Chapter 1740: One word

1740
However, it was just a stunned moment. Soon, it seemed to detonate the explosive again in the mind. The whole body frantically twisted and tried to throw Ye Fan out!
Ye Fan couldn’t help but see that this guy was really burning his head.
If there is nothing else, he can leave it alone and let Xiaojin fight with this group of poisonous insects.
The problem is that in the ancient fairy world, there may be monks who may be wrong with Xiao Jin.
I have to be busy going to other places to see the situation of the mutant monster. The time is tight and it is impossible to keep it around.
"Xiaojin, don't blame me, don't wake you up, can't take you away."
After Ye Fan recited a sentence, he flew up and gathered behind the dragon scale sword wing, vibrating the sword wing, aiming at Xiaojin’s head, it was a kick!
"boom!"
Although this foot goes down, at least a few tons of weight, in terms of the protection of the small gold, naturally does not really hurt it, just give it some stimulation.
Xiaojin turned his head and immediately opened a huge mouth toward Ye Fan, and he wanted to eat Ye Fan into his stomach!
Ye Fan flew down to the valley in the middle of the two mountains!
Ye Fan flew in front, and Xiao Jin chased after him in the back.
When entering a narrow enough place, Xiaojin's wings could not be opened smoothly. A large number of rocks were smashed and fell from both sides, just falling on Xiaojin's wings.
With the help of hundreds of tons of rock falling on both sides, Ye Fan turned his head and slammed his foot on the little golden head!
Xiao Jingang had to force himself to take off again, but he was dizzy and fell into the canyon.
Ye Fan seized the opportunity, and went up again with a punch, and then used Longwei to shake it.
Although avoiding some key parts such as Xiaojin Qishen, the strength of Ye Fan's two-fold disintegration, playing a few tons, or even dozens of tons of heavy punches, can be enough to wake up Xiaojin.
After playing for three minutes, Xiaojin finally got dizzy, and the huge head fell down, spit his tongue, his eyes turned white, and he passed out.
Ye Fan waved his hand and let the flying sword in the air fall into the canyon with blue rain.
When the blue rain looked at the air, he was distressed and dying. He hurried to jump down and ran to Xiaojin. "Ye Fan, why are you so embarrassed? The patron saint will not be killed?"
"You save your mind, I didn't have a punch to hit it. This is a coma." Ye Fan is a little tired. This is no more than a sword killing. "You don't know how to force your fists and stun." Big guy, how hard it is."
"What do we do now?" asked Lan Yu.
Ye Fandao: "I will let you down and see if you have a way to wake it up."
"I will give the patron saint a poisonous pill, although I don't know if it helps." When Lan Yu took out a few bottles and cans from his body, he poured out a bunch of small pills in his brain.
The pill is there, but how to let Xiaojin eat it is a problem.
Fortunately, Ye Fan’s strength is superior, and after forcibly picking up Xiaojin’s head, he opened his mouth.
When the blue rain saw the opportunity, all the pills were thrown in.
This greedy snake is also really love to eat, in the case of coma, even found something imported, instinctively rolled up the tongue, swallowed the pill...
Ye Fan and Shi Lanyu looked at each other and could not help but laugh and cry.
Ye Fan was afraid that this pill was not enough. He also took out some pills that raised the ingredients of Shenzhi, and also threw them into Xiaojin’s mouth.
Nowadays, there are not many raw materials for raising the gods in his hands. Most of them are made into medicinal herbs and distributed to the people around them.
After all, like the of the gods, this fairy grass, even in the ancient fairy world is very rare, so Ye Fan is not willing to send a strain to Xiaojin to eat.
Fortunately, Xiao Jin’s resilience is amazing. After eating these refreshing pills and cleaning up the toxins, the scarlet in the eyes gradually dissipated and returned to the original gold.
"Call...call..."
Xiaojin gave a low nose, and the big eyeball turned and saw the leaf sail and the blue rain standing in front of him, and suddenly showed a feeling of relatives.
Even if you can't talk, it's just a look, and the two can feel the wisdom of Xiaojin.
Ye Fan went up and touched Xiaojin's face and smiled and said: "You are a snake, you are getting bigger and bigger, running the ancient fairy spirits, not afraid of being caught by those monks as pets?"
As soon as the words were finished, Ye Fan unexpectedly came to mind, and there was a spiritual thought, like some kind of telepathy, very mysterious...
Although it is not the language that speaks, it allows Ye Fan to basically understand the meaning.
This idea is probably saying "I didn't mean it."
Ye Fan squatted down and looked at the innocent little gold, only to realize that this is what Xiaojin is sending to him! ?
Can not help, Ye Fan remembered the original beast Lu Wu, you can directly speak and speak, it seems that Xiaojin has not reached that level, but there is also the trend!
"Good guy, how many good things have you eaten, how is the progress so big?" Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh.
Listening to the meaning of the elder flower, the little gold is the cultivation of the earth.
Ye Fan believes that although Xiaojin is in the strength of the spirit, Xiaojin has grown too fast. Most of the time, he will have the opportunity to become a long-lived, even a dragon beast.
That "wild wild animal", Ye Fan also has a copy of his hand, which contains some of the content of the practice of the monster.
The evolution of the Wicked Beast is different from that of the human monk. There is no multi-level difference between its knot and the spirit.
Human beings will divide people, earth, heaven, earth, heaven, and spirits because of the different roads they have learned.
Can be a beast, the knot is the knot, the plastic spirit is the plastic spirit, there will not be too many restrictions.
Because the process of the sacred beast is in fact a process of comprehending the heavens. Therefore, the cultivation of the sacred beast is generally difficult to get started, but the promotion is easier than human beings.
In other words, Xiaojin’s
land spirit
is only at this stage of strength, and it is not the ability to go to the
Fairy Spirit
in the future, nor does it affect its pursuit of a higher realm.
This may be that there must be something wrong, human beings know nature to practice, and the beasts are not known by nature.
So God is fair, so that human beings need to pay more for heaven and earth, and beasts need to pay more.
"Ye Fan brother, the patron saint talked to you? Really fake? I also want to talk to the patron saint..." When the blue rain was very excited, she used Xiaojin as a family.
Xiao Jin is quite proud of raising his head. It seems that no one can talk to it.
Ye Fan jumped directly and was a fist on the head of this greedy snake. "What to install!? Say something to Xiao Yu!! Thank you for helping me wake up!!"
Xiaojin was stunned, but it was a little scared by Ye Fan. Although it was uncontrollable when it went crazy, the memory is still a little bit.
It knows that Ye Fan is trying to help it, not being smashed by the few monks, but it hurts to fight.
It can't figure out, how can a human being have such great strength? I lived for thousands of years and saw it for the first time...
In desperation, the proud Xiaojin had to come up with an idea, and said to the blue rain "thank you."
When the blue rain was overjoyed, he happily jumped and jumped, rushing over to kiss him on Xiaojin’s white gold big belly.
Looking at the little human girl and holding it again, Xiao Jin’s eyes showed a touch of warmth.
It has been a patron saint of thousands of years in the gods, and it is not a descendant of the gods. It has a unique feeling of embarrassment.
Although Ye Fan felt that the picture was very warm, but there was still a lot of things to help, so he asked directly: "Xiao Jin, why did you attack the nest just now? Is it for the mother insects inside?"
Xiaojin’s huge head nodded, as if he was learning human movements.

Why?
asked Ye Fan.
As a result, Xiao Jin passed a message to him, and Ye Fan’s face was stiff, because the whole meaning was summed up in one word: make up.