The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

The golden air entangled Ji Zheng like a spider's web, like a cobweb, as if it would invade Ji Zheng's body whenever he showed his flaws.

Ji Zheng subconsciously held the little wooden figure in his arms, but his action stunned the little wooden figure for a moment.It never thought that one day it would be able to be protected by this child, and suddenly there was a sense of relief that the past ten years were not in vain, and the melancholy that the wolf cub had finally grown up.

Right now is naturally not a good time to be sensational, and there is no trace of any change in the little wooden figure's bumpy "face" that can reveal his emotional changes.Although he was completely covered by Ji Zheng, he still saw the fog rising around him before.After a little perception, the little wooden man couldn't help being a little surprised: "Is this dragon energy? How can there be such a big resentment in it?"

Ji Zheng was silent for a while, even if Fang Qian didn't say anything, he could recognize it, after all, he had been with such resentment for nearly ten years.

The little wooden man was so indomitable that he added a sentence: "You little one has been in Ten Thousand Ghosts' Cave for ten years, and they still blame you so much, how much did you have to be a demon when you were young?"

Ji Zheng was speechless, but concentrated on mobilizing his dragon energy to protect his whole body.

As if feeling that he was going to miss something, the little wooden man added a sentence pretentiously: "But looking at you now, you must have a bad temper when you were young, and you often bit people."

The little wooden man's seeking love seemed a bit ridiculous to Ji Zheng, but he really... bit him a lot.But he was dealing with these dragon qi mixed with resentment at this moment, and the two barely competed with each other, but he didn't have the energy to distract him to expose his identity.During the dragon air fight, I don't know whether it is far or near, but there was a burst of dragon chant.

Ji Zheng obviously felt the little wooden man hanging in his skirt suddenly tremble, and then slid down as if he lost his autonomy.He quickly raised his hand to wrap around the little wooden man, and withdrew some of his dragon energy: "Is there anything wrong?"

It took a while for the little wooden man to regain his independence, and he hooked Ji Zheng's skirt with one arm again, and climbed back: "What can I do with a piece of wood?"

Ji Zheng paused, then suddenly asked: "To that wooden man in my hand, do you still have something to say?"

"Now is not the time to talk about that." The little wooden man sighed: "I thought I did everything well, but I didn't expect this to happen today. If I had known this, I wouldn't have bothered."

"You know they're looking for me?" Ji Zheng was a little surprised, he paused, "If you just want to prevent them from finding me...why did you pick me up?"

The little wooden man was silent for a moment, although it had no mouth, there was a pleasant laugh in its voice, or it didn't need to hide its identity anymore, it had a sense of relief: "I can't live in it forever."

It thought for a while and added: "Your heart and soul are among the little wooden figurines. I originally wanted to use it to draw out your enemies, but since I have a spell bound on it, I will not lose its trace."

The little wooden man was a little angry when he spoke: "It should have been like this. But more than a year ago, I suddenly lost its sense, and I searched everywhere but couldn't find where this little thing was hidden."

Ji Zheng listened to the little wooden man's words all the time, and didn't ask until it finished speaking: "Didn't you take my heart and soul back then for cultivation?"

The little wooden man pushed his head in embarrassment. The disadvantage of becoming a wooden-headed person is that he can no longer talk too much, but he simply explained: "Only in the cave of ten thousand ghosts can you hide your whereabouts. But your temper, Even if I say everything, you will only have more doubts. What's more, who will believe this kind of thing?"

The little wooden man was right.If Ji Zheng was at that time, he would never have chosen to trust Fang Qian.After all, these sounds too absurd, who can predict the future?How did Fang Qian know his identity?What was the purpose of his kindness to him before?There are several layers of sincerity in it...

More importantly, how could anyone "protect" others like this!

Even now that Ji Zheng has trusted the little wooden man [-]% now, he is still [-]% wary.He was afraid that this matter was all a bureau, a bureau that required him to die willingly.

Seeing that the atmosphere was stagnant again, the little wooden man changed the topic abruptly: "After the end, I want to see who your enemy is, and why the royal family has to arrest you."

Ji Zheng was silent.

The little wooden man hated his own wooden head, and couldn't think of a peaceful topic for a long time.Unexpectedly, Ji Zheng's voice suddenly sounded muffled: "I was born able to cultivate. And you should know that everyone in the royal family was born without spiritual veins and immortal bones."

His voice was very steady, but his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and he was also questioning himself repeatedly in his heart, if he really wanted to bet like this that this was not a game, would he believe it again?

The little wooden man didn't notice Ji Zheng's strangeness, he sighed and said, "No wonder they want to smoke your fairy bones."

Ji Zheng suddenly pressed the little wooden man's head with his hands. Although he still couldn't see the surrounding situation clearly, he could clearly feel that they stopped.And the voices of other people came faintly from all around.

"What is this? Where did the golden mist come from?"

"Why can't I see anything clearly!"

"Everyone, don't panic, get closer!"

The little wooden man froze for a moment and sent a voice transmission to Ji Zheng: "It's Lu Lan!"

Ji Zheng stared, and could see a faint sect not far away, as well as a group of disciples gathered in front of the square.

On the contrary, the little wooden man breathed a sigh of relief: "I said why I didn't see anyone in front, so they are all here."

"Who's there?!" Lu Lan heard the movement and looked over. At the same time, the originally thick golden mist became thinner.

"It's you? Why are you here? Where's my brother?" Lu Lan put down his guard for a moment, ran to Ji Zheng, and glanced at the little wooden figure in front of him: "What is this?"

Before Ji Zheng could answer, everyone heard a voice from around them: "Don't you want to know why the immortal sects encircled and suppressed Taiheng?"

"Because the Ji Zheng in front of you is a member of the royal family but he cultivated immortality privately, triggering the evil curse, which gradually cut off the aura in the world."

Ji Zheng heard that it came from "Lin Shaojun", and he subconsciously clenched his hands.

Lin Shaojun smiled lightly and continued, "Of course people from the Immortal Sect have come to ask for an explanation. You are also members of the Immortal Sect. Don't you care?"

Reiki is the foundation of cultivating immortals, and the cessation of aura means the interruption of the fairyland.Although the spirit veins in Taihang Xianmen have not been cut off, the spirit energy has also decreased sharply.As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Lin Shaojun felt the shaking of the crowd, and continued: "Hand him over, and the other immortals will not continue to pester you."

Taiheng's disciples should be tough-minded, but Lin Shaojun is an elite manipulating spells with flute sounds. Although there is no flute at this time and the human voice is weaker, it still has a bewitching effect.Coupled with the entanglement of dragon energy, everyone only felt that Lin Shaojun's words were justified.

In the crowd, several people drew their swords out of their sheaths, and most of them were still holding the hilts of their swords, but they looked at Ji Zheng, the "culprit", with strange eyes.

Ji Zheng glanced at them.He was not surprised by the choice of these Taihang disciples.He hadn't stayed in Taihang Xianmen for long, and he had no relationship with these people. Isn't it obvious how to choose between Lingqi, Xianmen and himself?

"Ridiculous." A low voice suddenly came from Ji Zheng's arms.Ji Zheng was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at the little wooden figure in his arms.

Although the little wooden man only uttered two words, his voice was clear and broad, and it reached everyone's ears steadily.The very familiar scolding in this class, together with the memories of being swept away by the elder brother's long sword, immediately returned to the hearts of every Taihang disciple like a tide.

Between the Spiritual Qi Immortal Gate and Ji Zheng, they naturally stood at the Spiritual Qi Immortal Gate unconditionally.But between this inexplicable voice hidden in the golden mist and the senior brother's reprimand, they were more willing to listen to Fang Qian's lecture.

Taihang's disciples looked around one after another: "Senior brother? It's the senior brother who is here!"

"When did our Taihang Xianmen become so reduced that we need to sell our disciples to keep us safe?" The little wooden man got out of Ji Zheng's arms, climbed directly onto Ji Zheng's shoulders and sat down cross-legged. "You're all itchy, aren't you?"

Although they didn't understand why the elder brother's voice came from a small wooden figure, everyone in Taiheng lowered their heads in shame, not daring to look at Ji Zheng again.

"Taiheng's chief disciple, Wangshu Xianjun?" Lin Shaojun's voice came again: "It turns out that's interesting, but it's a pity that I can't see His Highness being sent out by my fellow disciples. If that's the case, then I will send you off in person. Let's take a ride."

As soon as his words fell, the surrounding fog thickened again, and everyone was taken to the gate of Taihang Immortal

Taihang's disciple looked around in panic: "What's going on?"

"Why can he control the dragon's energy?" The little wooden man subconsciously grabbed Ji Zheng's hair, and he heard the faint sound of flutes again. How many flutes does this man have? !

Ji Zheng subconsciously brought the little wooden man back into his arms: "It's not that he can control Long Qi, it's that Long Qi chose this person."

Ji Zheng looked at Jin Wu with a complicated expression. He was sure that no one in the world except him had the blood of the dragon clan, so where did the dragon energy here come from?Why is this person manipulative?

……

Not far away came the sounds of Jin Ge and beasts.

The little wooden figurine could tell with just one ear: "It's the spirit beast raised by Elder Qi."

Ji Zheng didn't answer, but just looked around vigilantly.As the golden mist moved, more and more people were wrapped in it.

"How is this going?"

"What? Are you crazy? What are you doing to kill me?"

Lu Lan was also brought into the crowd, and finally the golden mist stopped enveloping him to move, and staggered to support the person beside him, only when he fixed his eyes did he recognize that the person was Elder Su. "Elder Su!"

Elder Su still held the longbow in his hand, frowned and looked at Lu Lan: "Why are you all coming out? What's going on here?"

"We..." Just as Lu Lan was about to speak, he saw a sword piercing Elder Su's back: "Elder, be careful!"

As he spoke, he subconsciously stood in front of Elder Su...

at the same time.

Xiao Chen, who was reclining in the sedan chair with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked at the extra people in the sedan chair, and smiled slightly.

"Little Ajun, why are you so slow?"