Chapter 62: The Little Villain of the Spirit Beast (6)
"Familiar, Master, you don't want to say that he is also your old friend, right?" the young man looked up and stared at the middle-aged man in surprise. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The middle-aged man rolled his eyes, lowered his head, looked at his apprentice affectionately, held his little hand, and said excitedly: "Good apprentice, how do you know how to pinch?"
The young man was stunned there, his eyes dimmed, and he bowed his head and said, "Master, you lied to me again!"
"When did I lie to you? Don't you believe Master?" The middle-aged man snorted lightly with a calm face, looked at the last young man in front of him, and said with a melancholy expression: "His height and body shape are really too similar to the person I am looking for." ”
"Master, I've been listening to you talking about finding someone all the way, who is that person, is he important?" the young man asked curiously.
The middle-aged man sighed deeply, and this time, he was silent about his apprentice's questions.
At this time, the two red-clothed disciples had high-grade acceleration spirit talismans attached to their legs, and they were quickly escaping in the forest.
"Senior brother, the spirit talisman that Senior Brother gave you is amazing!" The red-clothed disciple in front of Fei looked proud.
The disciple behind nodded, and said suspiciously: "Senior brother, this high-grade spirit talisman is rare in the door, you took out six at once, where did it come from?"
The disciple in front raised his eyebrows, snorted lightly, and said, "Who is my Feng Jiechen?" The first disciple of the head of the sect, this kind of spirit rune, grab a lot of it, if it wasn't for the previous demonstration for the junior sisters, a lot of waste would not be possible now, there would be only six now!"
"Senior brother used such a high-level spirit rune for demonstration?" The disciple behind him touched his storage bag with a look of envy.
"This is also considered advanced? Master gave me a few top-grade spirit runes before! The disciple shook his head regretfully, and suddenly burst out laughing, "But looking at the current situation, the top-grade acceleration spirit runes have also been wasted, and the beasts behind have been thrown far away by us!"
"Excellent?" The unsightly disciple swallowed his saliva fiercely, his eyes lit up, he glanced back behind him, and said: "Senior brother, the beast herd is really gone, the top-grade spirit rune is powerful, when it goes out, can you give me a few?"
Seeing that the senior brother didn't speak, the disciple blinked his eyes and said unwillingly: "Zhong...... Medium-grade ones are also available!"
The disciple in front coughed dryly, and said arrogantly: "It depends on the mood, if you go back this time, as long as you ......."
At this moment, a golden light flashed from his eyes, and a golden tiger suddenly appeared in front of him, his back was cold, ready to escape, and when he turned around, his face became even more ugly.
Hundreds of high-grade spirit beasts of different forms, with cold light flashing in their eyes, looked at him, their throats let out a low roar, and their faces drooled hideously. And his junior brother has been bitten off by the sharp-horned wolf at the front, and there is no breath of life, blood keeps flowing out of the wolf's mouth, "tick, tick......" drop by drop to the ground.
He watched his junior brother die tragically, his heart was dripping blood, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, he laughed miserably, and sat on the ground. But in his eyes, he was sluggish, and his body kept trembling.
The leopard behind the sharp-horned wolf crawled greedily.
At this moment, the herd was pushed away, and a young man in a black animal skin came out of it, and when he saw the corpse of the sharp-horned wolf with a broken neck in its mouth, his face was as pale as dirt, and he roared, "Who allowed you to kill?"
The sharp-horned wolf was stunned, a strange snoring sound came from his throat, his neck was facing forward, his fur stood up, and he made an attacking stance, glaring at the young man menacingly, ready to pounce at him.
The red-clothed disciple who was slumped on the ground stared at the young man incredulously, his eyes widened, and his heart was surprised: Who is he? Listening to his tone, is he ordering this group of fierce spirit beasts?
This young man is none other than Lan Feng who rushed out of the fierce beast forest. And the golden tiger at the front of the herd is the little villain.
Lan Feng looked at the little villain flying in the air at this time, his eyes were serious, and his face was reproachful.
The little villain noticed Lan Feng's expression, and was stunned, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he stared at the sharp-horned wolf fiercely, letting out a low roar of "woo ......".
The sharp-horned wolf lowered its head and raised its eyes, looked at the little villain in fear, took a few steps back, drooped its body and opened its mouth, and the stiff corpse instantly fell from its mouth to the ground, crushing the dead branches and leaves on the ground and making a "crackling" sound. It crouched, grinning at the corpse on the ground, its nose twitching a few times, its tongue sticking out, licking the remaining blood from the corner of its mouth.
No, he seemed to be the owner of the golden tiger, and the red-clothed disciple swept his senses, his eyes flickered a few times, and he stared at Lan Feng strangely.
"Let him go!" Lan Feng frowned and looked at the little villain and ordered.
"Woo" a few times, the little villain will not communicate with people at this time, it wants to tell Lan Feng that the person who cultivates the truth should not be too soft-hearted, and if he releases this person now, he will definitely leave hidden dangers in the future.
However, Lan Feng didn't know what it was talking about.
He only saw the little villain hesitate for a long time, slowly flew to the sharp-horned wolf, and communicated with the sharp-horned wolf.