Chapter 27 Dark Moon Mountain, Black Butterfly
A spirit beast stared at its bloody copper bell-like eyes, and tears rolled down, running away and screaming.
I saw that its buttocks and flame-like long tail were bitten by a small swallow, and his buttocks were burned golden by a fire, which can be said to be running naked.
"Roar!" The scream is extremely sad. This fire lion is definitely the hegemon in the neighborhood, but today, it is pitiful and has been abused in the morning.
No matter how much it begs for mercy, how how much it howls, how miserable it screams, the murderous spirit always covers it.
Yuyan bit its tail with hatred, waved the tail of the scissors, and threw a long thorn on the fire lion's buttocks, which made the fire lion suffer unbearably, and the pain was not as good as death.
After the fart rolled and peed, it finally heard the sound of the god of killing, which was so pleasant and pleasant.
"Okay, flying rain, bells, let it go. If there is spirituality, let him survive by himself."
Han Fei and the other two walked out from behind, looking at the bells that threw out flame paper charms, and then watching the rain and swallows stabbing the fire lion with their mouths. He couldn't bear to witness them.
Fei Ling and Song Liuyuan smiled bitterly and looked at Han Fei strangely.
In the past month, Han Fei has been doting on the bell. They all saw it. Just like loving my sister, it makes them feel that Han Fei is the best brother in the world, which is so glorious.
However, when the two of them thought of the murderousness after Han Fei was furious, they couldn't help shivering.
"Damn lion, it was the one who stepped on me and let me fall off the cliff. I remember it." The bell stamped the body of the fire lion with hatred. Hearing what Han Fei said, he couldn't help but be angry. He crossed his legs and sat on the fire lion.
Han Fei suddenly looked up and a snow-white bird suddenly flew over the sky.
"The heavy snow is about to close the mountain. Where should we go?" Feeling the cold smell on the big bird, Song Liuyuan asked.
"Pigudan can't let us spend this winter. We must go to a trading point to buy some medicinal materials and refining materials for thousands of miles." Looking at the infinitely cute girl in the bell, Han Fei felt like an uncle.
"Where is the largest trading place in the cultivation of immortals?" Han Fei narrowed his cold eyes and breathed through the body.
Song Liuyuan and the two were shocked, and Feiling said solemnly, "There are three largest trading locations. One is the Holy Mountain of the Great Qin Kingdom, which trades some rare items all year round, and the other is the Northern Tianchi. Generally, they are all medicinal herbs and magic weapons with cold attributes. The third is the Dark Moon Mountain in the south. Here, the trades are all stolen goods, and they have the strength to seize.
When Han Fei heard this, he suddenly became interested. Licking your lips seems to have a sense of war. Just go to Dark Moon Mountain.
The group of four set off immediately, and they were not in a hurry. They walked on the road and rested, and tried to give all the charm skills they could to the bell.
After this kind of refining, as a paper charm thrown by a bomb, the bell is quite interested, like going crazy, absorbing all the knowledge of Han Fei's rune seal.
Song Liuyuan was extremely surprised. Han Fei was clearly a sword practice. How could he be the art of seal that needed to be practiced with great effort in the early stage? Could it be that Han Fei practiced the way of sword cultivation in the early stage and could practice the art of charm by the way.
Only Feiling knows that Han Fei is actually a disciple of Xianxia Sect who has entered the first faction in the Tang Dynasty. As a swordsman, he must be a dazzling figure in the sect, and the sect will definitely give the greatest resources to practice.
Swallowing a tonic elixir, Han Fei fell to the ground tiredly, allowing the bell to help him wipe his sweat.
Looking at this, the wide lake has turned into a huge pit, and the ground is radioactive, cracking gullies in all directions.
The sharp and domineering sword spirit rises from the pit, and the powerful sword spirit is still lingering in the air.
As soon as his nose moved, Song Liuyuan could still smell a damp breath. The cold energy raged around, the earth cracked and the trees collapsed.
Once again witnessed the power of the big waves, Song Liuyuan was deeply shocked.
The bell helped Han Fei sit up, and his eyes were full of worship. The man who saved him fell into her world from the sky and changed her life.
When night fell, Han Fei finally regained his strength and thought to himself, "There is still enough weight of Buyuan Dan. The medicinal power of the two Bu Yuan Dan can support my sword skill one more time. If it is used to sneak attack, Jin Dan period will also die."
A black figure quietly came out from behind the tree. If it hadn't been for Han Fei's mental recovery, I'm afraid he wouldn't have felt it.
"What an exquisite invisibility method. If it hadn't been for the super strong sword cultivation, I wouldn't have found you." Han Fei said coldly, looking at the black figure and said.
Fei Ling smiled faintly, pointed to the distance and said, "This place is already within the dark moon, and it is full of intrigues. You'd better be careful."
As soon as his spiritual power moved, Han Fei instantly sensed a battle in the distance. He couldn't help but look coldly and said, "Let's see who robs whom."
After saying that, his long hair moved, and Han Fei got up, wrapped a paper rune that the bell sneaked on with sword power, wrapped the explosive power of the paper rune, and sent it to the sky.
The explosion sounded, and the bells rode a fire lion from a distance, and his face was full of excitement. Yuyan stood on the head of the fire lion, not at all disgusted with the power of the fire lion's fire attribute, but jumped up and down excitedly.
Behind them, several men strode forward aggressively, with the ferocious face, which made people very afraid.
However, Han Fei and the three of them are ordinary people, and how can the three Yuanhua period care about them?
The first one of the few people was the foundation-building period. With a spiritual thought, he could not feel the realm of the three cold flying. Unexpectedly, he decisively stopped chasing and fled.
"It's so smart!" Song Liuyuan praised, and the flying spirit disappeared into the darkness in an instant, like a black butterfly, flying.
There were several screams in the dark. After a while, Feiling came out of the darkness and threw three universe bags.
Han Fei waved his hand and grabbed it. The sword power shook, and the ban was forcibly broken. The spiritual power was shocked, and all the things in the universe bag were shaken out.
Dozens of rays of light flew out and fell to the ground. Hanfei's four people looked at it and were annoyed.
More than 30 spiritual stones, a few pieces of clothes, in addition, there are countless women's clothes.
Feiling and the bell poohed softly, and the bell threw a fire charm and burned everything.
Put the spirit stone into the Qiankun bag, and Han Fei said, "Two people, after you go there, the bell will be handed over to you."
Song Liuyuan and Fei Ling accompanied Han Fei all the way and have won the trust of Han Fei. On the way, they continue to discuss the way of cultivation with them.
After a conversation, Han Fei really gained a lot. In the past, even if Han Fei received the cultivation method of the Xianxia Sect system, he also received the guidance of his brother and master, but that was only part of it after all. It should be noted that there are three thousand avenues and all roads, which require continuous communication and discussion to be clearly glimpsed.
The bell didn't want to, but there was nothing she could do. Only in the middle of the story, even if she had a paper charm given by Han Fei, she didn't have much ability to use it. He secretly kicked the fire lion's stomach, grabbed the fire lion's hair, and tore it like venting.
The fire lion kept tears, howled in pain, and his two claws desperately protected his ears.
Dark Moon Mountain is a huge mountain, all black, not high, but very big. Entering the Dark Moon Mountain, the four Hanfei met several groups of people and gathered together to trade.
"It's really a good place to transfer dirty goods. It's surrounded by mountains. Even the surrounding lakes and streams are extremely deep." Standing in the corner of Dark Moon Mountain, looking at the strange mountains and peaks in the distance, as well as countless lakes and streams surrounded by labyrinths, Hanfei's mental strength is also a little dizzy.
The moonlight is dim, all covered by dark clouds, the heavy snow seals the mountains, the lakes are frozen, and the streams and ice floes gradually condense.
Feiling and the two are the most effective assistants around Han Fei, like siblings and friends, as follows. The two of them were not disgusted, because they knew what would be the benefits of following Han Fei.
Feiling loomed from behind, and the black clothes were squeezed on the skin of the body by the wind, revealing his exquisite figure.
"There is still a month left. There seems to be a general meeting. Many people will come here. They are all one of the best factions in the Tang Dynasty, whether good or evil."
"Whether it's good or evil?" Han Fei sneered, and the frost in his eyes froze aura.
Feiling's heart is thumping. Isn't this madman going to have a big fight?
"This month, you have to accumulate wealth and see what good things you can buy." Han Fei sneered and turned to stare at Fei Ling's cold and soft face.
"I didn't expect the legendary black butterfly to be by my side all the time. I really can't see it."
Fei Ling smiled and looked directly at Han Fei, and his eyes were calm.
"Whether it's a black butterfly or a flying fairy, I don't care how much I have." Han Fei smiled and suddenly melted like ice. As long as you don't stand in my way and hurt the people around me, you can go.
Flying Clinton smiled, like a delicate black rose blooming in the dark.
Hidden into the darkness, the flying spirit fluttered and moved, and flew away in an instant. Song Liuyuan came out of a wine pot and had a few drinks with Han Fei.
"She seems to like stealing very much?" Song Liuyuan suddenly laughed, and then said a few words to Han Fei. He got up and was about to leave.
"Wait!" Han Fei suddenly shouted at him, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Can you help me investigate something?"
"Yes, but what about the bell?" Song Liuyuan did not hesitate to agree. The fan moved and shook the breeze.
"Don't underestimate the flying rain." Han Fei smiled faintly and sat on the high platform, looking at the moon covered by black fog and the continuous mountains below.
As soon as the dark wind blew, a smell of blood came. Han Fei sneered and ignored it.
Dark Moon Mountain, within a month, suddenly gathered countless masters and brought disciples one after another.
A heavy and depressing atmosphere spread quietly. Walking on the road, passers-by were looking around vigilantly. Only Han Fei kept walking indifferently, learning from some people and preparing to accumulate wealth.
Suddenly, several people attracted the attention of Han Fei.
Three young people followed a thin old man. Their bodies were white, but the smell of blood could not be covered, and the murderous spirit around them could not avoid the perception of cold flying.
The four people actually followed a simple-looking middle-aged man with an evil smile on their faces.
"It's funny. These four people are all decent at first glance. How can they be evil?" Looking at the simple middle-aged man, Han Fei's eyes suddenly condensed.
On the middle-aged man, there was a strong and extremely suppressed power fluctuation.
He sneered, Han Fei was motionless, and the mist of Xumi covered his whole body. He disappeared quietly in the same place and no one was aware of it.