When Jiang Fan emerged from the hole, he was greeted by an eyeball that was unprecedentedly huge.

At first, he almost thought it was a glass wall, but when he saw it clearly, he was shocked. Originally, he planned to pull the rope to send a signal to Sun Daotong, but he was surprised to find that the big eyeballs that were comparable to his Canglan River hut were chattering.

Yes, but there is no malicious intent.

Later... Mr. Jiang didn't find it strange what happened later. He even gradually realized that this guy's intelligence was even more than that of Xiao Long'ao, and almost equal to that of Suzaku.

The most interesting thing about this guy is that he is extremely sensitive to sounds. Jiang Fan discovered this fact after playing with it for a while. So he thought of getting into Pulong's ears to communicate with it. ωωw..net

Pu Long also thought it was fun. Although the details were not clear to both parties, they could understand each other in general. In order to strengthen communication, Mr. Jiang did not come out for a long time until he felt that it was almost done, so he blocked it with stones.

The cave entrance, then transform into a dragon knight and start tossing.

Although he got into a fight and got a little injured, Pu Long didn't show any sign of being unhappy. Instead, he seemed to be having a lot of fun, but he was a little dissatisfied that he couldn't exert his full strength.

Jiang Fan also felt a little sorry for it. He didn't expect that the gold-plated phoenix wings were so sharp that it could be injured. He reached out and gently touched its wound, but was surprised to find that those bloodshot threads instantly penetrated into his body. He was frightened.

He had to withdraw his hand quickly.

Pu Long didn't care, and stuck out his tongue to lick him again. However, Jiang Fan also discovered that after returning to the water, the guy's wounds began to heal, and it might not take long for him to be back to his original state.

"Gulu gulu gulu..." Mr. Jiang couldn't speak, but a string of bubbles popped up from the corner of his mouth. The main message was thank you, Brother Long.

Pu Long's huge head shook twice, as if he understood, and even stuck out his tongue to lick him. To Jiang Fan, it was as if he had been rubbed by a wall of flesh and had to turn over several times in the water.

Jiang Fan squinted his eyes and smiled happily, pointed to the depths of the lake, and gestured and chirped again. The meaning was: If someone wants to harm you, go there and don't come out.

Pu Long's big eyes rolled twice, and he turned around to look. He seemed to understand what he meant, but his expression was somewhat disdainful.

Jiang Fan grinned, stretched out his hand to pat its big nose, and pointed in the distance with his hand. Pulong seemed a little reluctant to leave, but finally, under Jiang Fan's encouraging eyes, he swam towards the depths of the darkness with his head and tail.

Jiang Fan watched it disappear, then looked down at a small bead in his hand, showing an inexplicable smile, and then surfaced.

Sun Daotong came over with a wine gourd under his feet, picked him up by the collar at the back of his neck, and looked at him one at a time: "Tsk, tsk... he is really a beast."

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes: "Can you speak? Master, I care about animals."

The old guy hummed twice: "Yu Qingcheng and the others started to search for this guy."

Jiang Fan said: "It's okay. There is an undercurrent under the lake, leading directly to Longjiang and Zhangshui. There is no way they can find it."

Sun Daotong nodded, "Let's go and talk about it when we get back."

Then the gourd under his feet swooped out.

Jiang Fan was very amused: "Hey? Tieguai Li?"

"who?"

"One of the Eight Immortals."

"Immortal?"

"Ah... Earth Immortal, Earth Immortal..."

"You are a coward and weird..."

"Always have..."

While they were talking, the two of them had already gone away.

But the gourd moved too fast, causing a long line of water behind it. Some soldiers pointed at it and shouted: "There is movement over there..."

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"You are really unlucky. You get hurt every time you meet Fengchen."

Mr. Jiang sighed while looking at Meng Chanjuan lying next to him while pulling the fire.

"To be precise, I get hurt every time I go out with the young master." Meng Chanjuan continued to correct her half-heartedly.

"Is the injury serious? Let me take a look..." Mr. Jiang said and went to lift up his clothes.

Sun Daotong, who was sitting next to him, couldn't stand it anymore and slapped his paws open: "I'm still sitting here, waiting for you two to continue!"

Mr. Jiang sneered: "The control is quite lenient. You were instigating it before..."

Sun Daotong slapped him directly on the back of the head: "You bastard, a coward with a thief heart but no courage, come on if you can!"

Mr. Jiang rubbed his head and laughed.

Meng Chanjuan was stunned when she looked at him. Is this Sun Daotong, who has an immortal demeanor, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and is like an old god?

Not only is his real appearance so wretched, but his words and deeds are also wretched.

"That..." Mengchanjuan whispered: "What you always said last time..."

"It's the truth!" Sun Daotong coughed and picked it up again. But Meng Chanjuan didn't believe it.

"Believe me, Grandpa Sun, and you will have eternal life." Sun Daotong said seriously.

Mengchanjuan curled her lips, I believe you, you are such a bad old man.

"Is this your true appearance when you are old?" Meng Chanjuan was very curious about this.

Jiang Fan snorted: "What do you think? This old guy is real and fake, so don't take it too seriously."

Sun Daotong also knew that his image was lost, so he didn't argue, just hummed and drank a small drink.

"She's fine." The handsome old silver-haired man rubbed his hands and came over.

"I am very measured with my strikes. That is a soft sword of yours. It will turn when it pierces the clothes. The piercing of the chest is an illusion. Don't worry, it will not affect the perception..."

"Let me see how you look!" Jiang Fan almost choked on his drink. Why are these old men becoming more and more unreliable?

This guy didn't care about the fact that there was a lady present. Fortunately, this lady was not an ordinary character, and she listened with great interest.

Jiang Fan turned his head and looked at Meng Chanjuan, who had bright eyes: "Why are you lying there when you have nothing to do?"

Mengchanjuan pouted: "Doesn't this seduce you to come for inspection..."

The handsome old man laughed loudly: "A match made in heaven! But having said that, Mr. Jiang, she was indeed injured by the aftermath of the battle between me and Fengchen. Her internal organs are a little shaken, and her true energy is a little confused. You can help her get better later."

Jiang Fan snorted: "Old drunkard, listening to what you two mean, what happened to Fengchen?"

The old handsome guy nodded: "This formation technique is extraordinary. There is no formation fluctuation at all. If the earthly Yin spirit essence and the golden soft armor do not come into contact, there will be no abnormality at all. The two are like a key and a lock. They will only open if they come into contact.

However, Feng Chen probably wouldn't have noticed those subtle fluctuations during the battle. Anyway, his body was injured, and the ultimate Yin Qi in the Earth's Yin Spiritual Marrow was triggered by the formation, seeping into Feng Chen's body, until the Yin Qi was enveloped

Fengchen would only feel something was wrong when the formation disappeared, but by then it was too late. He was performing the exercises so crazily, and the earthly yin energy might have penetrated deep into his bones. Over time, it might cause irreversible damage to him.

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Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief: "Is it possible that he may not be able to achieve the Nine Transformations of Heavenly Phoenix in his lifetime..."
Chapter completed!