Blue flames burst out of the deserted land, and three-eyed skeletons of will-o'-the-wisps emerged one after another.
The shaking of the little guy's body was transmitted to Lin Ming, and Lin Ming could feel its fear deep into his bones.
The little guy was too impressed by the three-eyed clan.
His mind was dominated for a moment.
Lin Ming held up the little guy with one hand, and a light purple halo appeared on the index finger of the other hand.
The fingertips touched the little guy's eyebrows, and the water-like light spread backward along the hair, head, neck, body, limbs, and long tail.
The hair fell back like a forest, and fine waves swept from the roots to the tips, looking quite magical.
The little guy's frightened expression calmed down.
"Brother Ming, what happened to me just now?"
Lin Ming shook his head and rubbed its little head, "It's okay."
After calming down, the little guy hugged his long snow-white tail and said, "I saw the one who destroyed my hometown..."
Lin Ming covered its body with his big hands, conveying warmth, "I know it's true."
After a pause, Lin Ming added: "Look on the bright side, this is a clue to your hometown."
The little guy blinked his eyes, and his eyes gradually became gleaming.
go home!
Who doesn’t have his own home?
Even if he has been wandering for many years, even if he is heartless, the little guy will still remember the indelible past.
When there is no one around, when you are dreaming at night, when you are lying on your back on the water...
Too many times, there is a knot in my heart.
The happiness on the surface is real, and the confusion on the inside is also real, it’s all about it.
The little guy shook his tail and showed a wry smile, "Well, I have two homes. One I haven't found yet, and the other is with Brother Ming."
Lin Ming nodded, raised his hand, and stretched it to his shoulder.
The little guy moved his four paws and walked back to the position he was most familiar with, and the smile returned to his face.
Long Zhan watched the whole process and suddenly tilted his head, "If you think about it carefully, it's really nice to have such a pet."
Lin Ming tilted his head and glanced sideways, "The little guy is not a pet, he is a companion."
The little guy raised his paws and nodded repeatedly, "It's a partner, it's a partner."
Long Zhan looked embarrassed, "Sorry, I didn't mean anything else, it was just a slip of the tongue."
The little guy puffed up his chest and hummed softly, "I forgive you."
Lin Ming chuckled and looked around.
Envy flashed in the little monkey's eyes.
Yu Qianqian clasped her hands tightly and bit her lower lip lightly.
Both care.
At this time, blue light suddenly appeared from all directions, ghost fires rose into the sky, and the area of the desolate land quickly spread.
"Get out!" Long Zhan shouted.
The little guy reminded: "Don't use spiritual energy directly. The bad guys of the Three-Eyed Clan feed on spiritual energy. The spiritual energy must contain sword intention and fist intention before they can't digest it in a short period of time."
Lin Ming nodded, unsheathed the Jingxian Sword, and danced back and forth, like a bird out of its cage, using all his strength to fly.
Wherever this sword passed, there was the prototype of Lin Ming's artistic conception, dispelling the blue ghost fire and the desolate land.
"The methods of the Three-Eyed Clan don't seem to work well for those who understand the artistic conception."
Lin Ming turned to look at Long Zhan, "You try."
Long Zhan nodded and swung a straight right fist, infusing it with the spirit of Lieyang Fist that touched the threshold of artistic conception.
boom!
The desolate land instantly collapsed, but the effect was not as good as Lin Ming's Jingxian Sword.
"Effective." Long Zhan thought about it for a moment, lowered his waist and dismounted, with the killing intent of the rising dragon's eyes rising on his body.
This time, before the punch was fired, the will-o'-the-wisp disappeared.
"Three-eyed people seem to have a natural fear of things related to their minds."
"If you find a weakness, it will be easier to deal with." Lin Ming smiled slightly and was about to speak.
Suddenly, a shadow flashed across his mind.
Lin Ming's sword eyebrows were raised, and his starry eyes flashed with light, "Where to go?"
As soon as the words fell to the ground, the divine text with the word "sword" rose into the sky, and vast purple light shone in all directions.
Soon, purple light flooded the shadow.
"Ah!" Xuying screamed and fell forward.
The withered yellow grass leaves on the ground rustled and trembled. In response to Lin Ming's call, they turned into swords and penetrated the shadow instantly.
欻昘昘……
"Can you still survive?" Long Zhan's mouth twitched.
Lin Ming shrugged his shoulders and walked to the shadow first.
Raising his hand, the Jingxian Sword flew into Lin Ming's hand and slashed down smoothly.
brush!
The sword edge passed over the shadow's neck, and the Seven Emotions Sword Intent burned the shadow, making a gurgling sound, like boiling tap water being filled with electricity when it boils.
The shadow instantly changes from clearly visible to the naked eye to blurry.
One more strike and I'm afraid I'll have to confess.
"Spare your life, spare your life, young hero, spare your life." Xuying shouted, holding his head with two translucent arms and kneeling on the ground.
Lin Ming put the edge of his sword against the shadow's back and said, "Stand up."
"Young hero, isn't the position of your sword a bit..."
"Cut the nonsense and stand up or die."
Phantom: "..."
After arching forward several times in succession, the shadow slowly got up and stood there, lowering its head.
He looked like he was weak.
Lin Ming pinched the bridge of his nose and looked at the other person carefully.
The whole body is black and gray, and the body and legs cannot be seen clearly, but the hands are similar to ordinary people, except that a single palm is connected with three fingers.
hair? No.
A black lump, like a dark cloud hanging over the head.
"Raise your head." Lin Ming's voice was slightly colder, "Say your name."
The shadow slowly raised its head, revealing a face with three eyes and no mouth or nose.
"The little one has no name, only a number. You can call me 5201314."
Lin Ming froze on the spot dumbfounded.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
He didn't come back to his senses, and everyone felt strange.
The awkward atmosphere echoed around.
At this time!
The little guy waved his paws and shouted: "The bad guy from the three-eyed tribe."
The shouts were loud and penetrated the sky.
Two small wave hammers turned from illusion into reality and hit the phantom's head at the same time.
boom! boom!
His head was sunken, but Xuying was not dead yet. Instead, he grinned and said, "This young... Master, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully. Don't be too busy doing anything."
The little guy didn't care, and continued to use the hammer to vent the frustration in his heart.
One hammer, two hammers, three hammers...
Countless small hammer heads fell. Lin Ming saw that there was no 'intention' attached to the small hammer heads, so he could not really eliminate the shadow, so he let the little guy vent his anger.
Xu Ying seemed to have discovered this as well.
His life was safe for the time being, and he didn't dare to dwell too much on the pain of being beaten back and forth.
After a while, the little guy put away the hammer, shook his head from side to side, and rubbed his shoulders.
Lin Ming smiled and said, "Are you sure this is the Three-Eyed Clan?"
"I will never admit my mistake," the little guy nodded. "Even if they turn into ashes, I will still recognize them!"
Lin Ming nodded, moved his wrist slightly, and lifted the tip of the Jingxian Sword up the shadow's neck.
"Did you see it? The three-eyed tribe is not scary. They are just normal life forms. They feel pain, are afraid, and can beg for mercy."
The little guy was stunned for half a second, then gave a heavy hum.
"They're not scary, not scary at all."
Lin Ming rubbed the little guy's head, turned his head and looked at the shadow.
"Since you don't have a name, it means your status is not very important. You can't get any information even if you think about it. How about you just die?"
Xuying nodded subconsciously, then shook his head suddenly, "No, it's very bad. If you ask, I will tell you everything. If you are really dissatisfied, I can also help you deceive my fellow tribesmen."
