Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

Baimei and Feiyang were also in a bit of a mess, but they were much stronger than Ziyang and the others.

As for Uncle Jiu and Ningshuang, nothing happened.

Uncle Jiu's half-step immortal master's cultivation base is not a joke. With Ye Fan's help, Ningshuang will naturally not feel tired.

"Why do you ask these questions?" Daoist Fei Yang glared at Zi Yang, for fear of offending Bai Mei.

Ziyang carefully glanced at the white eyebrows, seeing that the other party was expressionless, he shut up resentfully.

"It will probably take another seven or eight days."

Daoist Baimei stared at the map and felt that he could reach his destination in seven or eight days.

Although he has been here once, there is no map for this kind of place, so he really can't find it.

Hearing that it would take another seven or eight days, the faces of Taoist Ziyang and the others changed wildly.

It's only the first day that they have achieved this kind of virtue. If they go another seven or eight days, they doubt whether they can survive.

"Let's rest!"

The Taoist priest with white eyebrows chose an open space, got some firewood, threw down a fire talisman, lit the firewood, sat by the bonfire, and dispelled the cold night air.

Daoist Fei Yang sprinkled a lot of medicinal powder around, specially used to repel insects, and then took Ziyang and others to sit beside the bonfire and meditate for about a night.

Chapter 801 I am a Taoist, fearless of wind and rain!

In the deep mountains, you dare not go into any cave or tree hole.

It’s hard to say, there is something frightening waiting for you inside.

Not far from the open space, Ye Fan and Uncle Jiu also cleared out a place and set up a bonfire.

Seeing this, Feiyang and the others finally felt a lot more comfortable.

No matter how awesome you are, you are just like us, you need to use the sky as a quilt and the ground as a bed!

Everyone is equal, and no one is better than the other.

However, Feiyang and the others soon stared like Niu Ling, and their expressions became dull.

Just because they saw, Ye Fan made a tent like a magic trick.

Ningshuang and Uncle Jiu helped to set up the tent, and then Ye Fan took out a pot of Aojiang soup for Ningshuang and Uncle Jiu to drink.

After drinking the ginger soup, Ye Fan took out the roasted chicken and roasted rabbit legs.

"..."

Feiyang and the others shut themselves up collectively, looking at Ye Fan and the others resentfully.

You don't pay attention, this is Chi Guoguo's foul!

If you bring meat and wine, we will bear it, and if you bring a pot to make soup, we will also bear it.

But if you bring a tent, it's too much!

Look at your life, and then look at our life, is this something that people should do?

Could it be that this kid has obtained the magic weapon of space passed down from the ancient times?

Otherwise, where are these things hidden?

However, the three of Ye Fan pretended not to see their resentful eyes, and directly regarded them as air.

"Brother Ye, I still want to eat rabbit legs, hehe!"

Ningshuang's pink tongue licked her ruddy lips, and said with a chuckle.

How delicious are the rabbit legs, how can only one rabbit leg be enough to eat!

I want to eat bunnies, I want to eat a lot of bunnies!

Ningshuang ate the rabbit's leg, it can be said that her relatives did not recognize it, so she didn't care whether the rabbit was cute or not.

Here, a strange landscape appears.

Feiyang gnawed bitterly on the dry, cold steamed buns, while Ye Fan and the three ate all kinds of meat and drank spirits.

"Boom!"

Suddenly lightning flashed across the sky, and the gust of wind blew up.

"Crash..."

Bean-sized raindrops fell without money, and the void pulled up a bead curtain made of rain curtains.

The three of Ye Fan hid in the tent, and Daoist Fei Yang and the others became drowned chickens.

"Why don't you guys come in and take shelter from the rain!"

Ye Fan's faint voice came from inside the tent.

Taoist Fei Yang and the others all twitched at the corners of their mouths, and the rain dripped down their hair.

"No need, this little rain is just a trifle!"

The priest with white eyebrows wiped the rainwater off his face, and spoke righteously.