Hu Suer suddenly felt the strong wind on her head, and looked up at her. She burst into tears and screamed. She was about to jump away, but it was too late.

A strange bird's wings spread wide and fell silently, and its claws were almost grasping the little fox's neck.

At this moment, a gentle voice smiled and said, "What kind of birds dare to think about my little fox."

Hu Suer tightened her neck and was picked up by someone. She smelled the familiar breath and cried like nothing, with a handful of snot and tears: "Young master, go and save people. They are surrounded by a group of mice. Three people have been eaten raw, and our horses have been torn into pieces."

When he arrived, Wang Chong was the one who rescued the little fox.

Just like the little fox, when he learned that Wang Chong was coming, he no longer worried about catching his monster bird. Wang Chong didn't care about this monster. He swept it casually, and even the Star Douli Sword was too lazy to come out of the gourd, so he only used the white snake to spit out the palm of his hand.

The strange bird flew with its wings and fought against Wang Chong's white snake's spitting out his palm.

Although its cultivation is not bad, it has long been the peak of the fetal essence, how can it be worthy of the secret magic of the Poison Dragon Temple?

Wang Chong practiced the White Snake Spit Palm to the tenth level. This palm power was destroyed and destroyed, and it had no power. He even had no chance to use a killer move.

Just one palm slapped the monster bird's claws, and spitted his palm force gently, hitting the monster's chest, and immediately killed the monster.

The little fox felt a little strange, and only felt that his young master ran like lightning, but his body did not shake, as if he did not exert any force.

Her little eyes were rumbling and she swept around and realized that Wang Chong was riding on a large black horse.

Hu Suer was just curious about why Wang Chong did not ride the Zisu Zuo Zuo, but changed to a more majestic horse, and heard the sound of a powerful golden drum coming from the horse's head.

Cui Yiner has been stealing many stolen tramps in Yangzhou City these days, and has learned many tunes without a teacher.

At this time, Wang Chong took action to kill the demon, and she suddenly felt energetic, thinking that she wanted to give her master a majestic song, and tone the new song, and play it with the greatest sound.

It’s not bad, but with Wang Chong’s style of killing a bird-shaped monster, saving the little fox, galloping wildly to save people, this song was played in a slight way, and it felt like it was so majestic and sad that it was blocked by the world and the army alone would not return.

Hu Suer was startled and shouted, "What kind of monster are you?"

The little fox had already seen the jade cicada on the head of Heiliang horse. Her knowledge was shallow, but Cui Yin'er began to sing and played the conquest. How could she recognize her? This was also a monster?

Cui Yin'er was busy, and she could still shake her wings and replied: "The little slave is the newly acquired maid from the young master. She usually relieves her boredom by the young master. Why do you little wild fox call me a monster?"

Hu Suer said angrily: "I am the young master's personal maid. I started several years earlier than you. Everyone around me will be trained by me. Where did you get the courage to talk back?"

The little fox was righteous, but Cui Yiner was a little timid and shouted hurriedly: "It turns out that he is the inner supervisor. Cui Yiner has just been taken over by the young master. She doesn't understand the rules. I hope my sister will take care of her in the future."

The little fox then breathed a sigh of relief and his mood became clearer.

The black horse that Wang Chong sat down was a horse that became a monster. How could it be compared to an ordinary mount?

But in a moment, he saw the Yanbei people, Shang Wenli, Wang Xiang, Yang Yao and others who were besieged by the rat group.

Under the desperate protection of the dead, the other five little beggars, although they were injured, no one died yet. It was just that the rat group was crazy and they were in danger.

Wang Chong was not polite either. He reached out and patted the little fox, took out a ringing bell from the Qiankun bag on her body.

This thing is obtained from the Taoist Wang Long. It is a thing used by Tianxin Temple to control the disciples of the disciples. It can mark the sea of ​​consciousness of each disciple. As long as you shake the bell, there will be a response within a hundred miles. If you are proficient in the devil's consciousness of the law, you can still use this bell to conquer the soul.

Taoist Wang Long failed to cultivate the five consciousnesses of the Demon Scroll of the Law, and could not use their wonderful uses, but Wang Chong was an expert in the Demon Scroll of the Law.

There are too many rat demons, even if they use the Star Dou Li Smoke Sword to kill, it will take a while. So Wang Chong thought about the means and flipped out the object. He shook the bell slightly, and a spiritual wave passed on it, which shocked all rat demons.

Although there are many of these rat demons, none of them can break through the Qi refining, including the Rat King. Therefore, under Wang Chong, who used the help of shaking the bell to use the devil to resist the law consciousness, none of them can resist for a moment.

These rat demons just felt that they were confused and saw countless black feathers falling from the sky, without even resisting, and were all captured by the Nine Crow Nightmare Magic.

Wang Chong did not expect that the Demon Sect would be able to resist the Law consciousness, cooperate with the Tianxin Temple's ringing bell, and then launch the Nine Crow Nightmare Magic Art, the effect would be so good.

As soon as he took action, all the rat demons were shocked.

Wang Xiang and Yang Yao hated these rat demons deeply. After eating their three companions, they saw that their young master held a ringing bell and shook it gently, and the rat demons did not move. They each snatched up and began to kill hard.

Wang Chong was originally thinking about subduing these rat monsters. The rat monsters were not able to fight, but they were successful because they were large in number and were used to inquire about information. I wonder how convenient it was.

But when he saw Wang Xiang and Yang Yao's appearance, he saw three little beggars missing. He knew that the two must have hated these monsters deeply, so he let them kill them.

Wen Li, a monk from Yanbei, came over hurriedly and met Wang Chong. After thanking him for helping him again.

Wang Chong waved his hand and said, "It's because I'm late. But what happened? Let's talk to me."

Wen Li, a monk from Yanbei, told the whole story. Wang Xiang and Yang Yao had already slaughtered the rats and came over to cry loudly. While greeting Wang Chong, they cried and scolded: "Ku'er, Xiao'er and Xu Zhi were both eaten by the rat demon. They died so miserably. Thank you for avenging them."

Wang Chong was also feeling sorry for him and sighed, so he asked them all to get up without being polite.

Wang Xiang and Yang Yao asked them to go back to the inn and find the bodies of their three companions, and Wang Chong also made his own approval.

Wang Xiang and Yang Yao went out to search for it, but only found some broken pieces of meat, and even Ku'er's body was not found.

One of them had lost both legs and the other had no left arm. At that time, they had no choice but to take Ku'er's body away. At this time, they found one of their left legs and cried bitterly, hating these vicious rat monsters more and more.

Wang Chongjiu was not very emotional when he practiced the Demonic Sect's mental method. He just looked at Wang Xiangyang Yao and was inexplicably sad. He seemed to have a more understanding of the world.
Chapter completed!