We are cannon fodder, and we are leading the way in cultivating immortals.

He stroked the head of the black python nonchalantly, "I have ten black pythons like this. Can you guess which one I am riding now?"

Wen Xiangyi wanted to say "Guess your uncle", but he was concerned about the old man behind Jiufang Zhuoguang, so he swallowed the words back.

Jiufang Zhuoguang stared at her and smiled. Suddenly, his eyes turned cold and he ordered expressionlessly: "Capture this woman alive, and the other two..."

He paused, glanced at Ling Lan and Jiang Shaobai, narrowed his eyes, and said in a bone-chilling voice: "Kill them."

"Yes." The disciples of Feixing Pavilion immediately surrounded Jiang Shaobai and Ling Lan after receiving the order.

The old man looked at Ling Lan thoughtfully, then stepped forward again and whispered, "Young Master, the young man in red is the heir of the Ling family and the direct disciple of Qing Heng Sword Master. If we kill him directly, we will probably get into trouble. It is better to capture them together first."

Jiufang Zhuoguang's eyes slanted: "I said to kill him, don't you understand? Besides, you should have a way to erase the mark of the soul lamp, right?"

The old man's expression remained unchanged, and he continued, "There is a way, but it is not a perfect plan. If the young master hates him, it would be better to just destroy him and let him end his life on his own."

Jiufang's scorching gaze returned to Wen Xiangyi, with a smile in his eyes: "This young master is in a good mood and is too lazy to torture him anymore, so just give him a quick death."

Ling Lan: I am sick

Wen Xiangyi: Nerve
Jiang Shaobai: ...

You're a very nice person.
At this moment, Ling Lan's mother tongue is speechless.

Seeing this, the old man stopped trying to persuade her. He waved his hand, and a light golden rope flew out from his sleeve and flew towards Wen Xiangyi's waist like a swimming snake.

Wen Xiangyi's pupils shrank, and she clenched her teeth and tried to activate the Changsheng Sword, but the pressure was too strong, forcing her to be unable to move.

At the critical moment, Baozi crawled out of the spirit beast bag, looked at the flying rope, spit out his snake temper, then jumped up and opened his mouth wide!
The rope was originally heading for Wen Xiangyi's waist, but Baozi just jumped in front of her and opened his mouth to swallow the entire rope into his stomach!
Wen Xiangyi was stunned at first, and finally widened her eyes in disbelief.

Wait a minute?
Did Baozi eat the broken rope so juicyly?

Not even a burp.

Others who saw this scene were also stunned.

What it is?
Did he just eat that high-level Immortal Binding Rope like that?
A pitch-black fat snake actually...actually ate the Immortal Binding Rope into its stomach. It's simply unbelievable!
Jiufang Zhuoguang saw the bun that had re-entered Wen Xiangyi's arm, and raised his handsome eyebrows: "Interesting, catch them all together."

The moment the old man saw Baozi, a gleam of light burst out from his cloudy eyes: "Little girl, your spirit beast is really rare. I have never seen one before."

Wen Xiangyi sneered in his heart, if you have seen it, it must be weird.

After the old man finished speaking, he formed seals with his hands and summoned two magical instruments. One was a bracelet-sized emerald green ring, and the other was a completely black cage. They flew into the sky, spun for a moment, and then headed straight for Wen Xiangyi.

Damn! Again?
When Wen Xiangyi saw the emerald green ring, she suddenly recalled some bad memories. This thing looked just like the magic weapon that Qiu Yuan had used to lock her up.

Needless to say, the other pitch-black cage is definitely a magical tool for catching buns.

She set her eyes on the bun, so could these two things be eaten together?

Baozi had telepathic connection with her and immediately bent his body to make a launching start while opening his mouth wide.

Seeing this, Wen Xiangyi felt infinite hope in his heart and quickly said, "Good Baozi, if you can eat all of that old man's magic weapons, I will definitely open a baozi shop for you when we leave here. This time, it's not just empty talk!"

Baozi wagged his tail like a puppy when he heard that. If he could speak human language, he would definitely say, "Please stop making promises for me, my dear!"

The bold words of taking over the entire bun shop really inspired Baozi greatly. He opened his mouth wide and ate the two magic weapons one by one like meatballs.

The whole place was silent. Even the group of Feixing Pavilion disciples who were about to attack Ling Lan and Jiang Shaobai looked at Baozi in shock.

Eat again... again?

Could this be a sky-swallowing python?

"Oh my god." Ling Lan almost dropped his jaw in shock.

The old man's expression finally changed. When he looked at Baozi again, there was a bit more scrutiny and heat in his eyes.

"This spiritual beast is not an ordinary one. It would be a waste of its talent if it remained in your hands. I will take it for you!"

After saying this, the old man flew over.

Jiufang Zhuoguang shouted gloomily, "Stop!"

The old man froze in an instant, with a puzzled look on his face: "Young Master?"

Jiufang Zhuoguang glared at him coldly: "Who allowed you to touch her? No one except me can touch him."

Wen Xiangyi: ???

If you are not a brother, what qualifications do you have to say this?

Are you acting like a domineering president falling in love with me?

If she were that old man, she would probably want to slap this stupid and pretentious guy to death.

Ling Lan rolled his eyes on the spot: "Are you still possessive?"

Is this brother being serious and funny?
Jiang Shaobai also sneered: "Xiangyi has nothing to do with you."

Jiufang Zhuoguang narrowed his eyes and glanced at Ling Lan and Jiang Shaobai. Seeing that the Feixing Pavilion disciples were still staring at Baozi, his face darkened and he sneered: "What are you all standing there for! Hurry up and do it!"

The three of them looked at each other and decided to fight to the death in tacit understanding.

Now the powerful pressure from the old man makes it seem like they can't move. Faced with such a huge disparity in strength, they can only take a gamble and burn their boats!
The moment the Feixing Pavilion disciples took action, they relaxed their tense bodies at the same time. They no longer used the spiritual power in their bodies to forcibly resist the powerful pressure, but let their bodies fall into the deep sea.

thump!
Several sounds of water were heard, and the figures of the three people disappeared in an instant.

Jiufang Zhuoguang's face was as cold as frost: "A bunch of rubbish, hurry up and find it!"

The old man took a leisurely glance at the place where the three people fell, and said calmly: "Young Master, don't worry, they can't escape."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the already restless sea surface immediately began to surge with huge waves, and two black shadows appeared in the waves.

In an instant, the sword light and the sound of the piano came together. The old man hummed softly and was about to reach out to grab it. However, in the foggy sea area, the Sea-Shaking Devil Claw Fish suddenly became crazy.

A melodious and long sound came from the air. When I looked closely, I saw a young man in white standing in the air, holding a glowing leaf in his hand and playing it.

The old man narrowed his eyes. Is that... a paulownia leaf?
Wen Xiangyi and Ling Lan stood side by side, with huge waves behind them.

Seeing this, she sneered: "Do you think you are the only one who can control beasts?"

Before Xiaobai came to this plane, he was Long Aotian!
(End of this chapter)