Retrograde fairy way

He was concentrating on eating heroes and pointing at Chi Tianliang, but he didn't notice a cyan figure on the periphery rushing towards him quickly.

Even the guards around them didn't notice at all. They were first suppressed by Chi Tianliang who was about to go crazy and almost ran away, and then they were suppressed to the ground by Chi Yinglie who came over after hearing the news.

At this moment, their minds were full of exhaustion and awe, how could they have the leisure to pay attention to their surroundings?

In addition, the speed of that figure was really too fast, beyond their imagination. In their minds, they would rather believe that it was a leaf passing by before them than believe that it was a figure running fast.

And that figure did not emit the slightest fluctuation of vitality, which was completely beyond their understanding, and when they realized it, that figure was already close to Chi Yinglie, the invincible family guardian in their hearts, only a short distance of two meters away.

With such a short distance, even sounding a warning seemed too late.

All of Chi Yinglie's mind at this time was poured into Chi Tianliang in front of him. His spiritual consciousness suppressed his mind with all his strength, and the finger he pointed out had not had time to touch the back of Chi Tianliang's head. Be alert.

I saw him reacting in an instant, his figure retreated suddenly, and his spiritual consciousness exploded with all his strength, trying to see who could threaten him.

However, the moment at this moment seemed too short, so short that he could only feel a tingling pain in his consciousness, and then he lost consciousness in his body, and followed in Chi Yanlie's footsteps.

And those guards just felt a blur in front of their eyes, and the blue figure lost its trace, like an illusion, but they lost the coercion they had before.

After a while, everyone realized that Chi Yinglie in front of him and his patriarch were both out of breath. They all looked at each other and fled in all directions with horror on their faces.

But the instigator of this incident was heading towards the west with vigor and vigor.

……

After Ren Dongsheng and other members of the three parties got the news, they came to Chi's house first.

When they saw who the three corpses were visiting in the hall, they all heard the gasps of the people around them.

After all, the old man among the three lying in front of him is not a roadside grass, but a solid foundation-building monk. Even in their sect, he is also the elder of the elders. Unexpectedly, he was lying straight at this time. it's here.

But without Venerable Establishment Foundation, the Chi family, where Chi Yinglie was in charge, had no value at all in their eyes.

In this regard, they also lost the meaning of staying, bid farewell and left in a hurry, except for a few people to report to the sect, they rushed to another target.

This is a true portrayal of the reality of the turmoil of forces and the sadness of human nature.

And the series of measures they took against the vengeance seeker also lost their effect, and they were all very fortunate that they did not confront that person head-on.

In Bi Shuitian's words: "Just kidding, let us fight recklessly with a person who can kill a foundation cultivator, that is not bravery, but courting death!"

And Ren Dongsheng and the four major qi-refining back-level monks were also very fortunate, but when people returned to the sect to report the matter, they included some other information that the three parties did not know.

At the west gate of Wuchi City, a blue figure flashed past, and the passers-by felt a gust of wind blowing by, so they didn't think about it any more, and continued to do what they were doing.This cyan figure is none other than Wang Mo.

And what happened in front of Chi's house before was also the result of his stay in Wuchi City for several days.

Knowing oneself, knowing one's enemy, and victorious in all battles, using clever schemes, led to the disintegration of the Chi family, and left oneself unscathed. This is the best way to attack and plan.

Venerable Zhu Ji dropped the Xun on the spot, and when Wang Mo pulled away to leave, he did not forget to make up for Chi Tianliang, who was looking sluggish.

The sword edge slashed across his neck, and it was just a matter of convenience. After all, Wang Mo didn't want to have a chance to target himself in an orderly manner when a family had a leader, and lost Chi Tianliang. Based on his understanding, most of the remaining people will start a bloody struggle for power, or be directly wiped out by their enemies, but there is no need for him to worry about these.

Wang Mo, who had no nostalgia for Wuchi City, did not know that he had escaped a conspiracy against him for a short time after he left.

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After traveling for a day and a night, Wang Mo came to the edge of a big river. From the information he got before, he knew that the name of this river was Baili River. It didn't mean that it was hundreds of miles long, but that it was hundreds of miles wide.

Unfortunately, Wang Mo was at the widest part of the river at this time. Due to the terrain, the Baili River happened to turn in the direction of Wang Mo's trip, blocking his way.

But Wang Mo, who didn't want to change his course, could only choose to cross this river.

But the strength of Wang Mo's mind and spirit can only maintain him to forcefully fly a hundred miles with the sword. In this regard, he decided to rest here for a night and fly across the river tomorrow morning.

At night, while Wang Mo was sitting in meditation, his mind suddenly felt a rhythm. When he looked down, he found that there were a few cracks on the cracked golden eagle egg shell in his hand. With the crackling sound, the egg shell the size of two fists also followed shattered.

Wang Mo looked at it dumbfounded, a small wet head was exposed in the gap, even without the help of firelight, his powerful eyesight could still see at night.

On the small head, there are strands of wet and sticky taupe lines on the top. The gray beak looks like noodles, only the two big eyes are slightly agile, but the timidity and embarrassment revealed in it The curious color and its appearance at this time make Wang Mo really dare not compliment it.

That funny appearance also made him dare not refuse to believe it. This is what Feng Yiyi explained in the auction that day, and the majestic and majestic Wind Cracking Golden Eagle looks like this.

"Is this clearly a native chicken that just hatched?" Wang Mo recalled in his heart the appearance of the chickens raised in his yard back then.

But when he saw this "chicken" that had just hatched, after observing the surroundings, he ate the eggshells one by one into his mouth, but looking at the small abdomen, it was really hard to explain, How is it able to hold so many eggshells?

Just when the "native chicken" crushed the last sesame-like shell, he raised his head and looked at Wang Molai who was holding himself in the palm of his hand.

It tilted its head and looked at Wang Mo for a while, stretched out its soft beak and gently pecked at Wang Mo's clothes, as if sniffing something.

Then he let out a cheerful grunt, and slapped it vigorously a few times. After eating the eggshell, he dried up and thinned his wings, twisted his clumsy body directly, and threw himself on Wang Mo's shoulder.

Shrinking his body, he tried his best to curl up to Wang Mo's neck and collar, as if he had found a warm nest, closed his eyes and fell asleep enjoying himself.

After watching the "Native Chicken" performance, Wang Mo realized how stiff his facial muscles were. He turned his head to look at the "Native Chicken" on his left shoulder, rubbed his cheeks vigorously with his right hand, and said bitterly: "What's this called?"

In the morning, Wang Mo surprisingly didn't start the morning exercise that he had been doing for more than ten years, but took care of the "chicken" on his shoulders that had been pecking at his hair.

This "native chicken" kept making noises before dawn, which made Wang Mo unable to calm down and meditate, and couldn't bear to abandon the little guy he "hatched" for the first time, although it was really ugly.

Trying to input a few wisps of true energy into it, although you can hear the meaning of joy from its immature cry, but it is not a long-term method, after all, it is impossible to input energy for it for a long time, you know, this is his The original dantian true qi that came from hard training, it was nothing to pay a little in order to revive it.

"If things go on like this for a long time, the advancement of cultivation will definitely be affected. After all, this little guy will grow up. Is it impossible to feed him with true energy? Even if he grows up, I'm afraid his cultivation will drop too much. many."

But at this time, Wang Mo didn't know that with the nourishment of true qi these days, what a perverted monster appeared in the later generations, but this is another story.

But the most urgent thing at the moment is to solve the food for the "Native Chicken" who is obviously starving. After thinking about it for a while, Wang Mo touched it in his arms.

When he stretched out his hand, there was a demon core the size of a quail exuding a faint light green light. This was Wang Mo's stock when he lived with the two foxes in Tiandang Mountain. For these low-level demon cores , the two foxes have always dismissed it, but they have always been as frugal as him, and they felt it was a pity to discard it, so they put it away.

At this time, it came in handy, as soon as he took out the demon core, "Native Chicken" couldn't wait to peck at it.

It's just that when the "turkey" was about to peck the core into his mouth, he suddenly withdrew his hand.

Because he thought of a serious problem, he immediately ignored the "chicken" who was anxiously pecking his fist, and began to think.

After a while, Wang Mo realized that the "Native Chicken" who was tired of pecking was a little panting. His eyes glanced at its gray feathers, and when he thought of its round appearance curled up on his shoulders, his eyes lit up immediately, and he opened his mouth and said : "If you have it, call it a potato!"

"Native Chicken" looked at Wang Mo in puzzlement, and glanced at his fist expectantly, which contained the food it longed for.

However, Wang Mo didn't want to give it to it. He once raised a 'mynah bird', but he knew that the most important thing to keep a pet is the beginning stage.

If you can't grasp it well, these animals yearning for freedom will definitely abandon you in the future after their wings become stiff.At this time, hunger is the best way to deal with it, although it is a bit cruel.

Therefore, at this time, Wang Mo wanted to use this method to seduce the "native chicken", but he didn't know that this so-called "native chicken" was not as he had imagined, and would leave him when he became an adult.

After thinking for a while, he looked straight at "Native Chicken" and said, "From now on, you will be called Tudou!"