Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

Dongdao, Liaojizhou.

Feng Zhaoming's heart skipped a beat, as if he felt something.

In the next moment, Xianjun's figure disappeared, shrinking into an inch, and hurriedly walked west.

He pinched the formula with his right hand and calculated quietly.

Countless fragments of time flashed through his mind, Feng Zhaoming frowned to distinguish them, and was taken aback for a moment, surprised to find that the fragments of time calculated this time were no longer inexplicable handwriting, but clear images.

Suddenly, I saw a thin and tall boy, holding a black-haired long-legged spider in his hand, talking in a low voice.

He also saw him fleeing with his sword, looking at the fierce mosquito behind him, with a serious and resolute face, as if he had all kinds of consciousness.

Afterwards, the young man had an unbearable headache and lay down on the muddy ground, hoarse and exhausted.

Feng Zhaoming's usually calm voice was trembling slightly.

"Wan Ren Spider, Optimus Pillar,... Crouching Dragon Scale!"

it hurts.

Head hurts.

Qianqing was rolling all over the floor, convulsing all over.When the maddening pain on his forehead subsided a little, he lay on his side on the muddy ground, gasping for breath.

Eyes and ears regained consciousness, Qian Qing could hear the sound of Lin Zichu and Zhang Renzhi wrestling swords with Qian Mosquito King not far away.

Just now Qianqing's painful roar made most of the mosquitoes lose their souls and turned around to run away.

Only the Thousand Mosquito King, whose mind is close to that of a monster, stayed here to observe even though he was frightened.

After a while, the aura that made it fear disappeared, leaving only three ordinary monks.

One of them was extremely cold, which made Qian Mosquito King quite afraid.But the cultivation level is very low, so it is definitely not its opponent.

Thousand Mosquito King cunningly circled around for a while, only to descend when he realized that there was no danger.

Qianqing's eyelids were weak, drooping and reluctantly opened, and even her vision became blurred.

Surrounded by mud that smelled like rotting leaves, he moved his fingers and suddenly found that the pocket hanging around his waist was shaking violently.

Qianqing's heart softened, he moved his arms, approached very slowly, untied the pocket from his waist with difficulty, and put it in front of his eyes.

In the pocket was a palm-sized black-haired spider.The head and abdomen of this spider have hard down, but the hair on the legs is very soft.

Gentle temperament, especially obedient.Adopted by Qianqing since he was a child, Amao accompanied him in troubles and fights, got into trouble and fought, never retreated from the battle, never abandoned him, let alone resisted his master once.

Now facing the critical moment of life and death, the elder brother has deep affection for him, and Qian Qing repays him with the same affection. The two live and die together, if only one person survives, Qian Qing will let that person be Lin Zichu, not herself.

However, there was no need for Amao to die with him.

Qianqing's mouth and nose were full of bloody smell, he was short of breath, accidentally choked on blood, and coughed violently.

Through the pocket, Qianqing lightly stroked the manic spider inside, with blood dripping from her mouth and nose, she said in a hoarse voice:

"Amao, run away quickly."

After speaking, he struggled to untie the cumbersome knots on the pocket with one hand.

Almost the moment the pocket was unbuttoned, the fluffy spider came out of it.It creaked and quickly crawled to the owner's eyes.

Ah Mao stroked Qian Qing's face with her hairy legs, as if to comfort her.

The pain on her forehead had subsided gradually like a tide. Over the years, Qianqing had already gotten used to the pain caused by the serious disease, and she recovered very quickly.With some strength, he stretched out his hand to grab Amao, and threw him outside.

Amao was thrown far away, and because of Qianqing's strength, it fell to the ground and turned several times.

When Amao stood still, it squeaked and called to Qianqing from a distance.

Qianqing barely stood up with her hands up, intending to step forward to help Lin Zichu.Dizzy and retching, he knelt on the ground and waved to Amao, signaling him to stay away and not come over.

Amao yelled twice, jumped up and down, suddenly heard a cry of pain, it was startled, and after reacting, its eight legs moved forward one after another, crawling extremely fast.

Qian Qing stretched her hands to stand up, and was about to step forward when she heard Zhang Renzhi's shout.He was startled, and hurriedly turned his head to look.

This time the world spun, Qian Qing was so dizzy that he fell to the ground again, he was worried that Lin Zichu would be in danger, so he let out a low growl and tried his best to stand up.

The face is congested and red, and the blood vessels in the neck are swollen.

Lin Zichu held the Cold Mouse Sword in his hand to block the mouthparts stabbed by the Thousand Mosquito King.

The Thousand Mosquito King is huge, with a single mouthpart longer than the Hanshu Sword.

The five mouthparts pierced at the same time, it was really hard to resist.

Not long after, Lin Zichu's right hand holding the sword was pierced by a mouthpiece.Although Lin Zichu's reaction was extremely quick and his heart was cruel, he quickly pulled out the mouthparts of Qian Mosquito King with his backhand.

However, the Thousand Mosquito King sucked a big mouthful of blood away.With a barbed mouthpart, a huge wound pierced Lin Zichu's arm, bleeding profusely.

Linzi didn't even hum at the beginning, he hurriedly changed his left hand to hold the sword, protecting his whole body.

The right arm hangs down, and the blood stains all the white clothes red.

Seeing that Lin Zichu was injured, Zhang Renzhi felt restless, unable to dodge in time, and was stabbed in the shoulder by the mouthpart of the Thousand Mosquito King.

This place is too close to the heart, Qian Mosquito King was ecstatic, sucked hard, and almost sucked away more than half of the blood in Zhang Renzhi's body.

Zhang Renzhi yelled in pain, his liver and gallbladder burst.

Lin Zichu hurried forward and rescued Zhang Renzhi from the mouthpiece of the Thousand Mosquito King, while sighing secretly in his heart.When he raised his head again, Lin Zichu's eyes were firm, and the aura around him rose violently.

He took out a talisman from his chest, the talisman was not an escape talisman, once it was caught, it would be released quickly without using a spell.

Then there was a red light soaring into the sky, reaching the sky, drawing a huge eye-catching symbol in the sky.

This talisman is the distress talisman of Linjiazhuang in Wanshui City, if there are monks around who can recognize the symbols, they will rush to help.

It's just that Lin Zichu couldn't take care of himself at this moment, he knew that it was hopeless to ask for help, but he took out this talisman just now with a little luck.

Then, fight with all your might!

Thousand Mosquito King gulped down the blood, and was about to attack again when he suddenly paused.

The wound on Lin Zichu's right hand was completely frozen, and an icy blue light like a dragon and a tree emerged from his throat. He held the Fearless Seal and was about to attack when he heard a strange cry from the Thousand Mosquito King, trembling mournfully as if he had encountered a natural enemy .

Lin Zichu was startled, and looked back.

I saw Amao, who ran out of Qianqing's pocket at some point, was so excited that he jumped back and forth on the ground almost madly.

It was not afraid of the thousand mosquito king who was in the shape of a hill in front of him. Instead, the thousand mosquito king flapped his wings and timidly backed away after seeing Amao clearly.

Amao was overjoyed, squeaked to threaten, suddenly opened his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of sticky silk from his ferocious mouth.

There is spiritual energy flowing in the mouth of the Wanren spider, and the spinning of silk is extraordinary.The sticky silk had a very strong offensive, and it went straight to the Thousand Mosquito King with great force.

The fierce mosquito wailed and hurriedly hid back.However, one of the net-shaped strange eyes was covered by sticky silk. It frantically shook its head, opened its mouthparts, and 'Puff' spit out countless gray eggs from its mouth and fell to the ground.

Then, not wanting to fight anymore, dragging five needle-like terrifying mouthparts, it buzzed into the sky.

Lin Zichu narrowly escaped death, his face was still stained with blood, he looked up in a daze, as if he couldn't believe it.

Amao cheered, scrambled on all fours, got close to the egg, opened his mouth and gnawed wildly, making a sound like a wild boar eating.

Qianqing sat up with her forehead supported, her vision was blurred, but she could see the huge figure of Qian Mosquito King turning his head and running away. He was in joy when he suddenly heard the sound of Amao, and when he looked down, he saw a big beach of fishy bug eggs on the ground. A black-haired spider that eats a lot.

"..."

It was a sigh of relief.However, at this moment, there was a faint "click" sound from the branches of the surrounding jungle, obviously someone was approaching.Amao stopped eating, and opened his mouth wide to swallow many eggs for storage. The bristles on his back stood up, as if facing a formidable enemy, he looked up.

Lin Zi raised his sword at the beginning, and the restrained aura re-condensed.

Zhang Renzhi lost a lot of blood and was drowsy. Now he tried to cheer up and asked loudly, "I don't know who is the holy one coming here? Is it an enemy or a friend?"

Qianqing's headache subsided, and he slowly stood up.Then I saw a monk in black robe standing high on the treetop. His complexion was scorched yellow, his beard and hair were sparse, and he looked at the three people on the ground with a strange expression.

Then the black-robed monk applauded, and said in a hoarse voice:

"You can drive away the Thousand Mosquito King, hehe, Lin Zichu, you really deserve your reputation!"

The black-robed monk spoke yin and yang strangely, standing high above the treetops, looking down at the three of them.

Lin Zichu looked calm and said:

"I don't know what advice the seniors have."

"Don't dare, dare not, why do you need to be polite. Oh, by the way, my surname is Li and my name is Xian. I came here this time to ask..." The black-robed monk slightly cupped his hands, showing a smile like a squirrel: "How many spirit stones are there in my pocket?"

As soon as the words came out, the faces of the three of them changed suddenly, and they all knew in their hearts that this person was one of the potential bandit monks scattered on the Optimus Pillar.

The potential bandit monks, the Swamp Mosquito King, and the Buluo fierce kite are also known as the three dangers of Qingtian. They are different from the latter two. They are not born on the fairy mountain, but bandit monks from all over Zhengwuzhou, gathered here, Do evil.

Most of the hidden bandit monks are casual cultivators, but there are also sect disciples who lack resources. In order to cultivate, they take chances and take risks.Compared with casual cultivators, they are afraid of being discovered by the sect, so they tend to be more cautious in their actions.

Who would have thought that the three of them had just invited away the vicious Swamp Thousand Mosquito King, and in the blink of an eye, they would have attracted the potential bandit cultivator again?

Lin Zichu looked away at Qianqing, and then at Zhang Renzhi who was seriously injured.Then he raised his right hand, untied the kit hanging from his waist, and said, "There are still 23 yuan."

Li Xian, a black-robed monk, was startled when he heard the words, and asked, "...how much?"

Lin Zichu was silent.

Li Xian said, "Brother Lin, are you kidding me?"

Lin Zichu said neither humble nor overbearing: "When I left the house, the total number of spirit stones I carried with me was only a hundred yuan."

He kept silent about the fact that he had used up all the charms during the fierce battle with the Thousand Mosquito King just now, so as not to be known by the other party.

Li Xianqi said: "You came to visit Xianzong, and you only brought a few dozen spirit stones to drink the northwest wind?"

"However, I came here to practice as an apprentice. I have never heard of how many spirit stones I need to bring to worship under the Immortal Sect."

Li Xian shook his head and said, "I don't believe it. Untie the kit and let me have a look."

Although Zhang Renzhi knew that this person had the peak cultivation of Jindan, after hearing this, he couldn't help but said angrily:

"Don't deceive people too much!"

As soon as the words fell, he coughed up blood and foam again and again, obviously the injury was serious.

Lin Zichu slightly raised his hand, signaling Zhang Renzhi not to speak, and then untied the kit with his left hand, revealing the round and green spirit stone inside.

Li Xian snorted, quite annoyed.He just hid at the side, watching Lin Zichu fight Qian Mosquito King, he already knew that he had no other medium to store spirit stones except the kit.

It's just that he didn't expect that Lin Zichu, who had the body of a cold dragon lying in snow, would dare to bring only 100 yuan of spirit stones when he came to visit Xianzong.