"Sure enough, it's him!" The middle-aged man glanced at Lan Feng carefully, his expression of joy was strong, one hand stroked the young man's bald head, and said with a smile: "Haha, good man, he is not surnamed Qiu, and he has no revenge." Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info this is a cold surname, not very common, read as a ball to write as a hate, understand?"

"Oh. The boy nodded as if he didn't understand, and continued to look straight ahead, watching everything that happened with relish.

Lan Feng saw that the red-clothed disciple was still sitting on the ground with a sad face, and suddenly remembered that the disciple who was with him was taken away by the wolf, and instantly felt compassion, he glared at the little villain dissatisfiedly, and reached into the storage bag and stirred it up.

The little villain looked at him aggrievedly, put away his wings, and landed on the ground, his nose twitching, like a little pug, bowing his head and sniffing among the dead branches and rotten leaves.

The red-clothed disciple looked at Lan Feng, not knowing what he was doing, with a strange expression.

Lan Feng frowned and thought, felt a token in his hand, took it out of the storage bag, and saw that it was the black purple wood order, hurriedly put it back, and began to pound it again.

The red-clothed disciple's eyes flashed, although the expression on his face remained unchanged, but his heart was shocked: how could he have a purple wood order, if he didn't hand it over, he violated the rules of the Seven Star Sect, could it be that he was a remnant of the Purple Yan Sect?

Lan Feng pounded again, stretched out his hand, took out a piece of lower grade spirit talisman, shook his head, and reached in again.

He had just seen the red-clothed disciple with a worried face, and he originally wanted to take out something to appease him, but he really couldn't think of anything to take. At that moment, he pricked his finger with a thorn ball, screamed, and reached out to put the pricked finger in his mouth.

Just as he stretched out his hand, the thorn ball was carried out by his fingers at great speed, fell to the ground, and coincidentally, rolled into the bushes where the master and apprentice were hiding.

Because the speed was too fast, neither Lan Feng nor the red-clothed disciple noticed it, and the little villain also kept sniffing around on the ground, looking up from time to time.

"Hey......" The young man was pricked in the calf by the thorn ball, and was about to scream out, but the middle-aged man covered his mouth.

The boy's brows furrowed, and he struggled, and the thorn ball fell to the ground, and he slowly calmed down.

He broke the middle-aged man's hand, gasped a few times, stared at the thorn ball on the ground, and wondered, "Master, what is this, it just pierced me to the bitterness." ”

The middle-aged man bent down and gently picked up the black thorn ball on the ground, frowned, and said, "I don't know if I'm a teacher, I'll go over and ask him later!"

"Master, aren't you afraid of the tiger behind him?" the young man's eyes widened, and he looked up at the middle-aged man motionlessly.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Don't worry, your uncle won't hurt us." ”

"Uncle Shi?" the young man blinked in surprise.

The middle-aged man also relaxed his demeanor, sat on the ground against the young man, looked straight ahead, and said leisurely: "Don't ask again, you'll know later." ”

The young man pursed his lips, rubbed his leg that had been pierced by the thorn ball, and looked at Lan Feng and the red-clothed disciple strangely.

Lan Feng put his hand into the storage bag again, pounded it, took out a gray jade slip, and shook his head in disappointment. The things in the storage bag are miscellaneous, all of them are extremely ordinary low-grade spirit runes and jade slips, and there are really no treasures that can be handled.

"Huh?" he suddenly remembered something, and with a pat of the storage bag, two spirit stones floated out of it and landed in front of the young man in red.

"Superb spirit stones?" the red-clothed disciple stared at the diamond-shaped spirit stone emitting blue light on the ground in surprise, his eyes shining.

Lan Feng sighed and said regretfully: "Little brother, I am also very saddened by the death of your companion, I hope you can cheer up and not be too sad." After all, there is still no banquet in the world, so go back quickly. ”

Although the top-grade spirit stones seemed to him to be countless, for ordinary monks, they were very precious.

The red-clothed disciple grabbed the spirit stone on the ground, a trace of undetectable ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he hugged his fists and said: "Xiao Sheng is the first disciple of the head of the Xuande Sect, Feng Juechen, Your Excellency's great grace, Xiao Sheng is unforgettable, and he will definitely repay him." ”

"I'm sorry I didn't do anything, and I couldn't save your companion in time. Lan Feng sighed and said, "You can go quickly." ”

The red-clothed disciple got up, an acceleration spirit rune floated out of the storage bag, he put the spirit rune on his leg, looked back at Lan Feng deeply, remembered his appearance, and galloped away.

Lan Feng looked at the figure of the red-clothed disciple leaving, and suddenly remembered the transmission of Tong Sheng just now. Turning his eyes, he saw that the little villain was throwing something on the ground with his white paws, without the momentum of commanding the beasts just now, he shook his head, walked over quickly, and said in a low voice: "Little villain, hurry back, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble." ”

"Woo!" the little villain snorted a few times reluctantly, reluctantly looking at a small dirt pit he had worked so hard to throw, his big watery eyes blinked a few times, turned into a golden light, flew into Lan Feng's cuffs, and disappeared.

Lan Feng sighed lightly, now he no longer has the acceleration spirit rune, he can only run the spiritual power to his legs, although it is not as effective as the spirit rune, but he can also speed up his walking, and reach the entrance of the Hundred Beast Forest as soon as possible.

He was about to leave when suddenly a voice came from behind him.

"Brother Qiu, your things have fallen. ”