"Let me rescue Zhao Yingxiong?"

Taste the boat and drove the boat with a swaying taste: "I row the boat, and that guy is driving the flying sword. How can I catch up with him?"

Rowing with both hands, can you get there sooner?

No matter how slow you are, you can disappear from yourself in an instant. Zhao Yingxiong drives the flying sword and leaves, and it is not even clear what direction Zhao Yingxiong went in such a short time.

This is not the direct reason why Tsing Jing resisted saving Zhao Yingxiong. Tsing Jing slowly rowed the boat and frowned: "Although I was a little gangster in the past, I also understood the morality of the martial arts world. Zhao Yingxiong has already become a master of Fengchen, but he always wants to leave here without any nostalgia. The novel says that if you are a teacher for one day and be a father for life, this Zhao Yingxiong may have a bad character."

"Why did the master ask me to save Zhao Yingxiong, not Zhao Yingxiong's master, Master Fengchen?" Tasting with confusion, he stopped the boat and picked up the general diagram of the formation given by Zhang Daoran: "In theory, the disciple suffered, it should be that Master Fengchen, the master, can also enhance the relationship between master and apprentice. It shouldn't be that I came to rescue him."

"What if he doesn't matter, as long as he sees Zhao Yingxiong and sees him suffering, I won't go and rescue him first, let him suffer some trouble."

After making up this idea, the speed of rowing was slower: "Anyway, no one can die, so I won't meet Zhao Yingxiong so soon."

The boat was very unfast, and it still slowly entered the formation. Within the formation, the general diagram of the formation in the hand can change the formation operation trajectory at will. The taste itself is like the Creator, as you wish: "This is the formation? The master taught me the method of controlling the operation of the formation. Do you know what I am thinking now?"

After appreciating the wisdom of the soul, I had a bold idea in my mind for a moment: "The original intention of the master is to teach Zhao Yingxiong a lesson through my hands? Let him regret it and turn back to the view of Fengchen?"

A hint of inexplicable excitement appeared on his face: "It should be so. The master has great magical powers. I'm afraid he would know what I would do before he asked me to come."

The dissatisfaction in my heart disappeared without a trace at this moment, and a hint of pride was filled with savor on my face: "Zhao Yingxiong, Zhao Yingxiong, it should be Uncle Zhao. If you fall into my hands, you will regret leaving Fengchen Island. Regret about being impatient now. You will obediently turn back to Fengchen Island and admit your mistakes."

Within the formation, Zhao Yingxiong flew all the way, crossing famous mountains and rivers, and crossing the endless sea.

Zhao Yingxiong didn't know why he was driving the flying sword so fast, which was faster than the speed of Taoist Master Hengkong flying with them. In just about half an hour, he arrived in the Northeast.

"Maybe I am a genius in practicing Taoism. In a short period of time, I will be even more powerful than Taoist Master Hengkong!"

When I first saw Master Hengkong driving a flying sword and the first time I saw the demon clan, Zhao Yingxiong felt that his worldview had been subverted. Zhao Yingxiong was a very realistic person. When he was a teenager and in college, many classmates liked to read novels, but Zhao Yingxiong always thought that it was an illusory world, and it was better to do a part-time job and earn extra money.

Zhao Yingxiong lives in this society, but he does not have the impetuousness of his peers or the fantasies of his peers. He has never been exposed to novels and rarely watch TV series. So much so that when he sees the demon clan and Taoist Master Hengkong transformed into a cultivator, it is difficult for Zhao Yingxiong to accept it.

"It's almost time to my home"

Before he came to the island in the middle of the lake, Zhao Yingxiong saw with his own eyes that his hometown was razed to the ground in the formation. Zhao Yingxiong also knew that it was the world of formation.

"My parents and Duoduo, those villagers must be fine." Zhao Yingxiong's eyes were a little excited: "It must be my talent for practicing Taoism, and I was valued by the old man Feng Chen. Zhang Daoran deliberately guided me to the island in the middle of the lake, and wanted me to worship the island in the middle of the lake."

"You want me to become a disciple, but I don't. So what if I can live forever? The life I most yearn for is decades of hard work, that kind of vigorous and vigorous."

The closer Zhao Yingxiong got to his hometown, the more excited he was.

Just like the stars are moving, the world is far away from the terrifying speed of the flying sword, and the hometown gradually appears in front of you.

"That's Phoenix Mountain. When I was a child, I often went to the mountains to play!" The scenery in front of me was very familiar, so familiar to my heart: "I don't know if the small waterfall is still there or if there is still a pool. When I go back this time, I will definitely go find Dog Zuoshi to fish!"

"That was the mountain pass that entered the village, and my home was finally coming."

Zhao Yingxiong's heart thumped: "Old man Fengchen, I trapped me on the island and didn't leave at all. Now I'm finally free and can go home. There are no demons in this world. The hunters that appeared that time must have been arranged by Old man Fengchen. It's really a pity that I have seen through."

“My home is here!”

Zhao Yingxiong crossed several peaks and crossed the pass that entered the village.

"this"

Zhao Yingxiong almost couldn't control the flying sword and fell head-on from the air: "Why did my home become a ruin?"

In Zhao Yingxiong's memory, the existence of his home is dense forests and trees are very dense. His hometown is well-organized, and everyone in his hometown is very enthusiastic. In this season, it is not dark yet, and the village will be very lively.

Now, looking around, more than 90% of the houses collapsed, and only a few houses still stand. Here is a ruin, covered with weeds. There is no one here, there is no sound here.

The village in my memory has become a ruin that has been abandoned for decades.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Zhao Yingxiong couldn't accept everything in front of him: "Is it true that the demon clan is true? It was true that Taoist Master Hengkong took us to escape?"

Controlling the flying sword landing, stepping on the ground with both feet, Zhao Yingxiong carefully walked to the ruins where his home was: "Where is my parents? Duoduo was really captured?"

"Woom wool"

Suddenly, a soft barking sound came from the sound of a nipples. Zhao Yingxiong turned around numbly and saw a small black dog just the size of a cat, slowly approaching him from the ruins: "Diandian?"

This is my own pet dog. I have been fed for less than a month before I met the demons. This is my pet that I raised with my fiancée Duoduo: "No, Diandian shouldn't be in the city? How could it appear here now? I have been in the lake island for a long time. My hometown has become a ruin and is full of weeds. Diandian should have grown up and no one takes care of me. Diandian should be very thin and dirty."

"Can someone feed me somebody else?

Zhao Yingxiong was confused. He had originally squatted down and stood up slowly. He wanted to pick up his pet dog, but now he was a little suspicious and retreated. He was sinking in his arms, and was distracted while he was thinking, jumping up and falling into his arms.

Instinctively trying to reach out and stroke Diandian's little head, Zhao Yingxiong was completely stunned for no reason. In his arms, the little black dog, the size of a cat, suddenly opened his mouth wide. However, put down the mouth as big as a fist, and became like a house, with sharp fangs emitting a wave of stench, biting at Zhao Yingxiong.
Chapter completed!