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The blood-red thunder with the thickness of an arm streaked across half of the sky, and slashed straight at the standing man.

Ye Hong roared: "Rong Jin!"

"I'm here." He was immediately hugged tightly, "Brother, I'm here."

"It's okay, brother, wake up, I'm fine."

Ye Hong's body shook and he woke up.

"Brother, where is this?"

Rong Jin stuffed a pillow behind him, "An inn. Brother, let's wait for your injury to heal before we set off, shall we?"

Ye Hong really didn't have much strength, "Well, I didn't expect the polar ice fields to hold you back."

Rong Jin withdrew his hand, looking serious, "Brother has been helping me, how could it be a hindrance?"

"Ouch..."

Ye Hong was stunned for a moment, then calmly pulled out the little gray wolf that had huddled into a ball.

"How did you bring it out?" Ye Hong frowned, "I wonder if it's weaned? Are you going to raise it?"

Rong Jin paused for a moment, "Well, it was holding on to my brother's clothes, so I brought it back. I named it Maotuan, which is a cheap name to make a living. I fed it some spiritual grains yesterday. The porridge should be fine."

Ye Hong stuffed the hairball back into Rong Jin's arms, "Then you can keep it, for fear that it won't be able to bear it in the polar ice field."

Rong Jin was flustered for a moment, "Master, brother, don't you like it?"

Mao Tuan whimpered, jumped to the palm of Rong Jin's hand and looked at Ye Hong with wet eyes.

"It looks delicate and tender, I'm afraid it will be hurt." I don't know if it was his illusion, but Ye Hong felt that Rong Jin was not the same as usual, and the appearance of holding the hairball in his hand was a bit childish.

Thinking of Rong Jin's age, Ye Hong's heart softened. No matter how strong he is, he is still just a young boy with a weak crown. It is only natural that he would like such a cub.

"It looks like a juvenile Howling Moon Silver Wolf, but it just doesn't know why its fur is gray."

"Maybe the blood is not pure." Rong Jin said casually, "Brother, don't you want to give it a hug? Its fur is very soft, and it won't bite."

Ye Hong took Mao Tuan over again, patted Mao Tuan's head, "Do you like cubs?"

"It's, it's okay, I can't say whether I like it or not." Rong Jin stood up quickly, speaking quickly, "There seems to be something moving outside, I'll go and have a look, and I'll be back in a while."

Originally, it was just a casual excuse, but Rong Jin felt an unusual fluctuation as soon as he took a step.

In the next second, the Four Elephant Pagoda stood in front of the two of them.

Rong Jin said sharply, "Who?"

A girl's giggling laughter came, and a human figure slowly appeared in the center of the room.

"Why is it so fierce? They kindly came to tell you the whereabouts of the ghost knife."

The disaster that day was caused by her, but now she is not ashamed at all, and she appears here majestically, as if she came to help them with good intentions.

Ye Hong sneered, "Oh? It turns out that the little demon girl is here."

The girl pursed her lips: "I hate it, you are not polite, how can you call me like that? She is called Lin Xiaoxian, not a little demon girl."

Rong Jin took back the Four Elephant Pagoda, "Whether you are a fairy or a demon, since you dare to scheme against us, you must be prepared to pay the price."

Lin Xiaoxian screamed and dodged to the side, leaving only a dark hole where she was originally.

"You actually want to kill me... The ghost head knife forced you to jump into the abyss of rebirth, don't you want to seek revenge from them?"

Ye Hongdao: "If it weren't for you, we would have left the Xuancang Realm long ago, how could there be any subsequent incidents?"

Lin Xiaoxian said: "I, I...you still say me, he must have eaten my baby-raising pill, otherwise how could he conceive a baby so quickly? Hmph, it's so fierce after using other people's things...Ahhh, bastard! "

Rong Jin threw out the newly refined core nails one by one, just to test their power, and had time to talk to Ye Hong: "Why do you need to talk to her, brother?"

Seeing that Lin Xiaoxian was surrounded by the piercing nails, she suddenly took out a talisman in her hand, muttered something silently, and disappeared suddenly from the spot in the next second.

Rong Jin retracted the Cruciatus, and felt a spatial fluctuation when he walked forward: "Is it an advanced escape talisman?"

Ye Hong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Why, you, the great Nascent Soul, can't even take down a Golden Core cultivator?" There was some joke in his tone, "Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

"Gu..."

Ye Hong: "..."

Rong Jin: "..."

Ye Hong's face was burning red: "It's normal for me to be hungry as a small qi refiner, why are you still standing here, go and get me something to eat."

Rong Jin smiled and said: "Yes, yes, I will go right away, brother, you have to persist until I come back."

Ye Hong threw the hairball at Rong Jin.

"Wow!" Maybe this is the scream of the hairball?

Rong Jin took it steadily, and went out with a suppressed smile. When he reached the door, he couldn't hold back a chuckle.

Ye Hong's ears also turned red.

A few days later, Ye Hong recovered from his injuries.

He looked at the energetic lightsaber in his hand: "That day it blocked the thunder and suffered a lot, but now it seems to be fine, and it is more active than before. You refused to give it to me these days because you are using your spirit To warm it up?"

Rong Jin talked about him from left to right, "This is your talisman, next time don't take it out easily to protect others from any danger."

Ye Hong put away the lightsaber, and said indifferently: "You are not someone else. Tsk, even if you are in the Nascent Soul stage now, your spiritual power is too much. I remember you have refined it these days? Don’t worry about it, oh yes, there are all kinds of panaceas..." Ye Hong counted and startled himself, "Are you a monster? You must be exhausted these days."

Rong Jin handed over a large handful of core nails to Ye Hong: "The core core nails don't need to be exhausted, just practice the head. Before we go to the polar ice field, let's solve one thing first. You take them for self-defense."

Ye Hong took the Crucifer Nail, and fiddled with it disgustingly: "This thing can't even be dealt with by the Golden Core Stage, can it really defend yourself?" He suddenly understood, "You want to find the Ghost Head Knife?"

A cold light flashed in Rong Jin's eyes: "It's not me, it's us, do you think senior brother just let them go?"

Ye Hong asked back: "Are you sure? You just conceived a baby, but one of them is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and the other is in the late stage of Nascent Soul..."

Rong Jin touched Mao Tuan's head, and handed it to Ye Hong: "Don't worry, I have a measure."

Ye Hong: "?"

Rong Jin said: "I'm afraid I'll accidentally hurt it when we fight later, senior brother will take care of it for me."

Ye Hong shook the ball of hair, "So you know where they are."

"Ugh..."

The news of Ghost Sword's third brother's accident spread quickly throughout the Xuancang world. These three brothers had done many bad things such as robbing houses and houses. As soon as the accident happened, many people applauded secretly.

Zuo Quan took a big gulp of wine, and said in a bitter voice: "It's really cheap for this kid, it would make him die happily, damn it, if it falls into my hands..."

"What will happen?"

Surprised, Zuo Quan grabbed the sword and stared wide-eyed: "Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

"The kid in your mouth."

"You're not dead?"

"Of course I don't dare to die if you're not dead..." The voice floated farther and farther away.

Zuo Quan knew from his voice that he was in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, so how could he be afraid, he left the Dao Chuan Yin Talisman at random and chased him out with a big knife.

Zuoqiu's eyelids twitched when he received the sound transmission talisman.

Why is the second child so impulsive, will the people who can come out of the abyss of life be ordinary people?It is not uncommon for low-level monks to kill high-level monks.

He worriedly followed Zuo Quan's breath and chased him out.

Zuo Qiu was still a step late.

Zuo Quan's body was hung on a tree, his eyes were protruding, staring at him intently.

Zuoqiu felt great grief in his heart, his eyes were about to split, "How dare you kill my two brothers in a row in the early Yuanying period, I, Zuoqiu, will never die with you!"

Rong Jin looked indifferent: "You're wrong, I killed Zuo Qian in the late Jindan stage."

Zuoqiu's heart was shocked, and he felt a little retreat.But the two brothers are dead, how can he be greedy for life and afraid of death.

What's more, he is a late Nascent Soul!

Zuoqiu's spiritual consciousness was huge, and he could clearly see the inside and outside of this forest, and it only took a few seconds to lock on to Ye Hong who was not far away.

Looking at everything before, this person is the boy's weakness, and he took the lead in attacking Ye Hong without hesitation.

The so-called snake should be hit seven inches, Zuoqiu smiled suspiciously, "Boy, I will teach you a truth today, I really like my stove so I hide it at home, and I have to look at myself if I want to take it close to me." Do you have that ability?"

Rong Jin's ghostly figure appeared behind Zuoqiu, he gently pressed one hand on Zuoqiu's back, he was obviously smiling, but it made people feel chills, "You could have died quickly..."

The next moment, Zuoqiu's bones were broken inch by inch, and blood mist burst out from his body.Before he died, he saw a small black tower blocking all his attacks.

"Who told you to say something you shouldn't say..."

Zuoqiu fell from the sky with his eyes open, and he was also dead.

Ye Hong pushed aside the Four Elephant Pagoda, walked a few steps forward, and clearly saw a mass of flesh and blood on the ground that could not be seen at all.

He turned his head, Zuo Quan's body was dangling by the wind.

Rong Jin walked up to Ye Hong, "Brother, let's go."

Ye Hong looked down at Mao Tuan's clear eyes, a little dazed, and it took him a long time to answer.

"Oh."

Rong Jin glanced at Zuo Quan's corpse, clenched his hands behind his back into fists, and asked again with concern in a gentle voice: "Brother?"

Ye Hong shook his head, "Let's go, don't waste time."

Rong Jin didn't say anything, took out a spirit boat, waited for Ye Hong to stand up, and drove towards the border.

There was not a trace of blood on his body, and his eyes were calm as if nothing had happened, but when Ye Hong saw his hands with well-defined knuckles, he thought of the blurred mass of flesh and blood.

Ye Hong finally couldn't help it, "Junior Brother Rong."

Rong Jin turned his head: "Brother?"

"Although it was the ghost swordsmen who killed people first..." Ye Hong thought for a while, "After all, junior brother's method is too fierce. There are many ways to kill people."

Rong Jin was silent for a while, then turned his head and smiled, "Brother is right, I won't do it again." He seemed relieved, "Brother was so indifferent just now, I thought he hated me."

Ye Hong also laughed, "It's so good, why do you suddenly hate you?"

Rong Jin looked at him seriously: "Brother, you will never hate me, will you?"

"Why do you suddenly look like a woman?"

"..."

"Don't worry, no, never will."