I, Panda, am super fierce!

Si Heng didn't want to agree to this matter, but when he saw his disapproval expression, Yi Zhou tried every means.

He couldn't be cruel to Yi Zhou, so he had no choice but to nod in response.

"I know you are the best." Yi Zhou leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, and made a strong promise: "Don't worry, I will definitely not hold you back!"

"You..." Si Heng looked at the embarrassed young man opposite, and sighed helplessly: "Just don't run around when the time comes."

The monk carried all the important things on his body, and there was no need to make any preparations. Early the next morning, Si Heng left with Yi Zhou who had changed into his original form.

The cuffs of the robe were so wide that even if a fur ball was stuffed in, it wouldn't be obvious from the outside. Yi Zhou's limbs were wrapped around Si Heng's arm, and he fell asleep while hanging upside down.

On the other side, at noon.

The little boy whispered outside the pavilion: "Master."

Master Feiyun dropped a black chess piece on the chessboard, and picked up a white chess piece from another chess pot: "Go to Feilai Peak and call Chen Jin over."

The little boy was a little surprised, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, he backed off after answering, and walked towards Feilai Peak.

There is a large formation protecting the mountain outside Feilai Peak, halfway along the steps, it is impossible to move forward, the boy took out the suzerain Yu Ling and used a magic decision, Yu Ling passed through the formation and flew towards the top of the mountain.

After ten breaths, the metaphor flew back and fell into the boy's hands.

"Is there no one inside?" The little boy said to himself while holding something.

The metaphor in the palm of his hand shocked him, as if he was responding to his words.

……

"No one was found?" Master Feiyun stopped what he was doing and asked with a frown.

The little boy stood aside, lowered his head, "Yu Ling came out within ten breaths after entering, without any other breath."

This metaphor was cast by him himself, and there is no other breath, which means that there is really no one.

But... is this possible?

Master Feiyun couldn't believe that his nephew would be so bold as to lead his apprentice into the fire pit.

He closed his eyes, spread his consciousness outward, and explored the Feilai Peak.

The mountain guarding array couldn't stop the Void-Returning Almighty Divine Sense at all, so it was easily passed by him, Master Feiyun searched the mountain carefully, even the forest below the mountain was not spared, but he didn't find anything .

He withdrew his consciousness and had to accept the fact that he was going to Fengkong.

Si Hengtian left just after dawn. In order to prevent him from acting up on the spur of the moment, Master Feiyun deliberately waited several hours before sending someone to summon Yi Zhou. After these few hours, no one knew where the two of them had gone.

"Sinister!" Master Feiyun cursed in a low voice.

The surrounding sky was covered by dark clouds because of his anger, the surrounding spirit trees and spirit grass fell down one after another, and the little boy beside him trembled. I don't know what made the suzerain so angry.

"Forget it, you back off." The anger came and went quickly, and the surroundings returned to normal before Xiao Tong had time to investigate.

Hearing this order, he hastily saluted and stepped back to leave this place.

In the gazebo where there was only one person left, Master Feiyun held the black chess piece, landed on the bottom left of the chessboard, and cut off the big dragon of the white chess piece.

The outcome of the chessboard has been divided.

Master Feiyun was not in a hurry to take back the chess pieces, he stared at the chessboard for a while, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Come on, let's go."

……

There were only the two of them, and Si Heng didn't use any means of transportation. The speed of the cultivators in the transformation stage was unmatched by any flying magic weapon. When Yi Zhou woke up, the two of them were already thousands of miles away.

Feeling the hair ball in the sleeve move, Si Heng raised his hand, took out the contents and hugged it in his arms, patted his back and asked, "There is a small market not far ahead, what do you want?" Don't go over and have a look?"

Yi Zhou had just woken up, and he was not very energetic yet. He put his chin on Si Heng's chest, half-opened his eyes and hiccuped, shaking his head like shaking his hair.

Si Heng didn't force it, and continued to move forward.

The location connecting the east and west continents is called Shichahai. The nearest town to Shichahai is stationed by monks from various sects. The two of them set off from Taiyanzong and arrived at that small town in three days.

Shichahai is said to be a sea, but in fact it is just a contiguous island covered by thick fog. Inside, there are righteous monks who judge the master and make trouble, and there are also people who are squeezed out by the devil. In the days without tomorrow, it is unreasonable to attack each other for survival resources.

Probably influenced by Shichahai, this small border town is also particularly fierce. The monks and ordinary people in the city live together. Even ordinary ordinary people look much stronger than outside.

As the gateway to the Eastern Continent, this city is almost not allowed to enter and exit, but there are always desperate monks who want to go to Shishahai to seek a way out. Over time, another profession has evolved here-boatmen who take people smuggling.

As a monk who travels with a mission, it is very easy for Si Heng to get the customs clearance documents, but he does not intend to be so ostentatious.

In a simple inn, Si Heng was pacing back and forth in the guest room. Not far away, a little black and white bear danced and didn't know what it was doing.

This was the fifth day they had arrived in the city, and the two of them had hardly gone out in the past five days. Yi Zhou was so stiff that he couldn't transform into a human form, so he simply used his original form to practice his sword.

But the structures of humans and pandas are different. In the human form, the swordsmanship looks heroic, but when it is used in the shape of a dumpling, it has a different flavor.

The little bear landed on one hind leg, and raised the other leg. One of the front paws stretched straight, while the other retracted. The lower part of the tail rose and then retracted with his movements.

Yi Zhou has never practiced swords with this posture, and he doesn't know whether this posture is standard or not. He keeps this posture and wants Si Heng to take a look.

"Hmm~"

"dong dong"

Along with his words, there were two knocks on the door.

Si Heng stopped in his tracks, glanced at Yi Zhou, and then walked over to open the door.

After receiving the instructions from the man's eyes, Yi Zhou immediately relaxed his body and fell to the ground on his back.

The first thing people outside the door saw was the ball of hair rolling on the ground, which looked stupid.

In his heart, he despised the man inside, and the visitor deliberately said: "Young master is in such a good mood, you have to bring your little pet with you when you run for your life."

Si Heng blushed and invited people in. When he passed by the dumpling, he picked up the hair ball and slapped it twice. He said to the person: "This is a little thing my mother left me. Although it is useless, it is really worth it Reluctant to still."

When Yi Zhou heard the man say that he was useless, he grabbed the wrist in front of him angrily and began to bite. It looked fierce, but in fact he was just grinding his teeth lightly.

There was almost no pain, but the itching of the small tongue licking his wrist, which made Si Heng even more unbearable.

Seeing this, the visitor became more and more disdainful, and ridiculed that the master and pet were equally stupid. He stopped paying attention to the monster, and only asked Si Heng: "I heard that Mr. Wen killed his father because he was ignorant and incompetent. Angry to death, and then let the mistress drive out?"

A trace of anger flashed across Si Heng's face, and he blushed and said angrily: "This is all slander! It was the mother and son who saw that I was extremely talented, and my father intended to pass on the position of head of my family, so they joined forces with outsiders to kill my father, and charged him with crimes. Push it over my head!"

He faced the visitor, with a desperate look on his face: "I'm about to be forced to die by them, Taoist priest, please save me, I'll give you all my wealth."

He took off the storage bag at his waist and offered it with both hands. The visitor pushed it away, and finally took it away, but he said awkwardly: "I already know what the young master said, but this matter, no one can be sure whether it will be successful or not." , after all, going out of the city privately is a mortal crime!"

When Si Heng heard this, his face became even more bewildered. He was short of breath, and grabbed the person's arm tightly: "Daoist, Daoist, you must help me! Otherwise, I really can't survive! You If you help me, when I return from cultivation in the future, I will definitely repay you!"

The visitor glanced at him, pulled the palms off his clothes, forced a smile on his face, and hid the disdain in his eyes: "Don't worry, young master, I will do my best for this matter, and there is no need to repay it. After leaving this city, You and I will act as if we have never seen each other again, and it will be your own good fortune that son Long Fei will fly in the sky in the future."

He said so, but he didn't think that Si Heng could survive in Shichahai at all. The people in front of him were pitifully stupid, and they would probably be swallowed alive if they went in for two days.

Wuxin continued to be courteous with Si Heng, and the visitor told the time of his next visit, and then hurriedly bid farewell.

He also wants to see other fat sheep.

The door closed, and the expression on Si Heng's face disappeared. He picked up the hair ball with both hands, raised it to his lips and kissed: "Wait for two more days, and we can leave the city."

Yi Zhou had been impatient for a long time, and was a little excited when he heard the words, but he still didn't understand.

"Mmmmmmm~"

If you give something to someone, aren't you afraid that he will take the spirit stone and run away?

Si Heng smiled and nodded Xiaoxiong's nose: "If he runs away, this 'Mr. Wen' will go crazy and go to the city lord to complain."

The identity of Mr. Wen is fake, but it is not fabricated out of thin air. Taiyanzong has a family with the surname Wen. It is true that a son killed his father decades ago. After the son ran away, there has been no news. .

Si Heng met the fugitive son by chance once, and learned the truth from him, but the other party had no intention of asking others for help, and said that he would take revenge on himself.

He has good aptitude, and Si Heng also developed a love for talent, so he brought him to Taiyanzong, changed his name and surname to become an outer disciple.

Si Heng used the identity of the son of that family to fabricate the past of being hunted down for decades, and created a desperate, cowardly and crazy monk image. He successfully deceived everyone and was able to accept the "boatman" here. above.

It's just that after all, if you are not careful, you can die in this matter, so those people will not easily believe him. Si Heng's stay here for a few days is considered an observation period.

These few days of observation and confirmation of identity were enough to dispel most of those people's doubts, and with the large sum of money just sent, Si Heng guessed that when he saw that person next time, it would be time to send him out.

Just as he expected, three days later, the door was knocked open on time, and three people came in, and said to them: "Get ready to go."

The person who met before threw two black cloth bags to Si Heng: "One is put on the head, and the other is to throw your things in."

Yi Zhou didn't want to be put in here, and he wanted to get mad when he heard the words, but he also knew the current situation, so he forcibly resisted the urge, and only used his nails on the front of his palm to stroke back and forth on the back of Si Heng's neck.

Si Heng was itchy by him, and he couldn't catch the hairball off to teach him a lesson. In order to keep the little guy on his shoulder safe, he had to put on a cowardly look and continue acting: "Master Dao, my little pet!" I'm afraid of the dark, so can I not let it in? He's just a monster who hasn't developed his spiritual intelligence and doesn't remember anything, so he can't hinder anything."