Chapter 947: Ancient Demon Race

Zi little things smiled silly, did not care about the face, lifted the injured tuǐ, pretending to stretch easily, telling Ye Fan nothing, it does not matter, but it was trembling in pain.

Ye Fan quickly stopped it and did not let it move again. The little guy was obviously injured, but he looked innocent. This kind of pleasing him was distressing.

"Who hurt you like this, and who has been here?" He asked softly. The **** looked calm, but his heart was full of anger.

It was dirty, and I didn't know how many days it had been wandering away. The original shiny fur like purple satin was dimmed, obviously experienced a shock, otherwise it wouldn't rush to see him and tremble slightly.

The wound was cut by a sharp weapon. If it weren't for the spirit of this little creature, it must have been broken, and the shot was quasi-poisonous. Ye Fan was careful to treat the wounds for him, and there was even a stream of dark light flowing, with corrosion, no wonder it was not good for so long.

While using his mana to burn out the dark light, he took out a bottle of the **** spring brought out of the restricted area of ​​life to clean the wound for it, and then carefully bandaged it.

In the process, Komatsu continued to tremble in pain, but did not struggle and speak out, enduring silently, trying to be as good as possible, making people pity.

Ye Fan personally shot, this kind of injury is nothing. The Shenquan from the barren ancient land has a strong vitality, and soon its tuǐ began to get better.

The little guy blinked his eyes, looked down at his wound, his face was so different, he was in pain for so many days, but now he was almost healed, and he was suddenly very happy to forget All hurt.

Ye Fan seriously asked about it. Naturally, it was impossible to expose that someone came to Komatsu's dead hand. If the Throne of the Immortal Seal does not fight back, this is not his style.

At that time, many big enemies in the Big Dipper field lay dead at his feet and broke out of the Heweiwei name. His road was built with blood and bones. Now he has returned to the earth of the end of the Fa era.

Komatsu is very weak and kind, and tells the story of the day. Ye Fan left for half a month, and someone found it in the process. Zi's ​​little thing is afraid of life, hiding in the room, did not go out. This was Ye Fan's advice before leaving, telling him not to run around.

The person came as a demon young man with a good way, who seemed to have a wound on his body. He vomited a bit of blood. Komatsu was very simple and kind. He sent the red moon fruit that Ye Fan sent it to a small piece and sent it to the person. Was killed.

The man spit out a divine cone, hurting the little guy of Zizi, and the lightning that split into pieces blocked his escape to the room.

Komatsu was afraid of thunder and lightning, which was almost inborn. At that time, his mother was hit to protect it. When she died, it happened to be lightning and thunder, and she was almost hacked to the stone mountain once.

Therefore, this time when it was attacked by a strange young man, it was almost in a terrible situation.

It had been waiting for many days, hiding in those underground waterways and garbage bins until the Ye Fan returned.

After learning all this, Ye Fan didn't say much to lightly touch its head. This little thing is just like a blank piece of paper. In the past, it was only accompanied by a small stone Buddha, and one person only vomited to the moon, never contacting humans at all. After it was taken out of the Tibetan area by Ye Fan, he always thought that everyone was just like him, unknowingly the evil of people's hearts, and treated everyone with its kind heart.

By this time, the little thing was still in the mí. I was puzzled to ask Ye Fan, why did that person treat it like that, and what did it do wrong?

"You're not wrong. What's wrong is that the human heart is too complicated. You will know it later."

"Oh." ... The little thing of Zi sè screamed, flashing his big eyes, still puzzled in his heart, full of mí sè.

Ye Fan decided to take it to experience some things in the future, only then will it understand.

Komatsu washed the dust, drank some magic fountains, and finally recovered, and became lively and alive again, recorded a plate of pine nuts, and handed them carefully to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan smiled and handed it a jade snake orchid, full of spirit and fragrance. On the same day, when he and Pangbo were leaving, they spent a lot of source acquisitions and brought a lot of elixir back.

Zi Sè's little thing has bright eyes and is very happy in her arms. She forgets all the injuries at once and smiles carelessly and easily. It is easy to satisfy.

Ye Fan could guess without much thought. Most of them are related to the auction of jade and net bottles, and only it can attract monks to the door. Sure enough, there will soon be a clue. It is a monster young man who has bid three times success. The auction house has his details. Ye Fan showed the photo to Komatsu and confirmed that it was his poisonous hand.

"You have left City B ... you are just useless to escape to the end of the world." Ye Fan whispered softly.

On this day, he went south all the way to Jiujiang, Jiangxi.

This is a villa area, not very far from Lushan Mountain. The mountains and rivers are interdependent and the scenery is beautiful. It can be said that the average person can't afford this price. Any building is sky-high.

Ye Fan stands still and observes in the distance. He is not only a monk, he is also a master of art, and he is most familiar with the trend of mountains and rivers.

There is a looming dragon qi in this place, which leads to a spirit in the rising purple dragon vein in Lushan Mountain in the distance. It is too crucial in the era of the last law to help practice.

Moreover, after carefully looking at it, he noticed a strange shape. This villa is also built with mystery. If he guessed right, this area should belong to a family.

Perhaps when heading abroad, the heads of the households are all standing alone, with different surnames, and can't see anything. However, he believes that this should be a family, hiding here, and the pattern is very particular.

"There is a faint whims ..." Ye Fan murmured, and then strode inward.

Komatsu leaned his head and looked at the villa area curiously. He only thought that the scenery here was beautiful, and the mountains and rivers were nearby.

Ye Fan disappeared one step at a time, came to the depths of the villa area, and stopped in front of the most enchanting villa in the center, where the best view, and the underground purple dragon is the most concentrated.

"The host came out and saw it."

His words stunned the villa area at once, and he could be clearly sensed by his powerful consciousness. At least dozens of eyes swept and peeped in the dark.

Someone in the middle of the villa immediately came out. This is an old man, whose face is as rosy as a baby, silky as snow, and his breath is very good and energetic.

Ye Fanshen remains unchanged, this is definitely a person with a good way, cultivated as the third small realm in the first mysterious realm of the sea one by one **** bridge.

"Do you have anything to do with this little brother?" He asked with a smile.

"You and I are monks, and there is no need to cover up. Since I can find here, all falsehoods are useless." Ye Fandao said.

The old man's **** immediately became solemn and made a gesture of asking him to enter the room to speak, and he took a serious look at the purple squirrel on Ye Fan's shoulder.

Ye Jishen was calm and stepped up to follow up. He learned from a corner where the people who are right now are close to Lushan Mountain, making cultivation possible.

His heavenly eyes can directly look at the origin of the old man. There are a few lines of demon blood flowing in his body, which are not very pure. This vein should be descended from the ancient demon clan.

After entering the hall, the old man invited Ye Fan to sit down and let people bring tea. The words were very polite and asked why he came.

"I think you should know why I went to the door, let the young man come out, there is nothing more to say." Ye Fan tasting tea, said lightly.

"Daoyou is angry, please be restless." The old man saw Ye Fan who was not good. Such a strong force quickly accompanied his smile.

He said that the young man was his incompetent grandson. He had done something reckless and caused this great disaster. Knowing that it was wrong, they were willing to compensate. Ye Fangao raised his hand.

"It's really nice to say, act recklessly? For no reason, suddenly poisoned the poison hand, killing Komatsu xìng life, what kind of heart xìng keep him, let him come out and see me." Ye Fan said with a sullen face.

Komatsu was curious, jumping around in the room, looking at the pure truth, looking at the antiques and so on.

The old man suddenly felt embarrassed and said, "We hope that Dao You forgive me, but we are wrong, but we still ask Hai Han, can you expose this?"

"I just want to ask again, do you want him to come out, do you want me to do it yourself?" Ye Fan took a sip of the tea, and then put down the tea cup, the **** was a little cold.

"My grandson saw a spirit beast, and he was a little curious, so he wanted to conquer. But he didn't hurt anyone, it was just a beast pet, and Daoist would have made a fuss." The old man was also a little unhappy. .

"Are you talking about Komatsu, in my opinion, many people don't have it? I am a little curious. What the **** did your grandson hurt Komatsu. Seeing you know him, he is not qualified." Ye Fan Leng Xiao said.

"You ... are too aggressive!" The old man sank his face, and then he swiped, revealing a divine cone, gloomy, with a trace of years.

"Teacher-level magic weapon." Ye Fan was amazed that it was really rare to see such a powerful weapon in this age of the last law.

Soon, he understood that during the ancient times, there were many sects on the earth, and masters were like clouds. Naturally, there were many great powers, and the weapons they left were nothing.

"This is the weapon." The old man said. Obviously, he showed that this device is not without deterrence.

When Komatsu saw this glimmering divine cone, his body shuddered suddenly, obviously remembering what happened that day. Ye Fan lightened its head and said, "I will make it into a knife for you to use for manicure later."

The old man suddenly changed and said, "You young people know that you are too high and too arrogant!"

At the same time, the door was pushed open, and another old man walked out, actually a monk in the secret realm of Dao Palace, coldly said: "You know, in this world, there are some people you can't mess with, my family has been passed down from ancient times to the present Never fall, who dares to come here and wantonly ?! "

"So, are you still an immortal heritage of the ancients?" Ye Fan smiled.

"Ah ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ For how many years, no one has ever dared to come to us to spread the wild. Young people, you are too young and too ignorant, haven't you heard of this place in Jiujiang, can't you provoke it. The old man who came out shook his head.

At the same time, a young man walked out, and it was the strange young man Ye Fan was looking for.

Komatsu's body suddenly shuddered, and the last time he was wounded, it obviously made him remember deeply. He kindly took a potion to save people, but was almost killed. He never knew where he was wrong.

Ye Fan pointed with his hand, and the young man was set on the wall on the spot. He waved his hand gently across the air. Five fingerprints appeared on his face, and a clear sound came out.

"You ... too deceiving people, dare to spread wild in Jiujiang!" The two old men changed their faces.

"Really, I just don't know that the sky is thick, I just want to provoke you, I see what you can do, annoy me, and overthrow Jiujiang!"

"You can't leave today, you will regret it!" The two old men yelled and yelled outside to ask their disciples to invite people. Apparently they also realized that Ye Fan was hard to mess with. a.