Qin Feng walked slowly, squatted down and said with a pleasant face: "Child, you know, I can't be blamed for this, it's just that this is the true face of the world." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The little boy was silent, still puffing out his cheeks.

Qin Feng smiled bitterly and said comfort, which was really not what he was good at. And he said, "Is there anything I can do to help you? Tell me, as long as I can do it, I will satisfy you." You can also cultivate immortals if you want. ”

"Phew!" the boy glared at suddenly, his bloodshot eyes filled with only hatred. A mouthful of thick phlegm erupted and sprayed on Qin Feng's face.

The boy scolded, "Do you think everyone is like this? Do you want to shake your head and tail at you if you throw a bone? Help me? I don't want your help even if I die." Sooner or later, I'm going to kill you!"

No matter how good his temper was, Qin Feng was still angry, and he got up and stopped consoling: "I don't know what to do!"

I thought to myself again, this is no wonder this boy. How could a childish mind not be distorted and cynical when it suddenly suffered such a catastrophe? Qin Feng couldn't help but let out a long sigh and had no more words. In my heart, I still decided, whether the boy wanted to or not, or take him away. Maybe later, he'll figure it out.

However, Qin Feng was silent, but he frightened these female slaves, thinking that he was angered by them, lest Qin Feng would regret it, and cursed the boy and pushed it with his hands, asking him to kneel down and apologize to Wu Zun immediately.

"Hahahaha......" I suddenly heard a heroic laugh: "I didn't expect the old man to sleep and almost miss a good show." ”

Qin Feng shouted: "What person!" glanced left and right, but saw a naked old man jumping from top of a dead tree.

The old man twisted his head and moved his muscles slightly, and wrote lightly: "Hehe, Daoist friends are deflated." It seems that this cause and effect is about to become your inner demon. Hey, after all, it's young, it's not as good as an old guy like me who can see through it. If it's an old man, if he dies, he'll die, and he dares to speak disrespectfully, so why bother if he can't find himself with ants. After that, he raised his eyebrows and said frivolously: "How about fellow Daoist, do you want the old man to help you?"

Qin Feng didn't say a word, just looked at the old man vigilantly.

I saw that the old man was dressed in a Taoist robe, but his upper body was naked, and he wrapped the Taoist robe around his waist like a skirt. Although the naked body is thin, it has a tattoo of a divine beast, with a dragon head and a snake body and no feet, like a dragon but not a dragon, like a Jiao not Jiao. It is the legendary supreme divine beast - Candle Nine Yin. The outfit of a person looks like a cultivator, but when the spiritual sense probes, he finds that there is still the power of a witch soul in his body. It's actually a master of witchcraft double cultivation!

Qin Feng faintly felt troubled, and stroked the Jieli Sword with one hand and said on guard: "Who are you, what are you hiding here?"

The old man waved his hand: "Haha, Daoist friends don't have to be so nervous, the old man has no malicious intent." Daoist friend is Qin Feng, right? The old man's name is Yin Xun. ”

"As for the purpose of coming here, of course, it is to find someone. It's a pity that he was killed by Qin Feng Daoyou. ”

Qin Feng asked, "Worm Ran?"

"Exactly. Yin Xun nodded: "Have you ever heard of the candle day?"

"Candle Heaven?" Qin Feng muttered, vaguely hearing of this force. I heard that it is a demon gate that has entered the WTO, and it seems to be very powerful. Shaking his head, he said, "I don't know." ”

But seeing the cloudiness, his face was proud: "Then the old man will say a little bit about it." The name of my religion is called Candle Day, which is taken from the world's ritual collapse and happiness, and it is necessary to lead all generations into the right track, and the Tao reflects the rising sun, which is called Candle Day. Under the Candle Heaven Sect, all beings are equal. Whether it is a human, a witch, a demon or even an undead, as long as you are a genius who has passed the layers of assessments, you can worship our religion. As soon as you enter our sect, you will be able to obtain the true transmission of the sect master and learn the road to heaven. ”

"That worm has always longed for my sect, but it has not been allowed for a long time. However, today, our sect needs a group of manpower, and we are considering recruiting him as a peripheral disciple. But I didn't expect to be killed by you. ”

Qin Feng suddenly said: "I see." So what are you going to do? ”

Yin Turbid waved his hand and said disdainfully: "If you die, you will die." It's just a waste, and it is also an insult to the reputation of our religion. Instead, he invited Qin Feng: "Since Daoyou can kill Worm Ran, I think the strength is very good." Are you interested in my teaching? You don't have to pass the test anymore, the old man can introduce you as a peripheral disciple. ”

I'd rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. Qin Feng refused euphemistically without thinking about it.

"It's a pity, it's a pity. Yin shook his head, a look of pride and pity. This posture is like contempt for ants from above.

Qin Feng didn't like it in his heart, but he had no intention of engaging in a battle of words. After a few perfunctory words, he planned to take these slaves away.

"Wait. Yin Xun raised his hand to stop: "The affairs of the Wu clan are solved by my Wu clan." There happened to be a community a hundred miles away from the old man, although it was not large, there were 100,000 people, and it would not be in the way to add these hundreds of people. I won't bother you as an outsider. ”

This is not a genius treasure, since this yin turbidity is rushing to be a good person, Qin Feng has no reason to stop it. What's more, this place is far away from his station, and I don't know how much time it will take to return with these mortals, and how many people will die on the way. He nodded and said, "Okay, since you insist." ”

Just looking at the boy again, Qin Feng smiled suddenly, but he had a little bit of appreciation for his backbone. He asked, "Child, would you like to come with me?"

"Humph!" the boy pouted. After the anger dissipated, I still knew in my heart that in fact, this was no wonder for this monk at all. It's just that I can't forgive in my heart.

Qin Feng didn't speak, and suddenly walked over. He took out a pill from the Qiankun bag in his hand, and suddenly moved the boy's jaw away and let him swallow it.

Yin Xun was curious: "What did you give him?"

"It's nothing, it's just a healthy elixir. Qin Feng let go of his hand and said lightly, letting the boy retch, but he couldn't vomit anything.

Yin Turbidity didn't doubt him, I'm afraid I wouldn't have guessed that Qin Feng had just fed this boy a quenching pill worth thousands of spirit stones.

A few more small talks. Then a few sorcerers flew into the sky, and they followed the instructions of the cloudy to lead the outcasts back.

Qin Feng was no longer verbose, so he also made a farewell. Before leaving, he sent a message to the boy: "Hey, I will put down a Qiankun bag for you in the barren mountains of your clan, if you change your attention and have the heart to practice, go and take it off." It's my compensation for you. Also, we have a transmission note inside, so if you need help, you can contact me at any time. Then he told the boy how to open the bag and described the hiding place in detail.

After speaking, I saw the boy look at Qin Feng meaningfully, his lips opened, but he didn't say anything.

Qin Feng smiled: "Can you tell me your name?"

The boy shook his head, and there was not so much hostility in his eyes: "The outcasts have no names. Hopefully we'd better not see each other again......"

Qin Feng choked, and when he was about to say anything, he saw that the boy had been led away by the witches. I didn't want to delay any longer, so I said goodbye and flew away.

In a blink of an eye, he returned to the cave where he was healed, took out a Qiankun bag and placed some spirit stones, pills, and a set of magic weapons and exercises. After thinking about it, the sinister heart was really a little distrustful of Yin Turbidity and his subordinates, so he left some high-level spells to use as a killer weapon for this boy.

In the end, he dropped another "Xuanzhen Dispelling Evil". This classic records a large number of methods to lift the imprisonment of various witchcraft, spells, etc., and it is Qin Feng who accidentally obtained a trophy, but it is quite practical.

Then he hid the bag again. After making sure that there were no mistakes, Qin Feng turned into a ray of light and left.

"I've done everything I can, and the rest is up to you, boy. ”

In addition to a trace of selfishness, the source of the derived demons in his heart is in this child's body, and the bell must be tied to the bell person, which is one of the reasons why Qin Feng takes care of him.

There is another point, but there is no reason, Qin Feng just likes this child with a backbone, even those mediocre and flattering female slaves together are not as important as him in Qin Feng's heart.

Life is short for decades, but the vast majority of people live only to repeat themselves day after day in a boring and worthless way. With just one glance, you can see through their lives, and there is no existence at all! Compared to this, this slightly reckless child makes Qin Feng unable to decide. Qin Feng saw infinite possibilities, albeit small.

Maybe he will eventually die of his own recklessness, and he will not be able to get out of the pain, or he may live to achieve great things. It's all in his own hands.

Is it fate that makes heroes, or does heroes make destiny?

"Destiny is mine!" Qin Feng was convinced that although the immortal road was bumpy, he could not sit still!

In an instant, the speed of the light increased by another minute......

After more than two days, he was finally able to return to the territory. This line of work is like a lifetime.

Qin Feng sighed, and at a glance, he had completely changed his appearance.

It must have been the handiwork of the monk, and the nearly ten-meter-high earthen wall encloses the station, protecting the mortals in the territory. A large wheat field was planted in a clearing at the edge of the lake, and the wheat grass grew unusually vigorously, so there must have been a cultivator who had released the spell.