In that distant little black house

It was a coincidence that Zhang Jingmo found out about Zhu Yan.

He has already forgotten which life it was. He went down the mountain alone to practice in Pingrui Prefecture and lived in a shop. When Zhang Jingmo was living there, the shop lost his only son who was only six years old.

This store finally had such a single seedling, and it was lost for no reason, and it was so painful that it didn't even do business.

Zhang Jingmo had a good impression of this store, so he made a fortune teller, but the divination showed that the child had died, and he couldn't tell the store, so he had to leave quietly and change to another inn.A few days after this happened, a phenomenon suddenly appeared in Pingrui Prefecture, and the sky was filled with fire clouds, obviously a strange treasure was born.Zhang Jingmo was already close, so he went to find out for a while.

That life was the first time Zhang Jingmo saw Zhu Yan and Tian Feng and his party. Tian Feng, who was not counted, found Zhu Yan who was deep in the fire lotus after picking the fire lotus.

Zhu Yan was still in a deep sleep, so he gave Tian Feng a chance to prepare. He set up a restraint, and then sent a message to the sect, so that the sect sent another group of people to make sufficient preparations to catch Zhu Yan.

Afterwards, Zhu Yan was awakened from a deep sleep, but it was weak and could not escape Tianfeng's Wuzhi Mountain, and was soon conquered by Tianfeng.

As a bystander, Zhang Jingmo saw the whole thing through and kept it in his heart.

In the next few lifetimes, Zhang Jingmo focused his brain on this, and he came up with a method, which not only abolished Tianfeng, but also consumed Zhu Yan.

The Yin Monkey was naturally created by Zhang Jingmo. He cast a spell on the Yin Monkey and turned it into the shop's only six-year-old son, and then watched the inexperienced Lu Zhuxun take the Yin Monkey away.

Tianfeng didn't expect that someone would plot against him, and he didn't set up defenses against a six-year-old child, so he was infected with the aura of a yin monkey. Now, he not only lost the chance to ask for help from the sect, but was also blocked by Zhu Yan. The oppression is in a panic, and the danger is everywhere.

Seeing that the time had come, Zhang Jingmo, who was wearing a mask, appeared directly, and took the old man's life with a sword.

Seeing this, Tianfeng's eyes were about to burst, and he shouted: "Well, you thief, you actually plotted against me, Tianfeng, do you know who I am?"

Zhang Jingmo didn't reply a word, just held the long sword still dripping with blood, and attacked towards the sky.

Tian Feng was already being attacked by Zhu Yan constantly, but now he had to face Zhang Jingmo's interception, so he described it as becoming more and more embarrassed, and dangers arose one after another.

Zhang Jingmo's moves were fierce, all attacking the most fatal weakness, obviously he did not intend to save Tianfeng's life.

Seeing that he was invincible, Tianfeng's eyes flashed with fierceness, he suddenly stopped his body, raised his neck and screamed, the whistle was sharp and piercing, Zhu Yan was stabbed in the back by the old man's gun, when he heard the long Xiao also changed his expression, the flames on his body suddenly became weaker.

Zhang Jingmo was already prepared, he had fought with Tianfeng before, and he was seriously injured by Tianfeng's move when he didn't realize it for a while, but he already had experience at this time, seeing that Tianfeng was going to fight desperately, Then he stepped back instantly, and the aura of luck enveloped his whole body.

After Tian Feng screamed, he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, but his face seemed to be quite old. He stared at Zhang Jingmo, his eyes were full of viciousness.

Tianfeng said: "If I don't die today, I will take your life tomorrow!"

The mocking smile on the corner of Zhang Jingmo's mouth grew stronger, and he said, "Little Lizi, today I want to see if you still have the life to return to Kuchan Valley."

Tianfeng's expression changed when he heard the sound, and he said, "Who are you?"

Zhang Jingmo said with a smile: "Seeing that your life is not long today, I will let you die to understand. I am the person sent by your brother to take your life. Don't you think that there are really any brothers and friends in Dry Chan Valley?" Brotherly respect?"

Tianfeng's face became paler when he heard the words, and he tremblingly said: "Tianlu?"

Zhang Jingmo didn't say anything, and attacked towards the sky again.

Zhu Yan was also seriously injured by Tian Feng's life-threatening move. Seeing Zhu Yan and Zhang Jingmo wrestling together, it didn't move forward, and tilted its head, with a sly look in its nimble eyes.

While attacking Tianfeng, Zhang Jingmo paid attention to Zhu Yan's expression. Seeing his sharp beak open slightly, Zhang Jingmo immediately fled away from Tianfeng, and was dozens of battles away from Tianfeng.

The moment Zhang Jingmo flew away, Zhu Yan spewed a mouthful of fireworks towards the place where they were fighting. Before Tian Feng could react, he let out a miserable cry, and then turned into ashes.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingmo laughed loudly: "Master Tianfeng, you are so stupid!" After he finished speaking, he turned to face Zhu Yan, without looking at Ashes again.

However, he didn't seem to notice at all that at the moment he turned around, a faint spot of light floated out of the ashes, flickering towards the distance.

At this moment, Zhang Jingmo and Zhu Yan were eye-to-eye. He silently counted the numbers in his heart, and waited to make sure that he could no longer see the light spot, and then said to Zhu Yan: "Little thing, you still want to be with me!" fight once?"

Zhu Yan, who was called the little thing, let out a cry, flapped the wings of the flame that had weakened a lot, and faced Zhang Jingmo with a mouthful of flames.

Zhang Jingmo dodged easily, he flew into the air, and soon found the spear that the old man was still stuck on Zhu Yan's back.

I don't know what kind of material that long spear is, but it was not refined when it was pierced into Zhu Yan's body, but was firmly inserted into it. Seeing that appearance, it seemed to be sucking Zhu Yan's blood.

Seeing that Zhu Yan still did not intend to give up, Zhang Jingmo was not in a hurry, but kept harassing Zhu Yan as if teasing, preventing him from looking for food to replenish his strength.

Zhu Yan also noticed something was wrong. Although it had just opened its mind, its intuition was very keen. It soon discovered that Zhang Jingmo was deliberately delaying time, but it was unable to take out the spear stuck in its back. Let the gun keep sucking blood on his body.

Zhu Yan's blood is where the essence lies. After wrestling with Zhang Jingmo for a while, it sensed Zhang Jingmo's intention and turned around to flee.

How could Zhang Jingmo give it this chance? Seeing that Zhu Yan turned around, he took out a talisman from the Sumeru Ring, and stuck it towards Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan couldn't dodge in time, and was caught by the talisman. It couldn't beat Zhang Jingmo, and couldn't escape, so there was a look of grievance in his eyes, and it changed back to the size of a palm with a hiss.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingmo thought that the time had come, so he stepped forward and stretched out his palm towards Zhu Yan.

At this time, Zhu Yan was almost the same as Xiaoque, with the spear that had shrunk like him still stuck in his back. Seeing Zhang Jingmo stretching out his hand towards it, there was a faint golden light in his soybean-sized eyes, and there was another hiss. Then it flew to Zhang Jingmo's palm.

Zhang Jingmo had already attached spiritual energy to his palm, so that he would not be injured by Zhu Yan's flames. He was not in a hurry to take off the spear on Zhu Yan's back, but recited a spell in his mouth, and then bit his index finger. , dripped three drops of blood on Zhu Yan's forehead.

After being dripped with blood, Zhu Yan's expression became a little more weary. It chirped and pecked at Zhang Jingmo's hand a few times, obviously dissatisfied that Zhang Jingmo had lowered his strength.

Zhang Jingmo reached out his hand helplessly and nodded on its head: "It will become stronger in the future."

Zhu Yan chirped, not knowing what it meant.

After Zhu Yan gave in, Zhang Jingmo took off the long spear on its back, and threw it into the Sumi ring without looking at it. Zhu Yan was already as red as a flame, but under Zhang Jingmo's white palm, he even more It looked delicate and small, it stretched out its head and rubbed against Zhang Jingmo's palm, then barked twice in aggrieved manner, obviously wanting to beg for food.

Zhang Jingmo knew exactly what Zhu Yan liked to eat, so he took out a small blue bottle from his sleeve, then took out a few black pills from the bottle, and put them in front of Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan chirped cheerfully, then pecked down the pill.

This elixir was refined by Zhang Jingmo with the Yin Monkey, and it would be the best to feed Zhu Yan. Naturally, he would not be as defenseless as Tian Feng and the others when refining, so he did not get the breath of the Yin Monkey.

Zhu Yan ate more than a dozen pills in a row, and he was satisfied. The wound on its back was no longer bleeding, but it seemed that it would take some time to heal.

After all, it was a wound caused by a Golden Core cultivator who tried his best. If it didn't hurt the vitals, it was already very good.

Zhang Jingmo applied medicine to Zhu Yan's wound, sat on the spot and adjusted his breath for a while, then took Zhu Yan away.

When Zhu Yan was born, fiery red auspicious clouds would naturally float in the sky, which could easily attract a large number of monks. Zhang Jingmo didn't want to conflict with these people, after all, he had already obtained what he wanted.

Just half a day after Zhang Jingmo left here, a group of monks dressed in dry Chan Valley Taoist uniforms came to the place where Tianfeng was reduced to ashes. One of the women was elegant and frosty, and her face was gloomy after seeing the ashes of Tianfeng The color was actually directly sacrificing spiritual energy, and directly beheaded the trembling person beside him.

After killing the man, the cold look on the woman's face lightened slightly, and her thin lips parted slightly: "Go and find me!"

The surrounding disciples all bowed their heads and said yes.

The woman bent down and took out a small box from her bosom, then carefully picked up Tianfeng's ashes and put them in the box, she said: "Brother, don't be afraid, sister is here to avenge you."

Her mournful expression was completely different from the unblinking look just now. After she put all the ashes into the small box, she suddenly remembered something, and she raised her head and shouted loudly: "God. Feng’s spirit pearl is still there! He’s still alive! Let the thief go first, go search the nearby mountains and forests, and find his spirit pearl!”

The surrounding Kuchan Valley disciples all heaved a sigh of relief when they heard the words, Xin Dao finally saved their own lives this time.

When the woman saw this, her voice was cold: "If you can't find it, you can all be buried with him."

The disciples around promised to say yes.