What did the cannon fodder do wrong?

Rong Yan said with a cold face, "Bring it." [Second update]

The hem of the man's robe was neat and tidy, and he stepped on white boots. The white boots should be embroidered with bamboo patterns with silver thread on both sides.

"Please give way, thank you." Yue Zhezhi whispered, his eyes fell on the white boots of the other party, and he habitually appraised in his heart.

The man did not give way.

Yue Zhezhi sighed, no longer estimated the price, he raised his head, and took two steps to the side: "Forget it, I'll make a detour."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Yue Zhezhi looked up to see the person blocking the way.The young man has white hair and a silver crown, with a tall and straight figure, broad shoulders and strong waist, and a red jade bead that must be worn by Guixin Sect disciples hangs on his waist.

——It was Rong Yan, he didn't leave immediately after he came out from Master Wei's place, but stood on the only way to wait for the moon to break the branches.

Yue Zhezhi frowned slightly: "Is there something wrong?"

Rong Yan was silent for a moment, staring at the white mask Yue Zhezhi was wearing, and said, "How does your body feel, senior brother?"

Yue Zhezhi raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and walked around him: "Thanks to you, it's very good."

Rong Yan didn't understand what Yue Zhezhi was angry about, he wasn't angry yet, why was Yue Zhezhi angry?

"Stop, I have something to tell you." Rong Yan turned around and grabbed Yue Zhezhi's left wrist. The moment he pulled, Rong Yan felt something was wrong.

The safety rope is gone.

The safety rope is red, and there is a blood amber stone at the end of the knot, which is the size of a small coral bead. If you touch it through your clothes, you can clearly feel the existence and aura of the blood amber stone.

But at this time Yue Zhezhi's wrist, he pinched it and didn't feel the blood amber stone.

Rong Yan's face changed a little, he held Yue Zhezhi's wrist a little harder, and his bottomless dark eyes sank.

"Where did the safety rope I gave you go?"

Yue Zhezhi was pulled by him and forced to stop at the same spot. Hearing this, his eyes slid along his strong arm to the back of his hand that was pinching his wrist. He seemed to be suppressing his anger. rise.

Yue Zhezhi snorted, he turned slightly sideways and patted Rong Yan's hand away: "What kind of safety rope, I don't know."

Rong Yan held his wrist tightly, and Yue Zhezhi didn't slap him away.

"Let go." Yue Zhezhi's expression turned cold, and his tone was stiff.

Rong Yan clenched his wrist tightly, and Yue Zhezhi was in pain, feeling that he was going to break his hand.The anger that had risen at the bottom of the domain at the beginning suddenly burst out, and Yue Zhezhi drew a red line.

The red line pointed at Rong Yan with killing intent.

"If you say you don't know, you don't know, can you let it go?!"

Rong Yan didn't seem to see the killing intent coming towards his face, he looked straight into Yue Zhezhi's eyes, as if he wanted to see from his eyes whether he was lying or not.

Yue Zhezhi was lying, not only did he know, but he also pulled the safety rope off his wrist with his own hands and threw it out of the window.

The guest room that Wei Jieyun used to entertain guests was built on the cliff, and outside the window was a lush, several-foot-high cliff. If he threw it out of the window, he disappeared long ago.

Yue Zhezhi didn't even want to find the safety rope, he didn't like this thing.

To be precise, he didn't like Rong Yan.

"What are you angry about?" Rong Yan stared at Yue Zhezhi's eyes for a moment, then asked calmly.

Yue Zhezhi laughed angrily, Rong Yan shouldn't be very clear why he was so angry?Why are you angry?Yue Zhezhi took a deep breath, and his voice was even colder, tinged with a bit of anger that could be discerned in the ear.

"open!"

"Big brother? Little brother?! What are you doing here?!"

Several disciples of Xingtang stood in the woods not far away, seeing this scene from afar, they shouted in doubt.They are searching for escaped and hidden monsters.

Yue Zhezhi heard the words, and looked at those Xingtang disciples from a distance: "Don't let go? How can I let my fellow disciples see Cheng?"

Rong Yan pursed his lips, he looked at Yue Zhezhi's wrist, and suddenly let go, then turned and walked towards several Xingtang disciples.

Rong Yan has tight muscles, is tall and has long legs, and with the Gale Curse, he walks very fast, walking in front of those disciples of Xingtang within a few breaths.

A few Xingtang disciples just asked what they were doing on the other side of the stone steps, as if they were about to fight.

So he deliberately asked, not asking Rong Yan to come over and search with them for the escaped and hiding monsters.

You looked at me in embarrassment, and I looked at you. A few Xingtang disciples laughed and said: "We are busy enough, little brother, I don't need your help to find it. You were busy all night last night, and you were searching for demons again." It’s another assisted hunt, so it’s best to rest for two hours this morning.”

Rong Yan clenched his five fingers tightly, feeling rough between his fingertips and palm, he squeezed his palm tightly, and said: "No need, I'm not tired, let's go with a few senior brothers. I will distribute the antidote to the Red Demon Poison later. The medicine, I just got it from Uncle Wei."

"Okay." A few Xingtang disciples looked at Yue Zhezhi standing in the distance. Yue Zhezhi didn't look here, but was lowering his head and flexing his wrist. Beside him, the red line was like a mischievous spirit beast, circling around Yue Zhezhi .

To be honest, a few Xingtang disciples didn't know what the red thread was, but it didn't look like anything extraordinary.

I don't know where this elder brother who is not as good as a lowest-level inner sect disciple got it from.

What luck.

The disciples of the Xing Hall thought so, they calmly withdrew their envious gazes at the broken branches of the moon, cupped their hands slightly, smiled gradually, and said, "Then thank you, Junior Brother."

Everyone present knows that Zhen Morong's family has a magic technique that is specially used to search for ghosts and ghosts, and the accuracy rate is as high as 70.00%.

As a direct descendant of the Zhenmo Rong family, Rong Yan has the essence of this technique.

If he helps to search, they will save a lot of effort.

Yue Zhezhi was far away, and couldn't hear what they were talking about, only saw a few people chatting and laughing politely with Rong Yanke from the corner of his eye.

Humming in my heart, it has nothing to do with me anyway, Yue Zhezhi concentrates on moving her wrists.

Rong Yan was so strong that he pinched his wrist so painfully that it turned red.Yue Zhezhi moved for a while before feeling less pain.

Putting down his sleeves, Yue Zhezhi pressed the red thread circling around him, "Turn around, you'll know how to turn around, didn't you see someone who didn't have long eyes and bullied your master just now? I don't know how to slap him."

Hong Xian is quite intelligent, and seems to understand what Yue Zhezhi is saying.

It stopped spinning, rubbed Yue Zhezhi's sleeve obediently, then wrapped around Yue Zhezhi's index finger, twitched itself a few times, and tied a bow on the fingertip.

Moon Broken Branch: ""

Yue Zhezhi's anger disappeared, and he flicked the bow tied with red thread: "You have a conscience."

He flicked the red thread twice, and flicked the tail happily.

Yue Zhezhi didn't have any intention of teasing the red thread, he was still thinking about the ninth-rank demon tiger in the Spirit Beast Hall, so he raised his head and rubbed the red thread, and Yue Zhezhi put the red thread into Qiankun's sleeve.

There are pockets sewn inside the robes.

This pocket is called the Qiankun Sleeve, and it doesn't have a lot of space. Although it can't store anything except living things like Qiankun Jie and Qiankun Jie, it can store some close-fitting objects or small magic weapons.

After Rong Yan discussed with a few disciples of Xing Hall where to start searching for the monster, when he turned his head, Yue Zhezhi had already left the stone steps.

The stone steps are empty, only the shadows cast by the tall trees on both sides on the ground.

Rong Yan turned his head away from looking at the stone steps, he let go of his clenched hands, his palms were covered with blood.

After the blood appeared for a moment, it was swept away by a wisp of black gas like a dodder flower, and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the scars on the palm of his hand also disappeared.

Rong Yan found that since the magic pill appeared in his body, his healing ability has experienced a qualitative leap.

For example, the scars at the pinch site used to take about an hour to heal, but now they heal within a breath.

The speed of healing was so fast that Rong Yan had never seen it in Shizun, or his father, uncle, or grandfather.

Rong Yan lowered his eyes, put away the wisp of black gas that rolled over his palm, and nodded slightly to the disciples of Xingtang: "Start searching."

Several Xingtang disciples didn't notice anything strange about him, let alone the black gas that flashed past his palm. They counted Rong Yan, divided into two groups, and quickly walked to the agreed corner to start searching.

After Yue Zhezhi left the stone steps, he arrived at the Spiritual Beast Hall smoothly.

I don't know if the spirit beasts and monsters have the blood of ancient monsters. At this time, the whole spirit beast hall is in a mess, and countless spirit beasts roared violently and hit the iron cages that closed them.

Yue Zhezhi could clearly distinguish a thin and childish tiger cry among the many roars.

"Junior Brother Mo? Junior Sister Tang? Is anyone there?"

Yue Zhezhi memorized the thin and childish cry of the tiger, straightened her waist, and looked around, looking for juniors and sisters who specialize in treatment and feeding.

"Someone, someone." Junior Sister Tang tightly tied the white peacock in her arms, which was fanning wildly with its wings, and crawled out from behind the shelf in the attic, her head covered in ashes. "Is the senior brother here to pick up the ninth-level demon tiger?"

Yue Zhezhi replied: "Yes."

Junior Sister Tang raised her voice: "It's already awake. The little guy is very lively, but he likes to bite people. It's in the bottom cage in the left corner, look? Take it yourself, I won't take it. This white peacock is under the influence of demons." His eyes are red and noisy, I have to watch it."

Afraid that Yue Zhezhi would misunderstand, and said that the service of the Spirit Beast Hall was not good enough, the soft-spoken Junior Sister Tang hurriedly added, "The other senior brothers and sisters went to chase Wang Zunzhe's fat crane that escaped from the cage and suffered a brain injury."

Even if Yue Zhezhi didn't get an explanation, he wouldn't be angry, he nodded with a smile, Yue Zhezhi said nothing, and went straight to the left corner of the Spiritual Beast Hall.

There are several shelves horizontally on the left side. Each shelf is equipped with an iron cage. The activity area of ​​the iron cage is quite large. According to the needs of different spirit beasts, there are drinking water inside, and silk cotton or dry plants are spread inside.

When Yue Zhezhi walked to the corner, he heard the thin and childish cry of the tiger again.

Crouching down halfway, Yue Zhezhi accurately found the cage of the ninth-level demon tiger.The ninth-level demon tiger has gained a lot of weight, like a snow dumpling, lying in the corner of the cage and whining softly.

Its body is covered with a layer of dry grass, and it can be seen that the dry grass is wrapped by itself, and it has been trampled into strands of filaments, which looks very soft.

Yue Zhezhi saw the screaming ninth-level demon tiger through the cage, a smile flashed across his eyes, and he raised his hand to open the black iron lock.

When her fingers were about to touch the black iron lock, Yue Zhezhi thought of what Junior Sister Tang said just now, that she is lively and likes to bite people, so she paused again.

What if you bite him?Yue Zhezhi was bitten by a tiger raised by his friends when he was a child, and he has a deep shadow on this.

In his heart, worms are the first biochemical weapon, and tigers are the second biochemical weapon.

Yue Zhezhi hesitated for a moment, looked up at Junior Sister Tang who was still tied to the fat crane and was fighting with the fat crane: "Junior Tang, do you want to buy this cage?"

"Ah?" Junior Sister Tang stood in front of the railing of the attic, looking at Yuezhezhi with her head, "Brother, what did you say?"

"I said, do you want to buy a cage?" Yue Zhezhi repeated.

Upon hearing this, Junior Sister Tang frowned embarrassingly: "Senior Brother Meng probably wouldn't agree to buy it."

The senior brother Meng that Junior Sister Tang is talking about is Meng Xuan, the grandson of Venerable Meng in the sect. He has built foundations in his [-]s, is talented, and has a great say in the Spirit Beast Hall.

Unfortunately, this brother Meng was often crushed by Yue Zhezhi when he was young, so he had a lot of opinions on Yue Zhezhi.

In the sect, it was rumored that the disciples of Xingtang were bought by Yue Zhezhi before saying that the leader of Yue Zhezhi's beauty was Meng Xuan.

"Forget it, don't want it anymore." Yue Zhezhi said.

Yue Zhezhi knew Meng Xuan's heart, and he didn't force it after hearing the words. Forcing would only embarrass his junior sister.

He looked at the ninth-level demon tiger in the cage again, frowned for a moment, Yue Zhezhi stood up, and decided to go back to the residence to find an unnecessary thick wooden box that could breathe.

The thick solid wooden box had to be blessed with formations, otherwise, with the strength of a ninth-level demon tiger, it would definitely smash through the thick solid wooden box.

Although the current ninth-level demon tiger is still a cub about one year old.

"Wow——" Yue Zhezhi just stood up and was about to leave, when the hem of Zongpao was caught by something.

Yue Zhezhi looked down, and the ninth-level demon tiger who had been lying in the corner of the cage ran to the front of the cage for some reason, and poked out a fleshy, fluffy left paw from the gap in the cage, and slapped it on the ground. At the hem of Yue Zhezhi's clothes, when it patted it, its sharp claws pierced sharply into the hem of Zong's robe.

The hem of Zongpao couldn't bear the blow, several holes were broken on the spot, and it was firmly caught by Yuezhezhi's hem.

Moon Broken Branch: ""

The azure pupils of the ninth-level monster tiger showed timidity, it shrank its neck, clawed and clawed.

But the claws have already hooked through the clothes, and they are firmly hooked to the hem of the clothes, so how can it be so easy to take them out.

The ninth-level demon tiger slammed its claws a few times, but didn't take it out. It looked up at the moon and broken branches.

Yue Zhezhi also looked at it, and after watching for a while, Yue Zhezhi squatted down.

The ninth-rank demon tiger didn't know what to think, and shrank back, looking eagerly at Yue Zhezhi, but what greeted it was not to wring off its claws, Yue Zhezhi took off the claws hanging from the hem of his clothes, and then opened the cage door.

"Say it first, don't bite me, bite me and beat you to death." Yue Zhezhi threatened.

The ninth-level demon tiger tentatively withdrew its paws. Seeing that Yuezhezhi didn't stop it, and said something friendly although it didn't understand, the ninth-level demon tiger came out of the cage and shook its thin The long tail fluttered towards Yue Zhezhi's hand.

At first, Yue Zhezhi thought that the ninth-level demon tiger was going to bite it, but when he found it pounced on him, he just rubbed against its arm, whining milkily, Yue Zhezhi was relieved.

It seems that it is still a well-behaved milk dumpling, and it is worthwhile to save its life.

Yue Zhezhi rubbed the ninth-level demon tiger contentedly, and picked up the ninth-level demon tiger.

Junior Sister Tang opened her eyes wide in the attic: "Hey! Why doesn't it bite you?"

Yue Zhezhi smiled and said, "Maybe it recognizes the master."

"I've taken care of it for several months, and it's half the owner, this little white-eyed tiger!" Junior Sister Tang was indignant.

Yue Zhezhi chuckled politely. He hugged the ninth-level demon tiger and asked about the treatment fee and care fee, and settled the bill on the spot.

Earlier, Yue Zhezhi knocked a sum at Yue's house, plus his own savings, he had a lot of money, even though he got nearly [-] spirit stones, he still had a surplus.

Yue Zhezhi just felt a little distressed.

But the heartache is heartache, Yue Zhezhi didn't want to save any money that shouldn't be saved, and didn't think it was worth it.

After paying the bill, Yue Zhezhi returned to the residence with the ninth-level demon tiger in his arms, planning to build a nest for the ninth-level demon tiger.

Time passed, three days later.

It rained in the afternoon, and the ground was wet. Rong Yan and others were standing on the edge of the cliff under Uncle Wei's residence, searching for traces of demons.

These monsters hid so well that after searching for three days, several people couldn't find any trace of them in this place.

As for the other members of the sect who hunted down demons, they found a few monsters near the big formation, and after they were taken down, they were shut back to the big formation in the sect.

"Little brother, this is the last dark place. If there is no place here, it means that there are no monsters hiding nearby. We have to find another place."

The leading Xingtang disciple said.

Rong Yan naturally knew this truth, he hummed, put his index finger and middle finger together, operated the spell, and walked towards the inside of the cliff where the light was not good.

The ground is wet, and every step is a footprint. Fortunately, they are monks, and their bodies have eliminated a lot of turbidity and dirt. They are as light as a swallow, so they didn't sink in.

The few people walked a certain distance towards the inside of the cliff, and the dampness became heavier and heavier, except for the light from Rong Yan's fingertips which were closed together, there was still a glistening warmth.

Several people moved a little closer to Rong Yan's position, absorbing the faint warmth and dispelling the dampness.

"I didn't know there was such a damp place in the Zong. It's a hell."

"No."

"Speaking of which, Uncle Wei really knows how to choose a place. If there is any useless alchemy, you don't even need to go out, you can just throw it off the cliff and deal with it."

"Don't talk." A few Xingtang disciples were talking, Rong Yan's voice came from the side, unusually calm and cold, "There are monsters around."

Hearing such firm words, the Xingtang disciples were startled, and they quickly looked around.

The faint light between Rong Yan's fingers flickered on and off, and finally went out directly.

The boundless sense of humidity spread from all around, and several people tensed their heartstrings. At this moment, the ground under their feet began to undulate irregularly. Every time it undulated, the ground would bulge out a fist-sized dirt bag, which was outrageous.

The author says:

三更在11点半左右，不要等感谢在2022-03-0214:27:59-2022-03-0223:02:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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