"Brother, do you think that magical bird is still in the mountain?"
In the dark mountains, two people were walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and one of them, a young boy, asked the other companion next to him.
"Perhaps he is no longer here.
The news of the appearance of the divine bird has been spread.
Junior brother, you have also seen it.
Many monks from other places have come to this mountain.
The divine bird has long been enlightened and will not wait for others stupidly.
Come and catch it.”
"Then our work is in vain."
"Maybe" While talking, the two of them walked to a huge rock and were about to go around it.
The young man was suddenly grabbed by his wrist by his senior brother.
He heard his senior brother whisper: "Don't move, there is something."
The young man hurriedly held his breath and raised his head to look at the rock, but saw nothing.
Just when he was about to ask his senior brother if he had seen it wrong, a flat head suddenly popped out from behind the almost huge rock.
The head was much larger than a human head, about the same size as a horse's.
There are several beautiful feathers standing on top of the head, and the night cannot cover their brilliance.
The young man turned his head and looked at his senior brother, his voice trembling with excitement: "Senior brother, is this the Chongming Divine Bird?"
"It should be."
The senior brother was also very excited.
He touched his hand to his waist and slowly pulled out a knife, "Get ready to do it."
"Yes."
The young man also drew his weapon.
The two of them exchanged glances and walked around behind the rocks, one to the left and the other to the right.
There was a sudden whirring sound, and the airflow around him suddenly became disordered.
The head of the one behind the rock stretched longer and longer, and its body with gorgeous feathers was slowly exposed.
With two huge wings flapping, a huge bird stood on the rock.
Gulu The eyes on both sides of the big bird's head moved at the same time Each eye has two pupils.
At the same time, they locked the pair of brothers The young man raised his head, his eyes met those eyes, and then his mouth opened slightly, as if he was stupid; On the other side of the rock, senior brother is in the same situation.
Big Bird suddenly blinked, and a bang-bang sound was heard.
A cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded from the heads of the brothers, and their bodies fell down with a thud.
After a while, the big bird left.
Two corpses on the ground, their chests were broken open and their hearts were missing.
Three or four miles away from the corpses of the pair of brothers, four people were walking cautiously.
They were all wearing uniform clothes with a golden lotus embroidered on their skirts.
If Meng Fan were here, they would be able to recognize him at a glance.
These four people are the disciples of Jinlianfeng of Nanwu Sect.
"Explore another ten miles.
Regardless of whether you find Chongming or not, go back and meet the leader."
One of the leading disciples said something.
"Okay."
The other three disciples nodded in response.
They had been wandering around the mountain for a whole day under the orders of Jin Fushen, the leader of Jinlian Peak, and found no trace of the Chongming Bird.
Instead, they met many monks from different forces, and naturally they were all looking for the Chongming Bird. call But when they had walked less than two miles, they encountered a strange air current.
The air current presses down from the top of the head, like a huge boulder pressing down on the body The four of them raised their heads together, looked into the sky, and saw a huge shadow of a bird.
When the huge figure left, there were already four more corpses on the ground.
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The chests were all cracked and the hearts inside were missing. call call There was blood at the corner of the big bird's beak, it flapped its huge wings, flew at low altitude, flew dozens of miles in the blink of an eye, disappeared into a mountain range.
In a dark place, the big bird opened its mouth.
Six hearts, still filled with heat, fell from the mouth with a clatter. chirp There was a little bird, the size of a Shiba Inu, with not many feathers growing on its body.
It screamed excitedly, opened its sharp mouth, and began to devour the hearts.
Big Bird's eyes showed a doting look.
There is a long scar extending out from the back of the big bird, as if it was cut by someone with a sword.
The big bird turned its head eighty degrees and gently pecked the scar with its beak. big bird It's the Chongming Bird Its double pupils are exactly the double bright pupils that Meng Fan has dreamed of getting.
After an unknown amount of time, a team of nearly a hundred people arrived at the spot where the disciples of the Golden Lotus Peak died.
The leader was a tall man with a majestic appearance.
He inspected the bodies of the four disciples with a heavy expression on his face.
This person is none other than Jin Fushen, the leader of Jinlian Peak.
"The four Pathfinder disciples were all in the late stage of Zhantian, and they all died together, as if they died at the same time."
Elder Zong walked to Jin Fuchen and said in a deep voice, "Chongming's combat power is higher than we expected.
It's quite powerful.
At least it has immortal fighting power.
If we find that bird, there will definitely be a big battle."
Jin Fushen did not deny it and nodded.
Elder Ge who was traveling with him didn't care about the life or death of the Jinlian Peak disciples.
He was very excited and muttered in his heart: "The more powerful the better."
Afterwards, Jin Fushen ordered several disciples who were good at fire spells to cremate the bodies of the four disciples who died tragically, collected the ashes, and moved on.
At the same time, Meng Fan and others were running wildly in the night, and their direction was obviously towards Jin Fushen.
Jin Lian'er ran at the front, constantly looking for the sect's secrets, Song Zheliu ran at the back, and Meng Fan ran in the middle with Li Xiaoman on his back.
At dawn, they were very close to the high mountains to the west.
"Stop it" Jin Lian'er suddenly stopped and raised her little hand.
In front of her, there was a gurgling stream, crystal clear, with water plants swaying in it.
Jin Lian'er squatted in front of the stream, picked up a handful of water, and washed her face.
The cool stream water stung her chapped lips.
"After I find my father, I will definitely return to Nostalgia City and raze the gambling house to the ground.
I will definitely vent my anger on Xiaoman.
And that guy named Yuwen Baojian will not let him have an easy time."
Jin Lian'er wiped her face with her sleeves and muttered angrily to herself.
Afterwards, Jin Lian'er asked Meng Fan to put Li Xiaoman on the ground, and checked Li Xiaoman's injuries uneasily.
She was surprised to find that the trauma on Li Xiaoman's body had almost healed, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Tell me the details of last night."
Jin Lian'er said to Meng Fan.
Song Zheliu also wanted to know what happened last night, so he came over.
"The battle was over when I went there.
There were corpses all over the ground.
They all died miserably, and Xiaoman had also fallen to the ground."
Listening to Meng Fan's story, Jin Lian'er held Li Xiaoman's hand tightly.
She took it for granted that Li Xiaoman killed everyone.
Li Xiaoman pursed her lips lightly, and thought of those men in black robes.
Without those men in black robes, she would definitely die.
She owed her life to those men in black robes.
Jin Lian'er suddenly asked Meng Fan: "Have you stripped someone's belongings again?"
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s: The third update is here.
This is the third update yesterday.
There are three more updates today.
Qingchen is an honest person, hehe
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