No one knows where this old strange bird comes from, but every villager in Xueshen Village has known the existence of strange birds since birth, and has been blessed by the old bird and taught by the old bird. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Jiu pointed out that they wanted to leave here, to leave the Blood River Realm. On the one hand, it is to uphold the long-cherished wish of the ancestors, to wash away the slave mark of shame, to be free, to see the style of the big world; on the other hand, it is also the main reason, that is, this strange bird is dying, Shouyuan is approaching, not only the feathers are about to fall off, but it has not flown out of the nest for many years.

Some suspect that in two years, or even a year, or tomorrow, the old bird will return to heaven. Without the protection of the old birds, Xueshen Village is a naked little lamb in Bailu Mountain. With their strength, where do they dare to live alone in this small mountain village, where do they dare to fight against the blood demon, although the ancestral land cannot be lost, but in the calculation of life, it is still the most important thing.

The old bird's eyes had long been cloudy, but his gaze was still far away, and under his sight, the whole village was in full view. The battles in many places, although they seemed to be fierce, were like children playing at home in his eyes, and the old bird was not interested in it at all.

However, when he saw Mo Suifeng punch the purple-clothed dragon Feimo, his eyes brightened a lot. When the red-clothed "woman" appeared and flew away with the wind again, the old bird's weakened heart beat a little faster.

The old bird glanced at Li Jiuzhi, who was still kneeling under the tree and praying, and two bored bird breaths erupted from his gray nostrils, and he simply turned off his hearing completely.

As if watching a play, he stared intently at the battle on Mo Suifeng's side, watched it with relish, and refused to pay attention to anything else.

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The red-clothed demon man climbed up from the ruins of the house, his face was pale, and he lost his previous elegance. He stretched out his long tongue to lick the blood from the corners of his mouth, and walked back to the courtyard in a gloomy manner.

Mo Suifeng didn't move, standing quietly in the courtyard, although he seemed calm, but his heart was worried, and his divine thoughts inexplicably lost his effect on the demon man, why is this? Is it because of the relationship between the demon man's purple gold energy membrane, or is there another miracle?

The red-clothed demon man was still confident, but he still raised his vigilance, and he said in a strange manner: "Mr. Zhong, your strength is really great, why don't we cooperate, you ask me to join forces, the talented and beautiful women, it is not difficult to break out of the world in this Blood River Continent, and ......... The slave family will definitely take good care of you, hehehehehe....."

"Phew, you are a pervert, neither male nor female, not ashamed, do you think Poor Dao will agree?!" Mo Suifeng was a little angry, desperately trying his best, cleaning up the tone of these disgusting people, he was sarcastic and sarcastic, without any mercy.

The red-clothed demon man resembles a woman since he was a child, and later due to his cultivation, he almost completely became a woman. He loves women, and thinks that he has been born in the wrong child in this life. Because he is good-looking, and he thinks that he is beautiful and beautiful, so he hates people the most in his life that he is neither male nor female.

Mo Suifeng didn't say much, but the kind of disdain that came out of his heart hit his pain point at once, and the man in red was furious, and he couldn't wait to tear Mo Suifeng immediately.

As an old monster who has been cultivating for hundreds of years, the demon man in red has many means, his eyes suddenly cold, and he moved the real fire.

"Boy, don't just take advantage of your tongue, the slave family will definitely pull out the root of your tongue in a while, see if you dare to say so!"

His strange handprints were quickly typed out, and in the palm of his hand, an ancient character suddenly appeared, the character was dazzling and vivid, and the sky reflected brightened.

With a bang, a blood-brown fierce Jiao transformed out of the rune, and the blood Jiao was full of ferocity, and it pounced on Mo Suifeng with insolence. The blood Jiao is extremely fierce, the water tank is thick, the scales are very dense, with a kind of vicissitudes of life, like a demon from hell!

"What is it?" Mo was blinded by the wind, he had never seen this Dongdong before, blinking his eyes, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Physical attacks with materiality, magical attacks with energy, and divine soul supply with souls. This blood Jiao looks like a living thing, but its body is hazy, what is it when it falls to the ground?

Mo didn't move with the wind, but that blood Jiao didn't care about these!

Mo Suifeng didn't know how to deal with it, he didn't dare to resist, and the end of the world suddenly launched, and he retreated twenty meters away, which was able to dodge the attack.

Although the blazing light sprayed thin, setting off a heat wave all over the sky, although it did not spray Mo with the wind, but the nearby trees and houses were not spared, all of them were affected, and they continued to make a clicking sound, and they collapsed one after another.

The Blood Jiao was incredibly powerful, chasing wantonly, dancing out of thin air, tirelessly spewing out large patches of glow.

Mo jumped up and down with the wind, dodging left and right, his scalp was numb, his clothes were ragged, and he still had time to ponder. While dodging, he shot out a series of palm thunders, and he was not stingy at all.

In an instant, the thunder flashed in the small courtyard of the Li family, and the blazing light raged. Endless thunder and lightning, blazing gods, filled the place, making the heavens and the earth as bright as day, dazzling, like an boundless fire burning, burning the void.

Thunder and lightning for the world's most yang thing, known as a thunder to break through ten thousand evils, finally lived up to Mo Suifeng's expectations, the blood Jiao's body is huge, the goal is obvious, more than a dozen palms thunder blasted out, the vicious dragon finally exhausted the essence, "boom" turned into a rolling essence, dissipated in the world.

However, Rao is like this, Mo Suifeng was also embarrassed to the extreme at this time, and occasionally was swept by the blazing light a few times, although he relied on the real body of the mixed yuan to resist, but the clothes and other mortal things were all blown to pieces.

Mo Suifeng's face was dark, he had just put on his new clothes and was in tatters, as if he had become a flower child, but fortunately, his eyebrows and beard had not yet grown, so he was burned again.

"Hee-hee, hee-hee, Mr. Zhong, it tastes good!" The red-clothed demon man spoke in a strange tone and spoke sarcastically, he looked at Mo Suifeng's embarrassed appearance, and even excited, with a smug look on his face.

"Hmph, dead shemale, you have the ability to make a way out!" Mo Suifeng did not show weakness and sneered.

This spell is very powerful, but he still carefully discovered that after the red-clothed demon man issued this spell, his breath weakened a little, and even his body shrank a little, obviously this spell is quite blood-consuming, not without restrictions.

"Hmph! Don't use the treasure art anymore, the old lady can clean you up!" The demon man in red stretched out his hands and began to seal it, after several strange handprints in a row, he rubbed it again, and after a strange sound of "hum", the demon man's palm lit up suddenly, although no blood Jiao appeared this time, but another strange text surfaced.