chirp?chirp chirp chirp!

This sudden change made the audience even more excited. They pointed their fingers at the middle of the field, and someone exclaimed: "Look! That fish moved!"

Shouts of exclamation came and went, the snakehead was held tightly by the head, its lifeless tail suddenly swung up and down twice, and there was another cry from the crowd: "Hey! If you keep hooping like this, the fish will not die. I'm killing you! Hurry up and let go!"

The rider relaxed his strength in a panic, grabbed the head of the fish, stretched his other hand under the belly of the fish, and hugged the whole snakehead with difficulty. At this time, everyone could see clearly that this was a young man who was not as weak as a crown, and he was dressed in rich clothes. , the eyebrows are in good shape, but she was crying in a mess, her face was full of tears, her eyelids were swollen, and someone in the crowd was broken again: "Huh? Isn't this the son of the Feng family who was demonized?"

It was Zhuo Xiaoyu who couldn't help but tell the young man to let go. She covered her mouth belatedly after being impulsive, and smiled apologetically at Yaozun and Xiao Lang. Xiao Lang shook his head and frowned: "Morning!" Knowing that you have this temperament, you shouldn't agree to my family, Mr. Si Chen, coming to repay your kindness."

Zhuo Xiaoyu knew she was wrong, and sighed lightly: "I'm just not used to seeing monsters suffer... let alone a fish."

The Yaozun signaled them to keep silent, the crowd around them was already chattering, and everyone talked about the anecdote of the Feng family's young master's demon robbery with great interest.

It turns out that the Feng family is a well-known big family in Yangchuan City. The great-grandfather of the Feng family once lived in a first-class official residence and served as the prince and tutor. Now the master of the Feng family was also a member of the court when he was in his prime. Rivers and lakes, no longer intervene in the affairs of the temple.

Mr. Feng is like a cloud of beautiful concubines, but his heirs are not prosperous. Originally, he had an eldest son who passed away before he could reach him, leaving behind a pair of younger sons and daughters; Feng Shenxing, he is not only the old man of the Feng family, but also the son of one of Master Feng's favorite concubines. He is definitely the star of the Feng family on weekdays.

Fearing that this old man would follow in the footsteps of his elder brother, Master Feng took good care of Feng Shenxing in every possible way. According to rumors, that family's raised boy was similar to that of an ordinary family's raised daughter. When Qiqiao went out to get some fresh air, Feng Shenxing didn't leave home easily.

But even with such airtight protection, a few months ago, Mr. Feng fell ill for no reason. Even if Qianjin's side took all the medicines, it still cured the symptoms but not the root cause. After a little cool breeze, the high fever persisted and he was half dead.

One day, Feng Shenxing fell ill again. Master Feng was very worried. He was afraid that the servant and maidservant would not serve him attentively enough. Regardless of half a hundred, he simply did it himself. sleep, easy to take care of.

Thanks to the father's intentions, Master Feng discovered that Feng Shenxing had been ill for a long time that night.

As soon as the ugly time arrived, Master Feng, who was soundly asleep, suddenly woke up, jumped out of the bed with guilt, and threw himself on Feng Shenxing's bed. When he touched it, he was so frightened that his youngest son's bed was empty with only the bedding left.

Master Feng's shock was no small matter, he fell to the ground in a panic, scrambled and bumped into the door, and wanted to call someone, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and there was only a low "ahhh" like a whimper. He pushed open the door with all his strength, but suddenly found that Feng Shenxing was walking slowly not far away.

Helping the edge of the door to stand up hurriedly, Mr. Feng shouted "Son" recklessly, and chased after Feng Shenxing. It was strange to say that he was about to catch up with Feng Shenxing, and he was only one step away from reaching out to reach someone. Suddenly, there was a thick fog all over the sky. Master Feng only felt the dense fog hit, his eyes were stabbed immediately, and tears kept streaming. He hurriedly closed his eyes and covered them with his hands. But also disappeared.

This side was talking wonderfully, but because of this sudden change in that scene, it also poked a hornet's nest.

Seeing Feng Shenxing rushing over, the monk at first hugged the fish and wailed like a mourner, then hugged the fish without saying a word, and wanted to put it on the horse's back unsteadily. The people outside pointed and pointed, their faces turned blue and purple, and finally black air appeared. When they hit the cymbal in their hands, the peaceful horse suddenly neighed wildly, and its front hooves kicked up, almost kicking Feng Shenxing, who was close to it, to the ground. .

In a hurry, Feng Shen backed away in a panic, his feet staggered unsteadily, and he leaned back. He naturally pushed his hands to the ground, and the snakehead he was holding fell to the ground immediately.

The monk let out a grin, and the cymbals flew out at the right time, spinning and cutting off the head of the unmoving snakehead. In the blink of an eye, the head of the fish was about to be cut off. Not only Mr. Feng, but also the crowd around him exclaimed in unison. But like being hit by a sap, it suddenly fell down, hit the head of the snakehead, and rolled to the ground with a "bang dang".

Feng Shenxing had already reacted at this time, crawled up to Wu Channa with hands and feet, held Wu Channa tightly in his arms again, sat on the ground, and tremblingly said to the monk: "You, you villain! You deceived my father and hurt my father. Bai Lu, do you still dare to call yourself a compassionate monk?"

The monk clapped his hands, and the cymbal moved in response to the sound, and returned to his hand. He seemed to have never heard of Feng Shenxing's accusation, and he didn't even look at him. : "Which expert hinders the little monk from eliminating demons? Why don't you show up and see?"

Seeing that no one answered, the monk sneered again, stepped forward and kicked Feng Shenxing over, snatched the snakehead from his arms, grabbed the fish tail and lifted it upside down, shaking it left and right, and said to the outside: "This black fish demon has evil intentions, Turning into a human body, intending to devour the young master of the Feng family, steal his soul, essence and blood, and replace him with another body. Mr. Feng still wholeheartedly protects this kind of evil monster, which shows how deeply this demon can deceive people. This fish demon's body and head are separated, I'm afraid Mr. Feng will still be obsessed with it!"

After he finished speaking, he lifted the snakehead up, and the cymbal swung horizontally, cutting into the body of the fish, and there was an explosion like a spring thunder outside the field: "Wait!" When Qingzhi met an opponent, she no longer bothered with the snakehead, and threw it directly to the ground, holding a piece of cymbal in each hand, with her feet apart, and looked steadily at the one who yelled.

The demon master separated from the crowd, walked slowly into the arena, only glanced at the monk, then went to the snakehead whose life or death was unknown, half-kneeled on the ground, picked up the snakehead with scars, concentrated his energy, and silently sent the monster energy in his body For this dying monster.

Zhuo Xiaoyu stared at this scene dumbfounded, then came back to his senses, and said to Xiao Lang who was watching coldly: "Brother Zhao is strong this time, why didn't you stop him?"

Xiao Lang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "No, if someone chopped off the head of the black fish and made fish head soup, he would hate me to death."

"Then...then he is also getting himself burned." Zhuo Xiaoyu sighed, and the monk had already raised the cymbal over his shoulder behind the Yaozun.

"I'm here." Xiao Lang looked at the field intently, "No one can set him on fire except me."