Plundering the Heavens

The valley is not big, only a hundred square feet, the corner is filled with stone and grass, and several grass sheds are built indiscriminately. There are several large caves that have been destroyed. The piles of rock piled up, and the piles of rocks Inside, there are more than a dozen fluffy little foxes scattered, some have been turned into a semi-personal shape, and some are still a group of snowballs, round eyes looking straight at him.

"The wicked are coming..."

A dozen little foxes looked at each other in a dull manner. After a long while, a small fox that had turned into a human form screamed, and a group of small things seemed to wake up. Wow In the depths of the valley rushed over, in the grass house deep in the valley, but a dirty old man came out with a cane, the little fox hid behind her.

Only the little fox that was slightly fatter at the foot of the square did not hide. The two front paws held half a gourd and looked at the side.

...this is scared!

"Real people, we really have nothing to lose, the children are hungry for days..."

The old man coughed a few times, the weak body tightly guarded a group of small foxes that were behind her, and marched hard to the side: "If anything, you will take it away, just ask you to spare." Our little life..."

"His grandmother, I have nothing to grab in this broken place?"

Fang linelessly scratched his head, his eyes looked around, and he knew that he was empty. He was very upset when he was on the road, but he was a little unhappy when he left, thinking: "The thief does not go empty. I can't just go like this one time!" He reached out and grabbed half of the sweet potato in the little fox's paw. The tyrannical tyrant yelled: "This sweet potato belongs to me!"

"Hey..."

The sweet potato in the little fox's paw was taken, and the mouth was pumping, and the green eyes began to rush out of the water.

"Hey, Jin Dan was the first to shoot. It was only half a sweet potato, and it was shameful..."

The party is ashamed to find a place to sneak in, take the sweet potato, and then flee.

The old man is also a demon, but it is only the beginning of Jin Dan, but the breath is weak, it seems to have been hurt. When she saw the party, she even robbed half a sweet potato and left. However, he did not take the shot, but instead grateful to Dade’s salute and watched him leave.

It was a group of little foxes underneath, and the cries of the cries made the party somewhat upset.

Straight for a few dozen miles, the poor little fox's eyes were still turning in his mind, making him not very energetic.

He suddenly discovered that his plan for robbery was not very good. Tens of thousands of miles away, they are all in the battle area of ​​the demon and the demon. It can be said that the war is flying and the innocent, and the demons gathered in this area are estimated to have no ability to escape before the war. It’s good to be alive, and where can you have extra resources to grab yourself?

Imagine that the mouse was just as hungry as the bamboo raft, and it is estimated that the situation here is clear.

"This half of the broken sweet potato will not be the only food left behind?"

Sitting on the clouds. I held half a piece of sweet potato in my hand and thought about it upset.

"Hey..."

Flying in no direction, there are two sudden peaks in front, like a long sword, pointing to the sky, the width of the mountain between the peaks, enough to let people pass the clouds, is about to plunder. Suddenly there was a big drink from the bottom: "Who is in front of the cloud? I don't know if it is forbidden to drive the cloud? Speeding down the cloud head, to the front of the seat to report..."

The party lined up slightly, looked down, but saw the two mountains between the two peaks. There was a group of monks stationed there. The head was Jin Dan Xiu, who was tall and tall, riding a flamingo, full of black eyes, like The butchers in the world are more like monks, and there are seven or eight monks who are built on the side of the world. They are divided into two sides, each holding a device, and it seems to be ordered to guard these two peaks.

"You talk to me?"

Fang Xing pulled out the clouds, revealing a head and looking at the monks underneath.

The black monk was not a good man. He pressed a blue bow and shouted: "This real person is not talking to you. Who is it? The demon league has already published a script, and it is a million miles, no one, no matter who it is." To accept the check, in order to avoid the genius of the genius, you still do not know with the grandfather here? Speed ​​down, or this real person will shoot you with the arrow..."

"Hey..."

At the time of his speech, the fire and rhinoceros under his seat also spurted on the nostrils, seeming to be cheering him.

"Well, Xiaoye, I will come down..."

Fang Xing saw the fire rhinoceros, but it was also a bright light, a big laugh, pressed the cloud head, but the trend of falling, but more and more urgent, almost a meteor, lightning also seems to be from a few hundred feet high The high-altitude fell to the bottom, and the black monk found that the party was not good, and screamed, pulling the bow of the hand, and turning the arrow into lightning, and shot at the side.

"Boom!"

In the face of this arrow, Fang Xing did not pay attention to it. He punched a fist, and above the boxing fist, he seemed to haunt the black smoke. He even turned the lightning bolt back to the original shape, but it was The arrow cast by Xuan Tie has now been twisted and twisted by his shackles. The rune on the top has been broken and has been broken. The power of the square has not yet dissipated, and it has fallen straight down.

boom!

Just below the gatekeeper position, it seems that a meteor with a size of several tens of feet has fallen. The violent force has swept the square for a moment, and the guardian Jindan monk and the more than a dozen Zhuji monks next to him have been shaken four. Under the power, under the power, they are all involuntarily. They even feel that those who make this punch, if they are willing, are only aftermath, enough to tear them apart.

"Impossible... Impossible... This... What is this person doing?"

"Forgiveness... Real life is awkward..."

For a time, there was something in the field that shouted and became messy.

However, when the smoke and dust dispersed, the repairs were on the verge of confrontation, and there was no casualty between the scenes.

It is the leading monk who faces the monk in the air and is covered with dust. Unharmed.

What is even more striking is that the monks who are so talented in the air have disappeared. It seems that they have never appeared.

"Hey? What happened? Who is that person?"

The tremulous sound of the field sounded, and I thought I saw the legendary fairy in the daytime.

After a while. Only when someone suddenly found something, shocked and called: "Elder, what about your flamingo?"

The field repairs were unscathed, but the flamingo beast of the chief monk disappeared out of thin air.

"That...what is that person? Did you steal my flamingo?"

The chief monk also stayed for a long while and then drunk.

Nowadays, Fang Xing has washed the flamingo beast on a fairly clear river. I wanted to find a place to roast myself. The meal was delicious, but I still couldn’t forget the fear and hungry eyes of a group of little foxes. It felt like I saw the first time I saw the little man. For a long time, I still sighed and sighed. On the shoulders, the clouds rise.

"Catch your half of the sweet potato. Still your half-fired rhinoceros, is it enough?"

Fang Xing thought, following the original road to fly.

But just a few miles away from the valley, I suddenly saw that in that direction, there was a black smoke rolling up, and the magic light of the fighting method was faintly flashing, and my heart was not only secretly surprised, speeding up. Let the cloud rush.

At this time, the valley is already a mess. Blossoming in the clouds, surrounded by the valley, in the middle of the valley, is the old demon fox, a small group of foxes shrinking around her, all looking at the air and looking at the air, the eyes are pitiful. Surrounded by their clouds, they are a group of monks wearing blue stomach, repaired to the lowest, and it is also a six-fold foundation.

The head of the person, but a young monk in the late stage of the building, surrounded by a fox, holding a folded shoulder.

"Master Cui, this old fox, even if you take it away, just ask you to let go of these juniors..."

The old fox demon has been seriously injured, coughing blood in his mouth, but still resisting the injury, pleading with the young monk.

The young monk smiled a little and said: "You will naturally accept this fox, but this young master is not motivated by this. I advise you to still know each other and hand over the little foxes! The young master took them, gave them resources, and specially trained them. When they turned into a demon fox, they sent them to Shenzhou, but they were very popular. Maybe they will go for a big luck in the future. People look at it and accept it as an acolyte. Isn’t it better than being bitter in this ghost place?”

The old fox demon eyes flashed a touch of anger, but it was pressed down, still pleading for help: "The young master is forgiving, it does not contradict each other, the old body is not an ordinary fox demon, and is very close to the demon fox ancestor. The relationship, if you have a large number of adults, willing to let go of our line, Fox will know in the future, will be ten times remuneration, not worth more than these gimmicks, I hope you think twice..."

"Fox ancestors?"

The young monk listened, and smiled awkwardly. "Will you move out of the fox ances to scare me? This young master can not eat this set, take it!"

It seems that I don't want to say it again. I wave my hand and I will shoot my hand.

The old fox demon was surrounded by solid hands and saw it in a row. They all sang a gold mesh of the size of a handkerchief. The net was full of barbs. After the sacrifice, it immediately became bigger. Then it became a piece, and it turned into a giant net covering a hundred square feet. It went to the detailed cloud cover where the old fox demon was located. The old fox demon changed its color and immediately picked up a French seal.

In her mouth, she spit out a white light, and the sound of "嗖" made a big gap in the golden net.

"Go to escape..."

The old fox demon lamented, a little bit of blood and tears in his eyes, hands clasped together, running residual mana, holding a group of small fox demon, and pushing it out to the outer world, then he screamed, his body flashed, and his display The technique of shifting, the two claws sharp, directly rushed toward the young monk, and suddenly wanted to desperately help these little foxes to make a living.

"Foxan Sword? It really has something to do with the Fox King family..."

The young monk met, his eyes were bright, and later: "This is more valuable... Yue Bo!"

Beside him, an old man came out of the crowd, his body was not obvious, the shadow was generally behind the young man, and he was inconspicuous, but at this time, he appeared and released his breath, only to discover that his body was repaired. It was a golden triple, and it was stronger than the old fox demon. After the more, the hands pressed, and a Danguang flashed into the old fox demon.

"puff……"

The old fox can't eat his Danguang, and a bunch of blood is spit out in his mouth, such as a broken kite.

The young monk seemed to believe in the strength of Yue Bo, and he did not pay attention to the old fox, but turned to the order. A group of his men immediately shot each other, and they screamed and screamed and fled. The hind legs are lifted up. Although these little demon foxes are abnormal in blood, they are a bit natural, but how can they escape under the monks of the late base?

Not long after, they have been caught clean by the monks, only a fat one left, it seems scared, and squatting on the ground.

However, it is not afraid of it, but it is not the young monk who is haunted, but is staring at the front and facing behind the crowd.

In front of it, shadows, a figure slowly appeared, stuffed half a sweet potato in its front paws.

"who are you?"

The young monk noticed the mysterious figure, and asked frowning.

"And the sweet potato..."

The sigh sighed softly and answered very helplessly. (To be continued.)

Ps: cool white is better than light tea, light tea is better than pulsating, and pulsation is better than cola... nothing is better than not drinking! In order to forcibly reverse the biological clock and drink a half bottle of Erguotou, the result is madness in the middle of the night and then fainting to the present old devils crying blood!