Little Stupid Wolf

The man raised his head proudly, "I'm not a lowly stupid bird."

"It's a bird man." Tang Yuan'er suddenly popped out of Nangong Ao's arms, "I've seen them~, but they wear different clothes. Father Jun said that they are the descendants of the Yi clan and humans."

Although the bird man looked surprised, he still held his head high and said disdainfully, "I didn't expect you to know a lot, but that's all there is to it."

"You want to kill us? Why?" Nangong Ao asked puzzled.

Although he also encountered some weird things, but they were not so straightforward as to kill him.

"Hehe," Birdman smiled sharply, "You have to ask yourself that." Birdman's words were unclear, and Xi Jingfeng and Ming Yu also frowned.

But the bird man didn't want to explain clearly, he let out a sharp roar, "Die—!"

Then I saw the wings behind the bird man spread out, the black feathers were like tiny flying knives, dense like raindrops, flying towards Nangong Ao and the others in a "swish, swish, swish".

"Boss, be careful." Ming Yu hurriedly clasped his hands together and formed a protective barrier.

"Bang bang bang—" the feather hit the barrier and made a crisp sound, like metal colliding.

Xi Jingfeng's face was serious, and he protected Nangong Ao and Tang Yuan'er behind him. The opponent's background was not good, and their strength should not be underestimated.

"I didn't expect you to have two tricks." After a flurry of feather knives, the birdman folded his wings, but stretched out one hand to his back and stretched it hard, and a bigger and longer feather appeared in his hand.

Holding the feather handle in his right hand, the index finger of his left hand slid over the feather. In just a split second, the black feather turned into a long sword, dark and shiny.

Ming Yu's face turned pale, "Wujin Shentu——!"

Tang Yuan'er tilted her head and asked curiously, "What is that?"

"Ancient artifact," Xi Jingfeng said in a deep voice, "destroying demons and slaughtering gods."

This time it's really not optimistic, the divine sword that even demons and gods can't do anything about, they are mere mortal bodies... Today I guess I really have to confess here...

Several people screamed in their hearts that it was not good.Only Tang Yuan'er looked at the so-called artifact for a while, then turned her head and nestled in Nangong Ao's arms, took out the small purse and began to pull the contents inside.

I took a piece of paper and looked at it, um, this is a charm given by my little daddy... I took a small pink bottle, um, this is a pill given by Uncle Snow God, it is said that it can bring the dead back to life... I took a small one Stool, this is made by Baihu (the bad guy)...

The white tiger who was far away in the magic palace sneezed, it seemed that the weather hadn't turned cold yet.

Suddenly, big eyes lit up, and Tang Yuan'er came out holding a knife the size of an index finger with her two front paws, and then threw it into the air, "Bad guy, catch it." The knife was flying in the air, and it slowly changed big.

Xi Jingfeng heard a clear and crisp voice, and heard the whistling wind in his ears, he turned his head quickly, good guy, a long black iron rod hit him.

Xi Jingfeng reached out his hand instinctively, thinking that he would be thrown on his back, but after holding it, he realized that it was so light and delicate that he couldn't feel the weight at all.

But upon closer inspection, Xi Jingfeng was terrified. He also had a black sword in his hand, and it was exactly the same as the one held by Birdman!

"What is this?" Xi Jingfeng turned his head and asked.

Tang Yuan'er raised her front paws and made a gesture of spreading her hands, "My brother gave it to me. It is said that it is called Wujinshentu."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, then looked up at Birdman neatly.

The birdman also opened his mouth wide at this time, as if he didn't believe it, and roared, "No...impossible, I am the real Wujin Shentu."

Xi Jingfeng held the hilt of the sword in his hand and pulled the two sword flowers, and he felt that it was very smooth. A good sword is a good sword.

"Hmph, if it's true, you'll know if you try it." After speaking, Xi Jingfeng raised his sword and attacked.

Birdman didn't seem to expect that a small mortal would dare to rush over, and then thought of raising his sword to resist in a daze.But with this dazed effort, Xi Jingfeng was already in front of him, and Birdman could only block his chest with his sword.

"Peng—" The two swords intersected, and there was a loud noise, and at the same time, sparks splashed brightly yellow.

Birdman only felt a stagnation in his chest, and the pressure of the opponent's sword made him almost out of breath.Birdman had a bad intuition, so he quickly retreated.

Xi Jingfeng got the first chance, how could he escape easily?He changed his style and greeted him again.

Birdman seemed to be suppressed by Xi Jingfeng, and retreated step by step. The arrogance and disdain just now disappeared without a trace, and only the strength to cope was left.

Xi Jingfeng's moves became more and more fierce, the last sweep, the bird man leaned back, barely avoiding the sword's edge, but when he stood up again, he heard a soft sound, "哧—", and then his whole body burst excruciating pain.

Birdman lowered his head, his chest was pierced by a black sword.

Xi Jingfeng raised his hand and drew back the long sword, black blood spurted out.

Birdman's eyes widened, "How do you know Ling's swordsmanship?"

Xi Jingfeng was a little confused, "This is what Master taught."

"Your master?"

"Heavenly Taoist."

"Haha..." Birdman suddenly laughed, but his eyes were full of despair, "God's will, it really is God's will, haha..." The soul was torn from the wound, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

This is the frightening thing about Wujin Shentu, whether you are a god or a demon, as long as you are hurt by it, your soul will fly away, and there will be no scum left.

With the disappearance of the birdman, the surrounding black enchantment gradually dissipated.The full moon in the sky and the dim street lamps were exposed, and not far away were young couples who were taking a walk, one pair at a time, and they didn't even realize that the thrilling thing happened here just now.

Everyone has a fear of escaping death.

"Tangyuan, how do you know that the bird man's sword is fake?" After the bird man disappeared, the sword changed back to its original feather shape, whirled in the air, and then turned into powder.

Although it is a fake Wujin Shentu, it is infused with divine power. Therefore, if it is not for the real Shentu, the power of the fake Wujin should not be underestimated.

Tang Yuan'er tilted her head, "Huh? Is that fake sword?"

Everyone is silent...

Xi Jingfeng: "..." You are playing with me.

Tang Yuan'er innocently opened her watery eyes, "I just think his sword is familiar." Then he went to rummage through his small purse, and he found it.

Xi Jingfeng silently raised his sword and returned the Tang Yuaner.

Tang Yuaner shook her head, "Brother said, if someone can use this sword one day, he will give it to him. So it belongs to you now."

Xi Jingfeng hesitated, this sword is indeed a peerless sword, he really can't put it down, but he can't have it with peace of mind if it's not his own.

"Since Tang Yuan'er said that, you can keep it." Nangong Ao said suddenly.

Tang Yuan'er blinked her eyes wide, "It's useless to leave it here anyway, maybe I'll throw it away someday." To Tang Yuan'er, Wu Jinshentu is not as attractive as Xiao Fried Fish.

Xi Jingfeng quickly withdrew his hand, flipped his wrist, the long sword turned back into a small knife, and then quickly hid it away. Such a good artifact was lost?Such a waste.

Tangyuan'er opened her eyes wide, "You can actually make it smaller?" It's amazing, amazing, "Usually I can't put it back when I take it out."

Xi Jingfeng was suddenly happy, hehe, this sword really should belong to him.

Tang Yuan'er nestled in Nangong Ao's arms, and felt two hot eyes falling on her body, Tang Yuan'er raised her head, turned to the left, Ming Yu was looking at him with a smile, turned to the right, Yao Lihua smiled That's a kindness.

Tang Yuan'er shrank her head and asked timidly, "What's the matter?"

The two pointed at Tangyuan'er's neck at the same time, "What treasure is there?"

Tang Yuan'er lowered her head, only to realize that the little purse had been forgotten and was hanging carelessly around her neck.Tang Yuan'er stretched out her claws to protect her, but it was already too late, and the two rushed forward at the same time.Tang Yuan'er watched her treasure being taken away, screaming and resisting, "I don't want you to bully people like this~" The bad guy actually robbed him!

Xi Jingfeng also approached cheerfully, "Are you human?"

Tangyuan was depressed for a while, bad guys, you are all bad guys!Then he turned his head, Zhanan Gong was proudly in his arms.

Nangong Ao just smiled and watched them fight.

Of course, Mingyu and the others were just playing around with Tangyuan, but they were also really curious. Such a small thing is even smaller than Tangyuan. How did it hold so many things?

A group of people returned to Nangongao's small apartment in a noisy manner. At this time, Tangyuan'er's small purse was almost taken out, and everyone was holding a lot of...'baby' in their arms. If you can call it a baby.

A small bench, an illegible blue book, rice paper with ghostly symbols...

Ming Yu held a piece of yellow paper and rested his chin on research, "What the hell is this?"

Yao Lihua glanced twice, "It looks like a chicken" is still painted in ink.

"Isn't it a duck?" Xi Jingfeng sat beside Ming Yu, walking dishonestly up and down with his big hands.

Ming Yu slapped off the salty pig's paw from time to time, and also stared at it.

Tang Yuan'er covered his face, could he say it was his own paw print, could he...