Zhao Chu shook his head. He just had nothing to do to get to know this wind-striking sparrow.

He couldn't live without the Pure Land of Painting. Even if he wanted to catch one and study it, he couldn't do it.

Besides, the area where the Bright Moon Wind-Tearing Bird appears should be at the junction of the Huangling Sea and the Diqi Sea. There is a jungle with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, and people in the Inquiry Realm may die in it.

Where humans gather, it is difficult for monsters and monsters to survive.

The same goes for the opposite, if the human race breaks into the wild jungle, it will not be easy.

"Speaking of which, it seems that Pi Yonghong also studied the Moon-Tearing Wind Sparrow back then, but he failed!"

Suddenly, Zhao Chu's eyebrows jumped.

He suddenly remembered that when Pi Yonghong was chatting with him, he also mentioned this monster, but he skipped it.

It's right if you think about it carefully.

Pi Yonghong hated Liu Zhulao and Wang Zhaochu deeply, how could he let them go if they were able to kill them in Dongxu Realm.

But Pi Yonghong failed. It can be imagined that it is very difficult to capture this wind-striking sparrow.

…

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Today is another day when Pi Yonghong sells Zhuxu San. During this time, people also understand the rules of the game, so Zhuxu San has been completely monopolized by big forces.

It is impossible for Zhao Chu to continue to defraud money from auction tickets.

But Zhao Chu doesn't care about the small money either.

…

Seeing that the sunshine was good, Zhao Chu planned to go out for a walk. As long as he did not leave the scope of the Painting Pure Land, he would still be safe.

First, here is Pi Yonghong.

Secondly, there are guardians on the left and right of Danqing Pure Land, and there are saints sitting there, so even if they are in the Cave Void Realm, they would not dare to go inside the sect and kill themselves.

After all, he was sent to the Dao Yuan Qi Xiang Furnace, and he was bound by emotion and reason, so he had the obligation to protect himself.

"You, you...are you Zhao Chu?"

As soon as Zhao Chu walked out of the forbidden area, he saw a boy with a flushed face, about 17 or 8 years old.

This young man has greasy hair, and for a monk, he actually has pimples on his face.

But this young man's background must be very deep.

Young people who can reach the forbidden area of ​​dirty tongue cannot be simple.

Moreover, it is absolutely impossible for a 17- or 8-year-old to be ordinary.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Chu was stunned and asked, this guy is very weird.

His breath didn't seem to be that of Di Qihai.

"A role model, a benchmark, a totem that I worship throughout my life!"

"I should be away from poverty and finally see you!"

"Zhao Chu is alive, alive, I've caught him, I've caught him!"

"Guys, have you seen it? I captured Zhao Chu alive, he will be breathing!"

"Oh my god, I can't control my emotions. I want to cry to vent my feelings... I'm sorry!"

However.

Without saying a word, this guy opened the Jade Slip of Sound Transmission, and then approached Zhao Chu and did a selfie and group photo that is very popular on earth.

Zhao Chu had black lines all over his head.

This guy is actually recording a video.

"I'm so excited, I actually saw Zhao Chu alive!"

"I have to quickly pass the jade slip back to Huanglinghai so that the guys can see my opportunity!"

"I'm so excited, my hands are shaking a little!"

Regardless of Zhao Chu's dark face, Ying Liqiong's palms trembled and he couldn't wait to send the jade slip out.

"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet!"

"Hello, role model. My name is Ying Liqiong. I am a disciple of Yingli Yuan Palace in Huanglinghai. I am your admirer, the most steadfast admirer."

"In Huanglinghai, we have an organization full of your admirers. We all want to see you in our dreams!"

"By the way, write me a note and let them see. I really saw a role model!"

Ying Li was speechless and incoherent. As he spoke, he directly lifted up his Taoist robe, revealing his big back. On his back, there were a few lonely pimples growing strongly.

And a brush stained with ink had already arrived in front of Zhao Chu's hand.

Stunned!

At this moment, Zhao Chu was stunned on the spot.

Sign, sign?

I...have become an idol?

Are there any fans who come to me to sign autographs?

Is there a fan club?
Chapter completed!