Must have been crushed by the villain

The master of Piaoxue Sect left, and naturally all the disciples of Piaoxue Sect also retreated.

Everyone's eyes gradually focused on Du Fei. They all heard that Du Fei was the one who brought out Senior Brother Su Xian's body.

Leng Feng was seriously injured in the battle with Huang, Senior Sister Jingjing didn't know why, she lost her vitality and fell into a coma, the missionary elder handed Jingjing over to Yue Yang, Yue Yang did not dare to delay and immediately did a cross-legged job, injecting spiritual power into Jingjing's body , and fed her a lot of pills.

In this way, Jing Jing woke up, "... Su Xian." She struggled to stand up, and Yue Yang hurriedly supported her, "Here, Senior Sister." After patting the storage bag lightly, Senior Brother Su Xian's body appeared in front of everyone.

Looking at this amazingly gifted disciple, who is now frozen and fallen, He Antian's eyes turned red. He reached out and picked up Senior Brother Su Xian's body with spiritual power. He could also see that he wanted to take Su Xian's body out of the ice. It is unrealistic to come out, but it is also very comforting to be able to bring it home.

Jing Jing followed behind He Antian with a haggard expression.

Du Fei sighed slightly.

The missionary elder looked at everyone one by one, and said in a deep voice, "Let's all go away, and the burial ceremony will be held in the main hall tomorrow morning."

Now is the season of first snow.

The people from Piao Xuezong were not there, and the snowflakes in the sky were dancing wildly. The whiteness at this time was not as cold and disgusting as before, and a little sadness was brewing.

The sky turned pale.

Back at the top of the mountain, a layer of white snow had fallen on Du Fei's black hair. From a distance, he had the illusion that it was covered with silver threads like Han Ling. He was about to shake the snowflakes off his hair with spiritual power, but He was stopped by Han Ling.

He smiled, "I used to have black hair, you have to have gray hair too."

Still the little white tiger who made trouble or made trouble.

They went into the small wooden house on the central island and sat at the wooden table. Du Fei poured him and Han Ling a cup of spiritual tea, and said casually: "Today's trip also used up [-]% of the spiritual power. I'm afraid it will take three or two days." to be replenished.”

Han Ling folded his hands on his chin, and glanced at Du Fei with a half-smile, "If it wasn't for your lack of spiritual power, would you be the one who helped Jing Jing heal her wounds with your own hands? I think you felt very distressed when you saw her just now."

Du Fei picked up the teacup, glanced at the bright green tea in the teacup calmly, and then said something irrelevant, "Your face seems to be blue."

"Nonsense!" Han Ling curled his lips, "I'm obviously very white." With a flash of inspiration, the white tiger's ears and tail were exposed, and when they moved, they entangled Du Fei, "Don't you admit that I am very white? ?”

Du Fei poked the tail on his waist, and said amusedly, "Isn't it blue after drinking so much vinegar? I'm afraid it's unreasonable."

"Why are you jealous? I only eat meat!" Han Ling put his ears and tail away immediately, and a huge white tiger lay down on the table. Fortunately, the spirit wood was not directly crushed to pieces, only the sound of creaking and creaking , which is a bit confusing.

Du Fei smiled softly, "You have caught all the fish in the lake, and I will accompany you to Brother Leng Feng to catch some more tomorrow?"

The white tiger opened its mouth wide enough to swallow a man's head close to Du Fei's face, spit at him, and said: "I don't want to eat fish, I'm not a cat, I'm a tiger , I want to eat you, are you afraid?"

"How do you want to eat it? Did you roast me?" Du Fei blinked, and he put the teacup far away so that Han Ling wouldn't accidentally break it.

Baihu tilted his head, put his head on Du Fei's nose, licked his cheek with his rough tongue, "I want to swallow it alive."

Du Fei's mind twitched, and he stretched out his arms to hug the white tiger's back, under his hands were soft white fur and explosive muscles.But thinking of participating in the burial early in the morning, he lost his mind, ran the white tiger's hair with his backhand, and said with a smile: "I also really want to go to your stomach and see how many treasures you have robbed in there. How many other scapegoats can you bear..."

Baihu yawned, grabbed Du Fei's sleeve with his claws, pulled it lightly, and tore a big hole. He looked at Du Fei innocently, "There are still a lot of moonstones, can I pay you?"

Thinking of meeting Han Ling for the first time, Du Fei couldn't laugh or cry, and was about to talk.

Suddenly, he glanced at the sky, and sent out a voice transmission, "Brother, just let Tan Han come back by himself, why bother you to run, the injuries on your body are all right?"

It turns out that Leng Feng went back to the top of the mountain, and came to Du Fei again, and he appeared half a meter away from the cabin in a flash. Seeing the weak aura on his body, he could only think of his relationship with Huang. How dangerous is the war.

A ray of blood flew out from his sleeve robe, Tan Han circled Du Fei and Han Ling, and then got into the cold pool on Zhongzhong Island.

At the door of the small wooden house, Han Ling also changed back into a human form, hanging on Du Fei's body, and the two showed their intimate relationship in such a grand manner, "Brother, come in and sit down?"

Leng Feng looked at Han Tan, then retracted his gaze, looked at Du Fei, and said slowly: "No need, my injury is fine, but there is something very important that I must tell you." He paused for a moment as if he had some scruples .

Du Fei frowned slightly, and he looked at Han Ling.

Han Ling nodded in understanding, and with a wave of his hand, a dazzling aura burst out around the mountain peak, and the mountain guard array made a burst of sound, and then gradually dissipated and stopped.

"Brother, please tell me." Du Fei said, "No one within a thousand miles will be able to penetrate this formation."

Leng Feng nodded slightly, his gaze suddenly became strange, and his voice was also strange, "I suspect... this Huang is a barbarian!"

Du Fei was startled, "A barbarian?"

Han Ling's eyes flickered, and he put his hand to his lips thoughtfully, and stroked it twice.

Leng Feng continued: "When I was fighting against him, although he was powerful and suppressed me everywhere, but because of the deadly spirit, my Shadowless Sword had a faster, silent and corrosive effect. He was also seriously injured, and then his figure suddenly twitched, becoming three or four meters tall, and his aura and realm were also somewhat different..."

Han Ling raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you seen what he looks like?"

Leng Feng shook his head slightly, "Huang has always been mysterious, even if he shows up in person, he always wears a mask made by a master craftsman himself, and this is especially suspicious."

Du Fei had also been to the place where the barbarians gathered, so he could naturally hear that Leng Feng's suspicion was not unreasonable, but the Piaoxue Sect would accept a barbarian as a disciple?

One of the two people in the cave is a barbarian. For the suzerain of Piaoxue Sect, the barbarian should be a deadly enemy, right?

Du Fei said: "Brother, do you think there is any inside story about this matter?"

"Humans and barbarians do not coexist, and the hatred is deeply rooted." Leng Feng remained expressionless, "No matter what, if Huang is really a barbarian, the Piaoxue Sect will probably have to give an explanation to the entire human race."

Humans and barbarians do not coexist?

Du Fei didn't take it seriously. After all, his second stop in the fairyland was the barbaric land. Whether it was the barbarian elders, or the barbarian Chu Xun and the human Zhou Yutian, they all got along very well. Hatred will always dissipate one day.

The source of the non-coexistence is actually the human monks who ascended to outsiders, but the barbarians bully the weak human race like alien slaves, so when a stunning human genius rises, such contradictions are deepened repeatedly because of the gap in their hearts stand up.

After talking about Huang, Leng Feng turned to talk about another matter.

The battle for the top ten sects.

He hinted inside and outside that he wanted Du Fei to take part in the battle for the championship, but he didn't make too many deliberate requests, and left Du Fei's mountain after he clicked.

"Want to fight?" Han Ling smiled strangely, "I think He Antian is trying to get my attention."

"I'm afraid this can't be solved in a single arena." Du Fei looked at Han Ling helplessly.

Han Ling didn't care and said: "Although this seems to be very lively, the most people who participated in it were only in the Immortal Emperor stage. The fighting is nothing to watch, so it's just a little interesting. I snatched the prize for the first session, but I threw it away if I got it." Now, Xuanwu's tortoise shell is of no use to me."

"But I can't take you into battle, can I? The top ten sects are not stupid, so it's impossible not to see your identity." Du Fei rubbed his nose, saying that it is impossible to teach Han Ling to be less possessive, or he can only He himself will pay more attention to these in the future.

Han Ling smiled and said, "It's okay, doesn't your Senior Sister Jing Jing have a whirling cloak?"

If this kind of manipulation is done under the noses of everyone, if it is found out, it is unknown to what extent Han Ling, who is a beast and alien race, will bear the risk. I am afraid this cannot be the case.

Du Fei frowned and didn't agree directly.

"Answer or not? That old man wants to throw this kind of trouble on you. If you get hurt a little, I will feel sorry for you! No, if you don't agree, I will call my clan to disrupt this bullshit battle. "Han Ling hung on Du Fei's body relentlessly, licked his lips, bit his collarbone again, and rushed towards Du Fei's back with both hands restlessly.

Du Fei immediately grabbed Han Ling's hands. It would be foolish not to take the initiative at a time like this. He pulled Han Ling up without hesitation, raised his chin, aimed at his lips, and kissed deeply.

"Huh?" Han Ling raised his head, and the other person's face was close at hand, and his tongue went straight in, rarely full of aggression and wildness, and the numbness at the root of his tongue made his brain go blank.