fox master

In the apse, Zhan Yize had set up a sound-proof barrier, and then summoned a person. He said in a low voice, "Tell your lord, this time when our Fox Clan is fighting against the Rabbit Clan, please ask him to help in secret."

The man just nodded and replied respectfully: "Yes."

In this way, Wei Ce and Mo Qianfeng's side is not too difficult. The Fox Clan's troops are too small, and it is absolutely unbearable to face head-to-head with other clans... Zhan Yize rubbed his forehead with a headache.

Then he closed his eyes, communicating the power of the contract, "My lord, my subordinates are here." A gentle voice sounded in his mind.

Zhan Yize didn't speak, but his voice also reached Zi Qiyuan's heart over there, "Ghost Nian is fighting the Tiger Clan, and his force is less than half of Ouyang Kuang's. You led some Huangchen Zilong Clan to help secretly."

"Yes, Your Majesty, when will you want Zifeng?"

"Hehe, in a few months, it will be Tian'er's memorial day, what do you think?" Zhan Yize's laughter was cold.

"My subordinate understands."

In the Desolate Ancient Palace in the Abyss of the West Sea, a man in a purple robe sits on the main seat. His smooth black hair is tied with a purple hairband. He is as handsome as a rough jade, gentle and dignified.

His slightly closed eyes slowly opened. They had soft and delicate eyebrows, but they were full of indifference, and the deep black eyes made people feel cold.

He turned his head, looked at Zi Zhao who was standing respectfully aside, and asked, "How long have you been with this deity?"

Zizhao, dressed in military armor, took a quick step forward upon hearing the words, bowed and said, "My lord, 73 years."

"If the deity no longer stays in this Dragon Clan one day, would Zi Zhao still be willing to follow me?"

There was an indifferent smile on the corner of Zi Qiyuan's mouth, his voice was as clean as pearls falling on a jade plate, and there was a bit of coolness in it.

Zizhao was shocked when he heard the words, and fell to his knees with a plop, "Why did your lord say that?"

Zi Qiyuan's voice was still warm, and he said slowly: "You don't know why this lord made such a statement? Didn't you see enough about the Wu Clan scene?" At the end, he laughed softly.

The cold sweat on Zi Zhao's head kept pouring out, he is not a fool, Jimo Shu said, "Let this person restore his memory, and merge the souls of two worlds." He didn't hear it, "Zi Qiyuan, take your majesty and leave this place." He will not understand this sentence.

But he didn't dare to think about it, the three words "Ziqiyuan" are taboos of Huangchen Zilong Clan and cannot be mentioned.

"You only have one chance, and this deity treats you well." Seeing that his face was getting paler, Zi Qiyuan suddenly reminded him lightly.

Zizhao didn't hesitate any longer when he heard the words, and bowed directly, "Zizhao is a useless person who was abandoned by the Zilong Clan in Huangchen in the past. Today, everything and even his life are given by the master, so naturally he is only loyal to the master."

He didn't even call him "Your Majesty", but only called "Master", which naturally meant that he was following Zi Qiyuan, not Huangchen Zilong Clan Supreme.

Zi Qiyuan understood what he meant, smiled and said: "You are a smart person, but it is more appropriate to be called 'Zun Shang' on weekdays."

"Yes, my lord," Zi Zhao said hastily.

"Call Zifeng here." Zi Qiyuan ordered.

"Yes" Zi Zhao saluted respectfully, turned around and left, the meaning of His Majesty was too horrifying, and he had to digest it carefully.

After a while, Zi Feng arrived. He was dressed in a purple jacket, and his expression was still pampered. "Uncle, what did you ask me to do?"

Zi Qiyuan didn't answer him, but looked at his clothes, and praised: "Your purple clothes are very beautiful, and purple suits you very well."

There was pride in Zifeng's eyes, "Uncle likes it so much, then I will often wear this in the future!"

"Well, the fox scarf around your neck doesn't match your clothes, so take it off." Zi Qiyuan added softly.

"Okay!" Zi Feng agreed, while tearing off the scarf.

Zi Qiyuan looked at his storage ring with fox fur, his eyes sparkled.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was very shallow, "Didn't Feng'er always want to learn the move of cracking the sky fan? Uncle will teach you today."

"Really? Uncle said before that my age is inappropriate!" Zi Feng complained with some dissatisfaction.

The smile on the corner of Zi Qiyuan's mouth deepened slightly, "Now it's suitable..."

"You close your eyes, and this deity will pass on the formula to you." The Sky Splitting Fan is an inherited skill of the Huangchen Purple Dragon Clan royal family. It cannot be spoken orally, but can only be passed on through blood and spiritual power.

Zi Feng immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes tightly, and Zi Qiyuan put one hand on his back, and passed on the skill of splitting the sky fan to him bit by bit.

He showed no expression, and his expression was terrifyingly indifferent. In his other hand, he held a sky-cracking fan. The fan slowly turned into a phantom in his hand, and he slowly pushed it into Zi Feng's body. The phantom gradually disappeared into Zi Feng's body. Feng's back, but he himself didn't know anything about it.

After a while, Zifeng opened his eyes, excited, "Uncle, this exercise is so powerful!"

Zi Qiyuan smiled lightly and said: "Let Zi Zhao take you to the treasure house of the deity to get the black iron fan, you practice hard, and ask if you don't understand."

"Yes, uncle." Zi Feng was extremely happy when he heard that Zi Qiyuan wanted to give him the black iron fan. He only felt that his uncle loved him very much, but he didn't see the flash of calculation in Zi Qiyuan's eyes at all.

On the other side, after Zhan Yize explained everything, he decided to set off for the Wu Clan. He only brought Jimo Tu and Shui Xiao this time. The three of them just packed up and set off directly.

Zhan Yize knew that time was running out, so he rushed on the road for days, usually flying for four or five days before taking a rest.

He must stay once every ten days. After all, when San Wang wants to grow grass, it is not a joke. His spiritual strength has increased recently. As long as his spiritual and physical strength are sufficient, he can resist the medicine, although it is still very hard. , but fortunately, I prepared well every time, and nothing major went wrong.

One night, the three of them walked to a valley. Zhan Yize looked at the surroundings, frowned, and said, "Let's rest here today, I want to practice spiritual power." Although the valley is not very suitable, but seeing As the effect of the medicine is about to take effect, Zhan Yixuan must stay to avoid accidents.

The two of them naturally understood the reason, nine days had passed since the last time the effect of the medicine took effect, and His Majesty must have practiced to prepare for it, so they responded immediately, Shui Xiao directly observed the terrain, and figured out how to do it for his Majesty Go to Dharma protector.

The valley is very big, and Zhan Yixuan directly chose a hidden place covered by rocks. The terrain here is complicated, the road is winding, and it is covered by rocks and bushes. If people who enter the valley do not search carefully, they will definitely not find them.

Zhan Yize looked around with satisfaction, and said to Shui Xiao, "Set up the formation."

Shui Xiao replied: "Yes." He is the black fox who is best at all kinds of secret methods, especially in secret operations. At this time, it is easy to set up a formation that isolates breath and sound. He took out various materials and began to arrange.

Seeing this, Jimotu didn't wait to give orders, and took out a small bottle directly. A few black reptiles fell out of the white jade bottle, and slowly crawled towards the outer circle of the formation. The witch clan is the most knowledgeable. Motu is proficient at relying on Gu insects to convey the movement of the outside world.

The two of them fought all the way to choose the guardian, and now they cooperate, and they have already begun to form a tacit understanding.

Zhan Yixuan crossed his legs and closed his eyes, and began to practice. While absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, he sorted out the aura in his body and consolidated it little by little.

Two hours later, the little finger of Jimo Tu's right hand trembled suddenly, solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Shui Xiao at the same time, signaling him with his eyes.

The perception of the black fox clan is extremely keen, and Shui Xiao immediately released his spiritual power, using the Nayin method to listen to the movement outside.

"Fight?" He silently mouthed to Jimo Tu, and Jimo Tu nodded, and also mouthed to him: "Look again."

Even if someone entered the valley, those who came would hardly come to them. The two of them naturally chose to wait and see what happened, not disturbing Zhan for now.

Time passed by every minute and every second, but the sound of fighting became louder and louder. The sound insulation of the formation is one-way, and the sound inside cannot be heard from the outside, but the outside can be heard from the inside, so even Zhan Yichou has already noticed it Someone is approaching.

He opened his eyes, glanced at the two with serious expressions, and said: "Next time this happens, as long as I haven't said 'do not disturb', as long as I am not in a life-or-death situation, report the situation to me immediately."

There was no dissatisfaction in his tone, but it was more meaningful to mention something. The two looked at each other and agreed quickly.Zhan Yize's personality is very cautious, he always needs to know what's going on before he can feel at ease, and the two who followed him just now haven't figured out these little habits of his.

Zhan Yize was no longer practicing at this time, but was watching the movement outside together with the two of them. Shui Xiao suddenly leaned over, and his translucent body stuck to the ground. Strangely, his transparent ears were slightly melted into it. in the land.

"A total of 15 people, a few used swords, the rest mostly made the sound of knives, and one... used what seemed to be a soft whip." Shui Xiao finally said with some hesitation.

Their line of sight was blocked by rocks, so they couldn't see who was coming. The result of Shui Xiao's investigation was very rare.

Zhan Yize looked at his translucent body with great interest, and asked, "The secret method learned by the ghost world?"

Shui Xiao respectfully said: "Yes, the subordinate is now a soul body, and his perception ability is far superior to that of ordinary people, and if there is something to rely on, it can be extended exponentially."

Zhan Yizao nodded in satisfaction, a very practical ability.

After a quarter of an hour, Jimo Tu also received the news of the release of Gu insects, "Your Majesty, there are indeed 15 people, one girl uses vines, nine people use swords, and five people use knives."

He is relying on Gu insects to deliver messages, which is naturally much slower than Shui Xiao who listens directly, but it is more accurate.

Zhan Yize raised his eyebrows when he heard the word vine. There are many women who use vines in this continent, but Bo Kongkong is the only one he knows, can't it be such a coincidence?

But with Shui Xiao's formation formation ability, he can't spread the concealment formation around the person and move with the person, so that he can go out to find out while hiding his figure.At this time, the benefits of Zi Qiyuan were reflected, a portable formation was very simple for him.

Zhan Yize didn't feel anxious at all, he was very adaptable, since he couldn't see anyone at this moment, he concentrated on listening to the voice.

His waiting soon paid off, and he heard a young girl scolded: "The Bo family most taboos killing each other, you have really disgraced the Shrike clan!"

The girl's voice was a little weak, and she was obviously injured. Zhan Yize's eyes flickered, and it turned out to be Bo Kongkong, the girl he knew when he lost his memory. This is a delicate matter, whether to save or not...

He was thinking about it on his own, but he didn't wait for anyone on the other side. He only heard a shrill male voice, "You have been expelled from the Shrike clan for disobeying the order of the tiger clan and cultivating subordinates privately. Clear the door."

The sound of the sword kept coming, mixed with Bokongkong's angry voice, "I am the only direct bloodline of the Shrike clan, if it is not for the consent of Sitang and the approval of the Patriarch, no one has the right to touch me!"

"Hmph, isn't the Patriarch's order enough?"

Bo Kongkong's eyes widened all of a sudden, "Grandpa wants to kill me? Impossible!"

In just a few words, a man with a knife slashed at a man in gray. Blood sprayed his face, making the already fierce face even more ferocious, "Die!" He said harshly to Bo Kongkong.

Bokongkong's face was very ugly, seeing that there were only two people left on his side, when he was distracted, he dodged the stabbing knife, but he couldn't dodge the stabbing sword behind him.

Seeing that the sword was about to penetrate her waist and abdomen, the vine in her hand moved violently, wrapped around the neck of the enemy on the right, and with a "click", the man was killed. But there was still a bloody gash in the middle, which immediately dyed her goose yellow dress red.

A black-clothed boy not far away panicked suddenly, and the speed of his sword was quickened, and his moves were desperate. He didn't care about his own injuries, and rushed towards Bo Kongkong with all his strength, killing two people in a row with his sword.

When Bokongkong turned around, out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of Bomu's body covered in wounds, attacking like crazy.

And behind him on the right, a person was slashing at his neck with a knife. Bomu was fighting with the person in front at this moment, and he couldn't avoid the knife.

Bokongkong gritted his teeth, kicked hard, and rose into the air, chaotic green vines came out, wrapped around Bomu's waist, and with a strong shake, he narrowly escaped the sword and flew towards him.

However, she was already injured, and it was even more difficult to use strength in mid-air. The moment she threw off Bomu, a sword pierced directly into her ribs.

Her spiritual power was running low, and she didn't dodge it this time. Under the surge of spiritual power, she couldn't hold back the fishy sweetness in her throat, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Bomu seemed to be frightened, and there was a huge panic in his eyes for a moment. His bloodshot eyes were blood red, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura. He was just one step away... He swung his sword and killed another person. He finally arrived Beside Bokongkong, he grabbed her and backed away quickly.

"Kong Kong", Bo Kong grunted in his throat, and squeezed out these two words in a low voice. Bo Kongkong took out a pill and swallowed it with difficulty, "I can't die." Her voice was weak, but still fierce, giving people A vicious feeling.

Bomu didn't speak any more, only protecting him and continuing to fight, but his movements gradually became exhausted.

Bokongkong looked at the seven people surrounding her and Bomu, his eyes flashed with determination, "We are going to die here today, are you afraid?"