For the magician table [system]

The three words Zhu Xiaojiu resounded throughout Hulu Mountain, and the sound could not go away for a long time. This sound even disturbed the morning bell sent by Hu Lu, causing it to sound suddenly and hum continuously.

At this moment, Zhu Xiaojiu issued his first declaration to the whole world.And this name, like this echo, will resound through the sky along with countless legendary stories in the future!

But now, after Zhu Xiaojiu finished speaking, she didn't get much response. At most, she got the surprised eyes of the villagers of Hu's family and the angry gaze of Hu Bifan.

Just now, Zhu Xiaojiu hit back Hu Bifan's voice with spiritual power, not only completely eliminated the damage caused by the roar, but also deliberately focused the voice on Hu Bifan, which made his eardrums still buzzing until now rattle.

If it was normal, Hu Bifan would immediately proceed with caution—how could he be someone who is not idle when he can emit such pure and vast spiritual power at such a young age?What's more, he is similar to Meng Lianzhi in cultivation, and he knows very well that this is not an opponent that can be easily dealt with.

But now, Hu Bifan doesn't think so.Half don't want to, half don't have to.

Wuming's heart was burning fiercely. With such a huge force, what else could defeat his blow?

Anger has blinded his mind and affected his judgment.This is also what should be done.In many cases, excessive caution will only make people look around and lose the courage to face the enemy directly.And the terrifying thing about the nameless heart fire is that it will also burn people's reason, and then burst out with power beyond the limit!

The light in Hu Bifan's hands became more and more intense, and even Meng Lianzhi could feel the heat wave coming towards his face.With a serious expression on her face, she took a step forward, blocking everyone in the Hu Family Village behind her.

Seeing this, Zhu Xiaojiu looked dazed for a moment, then nodded approvingly.

If Master was here, he would definitely do the same.Zhu Xiaojiu just turned this idea in his mind, and suddenly thought of something, glanced at Hu Bifan who was still accumulating energy and preparing for a fatal blow, and smiled maliciously.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

While Zhu Xiaojiu was confronting Hu Bifan nervously, Lin Mo finally found the kitchen, but the kitchen was empty, only a bucket of porridge.Lin Mo thought for a while, and returned the whole bucket of porridge very loyally. After a lot of effort, he finally brought it back to the second young master's small courtyard.

"Old Feng." Lin Mo called out, but the yard was quiet and there was no response.

Could it be that this guy lost his way and hasn't come back yet?Lin Mo speculated maliciously, walking into the house, but the scene inside the house surprised him——

I saw that the room seemed to be swept by a strong wind, not only the tables and chairs were tilted, even the bedding on the bed was in a mess.These are nothing, but there is a large pool of blood in the middle of the room, which is shocking to look at.

What is going on here?

No one answered Lin Mo's question, so he had no choice but to put down the porridge bucket and carefully examine the clues left behind.The blood on the ground was still wet, it seemed that the incident happened not long ago; the overturned chair was the one Feng Zimeng used to sit on; Lin Mo carefully looked at the quilt on the bed again, and determined that it was because he didn't tidy up when he left ...In short, although the things in the house are messy, it doesn't look like someone has rummaged through them.

There are actually not many clues, but with his extraordinary wisdom, Lin Mo quickly came to an astonishing conclusion——

This must not be suicide!

After ruling out a possibility, Lin Mo didn't feel relaxed, because he had already vaguely guessed what happened.

One scene after another appeared in his mind——

Feng Zimeng returned to the room exhausted and just sat down.At this moment, the villain surnamed Guo suddenly led people in.Feng Zimeng was caught off guard by surprise. Although he resisted bravely, he was helplessly outnumbered by the enemy and was finally captured, leaving only traces of his heroic battle...

Where will Feng Zimeng be taken by them? The answer to this question is self-evident.Lin Mo couldn't help feeling sad when he thought of the friend he just met was so cruelly murdered.His eyes were sore, recalling Feng Zimeng's eternally firm eyes, but his chest was full of anger—angry for the injustice in the world, and angry for his friend being murdered!

Lin Mo clenched his hands tightly and gritted his teeth loudly.

Since the other party has already bullied him, how can he avoid it?

Just like that, Lin Mo's heart was burning with pride and ambition, his eyes were beating with vengeful anger, he came to the door aggressively, and was about to rush out, but the door was suddenly opened——

"So you're back." Feng Zimeng walked in from the door and greeted him lightly.

Because the door opened so suddenly, it almost slapped Lin Mo who was standing by the door.But he was not angry at this time, just looked at him in a trance, and replied foolishly: "You are back too."

Feng Zimeng nodded, turned around and closed the door.Only then did Lin Mo see clearly that he seemed to be carrying something in his hand.

Noticing Lin Mo's gaze, Feng Zimeng handed the things to him casually.Lin Mo reflexively looked down at the thing in his hand. It seemed to be...a dead chicken that had its feathers peeled off?

"I came back to the courtyard at dawn and found that this thing was watching us, so I removed it." Feng Zimeng explained, "I cleaned it up just now, but I'm not good at cooking. What can you do?"

The causal connection between the two sentences successfully made Lin Mo dazed for a while. He wanted to say something, but finally he just nodded: "Leave it to me."

So, they quickly ate the most sumptuous meal these days - roast chicken and porridge.

The big bird killed by Feng Zimeng is actually a spiritual beast that has not yet developed its intelligence.Its name is a tongue bird, and it can retell exactly what it hears in a day. It is a very practical animal-shaped monitor.It's a pity that it fell into Feng Zimeng's hands. Not only did he die, but he became someone else's dinner afterwards, which is really sad and deplorable.

As Lin Mo thought about it, he gnawed it with relish.

"The other party can use spirit beasts, I don't know what kind of cultivator he is." He bit a leg bone worriedly, trying to suck out the bone marrow inside.

Feng Zimeng murmured: "At least half a step of golden core, after these two months, maybe it has already formed a core, but I don't know."

"Two months... You didn't think of a way before?" Lin Mo asked suddenly.

Feng Zimeng took a deep look at him: "I was seriously injured before, and then I led a spirit for you. As for the matter of Lin's residence, I only learned about it after more than a month of investigation."

"It seems that they are already eyeing us." Lin Mo came to a conclusion, and pondered for a while: "It seems that we can't wait until tomorrow."

"Let's go tonight." Feng Zimeng made a final decision.

Lin Mo picked up the bowl, raised his head, and boldly drank the last bit of white porridge in one gulp: "Okay!"

Let Lin Mo and Lin Mo drink porridge together, and the battle on Zhu Xiaojiu's side has entered a fierce stage.

After all, Hu Bifan is also a cultivator at the peak of foundation building, at this moment, the heat wave is rolling all over his body, forming a mighty force, immediately forcing the birds and beasts to flee, and the vegetation withered.

His red eyes stared viciously at the person in front of him, there was no pupil in those eyes, and there was only a strong murderous intent in those eyes: "Today, I will use my fire to burn you..."

"Your fire is called heart fire?" Zhu Xiaojiu continued to tease without fear of death, "Indeed, if I were you, I would definitely be very angry right now!"

Hu Bifan didn't become more angry, because his anger had reached its peak.Therefore, he looked at Zhu Xiaojiu at this time, but felt a little pity.

You will soon learn the price of arrogance before me, foolish boy!

Seeing that he stopped talking, Zhu Xiaojiu felt the joy of victory even more.

Master, I'm getting better and better!he thought silently.

Meng Lianzhi looked at the threatening flames in Hu Bifan's hands in fear, bit her lip, and looked at Zhu Xiaojiu who was not far away.

This senior Zhu still looked leisurely and leisurely, as if he was not worried at all.Yes, in front of the mighty Almighty, the competition between the Foundation Establishment cultivators is nothing more than a playful fight like children fighting.

Will this powerful man make a move?Should I take the initiative to ask for a fight?

Zhu Xiaojiu didn't do anything, he just scratched his head and pulled out a small stone-like thing from nowhere.

Is that the magic weapon of wishing seniors?

The more advanced a person is, the more eccentricities he has. Meng Lianzhi was a little uncertain, and was about to step forward to ask for a fight, but Hu Bifan suddenly moved——

I saw him fold his palms together, and the two flames intertwined into a more dazzling fire!

Immediately, he pushed forward flatly with both hands and issued a palm.

This action is very common, but when Hu Bifan does it at this moment, he immediately possesses a destructive aura.Everything in this world seemed to have disappeared, and all the light was eclipsed.In the sky and the earth, there is only one palm covering the sun, and a ball of flowing fire, like a thunderbolt, quickly strikes in the direction of everyone!

Meng Lianzhi no longer cared about whether it would be disrespectful to his senior if he shot in front of him, he took a step forward and raised his bare hand, his spiritual power frantically stimulated, frost and snow flew in an instant, and a bright ice wall stood upright.

Sooner or later, the ice and fire had already collided together, stirring up a large cloud of white mist.Flying ice chips, flickering fire, there is only a chaos of ice and fire in front of me, and it is impossible to see who is weak and who is strong.

Can her spells stand up to this eerie flame?

Meng Lianzhi's complexion changed.

She clearly felt that there was a larger and more terrifying fire power that was quietly descending on this battle situation!

Does Hu Bifan still have means?His flame actually had a more mysterious change?

Meng Lianzhi was burning with anxiety, but she couldn't see anything, and even her spiritual power couldn't penetrate into it—that level of power was far beyond what she could touch.

Everyone watched quietly, waiting for the moment when the white air dissipated.

Zhu Xiaojiu was the same, but unlike others, his face was full of anticipation instead of worry and anxiety, and even faintly excited.

Finally, the mist cleared, and everything was clearly presented in front of everyone.

There were no dancing flames, no scorched earth, only a stunned Hu Bifan, who still kept his palms outstretched.

He looked up, then slowly turned his head from left to right, and finally asked dully: "Where is my... my heart?"

Hu Bifan didn't find his fire.In fact, he didn't even have time to send out his strongest blow just now - he just stretched out his hand, and before mobilizing his spiritual power, the flame flew out of his palm by itself, that kind of impatient look, but Even his master has never enjoyed the treatment!

Where did his nameless anger go?

Hu Bifan found nothing, and after a long time, a voice sounded——

"Oh, shouldn't you ask yourself this kind of thing?"

Zhu Xiaojiu opened her mouth at the right time and looked at him with a smile.