Chapter 67

"What is this?" Han Yuan stared and asked in surprise.

Yi Xiaofeng wants to raise poisonous insects?

Han Yuan suddenly got goose bumps and subconsciously stepped back two steps.

In fact, Yi Xiaofeng is also very afraid, but somehow, when he sees the spirit eating scorpion, he inexplicably feels close.

He believed that the spirit eating scorpion would not hurt him.

It's a wonderful feeling.

Yi Xiaofeng teased the spirit eating scorpion with his fingers and said with a smile, "so you're afraid of insects. I thought you were not afraid of heaven and earth."

Han Yuan's face was very unnatural. He forced a smile and said, "there was a shadow in his childhood, master, what kind of insect is this?"

Yi Xiaofeng said with a smile, "I don't know. I found it in a valley."

The spirit devouring scorpion suddenly spread its wings and flew to the colorful glass tree.

Yi Xiaofeng was stunned.

Do scorpions have wings?

It is worthy of the cultivation world!

Looking closely, the spirit eating scorpion has two pairs of wings behind it, which are very similar to the wings of most flying insects.

The audience saw this scene and fired barrages one after another.

"I have goose bumps."

"Yi Xiaofeng wants to take the road of the devil's way. He even raises poisonous insects."

"Is this the original egg?"

"Yi Xiaofeng still has this hobby."

"This bug is not simple at first sight. Will it become a big Mac in the future?"

"Sword saint, come and take care of your apprentice. It's disgusting!"

……

With the war between Li xuanchan and the second prince, the main live broadcast of the program has been focused on this war. Yi Xiaofeng failed to occupy the main broadcast weight. Even so, tens of millions of viewers refused to leave and guarded his live broadcast room.

Li xuanchan and Wu Chen showed a strong fighting performance. Although they were not as good as Tu Xin and Bai Hongxiao, they still amazed the audience.

The colorful glazed tree is not affected by the war. Yi Xiaofeng can wait patiently for the devouring scorpion.

The spirit devouring scorpion landed on the trunk of the colorful glass tree and didn't move.

"What does it want?" Han Yuan asked cautiously.

The spirit eating scorpion made his hair stand on end. He thought it was evil.

Yi Xiaofeng replied, "I don't know. Maybe I want to eat colorful glazed trees."

He squinted and could see that the body of the spirit eating scorpion fluctuated slightly, as if swallowing something.

Han Yuan asked nervously, "master, will this thing be bewitched by the colorful glazed tree and become the weapon of Tu Xin's ancestor?"

Yi Xiaofeng didn't have a good way: "Tu Xin's ancestors are dead. Why? You have no confidence in your Shizu and think he can't kill Tu Xin? "

Hearing the speech, Han Yuan was immediately frightened and quickly waved his hand and said, "how possible! Shizu is the first in the world and invincible. Tu Xin is definitely dead! "

Licking a dog is licking a dog.

Yi Xiaofeng was speechless.

He looked back. There were fighting figures everywhere in the distance. He couldn't see the figures of Li xuanchan and Wu Chen, and he didn't know where the second prince was.

"Won't the prince overturn?"

Yi Xiaofeng suddenly had such an idea.

The script selection of Zhuo night castle is certainly not that simple.

Perhaps the official wants players to officially settle down and have an identity to walk in the cultivation world.

If the crown prince wins, this intention cannot be realized. Even Han Yuan says that the crown prince will win. Under such circumstances, if players want to worship the crown prince, the crown prince can't see it.

On the contrary, the second prince is at a disadvantage. Only with the help of players can he really enter the court of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

At the thought of here, Yi Xiaofeng thought there was a good play behind.

wait!

Yi Xiaofeng's face suddenly changed.

He asked cautiously, "what will happen to you and me if the second prince wins?"

He is Han Yuan's master now!

It's hard to get rid of the relationship!

Han Yuan said carelessly, "it's impossible. If that's the case, let's wait to die. We must not be the opponent of Wu Chen. The second prince has long wanted to kill me."

Yi Xiaofeng was speechless.

He didn't know what to say and could only pray.

They waited in silence.

Han Yuan has been staring at the spirit eating scorpion.

Yi Xiaofeng looked back from time to time, unable to tell which side had the upper hand.

Time goes by minute by second.

in a twinkling.

An hour passed.

Yi Xiaofeng sat on the ground and waited patiently.

The momentum of the war has weakened a lot.

The spirit devouring scorpion has not stopped. It has been lying on the trunk of the colorful glass tree.

At this time.

A rush of footsteps came.

"His Highness the prince is dead!"

A soldier exclaimed. The voice came, and Yi Xiaofeng opened their eyes.

Han yuanteng stood up.

I saw several soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty running in panic, all with injuries, very embarrassed.

Han Yuan rushed over quickly. He grabbed the soldier who had just shouted and asked in a deep voice, "what's the matter? How could the prince die? "

The soldier replied in panic: "the northern imperial sword given by the emperor to the crown prince is deceitful. The northern imperial sword unexpectedly defected and fell into the hands of the second crown prince. The second crown prince cut off the crown prince's head with a sword!"

Han Yuan stared and scolded, "is it so outrageous?"

He threw the soldiers away and turned and ran back.

"Master, it's bad! We're running! " Han Yuan said urgently.

Yi Xiaofeng was speechless and didn't have a good way: "do you really hate the second prince so much? The second prince must not give face? "

Han Yuan said awkwardly, "when I was a child, I pushed the second prince into the cesspit..."

Yi Xiaofeng: "

He immediately turned around and rushed to the colorful glass tree.

Looking at the spirit devouring scorpion, he opened his mouth and called, "little baby, come back quickly, dad is leaving."

The spirit eating scorpion did not move.

Han Yuan came behind Yi Xiaofeng and said nervously, "master, otherwise forget it?"

The spirit devouring scorpion is more than ten meters away from the ground. He doesn't dare to go up and grab it with his hands.

Yi Xiaofeng did not dare to climb the colorful glass tree easily.

"Your Royal Highness wants to kill blood relatives with desire and crime. His crime is unforgivable. Now he has been killed by the northern imperial sword, which symbolizes the imperial power. I, the second prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty and ion power, now give you a chance. All those who are willing to work for me kneel down and wait for your highness to inquire one by one!"

The voice of the second prince's ion right resounded through Zhuo night castle.

Yi Xiaofeng was more anxious.

On the last day, he can't die!

"That's all!"

Yi Xiaofeng grits his teeth and uses the technique of stepping on the wind. He steps on the wind and wants to catch the spirit eating scorpion.

The spirit devouring scorpion seemed to sense something and jumped up suddenly, making Yi Xiaofeng catch an empty.

Yi Xiaofeng scolded and turned to fall.

Han Yuan urged, "master, leave it alone and go quickly!"

After Yi Xiaofeng landed, he gritted his teeth and waved his sleeve, turned and ran away.

The two men advanced at full speed and fled Zhuo night castle.

Han Yuan pulls out his sword and guards behind Yi Xiaofeng.

Most of the monks met along the way knelt down on the ground. The soldiers wanted to stop them when they saw them, but they couldn't keep up with their speed.

All the way.

They quickly ran to the mountain path down the mountain of zhuoye castle.

Yi Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief.

His pace did not slow down and continued to sprint at full speed.

Han Yuan muttered, "ion power, ion power, if you want to catch me, there's no way. This is your best chance to kill me. It won't happen in the future, hehe."

Yi Xiaofeng heard his laughter and couldn't help but say, "don't be a crow's mouth!"

Han Yuan immediately shut up.

Finally, they quickly went down the mountain.

Around zhuoye castle is a rolling barren mountain, the woods are not dense, and it has a visual sense of a plateau scene.

Yi Xiaofeng looked back. The dusty zhuoye castle was farther and farther away from them, and no one caught up.

He relaxed completely.

Finally escaped from heaven!

"Be careful!" Han Yuan suddenly shouted.

Yi Xiaofeng quickly turned back and looked forward. He saw three figures standing on the edge of the cliff in front, all dressed in black and surrounded by magic.