As the boy said, his eyes began to turn red. He pointed to the bridge of the middle-aged man's nose and shouted, "Do you know what this feels like? It's like a chopstick being inserted into your arm!"

"Where did you come from? Drive him away quickly-!" The middle-aged man became more and more angry as he heard it, and he couldn't help but shout loudly. At the end of the conversation, his voice was broken.

The two guards immediately understood, one on the left and one on the right, and they set up the boy and were about to leave.

The young man struggled hard, but unexpectedly, the two guards were at a disadvantage against one. The young man turned over, waved his right leg, and a guard flew out with his face and fell heavily to the ground. When he got up again, two teeth in his mouth fell out.

The middle-aged man hurriedly wiped his sweat with his sleeves. Every piece of fat on his fat body was trembling. He could only keep laughing: "Sir, sir, don't listen to that child's nonsense..."

His voice became lighter and lighter, and then he seemed to realize something, and then he wiped his sweat again and whispered, "Sir, I'm going to hide it from you... There is only one way to cure the wings of the dragon in a short time. After all, people will have to be injured for a hundred days, let alone the flying dragon with such a huge body. According to the degree of injury to the wings, it is impossible to maintain it for less than a year or two. Do you really have to wait for a year or two?

You have to hurry on your way. If you use the method of injecting steel nails, you will be ready to punch the steel nails in the morning and apply Yulinzhi in the afternoon. In less than half a day, the effect of the medicine will be fully exerted. At that time, Feilong no longer felt pain and could set sail again! Children are always so kind, but as adults... we should know that sometimes kindness cannot be eaten as food."

"This is indeed true." Ye Shuo actually nodded beside him, "but..."

The middle-aged man was a little happy at first. It seemed that he had met a "sensible person", but when he heard the word "just" and his face sank again.

"Although the flying dragon cannot feel the pain, the wound is still there. It cannot be effectively treated and was injected with steel nails. Its wings will only continue to fester. In addition, it will take three days, only three days. These flying dragons will be infected due to bone necrosis and eventually die. All these flying dragons are."

Ye Shuo said this in an understatement, as if someone was saying that he passed by an ant nest today and trampled on several ants to death.

But the middle-aged man heard it, and he burst into cold sweat: "Three days? All of them are dead!?"

He suddenly patted his head, "Why didn't I expect such a serious problem?" He naturally had already calculated the account clearly. If Feilong was dead, his losses would probably be his life.

Over there, the boy had already subdued two guards. At this time, both of them covered their mouths in pain. Through their fingers, they could vaguely see large pieces of blood. They probably had half of their teeth lost. Unexpectedly, this little boy would have such a terrible combat power.

Obviously, he also heard what Ye Shuo said just now, and immediately ran to the middle-aged man and kicked him hard in the stomach: "You should go to hell if you do this!"

Then he turned around and looked at Ye Shuo, "Is this really the case?? Those flying dragons... They can only live for three days... Brother... you will definitely not help these unscrupulous merchants, right?... Of course... If you want to help them, I have no choice. But I will use my own actions to save those flying dragons. For others, they are just a tool, but to me, they are not."

Ye Shuo looked at the boy, and the boy also looked at Ye Shuo.

The two looked at each other for only a moment, Ye Shuo's eyes flashed, and he felt something in the trembling eyes of the young man... making him feel so familiar. Maybe he had such a look, but that seemed to be something a long time ago.

"I'll go find Yu Linzhi." Finally, Ye Shuo said to the young man.

"Yu Linzhi? Why do you still have to find Yu Linzhi? Brother, are you standing on their side?" The boy seemed to be disappointed.

Ye Shuo looked back at the boy: "For the flying dragon with folded wings, it is always wrapped in pain. Whether they will be shot into steel nails, painkillers are needed."

After Ye Shuo said this, the boy's originally lost eyes suddenly flashed: "That's right, no matter what, they also need painkillers. That... brother, I'm actually quite familiar with the terrain of that valley. Let me go with you!"

After saying that, the boy caught up with him excitedly, but after seeing a purple halo suddenly flashing in the soles of Ye Shuo's feet, he was suddenly shocked.

"What is this?" The boy looked at him intently, and saw the purple halo being growing.

"Teleportation array, are you coming?"

"Ah..." Before the young man answered, the purple halo suddenly rose from the ground and turned into a huge beam of light, wrapping the two of them in.

...

There is a dense jungle in the vast valley.

The black trunks were towering, and several birds with scales were hanging on the branches and dozing off. Suddenly, they seemed to feel some dangerous approaching and instantly spread their wings and flew away.

A purple light spot suddenly appeared in the middle of the tree trunk they were close to, and then the light spot expanded in an instant and turned into a teleportation array.

On the teleportation array, Ye Shuo stood calmly, and beside him was a boy squatting on the ground, covering his ears with both hands.

"Ah...wow!!" The young man squatting on the ground suddenly jumped up, "I'll be in the woods so soon! Oh my God!" Seeing his movements, he wanted to give Ye Shuo a big bear hug, but Ye Shuo avoided it.

"This is the legendary teleportation array! It turns out that brother, you are a spirit cultivator! I finally saw a wild spirit cultivator! He is alive!"

"Well..." Ye Shuo always felt something strange. Can this kind of vocabulary be used to describe people? Wild, living? Always feel like describing some kind of animal... But because the boy was so excited, Ye Shuo didn't care about anything with him.

To be honest, this is actually the first time I have seen a mortal warrior. It turns out that apart from having no spiritual power, they are not that weak. Sometimes the blind complacency of spiritual practitioners should be changed.

The young man jumped a few times, then ran beside Ye Shuo and said to him, "That, big brother, my name is Yan Yu...what... I usually live here and have no fixed living places. Anyway, I am alone, and my whole family is not hungry if I eat one person. Sometimes I wander around this forest, and sometimes I go to the bird's nest, so those flying dragons know me.

In fact, they are not as what outsiders say, they are a kind of flying creature with low intelligence. Flying dragons are very smart, but they have a good temper. Even if they are enslaved by humans like this... they have never thought of resisting..."

As the young man Yan Yu spoke, his original excited expression gradually disappeared, and replaced by a deep sorrow and anger, mourning his misfortune and angering him not to fight.

"Anyway, let's go find Yu Linzhi quickly!" Yan Yu's emotions recovered quickly. He was still very bitter and revenge the moment before, but now he was full of energy. He rushed into the forest before Ye Shuo.

Perhaps what Yan Yu said before was just a moment of thought and aroused his feelings. At his age, he had no deep understanding of the cruelty of the world. What he thought and heard was nothing more than simply hating evil. But Ye Shuo had seen too much darkness and experienced too much life and death tempering in his heart in the past few years, and it felt different when he heard it in his heart.

Those enslaved flying dragons... what is the difference between them and the slaves of the past? There has never been any equality in this world. The position that any creature has obtained in the food chain is what they finally get through countless struggles.

Flying dragons... They were originally called Flying dragons because of their huge body, hard edges, sharp claws, and majestic expressions that looked like a dragon with wings.

However, the flying dragons are more called a means of flying transportation. They are just tools. After their names, they will be routinely given the word "landline". This seems miserable, but isn't the end of being enslaved so much because of their step-by-step compromise?

Ye Shuo shook his head, don't think too much about some things, so as not to worry. Then, he also took steps and followed Yan Yu.

Deep in the forest, a large, round, lonely back stood for a long time in a relatively gentle place. It looked like a huge stone, or a cylinder, and of course it looked like a cat with a hundred times enlarged and restlessness squatting on the ground.

The lonely back stood there for a long time, and it did not move at all. The chirping birds stopped on its back, fighting and making noise, as if they were bored, and they flew away quickly. Several little squirrels got into its hair and came out again.

This back seems to have been integrated with Lin Zi.

"Dongdong--" It was getting late and late, and the back finally turned over. This was a huge monster like a brown bear. At the same time, it had the nose, fangs, and spikes on its back. It was wearing hard armor and looked fierce. This turned over and exposed its belly.

Then it remained motionless, as if thinking about the long-standing life, and fell into meditation in the void...

It seemed to be falling asleep and entered a strange dream...

The sun shines brightly.

Deep in the valley, branches and leaves are lush.

One man and one beast confronted each other in the forest, and the sound of the stream could be heard not far away.

A young man with a young face held a big knife in his hand, his eyes were bright, and he stared at the monster in front of him without moving.

Opposite, the monsters circled around the boy, trying to find flaws to attack, and their red eyes filled with tyrannical eyes were also staring at the boy tightly.

It was irritable, yes, it was very irritable at the moment. It originally thought that the human in front of it would be the delicious meal today, but it did not expect that the result would not be satisfactory and could not be eaten, especially the damn red light sword, which could cut into the armor it was proud of.

Uncontrollable tyranny surged in my heart, accompanied by anger roaring to the sky. The sound echoed in the jungle, shaking the leaves and rustling, as if two words were yelling: "Qing Xiang".

Yes, the name of this monster is Qing Xiangxiong, and it is known for its good at meditation.

This tribe is usually free from the world, and only when meditation is interrupted can they show a violent side.

Obviously, Qing Xiangxiong was on the verge of furious at this time.

Two of his forefoots stomped on the ground and rushed towards the boy.

Suddenly, the huge black body rolled like a huge rock, shaking the earth slightly.

"It's this kind of meaningless attack method again." The young man snorted coldly and rushed towards Qing Xiangxiong.

Qing Xiang Bear had a huge body and the boy did not want to fight it head-on. Seeing its slowness, he swung his body away from the collision and took the opportunity to cut the sword in his hand towards its hind legs. Without giving the other party time to breathe, he gently pointed his toes on the ground and leaped towards Qing Xiang Bear's back, which was howling. He circulated his spiritual power, lifted up the sword burning with a scorching red light, and swept it towards its back.

"Ding! Ao—"

Accompanied by a roar, an ink back prick fell at the same time as the boy.

His eyes swept to the ground, and the boy frowned, what a hard back prick!

While thinking, his movements were not slow at all. After landing, he rolled to the left. At the same time, an iron tail as thick as a human leg just rubbed his sleeve and smashed it down.

With a sniffle, the sleeves torn apart, followed by a rumbling sound, and dust rose up.

"Barbs!" Feeling the tearing force from the sleeves, the boy was shocked. Unexpectedly, there was a row of inconspicuous barbs on Qing Xiangxiong's iron tail, which almost destroyed his entire arm.

With a low curse, the boy got out of the smoke and dust, stood up and took two steps back again, and became secretly alert.

I didn't expect that this Qing Xiangxiong was so powerful. Logically, it is true that this clan has a strong defense, but the reaction and attack power should not be so strong.

Is there anything special about it?

This thought flashed through the boy's mind and then shook his head again. Although this guy is quite strong, it is not difficult to solve it with his own strength.

He fought quickly and decided quickly, and made up his mind, and he no longer showed mercy.

The spiritual power was activated again, and a large ball of beating red flames appeared on the left hand, while the right hand waved a big knife and cut towards the big tree next to it.

The blade easily swept across the tree trunk. Suddenly, with the crackling sound, the upper half that had lost its support fell down.

The goal! It is the Qing Xiang Bear who is roaring to the sky in the smoke and dust that is about to disappear below.

At the same time, Qing Xiangxiong, whose vision was blocked by the smoke and dust, was also attracted by the movements of the boy. Turning over his huge head, the red pupils stared at the damn human again, Qing Xiangxiong was so angry that he roared to the sky.

Seeing this scene, the corner of the boy's mouth twitched, and his nervous mood suddenly became speechless.

This Qing Xiangxiong...isn't he really cooperating with him?
Chapter completed!