evil creature

The person who attacked Jun Molin was dressed in blue and white clothes. Although he had a handsome face, there was a bit of calculation in the corners of his eyes.

Jun Molin took a closer look, he looked young and couldn't guess how old he was, but his cultivation was in the early stage of foundation establishment, but he didn't know what school he was a disciple of.

Which one is better, the early stage of foundation establishment or the middle stage of foundation establishment?How great can it be?

Although Jun Molin is not very clear, he also knows that the enemy should not be underestimated. After all, he has no actual combat experience.

"My lord, Molin, is a disciple of Yunxiao Palace. Is it true that Daoist friends are righteous in attacking and hurting people like this?"

However, just as Jun Molin finished speaking, the man struck out with a sword again, Jun Molin's eyes flashed, and he quickly dodged to dodge.

"A disciple of the first level of qi training in Yunxiao Palace dares to come to this Little Wu Mountain to hunt for treasures. He really can't control himself!" The man turned his wrist contemptuously, and followed Jun Molin's figure while slashing with sword energy.

Jun Molin was annoyed in his heart, and after thinking about it, Pu Feng didn't know if he had been swayed by this man, but when he turned his wrist, he hit the man's waist and abdomen with his palm.

The man was obviously startled, turned over and jumped away, and when he landed, he was still standing still, but Jun Molin was startled, grabbed the Xuanbing sword and approached him: "I'm nice to talk to you, but how many times do you talk?" Hurt someone with a shot! Tell me, which sect are you in! My nephew Pu Feng fell into your hands!"

The man was stunned for a while, turned sideways and the long sword in his hand slipped, and the weapons made a harsh sound when they intersected. The two figures passed by at the same time: "I don't care about the Yunxiao Palace and Yitianmen!" The two spoke, The weapon passed by, making a piercing sound.

Jun Molin turned around and swung the sword, and the sword energy swayed out, like a crescent moon hitting the man hard, and immediately the man's body was smashed out, and finally spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

"You!" The man looked at him in surprise.

"How is it?" Jun Molin's figure suddenly approached, his sword pointed at his throat with a cold light, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his eyes were full of frost: "Where is my nephew Pu Feng?"

"I... haven't seen... stop!" Seeing that Jun Molin raised his sword and was about to kill him, he turned pale with fright and shouted: "I... I am Song Zigang, a closed disciple under the head of Yitianmen. I...you Yunxiao Palace can afford it!?"

"Yi Tianmen?" Jun Molin narrowed his eyes slightly.

Song Zigang was so frightened that he gasped and gasped, thinking that Jun Molin would always be a little jealous when he heard that he was famous in Yitianmen, but in the end...

"I've never heard of it," Jun Molin said lightly, and with a twist of his wrist, the point of the sword pierced his chest.

"You!!!" Song Zigang was stiff all over, staring at his chest with wide eyes: "I, Yi Tianmen, are the leader of the sect in the world of cultivating immortals, you...you actually..."

"Whispering!" Jun Molin frowned, turned his wrist, and Song Zigang twitched twice on the ground before becoming silent.

Jun Molin looked at him indifferently, with obvious displeasure in his slightly shivering eyes.

In this kind of world where the weak eat the strong, if we can't cut the weeds and get rid of the roots, a momentary soft-heartedness will definitely lead to endless troubles.The Ling clan and Zhuo Yu of the Wuji sect are the best Liezi. From before, this person started to indiscriminately attack and hurt people. Jun Molin got his heart, and he already had some murderous intentions. However, Jun Mo Lin also understands that this time he completely takes advantage; the opponent underestimates the enemy and gains the advantage, otherwise... In the early stage of foundation establishment, how could it be so easy to get it?

But... where did Pu Feng go?

Not knowing Pu Feng's whereabouts, Jun Molin was also a little worried, but then he thought about the purpose of following him, and now he could only keep this worry in his heart. No matter what, Pu Feng is now in the early stage of foundation establishment. Because, as long as he didn't meet Mingyou and Xuanyinmen's perverted girl, he shouldn't suffer easily. Thinking of this, Jun Molin was relieved a little, and started to look for the green lizard alone.

In the previous drama, Han Dan said that the green lizard, as one of Pu Feng's medicines, is still a common sight in this Xiaowu Mountain, so it shouldn't be difficult to find it, but... After searching for about half an hour, Jun Mo Lindu didn't find anything, it must be Han Dan who made a mistake, right?Thinking wildly, Jun Molin didn't care about anything else, and just continued walking towards the depths of the forest alone.

In this place, the sound of gurgling water is always lingering in my ears, and I frowned. Jun Molin put the long sword in his hand back into the Sumeru Cauldron, and walked straight in the direction of the sound of water, just like Jun Molin. When the footsteps stopped, he seemed to have seen some strange scene, his whole expression changed slightly, his eyes widened inadvertently, it was...

shark.

Standing there in a daze, Jun Molin was so dazed for a moment that he forgot how to react.

Like a lake in the shape of a moon, the water is splashing, and the clothes on the shore are neatly folded, and in the water-stained lake, there are always drops of water splashed out of the lake, and the sunlight shines down, making the water surface more and more shimmering Sparkling.

Sitting beside the lake was Zhao Zixiao from Yunxiao Palace. At this time, he was rolling up his trousers, his legs were soaked in the water and kicking around in a bored way, but the person lying next to him didn't seem to be a human race, Mr. Because Mo Lin was standing quite far away, he could only see the man's snow-silk silver hair, his ears exposed like fish fins, the tips were lightly icy blue, his water-stained skin was as white as transparent, and his shoulder bones were delicate. Small and exquisite, the exposed upper body is slender and well-proportioned, and the texture is as white as the moon's surface. When the eyelids are half turned back suddenly, the long eyelash feathers on the eyelids are wet by the lake water, matching the thin eyebrows of the distant mountains, However, the profile was already full of charm, Jun Molin was suspicious, his eyes turned, and he really saw that the water not far from the boy seemed to be floating... a fish tail?

In ancient times, it was said: Beyond the North Sea, there are sharks, who live in the water like fish, who never waste their weaving, and who weep from their eyes can produce pearls.

After reacting, Jun Molin was startled, quickly turned sideways, and hid behind the tree trunk beside him, but he didn't want to, with his wrong eyes, he saw luckily standing on the top of the tree with his arms folded... quiet.

He actually came here?

Did he kill the female cultivator of Xuanyin Sect?

Jun Molin was suspicious, but just as this thought flashed through his mind, Jun Molin suddenly came back to his senses, because he found that Mingyou was staring at the direction of the lake, and the other side of the lake was The two of them didn't realize it!

shark.

The two people on the other side of the lake didn't know what they were talking about. Jun Molin looked back, and saw that the young man's eyes were ice blue, very cold but beautiful , Looking at the brightly blooming fireworks in the night sky in the distance, the boy smiled, and dived into the water again with a plop, leaving only the icy blue fish tail drawing a graceful arc on the water surface, splashing and leaping.

Who is that young man? Jun Molin was suspicious, and at the same time couldn't help turning his head to look in Ming You's direction, but where was Ming You's figure on the top of the tree?

"Are you looking for me?" Jun Molin was startled by the sudden voice behind him. If he didn't know who this person was, Jun Molin might have already made a move.

"Master" turned back, and Jun Molin cupped his fists towards Mingyou: "Why is Master here? That female cultivator from the Xuanyin Sect..."

"Killed" Ming You replied without hesitation, her tone was as calm as if she had crushed an ant to death.

Jun Molin was obviously taken aback.

Ming You didn't seem to have the patience to say more, and just walked forward in a wrong step: "It's getting late, hurry up and find other people, if you meet high-ranking monks, no one can save them"

Jun Molin sighed in his heart.

High-ranking monks are actually not scary, but you, uncle!

Suddenly, Ming You stopped suddenly, and suddenly turned to look at him.

Jun Molin had an illusion for a moment. He seemed to have guessed what he thought just now, and immediately cupped his fists, looking like a gentleman in modest clothes: "Senior brother is very true."

Mingyou frowned, but didn't say anything this time.

When the two came out of the tree trunk, they went all the way to the lake in front of them. Jun Molin was full of doubts in his heart.

Mingyou... what are you thinking?

It stands to reason that if the demon cultivator is found at the gate of cultivating immortals, they should not be merciful, but just now...Ming You didn't make trouble, and now he walked towards the lake with an appearance of nothing, he...

"Zhao Zixiao!" Mingyou shouted from afar.

Zhao Zixiao, who was in front of him, was obviously shocked, turned his head for a moment, his eyes looked a little guilty, and hurriedly stood up and clasped his fists at him: "Master...uncle! Uncle!"

Jun Molin nodded to him.

Mingyou frowned: "You are here alone?"

Hearing this, Jun Molin couldn't help squinting sideways, glanced at Mingyou, and understood at the same time.

Ming You didn't mention anything about what happened just now, probably...

"Ah, yes... ah, no, yes!" Zhao Zixiao seemed to be incoherent from fright.

Ming You's face darkened, and then she shouted angrily: "Yes, yes, yes, no!!!"

"Yes!!!" Zhao Zixiao was so anxious that he wanted to cry, because he was really guilty.

Jun Molin looked on and made him a little anxious, but even more so he couldn't laugh or cry.

In fact, it's no wonder that Zhao Zixiao reacted incoherently, it's just that Ming You is too scary.

Someone beside the "Uncle Master" said, "Uncle Master"

The three of them turned their heads and saw Pu Feng stepping out of the woods. Apart from his pale face, there were no other injuries.

But Ming You still frowned: "Injured?"

"Thank you uncle for your concern." Pu Feng clasped his fists together: "I just suffered a little internal injury before, it's fine."

"If you don't really want to get in the way, follow me closely!" Ming You looked impatient, and then turned to look at Jun Molin: "You too! If you practice one level of Qi, you will be strangled to death at any time!"

"..." This is such an innocent feeling...

The author has something to say: I haven’t saved the manuscript, which means I need to stop for a few days to write and save the manuscript. My bottleneck is stuck in Xiaowushan, and I often can’t force a few words out for a long time. It’s so painful TT