When Xiaohe heard that the man in front of him disliked Su Zimo for being too slow, he became unhappy on the spot.
It's not that it feels unfair to Su Zimo, it's just that if Su Zimo gives up and doesn't go out, it won't be able to go out to play.
The little crane chirped and lowered his body.
Linghu understood and jumped up first, with a look of joy on his face.
Xiaohe shook his body and felt disgusted for a moment, but did not drive the spirit tiger down. Then he looked at Su Zimo and motioned for him to come up quickly.
This time, let alone Su Zimo, even Lu Yangrong and others could understand.
Xiaohe is going to fly with Su Zimo!
The flying speed of a foundation-building level spirit demon is much faster than that of Lu Yangrong and others!
Furthermore, who could have imagined that the child of the Protector Divine Beast would be willing to lower his body and fly with a Qi Practitioner
What kind of treatment is this
Lu Yangrong and Guan Jin's eyes were red, and their eyes were filled with envy and jealousy.
If it were the two of them, I'm afraid they would have jumped on it eagerly.
Su Zimo frowned, hesitated a little, and whispered: "I'm a little heavy, can you carry me?"
Su Zimo was wearing black gold silk armor, which weighed ten thousand kilograms!
If you want to take off the black gold silk armor, you have to take off the green shirt outside. There is still coldness in front of you, which is not convenient.
Xiaohe couldn't believe it, curled his lips, raised his head, and thought to himself: "How much can you weigh, a little qigong practitioner?"
"Chirp!"
The little crane screamed, urging Su Zimo to come up quickly.
Su Zimo coughed lightly and reminded: "Be careful."
After saying that, Su Zimo jumped up and landed on Xiaohe's back.
thump!
Xiaohe was trampled to the ground, fell into the ground, and ate a mouthful of dirt.
Xiaohe was so angry that he started to spit out words and curses.
This is not a bit heavy, this is too heavy!
In fact, Xiao He has a good bloodline, and with his state of power, it will not be a problem to carry tens of thousands of kilograms of objects.
It's just that Xiaohe was unprepared. Suddenly there was something weighing ten thousand kilograms on his body, and he was bound to fall over.
Su Zimo looked stern and said, "How about I come down."
"Chirp!"
Xiaohe was not happy anymore.
This clearly calls into question its capabilities.
Xiaohe circulated his blood, flicked his wings, and flew up swayingly. Under the envious eyes of Lu Yangrong and Guan Jin, he flew towards the outside of the sect.
The little fat man took out his flying sword, waved his arm, and said loudly: "Let's go!"
It didn't take long for Xiao He to gradually adapt to the weight on his body. Although he was not fast, he was still far ahead of Leng Rou and the others.
Five people and two beasts headed towards Linfeng City.
Piaomiao Peak is not too far from Linfeng City. At the speed of the monks in the early stages of foundation building, it will take about a day.
Along the way, the five people also met some other cultivators.
When these cultivators saw the sect tokens on their waists, they all showed respect and moved away.
Whether they are casual cultivators or some small sects, they have all heard of Piaomiao Peak.
To them, Piaomiao Peak is a behemoth, and no one wants to offend such a being.
In the blink of an eye, one day passed.
As dusk approached, an ancient city gradually came into view. It was the destination of this trip, Linfeng City.
Xiaohe gradually slowed down, and Su Zimo looked at the ancient city in the distance, his eyes suddenly narrowed, thoughtfully.
Leng Rou and four others caught up from behind.
Lu Yangrong came to Xiaohe's side, took out a pill from the storage bag, smiled at Xiaohe and said, "Fellow Taoist Xiaohe, are you tired? Why don't you take a pill to replenish your strength?"
Xiaohe tilted his head slightly, his eyes lit up, he put his head directly into Lu Yangrong's palm and took the elixir into his mouth, raised his head, and swallowed it.
Lu Yangrong felt happy when he saw Xiaohe taking the elixir.
Along the way, Xiaohe carried Su Zimo, which made him extremely envious.
Being carried by a flying spirit demon is much more exciting than flying with a sword, and it also saves energy.
Lu Yangrong coughed lightly and said, "Fellow Taoist Xiaohe, how about I sit down and have a rest?"
Little Crane turned his head and ignored it at all.
"You're so stupid..."
As soon as the curse words came to his lips, Lu Yangrong swallowed them back.
Su Zimo dared to call Xiaohe a fool, but he didn't have the guts.
Guan Jin watched Lu Yangrong's jokes and sneered.
At this moment, Su Zimo suddenly said: "Everyone, be careful, something is not right in Linfeng City."
"What's wrong?"
Lu Yangrong was frustrated at Xiao He. He was furious and holding back his anger. When he heard Su Zimo speak, he immediately retorted: "You are a ninth-level qi practitioner. Don't give directions blindly if you don't know!"
"that is."
Guan Jin was on the same side as Lu Yangrong at this time and did not give up on attacking Su Zimo. He said, "What's wrong with Linfeng City? I feel it's normal."
"It's evening now, there are no lights in the city, it's a bit weird." Su Zimo shook his head.
Leng Rou frowned slightly, obviously realizing this.
Lu Yangrong hummed: "It's not really night yet, what kind of lights do you need?"
After a while, the five people had reached the sky above Linfeng City and landed slowly.
This time, even Lu Yangrong and Guan Jin discovered something unusual in the city.
It's so quiet!
The streets of this ancient city are empty, without a soul.
Even at dusk, it shouldn't be so quiet, it's as if the whole city is empty, everyone has disappeared, and it's dead silent!
Su Zimo and the other five arrived in Linfeng City and looked around.
The shops on both sides of the street were tightly closed and seemed not to have opened yet. The atmosphere in the ancient city was extremely strange, even a little eerie!
Su Zimo's nostrils were flaring, but he didn't smell any blood.
"what happened?"
The little fat man looked solemn and asked.
Logically speaking, the lord of Linfeng City should have been ready by now and sent someone to pick up Feng Xichen.
But now, there is no one in Linfeng City!
Lu Yangrong shook his head, but he held the flying sword tightly and was tense.
The spirit tiger's ears flapped, its eyes looked around, and its claws kept scratching the ground, feeling a little uneasy.
The little crane fluttered its wings in the same way.
Lu Yangrong pondered for a while, made a decision, and whispered: "Let's go to the City Lord's Mansion first."
This is where his cultivation level is the highest. Although everyone didn't say it, they also implicitly took him as the leader.
This time, none of the five people flew with swords.
Along the way, everyone except Su Zimo had consumed a lot of spiritual energy and chose to walk.
The five people walked on the empty and quiet streets, looking at all directions and listening in all directions, paying attention to all movements.
suddenly!
There was a sudden noise behind the five people.
Lu Yangrong suddenly felt that the hairs on his neck stood up. He turned around suddenly and looked behind him.
Not far away, a large triangular piece of cloth with the word "wine" trembled in the wind and made a sound.
A false alarm.
Lu Yangrong and others breathed a sigh of relief.
Another strange cold wind blew by, and Lu Yangrong suddenly realized that he had broken out in a cold sweat before he knew it.
"It's so evil!"
Lu Yangrong cursed and continued walking forward.