The first time Lao Hei appeared in front of Zhuma was in the form of Hei Buliuqiu's armadillo. After that, although he took away a puppet boy from the Silver Tribe, he was not his true face.
It can be said that Zhuma has no idea what this ancient demon who has been with him for several years and is both a teacher and a friend is really like.
However, the moment she saw the fat man, she firmly believed for no reason that this was the Lao Hei she longed for.
Although she had never seen the man in front of her before.
Although Lao Hei had his neck broken by Lin Bei right in front of her eyes.
Although the expression on the other person's face was as if he didn't recognize him at all.
But she didn't have the slightest doubt or wavering, as if this was an ironclad fact.
If you have to ask why, there are only two words to answer.
intuition!
"Little, little girl."
Suddenly, he was pounced upon by a peerless beauty with a hot figure and alluring charms. Even this strange man who could live alone in the boundless evil spirit couldn't help but feel stunned. He was quite at a loss and said, "We, do we know each other?"
"Old Hei, don't you recognize me?"
Zhuma looked up at him, her big watery eyes flickering. Her cheeks, which could easily be broken, were washed with tears and looked like water hibiscus, becoming more and more charming and charming, exuding a charm that could sway people's hearts. "I am Zhuma." !”
"I've never heard of anything like pigs, horses or cows."
The surprise in the man's eyes flashed away, and he soon returned to surprise and embarrassment, "Did you recognize the wrong person?"
"Damn Old Hei, stinky Old Hei, why are you pretending?"
Zhuma lifted the armadillo corpse in her hand and said with a sweet smile, "Here, I can recognize you even if you turn into ashes."
The man stared at the armadillo in her hand for a long time, then looked at Zhuma with a confused expression, obviously not knowing what the girl wanted to express.
"You, you really don't recognize me?"
The smile on Zhuma's face gradually faded, and turned to a look of worry, "Did something go wrong when the body was taken away? Or was it because his neck was strangled and his brain was confused?"
"Are you my mistress back then? With your appearance and figure, if we had an affair, it's impossible for me not to remember it."
The slightly fat man scratched his head and murmured in a low voice with some uncertainty. He didn't know if he was talking to Zhuma or to himself, "And you must be less than twenty, right? I haven't been for more than ten thousand years." After leaving Black Sand Ridge, even if I fell in love with a mistress and gave birth to a daughter or something, she would have to be ten thousand years old. It doesn't make sense, it really doesn't make sense."
"What a concubine, what a daughter, stop talking nonsense there!"
Zhuma was both angry and amused when he heard this, "It's obvious that after you were beaten to death by Lin Bei, your soul took over this fat man's body, otherwise you would be so evil..."
The words stopped abruptly midway through.
He had just been snatched away by Lao Hei, so why could he breathe freely in the evil aura?
Could it be that what this fat man practices is the evil spirit technique?
Zhuma suddenly realized that although the fat man in front of him had no visible aura, he was living in this environment with extremely strong evil spirits, but he did not feel any pain or discomfort, which was obviously very abnormal.
If a practitioner of spiritual power wants to practice evil qi skills, he must change the structure of the meridians and the routes of qi. If he is not careful, his body will explode and die. It can be said that the risk is high and the progress is slow. Ordinary people do not have three to five years to do it. Impossible to succeed.
"Fart! What does 'beaten to death by Lin Bei' mean?"
The fat man was also furious and cursed, "Just him? That's ridiculous... Eh? Are you actually a demon?"
Cursing and cursing, he suddenly exclaimed, staring closely at the girl's beautiful face, and then swept his eyes over the dozens of corpses that followed her obediently. He was stunned on the spot, his eyes widened, as if he saw What an incredible sight.
The two of them looked at each other, their big eyes staring at each other, with suspicious looks on their faces. No one said a word, and the surroundings of the wooden house suddenly fell into a deathly silence, and the atmosphere was very awkward.
Did I really admit the wrong person?
After secretly hesitating for a long time, Zhuma finally couldn't hold it in any longer, her lips parted slightly, and she was about to ask again when she saw the slightly fat man's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly looked up at the sky, with a terrifying and fierce light shooting out of his eyes, and the whole body was being released. Infinite killing intent, he is completely different from before.
Feeling the aura on the man's body, Zhuma felt her heart pounding and her soul trembling. She instinctively took two steps back and grabbed Xiao Ming tightly. Her spirit was as tense as a string, ready to jump on the back of a bird and fly away into the sky at any time.
Until this moment, she finally realized that this man was definitely not Lao Hei.
Simply because his strength was far superior to Lao Hei, and far superior to any cultivator she knew, including Zhong Wen.
One look from the other party made her feel terrified, her legs became weak, and she almost had a mental breakdown.
The target of this look was not even her.
Zhuma knew very well that even in his heyday ten thousand years ago, Lao Hei was only a top saint in terms of strength, lagging behind the peak powerhouses like the Five Great Yuan Saints.
But the realm of the slightly fat man was obviously far beyond the realm of a saint.
She had never heard of such a powerful person in the world, and she had never known what kind of realm there was beyond a saint.
She only knew that even if ten thousand of hers were put together, they would not be able to match the man in front of her.
Is this the power that humans can possess?
What other things in the world could make him show such an expression?
Zhuma suppressed the shock in her heart, raised her head with difficulty, and followed the fat man's line of sight. The exaggerated scene in front of her once again shook the girl's outlook, leaving her dumbfounded and almost unable to breathe.
Above the head, a raptor appeared out of nowhere.
It may not be appropriate to call it a raptor, because the size of this fierce bird is so exaggerated that it almost covers the entire sky, blocking the sun and clouds behind it.
The black sand ridge was shrouded in evil aura, making it dark and dim. If you were outside, you would instantly notice that the originally sunny day had turned into darkness.
What a big bird!
The moment she saw this ferocious bird, Zhuma's beautiful eyes widened and her little cherry mouth opened so wide that it could almost fit a whole egg in. Such a thought came to her mind instinctively.
Xiao Ming has grown in size over the years, and his wings can reach more than three feet spread, showing a majestic and domineering appearance.
But placed next to this huge ferocious bird, the golden-feathered roc was as small as an ant, and could not even fit into one of its claws.
Zhuma couldn't help but have a ridiculous idea in her mind, thinking that this big bird could blow itself to the end of the world with just a wave of its wings.
Is the saint the pinnacle of cultivation?
joke!
If the practice is rock climbing, then the saint may not be able to see even halfway up the mountain, and the spiritual master may be close to the foot of the mountain. As for the realm of the heavenly wheel, you may not be able to see the entrance to the mountain gate if you look far away.
At this moment, Zhuma suddenly realized the vastness of the world and the insignificance of himself. He was three parts shocked, three parts depressed, but four parts excited and longing for it.
I still have a long way to go!
The girl let go of Xiao Ming's right arm and couldn't help but touch the Yingui fan tied behind her back. A light flashed in her eyes and her heart was filled with excitement.
"This is the realm of the human race, not the free world."
The fat man stared at the huge ferocious bird in the sky and said coldly, "You must be an old fool and can't find your way home, right?"
"Don't worry, I'm not here to find you."
When the huge ferocious bird made a sound, it was like thunder on the ground. It shocked Zhuma's eardrums and made him dizzy. He lost control of his body and fell to the ground. "This king is here for him!"
What came out of its mouth was actually human language!
As soon as he finished speaking, the giant bird turned his eyes and suddenly fell on Xiao Ming.
At the same time, Xiao Ming, the golden-feathered Dapeng, stared intently at the giant bird in the sky, with confusion and obsession in his eyes. He knew that it was inappropriate for him to do so, but he couldn't bear to look away no matter what.
For some reason, it felt an indescribable sense of intimacy from this terrifying behemoth.
This feeling comes from the blood, from the soul, and is completely beyond the control of thinking.
"As expected, he is a descendant of my Tianpeng clan, good! Good! Good!"
After looking at Xiao Ming for a moment, the giant bird suddenly fluttered its wings, raised its head to the sky and roared excitedly, trembling all over, and kept cheering, "I didn't expect that there is Tianpeng bloodline in the world. Although it is a little mixed, it's not a big deal, Xiao Ming." Guy, come with me!"
This time it spoke not the human language, but the Peng language.
Judging from the giant bird's tone, it turned out to be the descendant of the legendary Kunpeng, the mythical beast Tianpeng!
"W-What are you going to do?"
Zhuma was of course able to understand, and was immediately shocked. He put his arms around Xiao Ming's neck, glared at Tian Peng, and also shouted in Peng language, "Xiao Ming is my partner, I will not let you hurt it." !”
"Human race, this is a family matter of my Tianpeng clan."
A look of surprise flashed in Tianpeng's eyes, but he still replied in human language, "It's not your turn to intervene!"
Every word it uttered was like a thunderbolt, hitting the girl's heart heavily. By the time it finished speaking, the girl's breath was weak, and there was no color on her face. Blood flowed down the corners of her mouth, and drops fell to the ground from her chin. .
Only those big, bright eyes were still glaring fiercely at Tianpeng, with a firm light shining in them, and they did not succumb to the lewd power of the giant.
"No, don't hurt the master!"
Seeing that Zhuma was in danger, Xiao Ming raised his head to the sky and let out a scream, spread his wings suddenly, and blocked her in front of her without hesitation.
"Little guy, I can spare its life, but you must come with me."
Seeing it desperately protecting its master, a strange color flashed in Tianpeng's eyes, and his voice softened a bit, "You should be able to realize that this is fate. How can the noble descendants of Tianpeng be willing to accept the instigation of the Maoless tribe? "
When using human language, it calls Zhuma "human race", but once it switches to Peng language, it immediately becomes "hairless race", and its words are extremely precise and elegant.
Xiao Ming froze, with a look of hesitation on his face.
What Tianpeng said was true. It did feel the power of destiny from the other party, or in other words, it was the call from blood and soul.
However, how can the relationship cultivated by spending time with Zhuma over the past few years be abandoned so easily?
"What a shameless old monster!"
Before it could think about it, a voice full of ridicule and joking suddenly sounded from the west, "You actually came to the human race to bully the small ones, and snatched the baby girl's spiritual pet. It seems that today I will give you an unforgettable experience." Lessons!"
