I'm afraid of myself

Unexpected escalation, He Jinyang thought about it according to the complicated and ineffective brain circuit at this time, and easily understood the reason, and shook his fan with a little sigh.

"By the way, why don't you go, Feng Biexi?"

Feng Fuxi: "Hi!"

He Jinyang: "Or do you want me to call you Brother Feng?"

Feng Fuxi: "Pfft!"

Big boobs!

Feng Chuixi barely stood up straight without kneeling down, and angrily shook his fist at He Jinyang.

"Nasty bastard!"

He Jinyang smiled with his eyes bent: "Thank you."

"..." Disappointed, he walked to Leng Baijun's side, Feng Chuixi stuck his head on his shoulder, "Goodbye!"

He Jinyang: "Hehe."

Leng Baijun had no choice but to push the wind away from his shoulder, and then said: "You should go."

The wind blows west and is ruthlessly pushed away by the bamboo horse, and the sad ones are almost heart-warming.

"You actually urged me to leave!"

Mr. Leng Bai looked towards the big boat of the Feng family, "You can look back yourself."

Feng Fuxi: "..." Stiffly turned his neck, with his good eyesight, of course he could see rows of Feng family who were ready to pay attention to this head.

"Okay, I'll go now."

Not wanting to be caught as a pigtail afterwards, Feng Chuixi had to rush back as soon as possible, helplessly touching the back of his head, he said: "He Jinyang, Mr. Leng Bai, I won't say anything, see you in mainland China."

Mr. Leng Bai remained expressionless: "Yes."

He Jinyang waved his hand and said with a smile, "See you then."

Looking at the back of the wind blowing away, until the other party boarded the boat, He Jinyang rushed to Leng Baijun and said, "Shall we board the boat too?"

Mr. Leng Bai: "Okay."

The two walked together to the place where the Jiansheng Sect gathered, but an accident happened halfway and stopped them.

With a boyish face, he wears a white wrist-wrapped dress. The hem and skirt are in tea-gold color, and the design of the clothes shows his perfect figure.

He Jinyang recognized him but didn't remember his name, but Leng Baijun knew his name.

"Zhong Litai?"

It was he who spoke to avoid the embarrassment of Zhong Litai who came to stop him.

Zhong Litai looked at the person he was asking for help, and then at Leng Baijun who was beside him. In fact, he could not let his father down even if the two of them invited back, but...

"He Immortal, I have something to ask!"

He clasped his fist heavily with his right hand, and bent his whole body, in a humble posture that couldn't be more humble. The black hair tied behind his head flowed smoothly on both sides of his shoulders and neck, blocking his reddened pinnae.

No matter how decisive he is, he still lives in the world as a boxing trainer, and bowing his head now is nothing more shameful for a boxing master.

Leng Baijun took a special look at He Jinyang for this, wanting to see how he would react to this.

He Jinyang looked at Zhong Litai quietly, and said softly, "What do you want from me?"

Zhong Litai: "This..."

He Jinyang: "Can't you say it?"

Zhong Litai let go of his tightly clenched lower lip, and said tremblingly, "Please help!" Even people with insensitive ears could tell that the trembling came from the extreme suppression and exertion.

He Jinyang shook his fan and said lightly: "If you don't explain, how can I help you?"

Leng Baijun: "He Jinyang?"

He Jinyang raised his hand and made a gesture that didn't require much words, Leng Baijun had to shut up.

Zhong Litai didn't expect that the other party would really think about it, and raised his head overjoyed, his clear eyes were filled with sharp things, and he looked at He Jinyang with not all gratitude.

When He Jinyang identified which kind of those obscure emotions belonged to, he probably knew it in his heart, and waited quietly for Zhong Litai to speak up.

As he expected, Zhong Litai lowered his head again, this time he just knelt down.

"Thank you, thank you, it's really..." Choking, crying tightly suppressed in the throat, like relief, like getting one's wish, or like the roar of a wild beast, hoarse, low, trying to hide He got up, as if he couldn't see anyone.

This look, this look, is definitely not a disguise.

Leng Baijun was born with a pair of snowy eyes, and he is more sensitive to the world. Even he has pity in his eyes, which shows that Zhong Litai does have something worthy of pity.

He Jinyang slowly unfolded the folding fan, covering it in front of his eyes, and said with a half-smile: "Let's hear it, it's a sad thing in the world that all good young people are forced to cry."

Obviously, they were going to the giant ship of the Jiansheng Sect, but they died halfway. The two people didn't feel it was a pity. At this time, the big ship of the Feng family had already set sail. The two of them stood on the sixth floor of a high tower on Xianjue Island and watched. The hull of the ship is hidden in the line of sky and sea.

When the person who was watching him completely disappeared, He Jinyang turned around, and Mr. Leng Bai looked at the reliefs on the corridor wall of the high tower.

A variety of color composition and magnificent picture scrolls, the overall [-]-story tower except for an eternal orb at the top, the layers of the tower are colorful, painted with birds, animals, flowers, and various ancient Species that disappear from time to time.

Standing on this tower, the consciousness seems to return to the ancient times, sleeping and eating with the birds at that time, living and dying with the running beasts.

It is rare to see this kind of pure mortal art in the realm of comprehension, Leng Baijun can't help but take a second look.

During this period of time, Zhong Litai had already told He Jinyang about the grievances between Zhong Li's family and Penglai Shanhai.

Specifically speaking, it should be the inextricable blood feud between the human race in the southern region and the alien race.

In the early years, alien races were more adaptable to the environment of the ancient wilderness than human races. Human races were the food of wild beasts and weak ants. However, after God Nuwa established the Tianzhu, the human races under her protection were favored by heaven, and they gave birth to the spirits of shortcuts to immortal cultivation. Since then, the position has been reversed, the wild beasts that feed on the human race have become the prey of human beings, and the spiritual plants born from the heavenly spirits have been picked wantonly, and many of them have disappeared.

As time went on, the human race became stronger and stronger, and the birds and beasts were squeezed to the edge of the southern region to live hard. Many big monsters who could not stand the subversion were collectively transferred to the real spirit world, and the remaining stubborn ones stayed in the South China Sea to reproduce from generation to generation. It is now called Penglai Mountains and Seas.

"The Dragon Clan is one of the races that didn't leave back then, and they are also big monsters with ancient blood. Therefore, Shanhai City is headed by the Dragon Clan, and most of the citizens are from other races."

When Zhong Litai said this, his expression quickly became resentful.

"However, as long as it's just like this, I don't know when it started, and it can be said that it has never disappeared. The hunting relationship between the human race and the alien race, and the friction between the two parties have become more and more with the changes of the years, never before. Conflicts broke out between the peaceful two clans, and gradually, enmity formed, and they regarded each other as lifelong enemies."

"Immortal, can you imagine? For every inheritance of our southern monks, we must personally kill a monster from Penglai Mountain and Sea before leaving the teacher. The stronger the monster killed, the higher the status of the monk. In the same way, Penglai Mountain and Sea Eating human race is the highest enjoyment, and many great monsters who have returned from the true spirit world go to Shanhai City, and those alien races cook human beings as dishes for entertainment, the more extraordinary the big monster with ancient bloodlines, the more they can get the treatment of eating people."

"Although I know it's wrong, but, but I'm a human being, and I can't watch my family become the target of a foreign race!"

Wiping his face vigorously, it turned out that at some point, Zhong Litai had burst into tears.

He Jinyang was silent, and asked Leng Baijun when Zhong Litai was silent for a while: "Is this really the case?"

Mr. Leng Bai shook his head: "I've never heard of such a rumor." If it was Feng Chuixi who was here, maybe he could tell a lot of secrets, but don't count on his words, I never care about these things.

He Jinyang looked at Zhong Litai when he heard the words, and before he could ask, Zhong Litai said excitedly: "Of course! The southern region is closed to others, and many news cannot be circulated in Zhongzhou. When I first came here, I heard that the monks here will It is unbelievable that Penglai mountains and seas are regarded as a small fairyland, so what is a fairyland, it is clearly a man-eating devil's lair!"

"You have no idea how many southern monks are eaten by monsters in Shanhai City every year, and how many foreign monks are put in to treat them warmly, and then disappear in the mouths of the aliens who entertained them."

Zhong Litai said with a terrifying expression: "These are all traps, they are fake!"

"Okay, calm down," He Jinyang knocked on Zhong Litai's forehead, which was out of control. This fan carried a calm spirit, and Zhong Litai received the influence, and his feverish head gradually cooled down.

"I..." he said hesitantly, "I just..."

He Jinyang: "It's okay," he didn't mind the other party's gaffe, after all, he just heard the content, so it's not surprising that a human being with a good conscience gets excited.

Moreover, Zhong Litai's performance is undoubtedly a true display of how terrifying the Penglai Mountains and Seas are to them and the southerners. Now he wants to know... "What are you going to ask me for help?"

After He Jinyang finished speaking, Zhong Litai instantly knew that the opportunity had come. He licked his dry lips, lowered his head, and his voice seemed to be forced out of his throat.

"Please...help us get rid of the dragon clan in Shanhai City. Over the years, the power of the human race has been far inferior to that of the alien races in Shanhai City. If this continues, the southern region will once again become a hunting ground controlled by monsters. Whether it is a monk or a mortal, They will all become their dishes!"

This is scary.

Whether he is possessed or not, He Jinyang feels physically uncomfortable about cannibalism, but he still looks at Mr. Leng Bai. It is a wise advantage to listen to friends' opinions when he doesn't understand.

Leng Baijun received his gaze, fell silent for a while, and said: "In ancient times, there were many monster races that preyed on humans." So what the other party said may really be true.

"In short, you want me to help you kill the boss in Penglai Mountain and Sea, but what about the rest of the aliens?"

He Jinyang turned his gaze back and landed on Zhong Litai, who was crying and screaming just now, looking very bad.

In other words, I remember correctly that he was seriously injured by himself just before, and it has only been a few days, is he in good health?

Zhong Litai didn't know what the other person's eyes meant, so he could only say more carefully: "The reason why I want you to get rid of the Dragon Clan is because the fairy artifacts passed down from generation to generation in Shanhai City are in their hands, and there is the Dragon Clan Dongzhu in their hands." , foreign races can create an immortal-level powerhouse at any time, and those who can compete with immortal artifacts..."

Having said that, he looked at He Jinyang with envious eyes.

"There are only fairy artifacts."