Big Brother is great again

"Heh, heh, I forgot to exercise just now." The young man endured the pain from his calf and said with a forced smile.

He never dreamed that a silly-looking spirit beast would have such sharp claws!His physical strength is beyond the reach of ordinary Nascent Soul mid-stage spirit beasts!Could it be that this stupid tiger has the strength of the late Nascent Soul?

Hearing the young man's words, Dahong gestured 'please' in a humane manner, signaling the young man to work hard.

The young man was very embarrassed. He had already defended with all his strength just now, but he still couldn't stop it, so it's still a fart!

"Hehe, brother, your spirit beast is really interesting. I'm Li Hei, I don't know brother Gao's name." Li He put aside the topic and cupped his hands at Chen Feng.

In fact, Chen Feng was quite annoyed by this kind of familiar strangers. The previous acquaintances were all greedy for Chen Feng's wealth. Could it be that he was greedy for Dahong's beauty this time?

Chen Feng didn't respond to Li Hei immediately, but turned his head to look at the silly and cute Dahong, and suddenly realized that if he didn't know Dahong's gender, he really couldn't tell whether Dahong was a male or a female

"Ahem, my name is Fengcheng." Chen Feng made up a random name.

"It turns out that Brother Fengcheng has admired him for a long time." Li Hei said, cupping his hands.

Chen Feng was disdainful in his heart, and he was another guy talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Chunfeng casually said a few words, but turned around and didn't want to pay attention.

Seemingly seeing Chen Feng's impatience, Li Hei finally stated his ultimate goal: "Brother Fengcheng, if I'm not mistaken, your spirit beast should be the purple-eyed red flame tiger."

"Huh? You know?" Chen Feng glanced at Li Hei. To be honest, it might not be surprising that the purple-eyed red flame tiger was recognized in Nanzhou. Just something.

"Hey, not only do I know the purple-eyed red-flame tiger, I also have a purple-eyed red-flame tiger, and it's a female. Look at the thing behind your head, it's a male tiger." Li Hei said with a smile .

Fuck!He really came here for the red beauty!

Hearing Li Hei's words, Dahong next to her was excited, and her tiger tail swayed wildly like a dog's tail.

Tigress, that's a tigress, the tigress who has been thinking about it for several years is now in front of her eyes!How can this make it not excited?

"Woof!" Dahong yelled, and arched Chen Feng's thigh.

"You bastard, can you be more reserved." Chen Feng scolded with a smile.

Li Hei on the side just smiled when he saw this, with an inexplicable gleam in his eyes.

Chapter 3 Ten I'm Looking for Shan Yingying

For the sake of the tigress in Li Hei's hand, Chen Feng chatted with him a few more words.

During the chat, Chen Feng learned that Li Hei was here to participate in the once-in-a-hundred-year selection meeting of the Holy Son of the Emperor Blood Demon Sect.

It stands to reason that the Holy Son of the Emperor Blood Demon Sect is completely hard to choose among the male disciples in the sect, but the Emperor Blood Demon Sect is not only ruthless to others, but also ruthless to its own people. One person becomes the contemporary Holy Son or Holy Maiden, and after selection, the vacated position of Holy Son or Holy Maiden is selected for the entire continent. Even disciples in their own sect need to go through corresponding procedures for selection and advancement.

In this way, the elite disciples in the Emperor Blood Demon Sect will not limit their eyes to the sect from the very beginning, but will look at the entire East Continent, or even the entire continent!

This kind of cruel competition is also reflected in other fields of the Emperor Blood Demon Sect. The selection of the Holy Son or the Holy Maiden is just one of them. It is precisely because of such rules that the combat effectiveness of the younger generation of the Emperor Blood Demon Sect has always been The top existence among the four major sects, often one or two young people can lead the times for hundreds of years!

This time, the sect master of the Emperor Blood Demon Sect has only one daughter, so he should be a saint. As for the candidate for the saint son, the registration was open five months ago, and now there is only one month left before the registration ends. All those who participate in the selection can run for the Holy Son.

After listening to Li Hei's words, Chen Feng politely asked Li He how sure he was, but the other party smiled and honestly confessed that he came here for a formality, and the purpose was just to see the demeanor of young talents.

Chen Feng could only laugh dryly at this, and repeatedly praised Li Hei for his good attitude.

As the team moved forward, Li Hei's team was a little faster, so Chen Feng and Li Hei separated after exchanging messages.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Chen Feng finally arrived not far from the gate of the Emperor Blood Demon Gate. Standing here, Chen Feng could finally see the whole picture of the gate standing not far away with his 1.8-meter stature.

Previously covered by strong men like iron towers in front of him, Chen Feng couldn't see the entire gate of the Emperor's Blood Demon Gate, but now he glanced at it and sighed in his heart.

really poor.

The whole body of Zixiaozong's mountain gate is carved with gold-rimmed amethyst stone. The carvings on it are lifelike and shining in the sun. Whether you look at it from a distance or a close view, you can see a word on the mountain gate: moat.

Look at the mountain gate of Emperor Blood Demon Gate. If Chen Feng is not blind, the material of this mountain gate should be the same as that of the bluestone slab on the side of the road. Maybe some formations have been added to make it look a little brighter. As for mossy spots.

Seeing this mountain gate, Chen Feng suddenly felt sad for Sha Hun and the others. With such a poor sect, they can still have such great strength, probably all because of their hard work.

While Chen Feng was looking at the mountain gate, the people in front had already signed up and it was Chen Feng's turn.

Chen Feng stepped forward, and a disciple wearing a dark red sect costume was sitting behind a table under the mountain gate. There was a roster on the table. The disciple turned over the roster with a writing brush and asked without looking up: "Name, age, where is the person, cultivation geometry"

"I'm not here to participate in the selection of the Holy Son, I'm here to find someone." Chen Feng said.

Hearing this, the disciple raised his head to look at Chen Feng, and at the same time Chen Feng was also looking at this disciple.

"Who are you looking for? Is there anything like a token?" the young disciple asked.

"I'm looking for Shan Yingying, here is her token." Chen Feng said, and took out the token that Shan Yingying gave him.

The young disciple was a little surprised when he heard the name Shan Yingying. After seeing Shan Yingying's token, he stood up from behind the table and said excitedly, "You actually have the token of the saint!"

"Huh? Saintess?" Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, Dan Yingying never said that!

But having said that, Shan Yingying is actually the saint of the Emperor Blood Demon Sect. saint!

"Ahem, since the token has been given to you, can you take me to see her?" Chen Feng said with a dry cough.

Hearing the words, the young disciple gradually put away the shocked expression on his face, then looked at the token in his hand again, and looked at the fine clothes on Chen Feng, half convinced in his heart.

In Dongzhou, those who can wear fancy clothes are basically the outstanding children of some big families. The rest of the people are basically wearing mandarin jackets or directly upper body. The area of ​​​​the minefield in Dongzhou is too wide, and some vegetation cannot survive normally due to the impact. Therefore, it is relatively scarce, and the price of any piece of Chinese clothing is around ten high-grade spirit stones, which other monks cannot afford!

"Since you have the saint's token, I'll let you know. As for whether the saint will see you, that's none of my business." The young disciple said.

"I'm sorry, by the way, my name is Chen Feng."

At the very center of the Emperor Blood Demon Sect, a grand hall with a height of [-] meters stands in the very center of the sect, and it is the tallest building in the sect.

This hall is the main hall of Emperor Blood Demon Sect, named Tianmo Hall.

The Temple of Heavenly Demon is divided into [-] floors from top to bottom. The top ten floors are the forbidden area of ​​the sect, and there are powerful restrictions. Except for the suzerain and some elders, no one else can get close to the forbidden area. It is the place where the sect master and the saintess live to isolate the general attack of the spiritual sense defense. Under normal circumstances, the sect master and the saintess will practice in the practice area of ​​the sect, and the sect master can't go out of the practice area for a few days all year round. Only the saintess would occasionally leave the practice area and come to the Tianmo Temple to rest for a period of time.

The fifth floor of the Temple of Heavenly Demon.

This is the residence of the saintess. At this time, Shan Yingying, the saintess of the Emperor Blood Demon Sect, is sitting in front of the mirror in the boudoir, sighing, with a hairpin constantly folded in her hand. Changing various forms, sometimes bent and sometimes twisted, and finally snapped from the middle with a 'ding' sound.

"It's so annoying!" Shan Yingying complained in a drawn-out voice, and at the same time threw the hairpin that had been cut into two pieces directly on the ground.

"The messenger has been out for a month, why hasn't he replied yet, could it be that he was hijacked halfway?" Shan Yingying said.

A month ago, Shan Yingying wrote a letter to Chen Feng, and sent a shadow guard to deliver the letter, but almost a month passed, not only did Chen Feng not reply, even the shadow guard disappeared , as if evaporated in the world!

"Miss, there is a message from your messenger talisman." Outside the boudoir, a cold female voice came.

"Come in, how many times have I told you that you can just come in if you have something to do, you don't have to bother." Shan Yingying said without turning her head.