Tie Lingpeng's hand gently pushed against his hat, revealing half of his face.

Sun Hao was slightly shocked in his heart, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Ermao?"

Tie Rongpeng smiled indifferently: "Who is Ermao?"

Sun Hao was slightly stunned: "It's a human friend of Xiaoshan, the big name Wang Yuan, and the milk name Ermao." ”

The rod hung down, and the hook flashed brightly.

The rod was raised again, and gently pushed against his hat, revealing half of his face.

Sun Hao was slightly startled in his heart, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Xiao Pang?"

Tie Rongpeng asked indifferently, "Who is Xiaopeng?"

Sun Hao was stunned: "It's a human friend of Xiaoshan, known as Zhu Pang." ”

The rod hung down, and the hook flashed with light......

Sun Hao saw Gege Xiaohu this time.

The bright light on the fishhook flickered, and Sun Hao unconsciously saw many familiar faces, mainly human races, and there were also witches and witches, and they answered one by one, strangely, they were all men, and most of them were friends.

Not long after, the light on the fishhook flashed again, and in Sun Hao's eyes, his hateful face appeared, and the first to bear the brunt was Zhao Zhumo, and then Qiao Dan......

Every time the light flickered, Sun Hao recognized a person.

For the last time, Tie Rongpeng said lightly: "I am good friends with the human race, and the flying human race is a mortal enemy, and I have some relationship with the ancient demon clan, and I also have something to do with the demon clan......

After talking to himself, the hook flashed.

Sun Hao saw that Tie Lingpeng lifted his hat, revealing half of his face, but he was very similar to his own small hair, life and death brother, and couldn't help but shout in his mouth: "Ermao?"

A mysterious smile appeared on Tie Rongpeng's face: "What's the matter? I look like your friend?"

Sun Hao suddenly remembered that Ermao had now incarnated into the East Pole Dragon Pillar of the Heavenly Spirit Continent, guarding the human race luck of the Heavenly Spirit Continent, and a trace of his divine soul had also been thrown into the Sumeru Condensation Tower, and he didn't know if he could reawaken.

Although the mysterious lonely boat angler in front of him resembles Ermao, it shouldn't be Ermao, and he quickly stabilized his mind, but his heart was still full of good feelings for Tie Rongpeng, Sun Hao said with a smile: "Yes, the predecessor is indeed very similar to a friend of Xiaoshan, which makes the predecessor smile." ”

Bian Mu squinted his eyes, as if he was napping, but his heart was turned upside down.

The one in front of him, with eagle eyes and a hooked nose, has a strange gaze, but he is not next to Ermao, is it an illusion? No, the boss is powerful, ordinary illusion can never fool the boss, so what is going on?

The boss let himself pretend to be stupid, it was really necessary, Bian Mu's heart suddenly surged with a strong sense of mission, he now, he needs to lurk like a crocodile, silently, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, at a critical moment, remind Boss Sun, help Boss Sun, and let this weird old guy drink his own footwashing water.

Not to mention, the lonely boat fisherman really didn't expect that there were really earth dogs in this world that were not affected by his secret arts.

If he knew, he would not have tested Sun Hao in such a big way, and probed Sun Hao to the bottom.

Yes, he unconsciously tried out many of Sun Hao's unknown details, and after changing his shape to Sun Hao's most familiar, most influential, and deepest friendship, he could subtly take advantage of many advantages.

However, at the same time, he also exposed a lot of his details in front of the earth dog Bian Mu, who had broken all the laws.

The strength of the border herd is not strong, and he feels that it is harmless and ordinary.

No one would have thought that there was such a local dog in this world, and more importantly, he could clearly perceive that Bian Mu and Sun Hao did not have a spiritual connection and communication, that is to say, this earth dog was likely to be an ornamental dog pet accepted by Xiao Xiaoshan in the Undetermined Wind Domain, and it was not a threat to him.

Tie Rongpeng had never seen a monk or wind beast who could break his secret art, even if it was an existence stronger than himself, he might be immune to his secret art, but he would definitely not be able to break it.

Tie Lingpeng's face, with a smile like Wang Yuan, which made Sun Hao familiar, said loudly: "Xiaoshan is here, do you need to find the Flying Feather Illusion Divine Grass?"

Sun Hao nodded: "Well, I don't know if my predecessors can give me some guidance." ”

Instinctively, Sun Hao felt that this Tie Rong Peng was not very appropriate, and felt that there was always something strange about today's events, so he just wanted to politely ask for some information and leave immediately.

Tie Rongpeng's strength Sun Hao can't see through, if he really wants to fight, Sun Hao feels that he may not necessarily be an opponent, especially, Tie Rongpeng is sitting on the glacier fishing, without the slightest breath, Sun Hao didn't feel it, and Bian Mu didn't smell it, it was very abnormal, so Sun Hao couldn't grasp it accurately, it was better to stay away.

Therefore, in Sun Hao's heart, he always had a twelve-point spirit, and the sword intent of the Eight Great Winds rotated around his body at any time to prepare for the unexpected.

Within the Uncertain Wind Domain, the Sword of the Eight Great Winds is intent in his body, Sun Hao can basically achieve an indefinite body shape, come and go without a trace, although the opponent is very strong, but don't want to take down himself easily.

What Sun Hao didn't know was that in fact, the two of them had already made a move, just as he thought now, because the Eight Winds Sword was intent on his body, and Tie Rongpeng's fishing hook failed to hook his body, so he stopped fighting.

Of course, it's quite possible that for other reasons, this will stop.

Tie Rongpeng's face showed a slight smile, and he said in his mouth: "The Flying Feather Phantom Divine Grass is transformed by the feathers of the wind beast, usually, a wind beast with successful cultivation can spend thousands of years collecting the dew of a hundred flowers, raising the larvae of the wind silkworm, and turning the silk of the Phantom God, before it can become the Flying Feather Phantom Divine Grass, this grass is rare, but the old man happens to know where it is, and there are more Flying Feather Phantom Divine Grass." ”

Sun Hao's spirits lifted slightly, and he said loudly: "Please also ask the seniors for guidance." ”

Tie Lingpeng said with a smile: "Although this grass is magical, it is not of much use to me, and it is not impossible to tell you, but as the saying goes, there is no free lunch in the world, if Xiaoshan wants to get the flying feather grass, he also has to help me a few small favors, can we exchange?"

Although it didn't feel right, although he instinctively felt that he needed to leave this weird Demoiselle Angler very quickly, but the Flying Feather Phantom Divine Grass was something that Sun Hao had to obtain, and it was related to Sun Hao's refining of the ultimate tranquilizer, so it should not be missed.

A faint smile appeared on his face, and Sun Hao said loudly: "This is natural, what does the predecessor command, although it is explained, Xiaoshan will definitely do his best to assist." ”

Tie Lingpeng waved the fishing rod in his hand, and with a ding, penetrated the thick ice surface of the glacier, fell into the river, and said with a smile on his face: "The first thing is very simple, is to help me fish, in this glacier, there is a herring, the old man has been fishing for thousands of years, but he has not been able to do so, if Xiaoshan can help me catch it, I will guarantee you to find more than three flying feather phantom grasses, I don't know if Xiaoshan is willing to help?"

Fishing for thousands of years, failed to do so, no need to guess, herring must be extraordinary, may be a very cherished fish species in the uncertain wind area.

Sun Hao thought for a while and said sincerely: "Xiaoshan is willing to help, but he doesn't dare to guarantee that he will be able to help, what do you need me to do, although the seniors tell me to ......" (~^~)