"Senior White Tiger, just now that young man said he was your father, then forget it, now this, why did we let him go?" The sharp-horned wolf got up, stared at the young man who collapsed on the ground fiercely, and roared: "We have been trapped by the enchantment for hundreds of years, and we finally caught a monk, how can we say that we can let him go?"

The little villain stared at the sharp-horned wolf, a cold light flashed in his round eyes, his body trembled slightly, and the golden bell around his neck began to make a strange "jingle" sound. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Circles of golden light waves spread out from the bell, and the spirit beasts affected by the aperture immediately roared, and a trace of white mist began to emerge from the seven orifices.

When the red-clothed disciple heard the sound of the bell, his mind was uncertain, his eyes showed a confused look, and he looked ahead blankly.

Lan Feng, who was standing on the side, didn't feel anything at all at this time, he watched the reactions of the spirit beast and the young man, staring at the golden ripples with a blank expression.

Although the sharp-horned wolf stood at the front, it was the last spirit animal to be affected. When two puffs of white air began to emerge from its nostrils, it screamed and crouched down in shock, its tail swept rapidly across the ground, its tongue sticking out, and a look of begging for mercy on its face.

Lan Feng took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, laughed, and said to himself in his heart: "The little villain looks so small, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful, the bell on its neck and the pair of wings on its body are a treasure at first glance, it seems that the space inside the cyan portal is very mysterious!"

The bell sounded gone, and the little villain began to "whine" again, like a leader, flying directly in front of hundreds of high-grade spirit beasts, announcing something.

All the spirit beasts, including the sharp-horned wolf, nodded their heads again and again and slowly retreated. The sharp-horned wolf licked his mouth, let out a low roar, dragged the stiff corpse on the ground with his mouth, and swayed away.

Here and now, there are three creatures left.

Lan Feng, the red-clothed disciple, and the little villain.

"Let's go!" Lan Feng sighed and shook his hand at the red-clothed disciple.

The red-clothed disciple swept away, and the golden tiger flying in the air was glaring at him viciously at this time.

"May I ask Your Excellency, ......" The red-clothed disciple took a deep breath, still unwilling to ask.

The junior brother who has always been respectful to him was bitten off by a fierce beast, and if he didn't even know the name of the murderer who controlled the spirit beast, it would be really unjust.

His divine sense swept over Lan Feng again, and he sneered in his heart, this beast-skinned young man in front of him was indeed very ordinary, as the head disciple of the sect, he was already at the eleventh layer of the Qi Refining Period, and the junior in front of him who was only at the first level of the Qi Condensation Period could easily be solved with his fingers.

It's just that the golden tiger flying behind the young man is extremely terrifying, and looking at the posture just now, I'm afraid it is about to enter the transformation period. Such a high-level spirit beast was actually respectful to the young man, and he didn't know what kind of ghost technique he used.

If you kill the young man now, it is absolutely impossible for the tiger to let him go, the gentleman will take revenge, ten years is not too late, the most important thing now is to set the name out first.

Lan Feng glanced at the little villain, for fear that it would suck up the disciple's aura in anger, so he glanced at the red-clothed disciple and motioned for him not to say much and leave quickly.

The red-clothed disciple didn't understand what Lan Feng meant, and said reluctantly: "Your Excellency is extraordinary, as Xiaosheng's life-saving benefactor, please also inform your honorable surname, if you meet again another day, you won't even know the name of your benefactor!" He deliberately accentuated the word benefactor.

Lan Feng couldn't cry or laugh, who expects you to remember me, when the time comes, everyone will know who I am, and the crime of destroying the enchantment will fall on my head.

Buyi Dao is greedy by nature, and he will definitely investigate the cause of the destruction of the barrier to the end, and I will really be at a loss for words at that time. Where are you grateful, just push me into the fire pit!

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he paused, and said in a deep voice: "My surname is Qiu." ”

"Ball?" the red-clothed disciple touched his chin.

"It's revenge, revenge, polyphonic characters, the surname is pronounced as a ball, don't you know this?" Lan Feng pursed his lips and corrected.

"Xiaosheng is dull, and I don't read much, but your surname is ...... It's rare!" The red-clothed disciple nodded with a smile, and said to himself in his heart: "Revenge? Hmph, it's really interesting!"

"It's rare!" Lan Feng's deep gaze looked into the distance, but he smiled secretly in his heart, fake things, of course it is not appropriate to be too popular. Fortunately, I have read a lot of books before, otherwise, how could I think of such a partial surname in an instant, hehe, I really admire my talent.

The conversation between the two happened to be overheard by the master and apprentice who were hiding not far away.

The middle-aged man was stunned, looked at Lan Feng blankly, patted the young man's head, and said softly, "Good boy, did you hear what he said?"

"My ears are sharp, so I hear it!" the young man pouted proudly.

"Did you hear him just say what his last name was?"

"He said that his surname is Qiu, what revenge is there, the apprentice is a little dull here, and he asks the master for advice!" the young man curiously tugged at the middle-aged man's sleeve.