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Chapter 109

When the flying sword was about to be cut down, one of Tiefa'an's eyes was scratched by sharp claws and blood flowed.

At some point, there was a big gray cat on Tiefaan's head, and the gray cat's sharp claws were deeply clasped in Tiefaan's eyes.

The sudden accident caused Tiefa'an's spiritual power to be disordered and he could no longer control the flying sword, which made him scream.

puff!

Tiefa'an didn't see his eyes being caught blind, but his ears were working. He heard a sound of a blade falling into his flesh, and at the same time felt a chill.

A huge fear came, Tiefaan struggled to shake off the gray cat and looked towards his heart with his other eye.

He saw that the familiar stone sword was inserted into his heart.

Six years ago, this stone sword was not far from him, almost at a loss, but missed the opportunity and was almost killed by the killing Tianjiao on the spot.

Now, he can finally hold the stone sword that he has dreamed of for six years in his own hands.

"The Sword of Eternal Life, it turns out to be cold..."

Tiefaan's mouth moved, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out.

He finally held the sword of immortality he had dreamed of, but the sword was now bleeding, and the entire blade penetrated his back.

"How could I lose? You are clearly ready for everything, you are just refining your energy..."

When he was about to die, Tiefa'an was surprised and unwilling to accept it.

He couldn't figure out how he could lose to a guy in the Qi Refining Stage.

I can't figure out how a gray cat appeared in the tomb.

I can't figure out that this gray cat would be so fierce that it could scratch his eyes.

"Because, you are not a genius."

Changsheng exhausted his last strength and pulled the sword of immortality outward. Suddenly, blood splattered, Tie Fa'an died and his body fell to the ground.

If you are not a genius, you are not worthy of surviving in the hands of killing the genius.

If it were a genius, it would still be killed by a genius on the spot.

Therefore, the name of killing Tianjiao is not only extremely arrogant, but also a completely evil name.

And this bad reputation is destined to be inherited by later generations.

Throwing away the stone sword, Changsheng fell to the ground.

It was a situation that was bound to die, but unexpectedly, there was a turning point, although the turning point seemed a bit funny to Chang Sheng.

It was actually a big wild cat that came out of nowhere.

"cat……"

Chang Sheng looked at the gray cat. The other party was licking the blood on his claws at this time, his sharp fangs appeared and his cold cat eyes emitted a strange light.

"Monster Beast?"

Chang Sheng did not act rashly. He could not see the origin of this gray cat, nor did he know why the gray cat caught Tie An.

Meow.

The gray cat's screams are not very nice and a bit cunning, especially in the tomb chamber, which is almost the same as a ghost.

Jumping onto the cabinet in the corner, the gray cat stared at Chang Sheng from a high place, and the cat's eyes were always cold and indifferent.

"No matter whether you are a monster or not, thank you in any case."

Chang Sheng exhaled a long breath and lay in the tomb chamber with his back and forth.

This time, the death fight was full of dangers. He missed the god of death several times. In the end, if there was no such gray cat, it would not be Tiefa'an who died, but he was always born.

When Changsheng was lying on the ground to recover his strength, the big gray cat jumped silently from the cabinet.

The gray cat jumped directly on Chang Sheng's body, and the cat's eyes were filled with arrogance and indifference, like a lofty emperor.

I always live without any reckless movements, and silently accumulate strength.

If this gray cat wants to blind him, then fight to the death with the other party.

The gray cat never moved, just staring at Changsheng condescendingly, and the cat's eyes were always cold and could not see its purpose and thoughts.

This is true for cats, with cold eyes and withdrawn behavior.

"I have a big goose at home. If you have no place to go, please follow me."

Changsheng rested for a while, got up slowly, and the gray cat jumped aside.

It seems that this is a big wild cat without any hostility.

Chang Sheng felt relieved and walked to Tiefa'an's body and found the storage bag.

The storage bag contains some pills, the most valuable of which is a foundation-building pill, and the rest are mostly ordinary, with a total value of about one thousand spirit stones.

There are not many spirit stones, less than one hundred, and there are some clothes, and there is nothing else.

There are no magic weapons in the storage bag, and the Tiefa Security Department's net worth is the flying sword and the Fierce Wind Flag. Although there is nothing good in the storage bag, Tiefa is endless. There are not many foundation-building monks who can afford that Fierce Wind Flag.

But the wind flag was completely shattered, which was a pity that this top-grade defensive magic weapon.

He put the elixir and spirit stones in the storage bag into the ruta mansion, Changsheng picked up his flying sword and black knife, put away the sword of immortality, and finally picked up Tiefa'an's top-grade magic weapon, Flying Sword.

The flying sword is already a little broken, and cracks appear on the sword due to being hit by the Sword of Eternity.

He used his true energy to slash the stone wall with his long sword. With a crisp sound, the long sword broke.

It is better not to keep Tiefa'an's weapons, so as not to be found in some clues.

After all, he was from Baihefeng, and the subordinate of the Great Elder, if Tiefaan disappeared, it would definitely arouse Helianmu's suspicion.

After looking around the tomb, Changsheng activated fireballs to burn the body.

The fire burned.

In the flames, the broken body of the golden boy and jade girl was gradually burned into ashes, and two tomb guarding puppets completed their mission and protected the safety of the tomb owner.

"Thank you."

Chang Sheng stood at the door and hugged the ashes of Jin Tong and Jade Girl.

When the fire burned everything in the tomb, Chang Sheng slashed out the sword energy to activate the rocks and completely closed the tomb.

"Let's go."

He waved to the big gray cat, and Chang Sheng said, "I have an old white family to eat fish tonight, so you can call it Ah Hui."

The gray cat followed Chang Sheng, and when he climbed out of the cemetery and returned to the ground, it was already dark.

The exit was sealed with sand and soil, and Changsheng dragged his tired body back to the yard.

"What's wrong with Master!"

Xiao Mianhua didn't see her master for a day. When she found that she was covered in dust and blood on her body at night, she rushed up to ask, worried.

"If you practice a complex spell, you will fail and just backfire, it will be fine."

Chang Sheng smiled, comforted his little apprentice and said, "Is there any fish on the mountain? Come to have a big pot of fish soup, Ah Hui should like it."

"There are fishes. I caught them in the pond yesterday. I'll do it now... Master, who is Ah Hui?"

Xiao Mianhua asked while scratching her head, and saw Chang Sheng pointing to the big gray cat on the side.

"What a big wild cat! Will it scratch people?"

Xiao Mianhua then found that there was an extra gray cat in the yard and wanted to touch the big gray cat, but she was frightened by the gray cat's gaze before she got close.

"No, Ah Hui will live in Fuyao Peak from now on, and be with Lao Bai." Chang Sheng remembered Bai He after he said that, and slapped his forehead and hurried out to look for him.

In the deserted forest in the back mountain, Changsheng found the injured white crane.

Fortunately, Baihe only had one wing penetrated by a flying sword and was not seriously injured.

Chang Sheng was not stingy, so he directly fed Bai He with Tiefa'an's elixir.

No matter what, Bai He planned to drag him away, but he just couldn't escape the flying sword.

"Old Bai, you flew too slowly. If you could fly over the flying sword, we wouldn't be so embarrassed."

Chang Sheng carried the white crane back, whispering while walking, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to his friends.

The white crane was still listless, and the crane head was little by little, looking very sleepy and tired.

Baihe was drowsy, but he became energetic as soon as he returned to the yard because he smelled the fish soup.

Tonight's Fuyao Peak is particularly lively.

The gray cat and the white crane competed for the fish in the soup pot, the little cotton helped Lao Bai to cheer up, and Changsheng sipped the wine in the glass, experiencing the taste of dying and dying.
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