It is said that Shizun is a devil

Han Jing was trapped in a little puppet and watched Han Jin follow Han Yu and Fu Wang to fly westward. The clown bird sensed the change in Han Jing's breath, got out of the pet bag, and stood in Han Jin's place in a daze. On the sword, facing Han Jin, looking at Han Jing who was protected by Han Jin in his palm.According to the taste of the soul, it can be sure that this is Hanjing, but how did Hanjing become so small, much smaller than itself!

Han Jin glanced at it and stopped paying attention.The clown bird jumped onto Han Jin's arm protecting the doll across his chest, and rubbed his head against Han Jing's cloth face.

The face of the clown bird was too horrible to look at up close, not to mention that it was magnified several times in the eyes of Han Jing now, but Han Jing felt a little bit of sanity after being rubbed.He was trapped in the puppet. Although he couldn't feel the wind, he couldn't feel the temperature either. The warm feathers on the clown bird seemed much softer.

Han Jin changed from holding a puppet in his arms to holding a puppet and a bird in his arms.

After Han Jing turned into a puppet, he didn't know if he could speak, and he was too angry to open his mouth, so he saw a group of people flying to the beach and landing in a place that looked familiar.Although the eyes are familiar, Han Jing's head is not enough, and he can't remember where it is, but Han Jin feels a sudden tremor.He quickly stretched out a soft little hand to rest on the back of Han Jin's hand, and immediately remembered that he was having an awkward fight with Han Jin and wanted to withdraw his hand. After struggling for a long time, before he retracted his hand, Han Jin held it without even showing his fingers. hands lightly pinched.

Han Jing immediately folded her hands and hugged her chest, and snorted to show her attitude!

Han Jin was as good-tempered as ever and was not angry.Apart from people like Ping Bofeng, there were dozens of monks who were carrying or holding all kinds of magic weapons at the seaside. When they saw Hanyu falling down, they didn't speak. They all silently bowed their hands, and Hanyu was also silent Show your hand back.Although he is small, his expression and imposing manner are full. It doesn't seem that he can't blend in. On the contrary, it is easy to recognize who is the leader at a glance.

The others did not express any surprise or doubt about Han Jin's appearance, Han Jin also bowed his hands very naturally, and the rest of the people also returned their salutes one after another, and a group of people walked quietly towards the sea.They are all people with cultivation bases, not sticking to boats, stepping on the water and walking in lively, far away, the land disappears behind them, surrounded by endless ocean, people walking on the water, I can't tell the east, west, north and south, it's all shimmering light, I can't tell where I am at all.But Han Yu seems to be able to tell the way he wants to go in this place where it is difficult to distinguish time and space. At least Han Jing can't see that he has lost his way.

After walking for a day and a night, Han Yu finally stopped in front of a stone island. This stone island was not only familiar to Han Jing, but he also remembered the name of this stone island.

Jingnan Stone Forest, the place where he lost his body.Not only Han Jin, but also Han Jing himself trembled. He was indeed not afraid of death, nor was he afraid of being accidentally injured by Han Jin again, but what if, what if he really disappeared this time, how would Han Jin survive.He stretched out two small cloth hands to hold Han Jin's hand that was still trembling slightly as he tried to suppress it, and the eyebrows and nose on the face made of cloth also extruded a caring arc.

Han Yu had already landed on the island, and Han Jin stood still on the water outside the island. Fuwang looked at Han Jin strangely, and pushed him behind Han Jin's back with both hands: "Master, let's go, let's go, we're here."

When Fuwang pushed, he didn't use his spiritual power at all, but Han Jin used all his strength to fix himself in place, turned his head slightly, and looked at Fuwang behind him: "I won't go."

Fuwang stretched his neck from behind Han Jin to look at the backs of Han Yu and the others. They landed on the island and didn't stop there. They just slowed down. Because of the actual situation, he walked very slowly, but Fuwang was still a little anxious: "What's the matter, Master, let's go, the master has gone far."

Han Jin insisted: "I won't go, you can go to your master, anyway, whether I go or not will not affect your plan."

Fuwang was a little anxious: "Master, those bad gods will come soon, it's very dangerous for you and Master to be outside."

Han Jin looked down at Han Jing, and Han Jing raised his head and looked into Han Jin's eyes through the thin fabric.Han Jin's eyes were a little empty, Han Jing shook his head, and Han Jin stuffed the puppet and the bird into Fuwang's arms: "Take the two of them in, I'll wait for you outside. I'll take care of those immortals when they come." rhetoric to deal with."

Fuwang hugged the puppet and the bird, lowered his head and looked at the puppet, both of them understood each other's thoughts: "No, Master."

Han Jing also said: "No, Jin'er, although I still don't know what happened, but what Shizun and you are going to do must be an enemy of those immortals, you can't take this risk. Let's go in together , if you still get tricked like last time, Fuwang and Shizun will help you."

Han Jin was very disobedient this time, although he didn't say no to Han Jing, he still didn't move.

Fuwang looked at the puppet Han Jing for help. Although the details of this puppet are insufficient, it is still cute. Although the nose and mouth are not exquisite, they were not omitted directly. What is rare is that it can be made with Han Jing's soul Seeing the general expression, Fuwang winked when he saw Han Jing.

Fuwang: "...what do you mean?"

Han Jing: "..." This idiot, it doesn't matter if he can't read his eyes, but he still asks so bluntly!

Han Jing whispered behind Han Jin's back: "You knock him out and knock him out."

Fuwang suddenly realized, oh oh twice, looked at Han Jin, eager to try.

Han Jin: "..." Forget about Han Jing, no matter how Fuwang doesn't look very smart.

Han Jin was suddenly not at ease in handing Han Jing over to Fu Wang, but Rengui had self-knowledge, Han Jin could stay outside by himself, and he could never stay outside with Han Jing, he dared not respond to his cowardice and incompetence Let Han Jing take a little risk. Seeing Han Yu walking in calmly, he could only grit his teeth and walk up with the idea of ​​trusting Han Yu.

Stepping on the soft sand, before leaving a few footprints, the fog has begun to spread, Han Jin grabbed Fuwang's wrist, and said in a hurried voice: "I have clearly killed the fog demon, why is there still fog?!"

Fuwang glanced around in a daze: "Master, this mist is the mist of the Milin Formation. The one you killed could only be because the environment is suitable and you just live here. It has nothing to do with these mist."

Han Jin seemed unable to accept it. He felt unsafe holding the puppet in his arms, carrying it behind his back, handing it over to Fuwang, and tying it around the clown bird's neck.

Han Jing was tossed and tossed by him, but he couldn't find a safe place to deal with it. He couldn't hold any anger in his heart, so he immediately asked, "Can the Milin Formation confuse people's minds?"

Fuwang said: "Yes, yes, but the master knows the way to enter the formation, so if you follow the master, you will be fine."

Han Jin immediately walked quickly and squeezed to Han Yu's side.

Fuwang: "..." Mistress is indeed still Mistress, she knows current affairs like this!

Han Yu took a look at Han Jin who was pushing over, and stretched out his hand to pull a man in black, so that the man in black and Han Jin who was pushing over were lined up on the left and right.Han Jing took a look at the man in black who was respected and taken care of by his teacher. The man also happened to look at Han Jin and the puppet in his arms. Han Jing saw the man nodded slightly to Han Jin. Also nodded back.

Han Jing himself also felt that the person looked familiar, and he should have met him before, but he couldn't remember the name for a while.

Since the two sides nodded to each other, Han Jin was not a cold person, and took the initiative to talk about the past: "Where is your Caifeng?"

The man's expression was flat: "He's dead."

Han Jin choked for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Sorry."

The man shook his head slightly: "It's okay, I'm used to it, and it's fine to be alone."

Han Jing looked at that person, feeling a little sorry for him.

"A fairy is coming." Someone in the team suddenly shouted.

Han Yu and the others continued to move faster without looking back, while Han Jing turned his head and glanced at the sky behind him.Because it wasn’t long before I came in, the fog wasn’t so thick that I couldn’t see things clearly. Han Jing saw a waterfall of stars leaking out of the sky. The Bridge of Stars was extending toward the stone forest at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon landed on the water outside the island without splashing a single wave.

Fuwang retreated to the end of the team as if facing an enemy.He may be the youngest in the team except Clown Bird, but he is the first to stand up, and everyone, including Fuwang himself, thinks this is a matter of course.

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Double Eleven this year, still a single dog