The little fox became popular after being picked up by the actor

"Did I say something?"

Feng Wudu held a deep purple longbow in his hand, which was more than one meter long, and strong resentment flowed from his whole body, "You look very much like an old friend I know."

He laughed: "But unfortunately, he has been dead for many years."

Yi Lan took a step back vigilantly, her pupils gradually turned golden, and her demon power reached its peak at this moment.

Feng Wudu didn't move forward, he looked at his guarded appearance almost mockingly, moved his fingers slightly, and the long arrow that had just made Hui Hui's mother's soul dissipated and disappeared, and condensed back into his hand again.

"It really surprised me. I didn't expect that there are still remnants of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan in this world." He hooked the corners of his lips, and his eyes sparkled with excitement. "So...you really have more than one tail." Ah, little thing."

Yi Lan frowned.

"No," he said with focused eyes, while taking small steps back, "I do only have one tail."

Feng Wudu: "...?"

It seemed that because of Yi Lan's deliberately talking back, the eight purple tails behind him wagged in displeasure.

"The Nine-Tailed Clan has one tail before the alchemy, and two tails will be born after the alchemy." He narrowed his eyes, "You haven't even reached the alchemy period?"

Yi Lan: "..."

Why did he hear a strong disgust from this guy's tone.

Not to be outdone, Yi Lan said, "So what, old man?"

As if it was a kind of rebellion in his bones, he just wanted to hate this guy with purple eyes, or in other words, when he saw this guy for the first time just now, he had the urge to pounce on him and bite off a handful of his hair.

The sound of "old stuff" obviously touched Feng Wudu's sensitive nerves, the corners of his lips twitched as he kept smiling: "Feng Wudu."

"Remember." Although he was still smiling, there was no smile in his eyes, "this is the name of the person who killed you."

Yi Lan felt cold all over.

He quickly rolled to the right and rushed into the grass next to him. At the same time, a long purple-black arrow that was invisible to the naked eye pierced into the position where he was before. The lawn turned lifeless black.

Yi Lan didn't even think about it, she got up and ran.

Feng Wudu walked slowly on his escape route, as if he was taking a walk: "Call me an old man? Ridiculous, do you know that Bai Ze beside you, oh, is your Brother Huai—at least you have to He is three or four thousand years old. He is more than a thousand years older than me, so what is he?"

Where Yi Lan had time to reply to him, she could only curse Feng Wudu in her heart, and retorted by the way, no matter how old Xie Huai is, he is still handsome, and no matter how young he is, he is still old!

He leaped over a small stream, and the sharp arrow shot into the place where his back foot was raised, crushing the stones there, causing a splash as high as half a person.There was a real chill coming from behind Yi Lan, he didn't stop, and rushed into a large dense forest not far away.

The trees here grew more lush than those around the small river before, and once the boy's body was submerged in it, he disappeared.

Feng Wudu put down the longbow that he was about to raise just now, and let out a soft "Huh".

These messy trees could not block his sight, what really confused his perception was Yi Lan's illusion.

"A clumsy little trick..." Feng Wudu narrowed his eyes mockingly, "You want to hide it from me so easily?"

He put the long arrow on the bowstring, ready to go, but his expression was as relaxed as if he was taking a walk, and he was still humming an unknown tune.

After listening carefully, the ditty turned out to be "Little Rabbit, Be Good, Open the Door".

Yi Lan was speechless for a moment behind the trunk of a tree.

... This evil spirit is quite childlike.

He complained for a moment, then continued to hold his breath and concentrate, urging the spell he had just pasted on the eight trees with demon power.

On the way to escape, he found eight trees that could probably form a circle, and while avoiding the attack, he pasted a Yin-Yang talisman on each tree.The eight talismans form a simple gossip formation, although because of his relatively low cultivation, the formation only has the function of creating illusions, but as long as he stays in this gossip formation, he is confident that he will not be discovered by Feng Wudu .

...But the premise is that before Feng Wudu leaves this area, his demon power will not be exhausted.

Yi Lan himself has 200 years of cultivation, plus that elixir worth 500 million, he is only one step away from the alchemy state.The alchemy state of the monster race is equivalent to the golden core stage of human beings. Whether it is a human or a monster race, it can be said that only after passing this "alchemy" hurdle can it be regarded as a real step into the practice.

After forming the alchemy, both the spiritual power and demon power in the dantian will increase several times, not to mention the eight trigrams formation in front of him, even the illusion formation that he met in Huaishan, Yi Lan is confident that he can easily support it.

But now he didn't have a chance to break through, so he could only grit his teeth and output his little demon power, trying to maintain the Bagua formation.

Feng Wudu was obviously aware of this too, he walked leisurely in the formation, but did not choose to leave this area, humming the out-of-tune "Little Rabbit" in a succubus-like voice with bewitching power. Obediently", it seemed that Yi Lan's struggle was regarded as a ridiculous adjustment.

The moment Yi Lan couldn't maintain the formation was the moment when he knocked on the door of "Little Rabbit".

Sweat dripped from the corner of Yi Lan's forehead.

He subconsciously glanced at the silver scales on his wrist.When he was in Huaishan last time, he no longer had any memory of how he called Xie Huai across the air.

But according to the current situation, it seems that only Xie Huai can save him now.

...But with Feng Wudu's power, can Xie Huai really be unscathed?

Yi Lan clenched the red rope around her wrist tightly, and after a while, she let it go again.

Master said that in any crisis, don't pin your hope of survival on others, that is the most weak expression.

He took a deep breath and quickly sorted out all the items on his body.A dozen or so jumbled spells can be activated without or with very little demon power. Besides...he still has a small tip in his mind.

For some reason, Xiaojian has never spoken since Huihui's mother appeared.Yi Lan tried to inquire in the sea of ​​consciousness, but found that the little pointed flame was very quiet, as if she had fallen into some kind of deep sleep.

But he was still able to use Qingqiu Lihuo, it seemed that Xiao Jian's consciousness was temporarily dormant, but the power could still be used by him.

Yi Lan pondered for a moment, and suddenly a plan popped up in her mind.

Not long after, Feng Wudu looked at the calm forest and grass in front of him, and there was a faint shaking.

"Oh," he narrowed his eyes and smiled softly, "the little rabbit can't hold it anymore?"

As he said that, the bowstring in his hand tightened, as if he could shoot an arrow the next moment, piercing Yi Lan's body.

A slight rustling sound suddenly came from the haystack not far away, Feng Wudu didn't blink, the bowstring suddenly let go!

The purple-black long arrow was mixed with strong resentment, piercing through the air into the grass, but when he heard the sound of the long arrow falling into it, Feng Wudu's eyes showed a vague indecision.

He twitched the corner of his lips: "It's quite cunning, little thing."

The same rustling sound came from the other side again, Feng Wudu struck again, but still missed.

He simply held the bowstring, taking the time to observe what Yi Lan wanted to do.But the moment he put away the bowstring, a talisman suddenly rushed towards his vest from behind!

Before the Thunderstorm Talisman could get within ten inches of his body, it exploded out of thin air, turning into a ball of ashes and falling to the ground.

Feng Wudu seemed to have eyes behind his back, and said calmly: "This is your strategy, huh?"

He raised his foot and stepped on the lump of ashes, with a sneer on his face: "Use this...a rubbish spell?"

There was no movement in the grass for a long time, as if he was stimulated by his "trash spell".Feng Wudu wanted to say something more, but the same spell was thrown from his side immediately.

This time it was a body talisman, but it still couldn't escape the fate of dying halfway.Next came various small charms one after another, such as thunderstorm charms, burning charms, and even digestion charms for eating too much...

Feng Wudu was already a little impatient. To him, this kind of harassment, although it couldn't cause any actual harm, was like a buzzing mosquito outside the gauze curtain, which always made people want to slap it to death. .

"I don't have time to play with you, little thing," his smile gradually faded, and if he dragged on, maybe that annoying Bai Ze would come over, "You better hurry up..."

"Quick what?"

Yi Lan's voice came from the shadow between the two trees, and he staggered out of shape. Because he lacked the protection of demon power, many parts of his body had been scratched by various branches and thorns and had various large and small scars .

He carelessly wiped away the blood clots on the corners of his lips, which were left when his internal organs were injured.

"Your courage is worthy of praise." Feng Wudu raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and then stretched the bowstring in his hand into a full moon, "But unfortunately, this is the last time in your life."

Yi Lan blinked: "Really?"

Before he finished speaking, patches of blue flames suddenly ignited under his feet!

The flames formed a blazing fire circle with lightning speed, enveloping Feng Wudu in it. Under the control of the master, Qingqiu Lihuo did not burn any grass and trees, but left those remaining in the surrounding area and sealed them. The resentment that Wudu had no time to take back was swallowed up.

Bet right.

Yi Lan breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but on the surface she pretended to be very calm: "Sure enough, the source of your strength is this kind of 'resentment', but Qingqiu Lihuo can restrain all evil spirits, so it can naturally restrain you."

His "harassment" just now was actually taking advantage of Feng Wudu's teasing attitude towards him, and took the opportunity to leave a ray of flames around Lihuo.When all the flames form a ring, they can burn quickly under his control, forming such a ring of fire that traps Feng Wudu.

The gossip formation just now was set up by him passively for self-protection.However, in the current Lihuo Huo circle, there is quite a sense of counterattack against customers.In fact, Yi Lan was not convinced that Qingqiu Lihuo was useful to Feng Wudu's resentment, after all, he only tried to fight against the resentment in Princess Ding'an's tomb, and never confronted Feng Wudu head-on.

But looking at Feng Wudu's unsightly expression at this moment, he guessed right.

Yi Lan took two steps back, and grinned at Feng Wudu who was in the circle of fire: "Then I'll take a step first, Mr. Yaohu."

The corners of Feng Wudu's eyes twitched.

His face seemed to be shrouded in a deep shadow. Looking at the back of the young man running away, he showed a sinister smile:

"Do you really think...that you can stop me?"

"Qingqiu Lihuo is really disgusting." His eyes lightly swept the surrounding flames, "but it also depends on who is using it."

As he said that, he suddenly let go of the bowstring stretched into the full moon in his hand, and the offline arrow pierced through the barrier of flames, pointing directly at Yi Lan's back!

At that moment, the young man's eyes froze, and a deep aura surged from all around, quickly enveloping him, and even his hands and feet became a little numb.

A thought suddenly appeared in Yi Lan's mind - this frightening aura is called death.

There was nothing he could do.

... I could only close my eyes in resignation.

However, the expected pain and darkness did not appear, and a few seconds later, he fell into a warm and clear-breathing embrace.

The man clasped the back of his head with one hand, and held him tightly in his arms. With the other hand, he grabbed the arrow that pierced Yi Lan's back. His voice was as usual, gentle and steady, as if warm. wind of:

"Don't be afraid, Lan Lan."

"I am coming."

The author has something to say: Mr. Xie, a man who got this chapter's appearance fee in just a few words

Director Ajiu: He clenched his fists when he saw the production budget