He yelled fast and eagerly. If it rested in the usual way, Song Ci would definitely run without wanting to turn his head, but at this moment his feet seemed to be pinned and could not move.
Feng Zhuojun grabbed his arm and turned to run, but only pulled him a poke, he turned back in doubt, "What do you do?"
"This child ..." Song Ci stared at the young man in front of his eyes, looking down from his eyebrows to his lips, looking back and forth a lot, shocked.
The child looked exactly like his cousin when he was little, except for those golden eyes.
How could he see his cousin in this place?
"Do you know?" Feng Zhuojun whispered.
Song Ci nodded, "I was a mortal when I had a cousin named Liang Yanbei, who looked so much like this child. Could it be that this is my cousin's previous life?"
"What previous life! This is the feast of Yanbei, the orthodox descendant of Qinglong Protoss, and the nephew of the protagonist of the emperor. This place should not be stayed for a long time. I advise you to leave quickly." Feng Zhuojun said in a simple and clear sentence, but explained the identity of Yanbei Thoroughly.
Song Ci's identity background behind him scared him, "then my cousin ..."
"It's all this time, do you still remember what your cousin did ?!" Feng Zhuo's anger was perverted.
As soon as Song Ci wanted to speak, he saw the footsteps of Yanbei in front of him, his eyes gradually became murderous, his right hand turned the blade and held it backhand, rushing towards Song Ci.
He jumped high into the air, pointed his sword at Song Ci's forehead, and yelled, "Monster! Come here!"
The milky voice was not in harmony with his murderous face, and instantly pulled his momentum down by half. Song Ci looked up at Yan Beida and screamed, suddenly reached out and tried, suddenly caught Feast North holding the sword's wrist.
Then one side of the back pulled down side by side, easily pressing Yanbei on the ground, pressing his right knee on Yanbei's back, and wondering, "Are you sure this is the descendant of Qinglong?"
Feng Zhuojun was in a hurry, patted Song Ci's shoulder, "Release! Quickly release!"
Song Ci twisted Xiabei's hand. The child screamed in pain, and the blade was taken by him. "This knife looks sharp. I keep it for weapons."
Having said that, he removed the right knee that was pressing Yanbei, and before he got up, Yanbei climbed up and threw a side elbow, and hit Song Ci's temple.
However, this action seemed a bit slow in Song Ci's eyes, so he hid easily, hit his head with a knife handle on Yanbei's head, and said fiercely, "I'm your cousin! Don't move your hands with me!"
Yanbei didn't know if it was hurt. She covered her head and took a few steps back. The beautiful golden eyes filled with tears instantly, and she sobbed her nose.
He glared at Song Ci fiercely, then turned around and turned into a golden light, and Song Ci grinned, "Little boy, it's annoying to be so small."
Feng Zhuojun was speechless, some helplessly said, "You have done a great disaster."
"Do n’t you hit him? Is it possible that he can get back in revenge?" Song Ci stood up, looked down at the knife snatched from Yanbei, and didn't care, "Even if he came, he wasn't afraid, anyway, he hit But I."
"Yanbei Shenjun is still young, just awakened from the seal, it is normal to lose to you ..." Feng Zhuojun looked at him with sympathy, "but his uncle ..."
Feng Zhuojun stopped talking.
"What's wrong with his uncle?" Song Ci raised his eyebrows. "Yanbei's self-esteem was so strong when he was a kid. He certainly wouldn't sue his uncle, at best, he hid secretly near us and waited for revenge."
Feng Zhuojun sighed and stopped talking.
In the depths of the Four Barren Mountains.
The shade of the tree covers the sky, and the sun shines through the gaps seen by the leaves, mottled on the ground, golden light.
For the sake of fairness, every participant of the God Hunting Club rides a mount of the same breed, and the sound of a horse hoof echoes in the silent forest.
A sigh sounded in the forest. "Feast, we only saw the brother named Zhu."
The feast song turned his head, and the golden eyes fell gently on the girl riding the black horse in the rear. "What do you want to do?"
"I think they're quite untidy ..." The girl was in a dazzling Zhuyi, with long hair with a white hairpin, and a few strands of hair floating on her forehead, quite seriously, "Why should we go and see?"
Feasting a frown, he asked sincerely, "Who doesn't you owe?"
The girl shrugged. "I don't think you're so embarrassed."
The feast raised his eyebrows and turned his head back. "I think your idea is good, just as Rong Bai isn't here, it's good to go and talk to them ..."
The girl bent her lips and laughed, a flash of excitement flashed in her eyes.
When the two were about to change directions, a cry came, and Banyan's ears moved, and he snorted, "How does this sound like my little nephew?"
As soon as the words fell, the little Yanbei emerged out of nowhere, fluttering in the arms of Yan Song, holding his neck with both hands, and complaining with a snot and a tear, "Uncle, my knife was snatched away." Woo. "
Ban Song bust him, and softly coaxed, "Xiao Bei doesn't cry, who grabbed it? Uncle helps you grab it back."
"It's a fox with two tails, and he hit me ..." Yan Bei cried one after another, and was wronged.
Yan Song patted him on the back, feeling very distressed, and said to the girl, "Zechen, I wish my brothers to let go first."
Zechen was also distressed. He drove the horse to the side of the feast and took the feast north into his arms. "Don't be afraid, Xiaobei. Let's teach the person who grabbed your stuff and let him return it to you."
Yan Bei was suddenly indented into Zechen's arms, humming, "Where is Uncle Rong Bai? Will he go?"
"He will go too, and we will help you get revenge together." The feast was quite fond of his nephew, and he raised his hand without saying anything, "Go, find Rongbai."
He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to see who the is a brave man."
On the other side, Song Ci, who did not know about it, was walking around with Feng Zhuojun, walking along the road, "don't say that the scenery of the four barren mountains is really good, it's ten thousand miles away from the name." Listen to the book www.lanren9.com
"These four hills were bare for a long time, and they didn't have any grass, so they were called the Four Barren Mountains, but then these flowers and trees suddenly grew." Feng Zhuojun said, "But after this time, these four hills have been abandoned. Mostly. "
"Why?" Song Cishun asked. "What happened?"
"This time, due to the investigation of the defiance of the hunters, the fierce beast under the mountain was not found, which led to the hunting of the fierce beasts halfway through. In the end, the fierce beasts were killed, but they also caused Casualties. "Feng Zhuojun did not hide.
"Are there such things?" Song Ci glanced at him in shock, "a little irritating."
Feng Zhuojun sneered, "I think the more exciting is still behind."
Song Ci cheerfully played with the knife in his hand, "You said, have I had a chance to go to the world? I still want to see it."
"Of course there are opportunities, depending on how you grasp it." Feng Zhuojun said, "The blood on your body is both an advantage and a disadvantage. If it is the best in the world, if you go to the demon world, I am afraid ..."
He didn't say anything in the latter half of the sentence, but Song Ci also understood that he guessed that in this era when Rongbai's name was not so loud, the monsters had no fear of him, only desire, if at this time he revealed his identity in the demon world , I am afraid that there will not be the sight of many demon kneeling, those monsters will only scramble to get rid of every drop of blood on his body.
Song Ci said, "Break your head and squeeze into the realm of God."
"There are too many people in the Six Realms who have this idea of you." Feng Zhuojun said, "God Realm is at the top of the Six Realms. Who doesn't want to go? But not everyone can go. Come on."
Although he did not agree with Song's resignation, he came all the way after all. He did not want Song to return empty-handed, and he could help as much as possible.
But if Song Ci's failure to heed persuasion caused trouble, he could not help it.
Feng Zhuojun saw a tall black horse in front of him, and immediately sat a woman in a red dress. In a blink of an eye, those black eyes became red. After seeing Song Ci, he tilted his lips and whispered, "Find Now. "
Song Ci stopped walking, clearly feeling the pleasure coming from the girl's eyes, and whispered, "The visitor is not good."
Feng Zhuojun didn't respond to his words. He tilted his head and looked at it. I don't know when Feng Zhuojun has disappeared. His voice came from his ears. It was very serious. "Song Ci, listen carefully. This one in front of you is the Phoenix Protoss The little princess, named Zechen, advocates violent solutions to all problems, and she loves fighting. She must not confront her. "
Song Ci moved his heels, took a half step back, suddenly turned around and wanted to run, but saw that behind him did not know when someone came. The man was riding a black horse like Zechen. His golden eyes were full of pride, and he looked down. With Song Ci, there was still an angry Yanbei in front of them. Although the faces of the two did not look like each other, the golden eyes were withdrawn.
He recognized this man as the Golden Eyed Man who had previously drawn him into the counter-yin and yang array, and met him at this moment, his knees could not help but feel weak, as if there was an invisible pressure.
"This is the uncle of Yanbei Shenjun, and later the Lord of the Six Realms, His Majesty the God, I advise you to still ..." Before Feng Zhuojun's words were finished, Song Ci had turned his direction.
He instinctively felt the oppression in the blood of the feast.
But as soon as he turned around, he straightly lingered in the local area.
I saw the black man sitting in front of him, wearing white robes in gold and white robes, with snow-colored long hair draped over the golden clothes, and black wooden clogs fixed a part of the hair, and the wind blew from his back. Flicking his hair slightly to his face, also brought the taste of his blood under Song Ci's nose.
Familiar atmosphere, strange whiteness.
He was sitting upright, and was slowly pulling a black bow to the full string. There was a light tap on the blue eyes, as if he was aiming at Song Ci, and the sharp arrow on the bow was ready to go.
After seeing Song Ci looking at himself, a sweltering smile evoked on his stunning face, with fatal charm.
Song Ci stared at him dullly, and his heartbeat, which was still steady, was knocked violently at this moment, beating wildly and madly.
I don't know if it is because of the ultimate threat to life or because of such tolerance.
"This is ..." Feng Zhuojun said for a moment and stopped. "You don't need to introduce me anyway, so you don't provoke the feast Bei Shenjun. You don't listen. Is it more exciting?"
Song Ci was surrounded by three people in a triangle. When he was still, everything was relatively still, only the wind became stronger.
The wind lifted Rong Baixue's long hair entangled in the black bow, as if covered with a strange pattern. After a short stop, Rong Bai's fingers were loosened, and the black arrow was out of the light blue light. Quickly towards the Song Dynasty shot.
The distance between the two was not far, and the speed of the black arrow was astonishingly fast, but Song Ci was motionless without any thought of hiding.
Feng Zhuojun said anxiously, "Hurry away!"
Song Ci turned a deaf ear, his eyes sinking, and suddenly he extended his right hand, facing the feather arrow coming straight, as the feather arrow was getting closer and closer, and his dark eyes were stained with a flash The fading blue waved his hand aside, and a dazzling scene appeared.
The black arrow that fired seemed to be directed by Song Ci, and then turned in a hurry, flying toward Dust, and Dust just tilted his head slightly and avoided it easily.
Rong Bai smiled for a moment, lowering the bow in his hand, staring at Song Ci, provoking a touch of curiosity.
Song Ci ’s heart almost broke through his chest, but he was still calmly dressed. He knew that he was able to take control of Douglas. Although he was not skilled enough, this simple command was more than enough .
He couldn't help feeling a little proud, so the moment he lifted his eyes, he smiled at Rong Bai, revealing some white teeth.
But he didn't know that the other four people who laughed at the scene all had a provocative meaning.
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