The Little Dragon King hid the water spirit in Mu Fengchun's thoughts and helped the latter give birth to the wood spirit to nourish life, which indeed played a role in delaying death.
But at this moment, Mr. Qiu also seemed to be reborn. As time passed, his momentum became more and more powerful, corroding the green mist into pieces with sour sounds, making the color of the latter a bit darker than before.
Mr. Qiu has noticed an opportunity. As long as he has a thought, the other party will wither in the death energy!
But after his strength doubled, his mood suddenly changed slightly.
Rather than the pleasure of killing, Mr. Qiu wants to improve his skills and understanding to a higher level in order to gain recognition from his master! So he simply regarded Mu Fengchun as a sharpening stone for him to improve his strength. .
Just when Mr. Qiu was immersed in the sweet dream of being praised by his master, he faintly felt a threat!
As several rays of golden light flashed, several thunderbolts as thick as water tanks fell from the sky, then twisted into a giant dragon and hit him with a roar...
"Senior Mu! How are you?"
A ray of golden light flashed across the sky, and Hei Yi folded his golden wings and descended from the sky with Wu Fan.
"What do you think?" Feeling the return of the savior, Mu Fengchun had lost all his strength and collapsed on the ground, unable to breathe.
"I'm really sorry. What happened just now and I didn't have time to explain too much has caused Senior Mu to suffer..." Wu Fan apologized.
"Young and old man, this is such a pretentious thing..." Mu Fengchun feigned anger and glared at Wu Fan. Seeing that there was no movement from Young Master Qiu, he turned his attention to Hei Yi, "Hei Peng King , has your bloodline been successfully fused?"
"Although the fusion is not complete, it is only stable and harmless." Perhaps because of the fusion of the Jinpeng clan's bloodline, the originally cold temperament of Hei Gai became a bit more friendly in his words.
Mu Fengchun nodded. It seemed that the other party came to help as soon as the bloodline merged.
With a wink to the side, Mu Fengchun said solemnly: "How to deal with this guy?"
Hei Wei frowned slightly: "This guy's master is very cautious and will definitely leave a special mark on his body! Now that we have solved him, we are afraid that the guy will immediately find out that he missed the business... Since this guy is already dead , why not just leave him here to fend for himself!"
"Oh, that's fine... But you're talking about business? What else is there?" Mu Fengchun was puzzled. Their original intention of this trip was just to find the answer, but they didn't want to have one thing after another after finding the answer. Stories and accidents come…
"Let's get out of here first..." Hei Yi was worried that Mr. Qiu's life was in danger and he wouldn't be able to bear it for too long. He picked up Wu Fan and Mu Fengchun, one on the left and the other on the right, and flew into the distance...
Being in the thunder, countless scars have been burned on Mr. Qiu's body. They are like black lightning, spreading along the blood lines on Mr. Qiu's skin.
Suddenly, the power of the thunder dissipated. Mr. Qiu staggered and half-knelt on the ground. Then he stood up with the mottled sword and murmured: "If you want me to die... it's not that easy... I must take off your sword." Give the head to Master..."
As he spoke, a dark golden aura emerged from the long sword and surrounded Mr. Qiu again, dyeing his pupils and hair into a withered yellow...
"That's enough." Mr. Qiu was about to leave when he heard a faint voice behind his ears. He subconsciously stabbed him with his sword without any hesitation.
The strange thing is that this death energy had just penetrated halfway but disappeared without a trace, and it no longer had any power at all.
Young Master Qiu frowned and was about to take action again, but heard a gentle scolding coming from behind him.
"That's enough! Lu Xiaoxing."
Hearing this, Mr. Qiu's hand movements froze, his aura immediately dissipated, and even his hair color and pupils returned to normal.
"Master...Master..." Mr. Qiu turned around quickly and knelt down in front of the shadow behind him: "Master, I'm sorry, my disciple didn't know it was you..."
"It's not your fault. The master has indeed lacked care for you over the years. It seems that he is really incompetent as a master. I feel sorry for you as a master..." the person said softly.
"Don't dare! Don't dare... Master, it's the disciple who is useless! It's the disciple who failed to fulfill the master's instructions first! But please don't worry, master, the disciple will go and deal with the Black Peng clan and return to you in an honest and fair manner. In front of me!" Mr. Qiu said urgently.
"No need." Xuying's voice was still soft, "Looking for the Black Roc King was just an excuse to keep you here as my master. Now that your strength has greatly increased, this matter is irrelevant..."
Mr. Qiu nodded as if he understood, and then his eyes lit up with joy: "Master! Since my disciple has fulfilled your conditions, can I come back to you and help you?"
"Help me? Hahahaha..." The other party suddenly laughed loudly for some reason.
"Master...Master, why are you laughing at me?" Hearing the other party laugh, Mr. Qiu suddenly felt guilty for no reason.
"Disciple, don't get me wrong." The other party stopped laughing, "You have done my master a great favor by staying here. My master has never felt that you have ever left my side."
"Really?" Facing this master, Mr. Qiu changed his usual cold tone, like a child who got candy, his face flushed with excitement.
"When did my master lie to you?" Xuying said lightly, "Disciple, do you still remember what my master once promised you?"
"Disciple, remember!" Mr. Qiu's breathing suddenly became rapid.
"It's almost time. When things here at the Demon Locking Tower are over, you can go about your own business with confidence and boldness."
"Really?" Mr. Qiu still couldn't believe it and asked again.
"Of course! It's just that this thing is simple to say, but it's not easy to achieve! Even if you don't do it, you are still qualified to stay with me based on your current strength!"
"No!" Mr. Qiu suddenly said firmly, "You have earned your qualifications by yourself! Master, don't worry, my disciple will not let you down!"
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"No matter what, it's been a hard work for you along the way... You've done so much for us, now you can rest here with peace of mind!"
"Little friend, I'm ready, let's go!" Mu Fengchun greeted from a distance.
"I know." Wu Fan responded to the distance, then leaned down slightly: "Don't worry, sooner or later I will let you out of the shackles of the Demon Locking Tower! Take care...Xiao Jie!"
Wu Fan patted the dirt bag in front of him, and felt really bad. Although Xiao Jie had only known him for a few days, he was willing to sacrifice his life to protect himself. This was very different from the behavior of the heroic allies he knew.
The League of Heroes does indeed do many evil things, but after this incident Wu Fan suddenly discovered that under the bad reputation of the League of Heroes, there are also many poor people who can't help themselves.
If I can find a way to bring these guys together, and then cooperate inside and outside, maybe I can make the League of Legends fall into pieces!
After passing through the Two Worlds Table and leaving the Demon Locking Tower, Wu Fan always has the illusion that he is still in the Demon Locking Tower...
However, when he thought about it, there seemed to be nothing wrong. After all, the continent he was standing on was indeed once a layer of the Demon Locking Tower.
"Brother Wu Fan, you still don't know how to solve the problem in Yangdu?" Finally leaving the Demon Locking Tower, Hei Lai could no longer suppress his overwhelming anger towards the League of Heroes, and the cool stream in front of him could not quench it.
Mu Fengchun, who was drinking water by the stream, heard the words and leaned his ears closer. Thinking of the previous answer, he seemed to have only got the first half.
"Brother Heiyi, please be patient. It may not be that simple to solve this matter..." Wu Fan said with a bitter smile.
Seeing Wu Fan hesitating, Hei Yi patted his chest and vowed: "Please rest assured, brother, brother, I have endured it for so long and will never be in a hurry!"
"Brother Heiyi, you misunderstood. It's not that Wufan doesn't trust you, but I'm afraid this condition doesn't allow it..." Wufan got more and more headache as he spoke.
"Conditions?" Hei Yi frowned, "Xiandi, I just say it doesn't matter. As long as Yangdu can be revived, I can accept it!"
"Actually, the one you want to assist is still a little girl..." Wu Fan said helplessly, holding his forehead.
"Little girl?" Hei Yi nodded slightly.
He smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, dear brother, I've been here before! There will be no prejudice against gender or origin. I will treat you equally regardless of whether you are a man or a woman, and I will help you loyally!"
"Little girl!" Mu Fengchun exclaimed, almost falling into the water, "Little friend! Are you talking about Yang Momo?"
"That's right..." Wufan shrugged.
"Yang Mo Mo?" Hei Yi pinched his chin and asked repeatedly: "Is this girl from the Yang family? Why have I never heard of it? Seeing your attitude, could it be that... this girl is too difficult to deal with?"
"Why are you asking? You'll know when you see him." Mu Fengchun suddenly thought of something and pulled Wu Fan aside with a roll of his eyes.
"Little friend, I see that you two are familiar with each other, so he won't refuse your offer, right?"
"Ah?" Wu Fan was confused by Mu Fengchun's words, "Senior, you should just say what you have to say!"
"Ahem... I think that little girl Yang Momo won't be able to take charge of the big things in Yangdu for a while. There is still plenty of work left for this guy. How about placing him next to those two people first?"
"What about you?" Wu Fan knew that Mu Fengchun was restless, so he could tell his thoughts at a glance and said with a half-smile.
"Old man...of course I will follow you! After all, the situation of what will happen next is unknown, and it is always more convenient to have multiple helpers." Mu Fengchun pretended to be profound.
"In that case, why don't I take the Black Roc King with me? You've seen what he's capable of."
"Uh... this..." Mu Fengchun was immediately troubled, and then he didn't give up: "Little friend! I think... it's better for you to take me with you! After all, you rely on anger to maintain the fusion of body and soul, although it seems It seems to be stable, but I am afraid that if something abnormal happens, the sky will not respond and the earth will not work! And..."
"I understand, let me think about it first." Wufan grinned, then turned back to the Black Peng King.
"Don't think about it! Ouch..." Mu Fengchun was tortured by that little girl so much that he had no rest day or night, so much so that he suffered from neurasthenia and lost his hair. He shuddered every time he thought about it, and squatted back to the stream with a depressed look on his face.
"Brother Heiyi, our trip has caused quite a stir in the Demon Locking Tower! It won't take long for your news to be spread by the League of Heroes, and I'm afraid that by then you will..." Regardless of Mu Fengchun, Wu Fan also Continue the previous topic with the Black Roc King.
"Don't worry, dear brother, it won't take long for my brother's blood to be completely fused. By then! As long as it's not the bastard behind the League of Legends, no one can do anything to me!" After all, Hei Yi has gone through great storms, and for his own He was very confident in his strength, and then he patted his chest and assured: "So, brother, don't worry, as long as I don't die for a day, the restoration of Yangdu will never be shattered!"
With his concerns resolved, Wu Fan was about to discuss his future plans when he heard Hei Yi continue to speak.
"But before that, could you please do me a favor, dear brother, and sort out some old matters?"
Wu Fan did not hesitate, nodded and said: "Brother Heibo just said it doesn't matter!"
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