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Leaving the old temple, Lin Feng smashed and smashed a scented spar. The spar fragments fainted white light. Lin Feng said: "Small scorpion, take your younger brother to Qingyang Mountain in the west of the city, follow the teacher. meet."

The voice of Xiao Yu was quickly heard in the white light. The voice of the teenager was panting and replied quickly: "Relax, we will arrive soon." After a word, the white light gradually fades, and the spar fragments become tarnished. Like gravel.

Lin Feng shook his head, this sound crystal spar is really convenient, but unfortunately it is a one-time item, and the price is expensive.

Xiao Yu’s hasty voice made him a little uneasy, and the breathless appearance seemed to have just fought a battle with others.

Lin Feng brows slightly: "These two skin monkeys, don't worry about it."

The long-term relationship between the three masters and the disciples is getting more and more intimate. Although they know that these two real-life apprentices will not suffer easily, Lin Feng will always worry about these two children who have not grown up.

Shaking his head slightly, Lin Feng expelled the distracting thoughts from his mind, and applied the method of Yunlong's shackles. He took the first step to the place where Zhu Fatzi escaped, and arranged the array of nine-day movements.

Just arranged, Zhu fat child has appeared in his sight, running out of breath.

Since he knew that the person who came here was a gale, Zhu Fatzi completely gave up his intention to use his own background.

These people who are most hated by the remnants of the snow-winged country are probably mysterious. They can't do anything with Xuanji Hou, but they will not be soft when they deal with Houfu dog legs like Zhu Fatzi.

The higher the status of Zhu Fatzi in Houfu, the closer the relationship with Xuanjihou, the more the opponent will start to move.

"Hey, mother, how did you only give me two legs?" The fat man complained of bitterness in his heart. Although he was practicing eight layers of training, the two people chasing him were nine layers of qi, and he was already With the strength of eating milk, after all, it was caught up by the other party.

Just as the fat man felt desperate, there was a nine-point blue-violet glow around him.

"Sweet and nourish!" The sound of the harsh current in the air, the blue-violet arc pulsating in the dark.

The two gale monks also changed their minds at the same time, and the experience of numerous fights told them that there was a big disaster.

But before they could react further, the nine thunders had already been bombarded on them. The next moment, the roaring thunder descended from the sky, and if the last day was punished.

Two nine-layered monks were directly killed by Tian Lei on the spot!

Zhu fat man stared at the black ash in front of him, his legs trembled, and if the Thunder came to him, it was him who turned into coke.

Although out of danger, but Zhu fat child's mood can not easily get up.

Lin Feng slowly walked out of the woods, the white robes were wide-sleeved, the feathers were crowned, and the sacred bones were sent.

Looking at the ashes on the ground after nine days of thunder and lightning, Lin Feng sighed with a sigh of relief and calculated the position of Zhu Fatzi being chased. Fortunately, the deviation was not great.

In addition to the time required for the arrangement, the cast is too slow, the power of the nine-day moving thunder is still very satisfying, and directly kills two nine-layered monks.

If it is not necessary to use nine days of lightning, it is impossible to solve these two nine-layered monks.

The cultivation of these two men is much higher than that of the self-cultivator at the beginning, but the repair of Nai Lin Feng is far from the same as the original. The water is rising, and the power of the nine-day movement is also improved by more than one grade.

After seeing the appearance of Lin Feng, Zhu Fatzi fixed his mind and coughed: "Thank you for the help of the Taoist leader. These snowy winds are all sorrowful. Everyone who meets me in the big Zhou Dynasty is naturally duty-bound..."

When the words were not finished, a thunder flashed over the fat ear, and the big tree behind him was split in half from the middle.

Lin Feng didn't look at him. He looked at the temple where Zhu Yi was located in the distance. He said calmly in his mouth: "Don't make noise in this ear, leave things, and get out of the way."

Zhu Fatzi swallowed and spit: "The power of Dao’s shot today is going to be reported to Hou Ye..."

Lin Feng’s gaze finally showed him, without any feelings, calmly said: “If he is free on the day, he will naturally visit Zhu Hongwu, as for you...”

"In the same sentence, this seat never says the second time."

Zhu Fatzi’s sweaty hair was erected. What did the young Taoist Guan Xuanji call?

Calling his name, Zhu Hongwu.

No matter what the young Taoist person is doing, no matter how much he sees Xuanji Hou, he dares not to be so proud, but the fat man is sure that at least the name of Xuanjihou can’t scare the young Taoist.

The fat man screamed at his anger. In the past, with the reputation of Hou Fu, he could walk sideways in the Tianjing City of Nuo Da, but unexpectedly he even ran into two people who did not put Hou Fu’s name in his eyes.

I touched the gold paper with the authenticity of the Tibetan scriptures in my arms. The fat man was reluctant. He certainly knew that Lin Feng wanted this thing, but he couldn’t help but stupid: "Things? What, I don't know..."

Lin Feng’s gaze gradually became colder, and Zhu’s fat man was getting colder and colder. He quickly said: “Don’t be anxious, things are here, here.”

Everything was reluctant to take out the gold paper from his arms. The fat man carefully placed the gold paper on the ground and smirked and said: "Dao, can you leave small?"

Lin Feng took a copy, and under the mana traction, the gold paper was caught in the hand and the head did not go back.

Zhu Fatzi feels that Lin Feng’s mana for grabbing gold paper does not seem to be outstanding. His heart hesitates and observes it carefully. However, he finds that he can’t completely understand Lin Feng’s depth. He can’t help but make it again. In the spot, I saw Lin Feng leave.

Seeing that Lin Feng disappeared into the field of vision, Zhu Fatzi took a sigh of relief and quickly fled toward Tianjing City: "This is a big event. It is just right to go back and report to the lady."

The real story of the land is gone, and the fat man has a painful heart: "Damn, don't fall into the hands of your fat man, otherwise you will know that you know it."

Lin Feng did not leave, he was hiding in the woods, watching Zhu Fatzi flee to Tianjing City.

He needs a person to return to Xuanji Houfu to report, Zhu Yi can no longer **, is also a son of Xuanji Hou, was taken away, but also involved the Xuefeng country's survivors, regardless of Xuanji Hou or Mrs. Shao, will inevitably ask.

With the pursuit of the mysterious Houfu, it is necessary to contain the group of people in the gale. Lin Feng is convenient to profit from the fishermen.

Lin Feng perceives that the spar that he left for Zhu Yi should not be exposed yet. It is clearly indicating the position of Zhu Yi for him. The gale will have left Zhu Yi with the old temple and the group to the east. Mountain move.

Lin Feng was far behind them. I don't know how long it took. Lin Feng sensed the imprint of his stay in Xiao Yu and Xiao Xiao, and quickly rushed to find them.

As soon as he met, Lin Feng’s brow suddenly wrinkled.

Little is not good, Xiao Yu is in a black suit and several broken, the atmosphere is also unstable, apparently just fighting a war.

Lin Feng held his shoulder: "Who did it?"

Xiao Yu smiled: "Master is relieved, I didn't eat anything big." He paused and said: "It was just a small matter. My brother and I were wandering around in the city of Tianjing, and I saw several women who bullied women. So Then I took the tube."

"After learning a few of the disciples, I was already ready to leave. I was suddenly stopped by a short-haired middle-aged man. I have to ask where I learned from the unmovable Wang Hao. This guy is overbearing. Take me."

"He is very high, I am afraid it is a monk who built the foundation. If it is not to provoke the soldiers to patrol the city, it is very difficult for us to get out of it," said Xiao Yu, who was puzzled and raised his eyebrows: "It’s just the way the person used it." It is also not moving to the king."

The little one suddenly said aside: "The man has short hair. I saw a few rings on his head."

Lin Feng did not speak, and he already understood that although the man left his hair, 80% was a monk from the Great Leiyin Temple in the past.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yu’s unmoving Ming Wang did not attract the attention of the great Zhou Dynasty, but instead attracted Buddhist disciples.

"For the teacher is going to chase your new teacher now, he was taken away." Lin Feng nodded and looked at Xiao Yu and said: "But things can't be done, remember the way the person looks, in the future. Be sure to get back."

Xiao Yu nodded, and smiled when he was young: "I have to have a brother again?"

Lin Feng smiled and patted his little brain: "You are self-sufficient."

............

In the forest to the east of Qingyang Mountain, the gale of the gale will take Zhu Yizheng forward.

The leading black man touched the scar on his face and frowned. "Will the bitterness still come to meet?"

The person around him replied: "Not yet, we don't wait for him, always so unruly, what about the birth of the Great Leiyin Temple?"

The black man hasn’t spoken yet, and a sound like a bell sounds in the mountains: “No, it’s better than you.”

Said, a short-haired man in a gray coat walked out of the jungle, the man's face was gloomy, and the short hair on his head could not cover the six conspicuous rings on the scalp.

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