Chapter 11 Falling off the cliff

Zhao Xiaofeng stared at Huo Sanniang. His hands had already grasped Huo Sanniang's arm tightly. He wanted to bite it, but unfortunately he couldn't reach it.

The snow-white little rabbit screamed, and it jumped up to bite Huo Sanniang's hand.

Huo Sanniang sneered: "The rabbit is anxious and really wants to bite people." As she said that, she had already kicked the little rabbit in the stomach.

The snow-white little rabbit was kicked out, and its weak and thin body was falling with a thread of blood.

Zhao Xiaofeng wanted to roar, but unfortunately his throat was pinched and he could no longer make any sound.

Huo Sanniang exerted force on her arm.

Zhao Xiaofeng was already breathless, and he felt that Huo Sanniang's hideous face gradually blurred and gradually became distant.

Suddenly, Huo Sanniang let out a scream, pinched Zhao Xiaofeng's hand and suddenly let go.

Zhao Xiaofeng fell into the snow. With the hazy morning light, he suddenly discovered that Huo Sanniang's body was densely entangled by wisteria.

The wisteria that was shattered and scattered in the snow was miraculously resurrected.

Huo Sanniang was scattered, and she had already felt the breath of death.

This time, Wisteria's attack power was faster and more powerful than at the beginning. Even if Huo Sanniang was at its peak, it would probably be difficult to escape, not to mention that she is now incomplete in all limbs and is seriously injured.

The wisteria became tighter and tighter, and in the end, it exploded with a "boom". The wisteria turned into smoke, and Huo Sanniang instantly turned into ashes. Even the defensive top-quality spiritual weapon and armor shirt of Master Divine Turtle turned into droplets in an instant.

Zhao Xiaofeng suddenly felt a chill on his left arm. He rolled up his broken cuffs and found a red seed in his cuff.

"Your mother was killed. A few months after you were born... she died... However, her cultivation level is very high. When she died, she left a seed and had a chance to be resurrected in the future..." Zhao Xiaofeng suddenly remembered what her grandmother said. "Did my mother die again just now?" Zhao Xiaofeng thought about this, and tears suddenly burst out.

It's dawn.

A ray of sunlight shone through the gaps in the jungle and shone in.

Zhao Xiaofeng held the red seed tightly, and he swore in his heart that he would revive his mother.

The snow-white little rabbit crawled to Zhao Xiaofeng's feet again. It was injured and was seriously injured.

Zhao Xiaofeng carried the rabbit into his arms and gently wiped the blood stains beside the rabbit's mouth.

The ashes of the small thatched hut had long cooled down. Zhao Xiaofeng dug a hole beside the hut, using stones, using wood, and using his hands. His hands were covered in blood, but he couldn't feel it.

The earth pit was dug. Grandma lay quietly inside. Her hair was gray and her face was kind. Tears blurred Zhao Xiaofeng's vision again. He climbed into the earth pit and lay on his grandmother and cried bitterly. He didn't want to leave his grandmother. He wanted to be with his grandmother for the rest of his life. He had vowed more than once to let his grandmother live a good life. But now... Grandma is dead, leaving him forever. Zhao Xiaofeng simply lay beside his grandmother, even if he was buried by the soil in the pit, he would do whatever he wanted! But what about mother? What about the little rabbit in the pit that looked at him with a long eye? What about the chimpanzee who sacrificed his life to save himself? What about the blood hatred of more than 100 human lives in the Zhao family? What about grandma's death is to save himself! How can he die? Zhao Xiaofeng sat up suddenly, wiped his tears and crawled out of the earth pit...

A dirt grave lies alone next to the ruins of the small thatched hut.

In front of the grave, Zhao Xiaofeng had been kneeling blankly for a whole morning. The tears on his face were wet and dry, dry and wet!

The snow is sunny and cold.

Jiuyou Cliff is covered with thick snow, and the sun shines on it, emitting dazzling light.

Zhao Xiaofeng touched the red seed in his arms. "Jiuyou Cliff was originally her hometown, and the leaves returned to their roots. No place is more suitable for her than Jiuyou Cliff." Zhao Xiaofeng had already remembered the words of his grandmother. But what made Zhao Xiaofeng embarrassed was that where should the seeds be planted at such a large Jiuyou Cliff? Zhao Xiaofeng did not dare to act rashly, because this red seed was related to the resurrection of his mother! The rising fog continued to rise from Jiuyou Cliff. Just when Zhao Xiaofeng was hesitating, the rising fog suddenly changed. The originally light green mist turned into dark green, and there was a faint figure shaking in the dark green smoke.

Suddenly, a big hand reached out from the bottom of the cliff and grabbed Zhao Xiaofeng's ankle. Before Zhao Xiaofeng could react, he was pulled down from Jiuyou Cliff. The moment he was pulled down from Jiuyou Cliff, Zhao Xiaofeng suddenly threw the snow-white rabbit in his arms out.

When Zhao Xiaofeng fell down, he clearly heard the little rabbit making a heart-wrenching call on Jiuyou Cliff, with a shrill crying voice in the call.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the surroundings were covered by thick fog. I don’t know how long it took, but the fog in front of me gradually faded, and it was wide and bright. Zhao Xiaofeng’s body fell obliquely, falling on a large black stone. The large black stone looked very hard, but it didn’t feel any pain when it fell on it, and there was also a soft and comfortable feeling.

Zhao Xiaofeng sat up and looked around. What appeared before him was an endless plain, with black huge rocks everywhere on the plain, and the big huge rocks were bigger than a small house. Zhao Xiaofeng sat on the black huge rock. What surprised him was that it was already a cold day in the middle of the 30th. Last night, there was a heavy snowfall here, but it was as warm as spring, and the ground was covered with tender green grass, and there was no sign of snow. What was going on? What was this? Zhao Xiaofeng looked up at the sky. The dark black sky was full of stars, without a cloud, no sun, and no moon, but there was a bright light everywhere. Zhao Xiaofeng looked at all in surprise. He didn't understand what was going on.

Just when Zhao Xiaofeng was surprised and confused, the black boulders everywhere on the plain suddenly moved. At first, they moved slowly. In a moment, they quickly rotated. Tens of millions of black boulders quickly merged together to form an extremely huge black carpet. The black carpet spread out, endless and endless.

Zhao Xiaofeng stood on the boundless black carpet, and he was completely stunned.

In the distance, the sound of drum music was faintly heard. It was vague at first, and it was almost empty. In a moment, it was close to you and could be heard clearly. In front of Zhao Xiaofeng, a small band seemed to fall from the sky. The small band was not big, with four people, four instruments, one drum, one pipa, one guqin, and one trumpet. Musical instruments are very common, very ordinary, but the person holding the instruments is too special and scary! The four people are all tall and strong men, not ordinary, not ordinary, not ordinary, at least twice as tall as ordinary people, ten rounds! What is more special and scary is that these four are tall and

The big strong man not only looked fierce, but also had incomplete body. The strong man holding the drum had his head bare, but his ears were broken. The strong man holding the pipa was the tallest, but he was still wearing a tall and pointed hat. His eyes were deeply sunk. At first glance, it looked like two black holes. The strong man playing the guqin had his nose flattened, leaving only a small dark hole. The strong man playing the trumpet had no lips. His lips seemed to have been cut down by someone, leaving only a little flesh at the corner of his mouth, barely drooping, and two rows of white and long teeth were exposed, like the legendary demon who ate people.

Zhao Xiaofeng lives in Jiuyou Cliff and has been roaming in the forest of thousands of beasts since he was a child. He has seen all the strange beasts, but he was still shocked when facing these four strong men.

Four strong men separated from each other and stood in two rows. Amid the drums and music, an elderly old man walked respectfully. He seemed to walk very slowly, but in an instant, he arrived in front of Zhao Xiaofeng. The old man always smiled. He was not tall, but was radiant and glamorous. Although his clothes were not noble, they were extremely clean and decent.

Zhao Xiaofeng looked at the old man.

The old man suddenly knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "The little master is here, and the old slave is late to welcome him. I hope to forgive me."

Zhao Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment and quickly helped the old man up: "Grandpa, you recognized the wrong person. My name is Zhao Xiaofeng. I accidentally fell off Jiuyou Cliff."

The old man shook his head and looked at Zhao Xiaofeng with tears in his eyes: "You are on Jiuyou Cliff, I sent someone to invite you down... I did not admit my mistake, you are my little master."

Zhao Xiaofeng was confused. He didn't know what was going on with this old man.

The four strong drummers were also very respectful to Zhao Xiaofeng.

The old man introduced himself: "In the past, the old master called me Xiaowen, and my name was Shangguan Wenwen!"

Zhao Xiaofeng smiled: "Grandpa Shangguan..."

The old man quickly stopped Zhao Xiaofeng: "Young master can't call me Lao Nu like that. How can I afford it?"

Zhao Xiaofeng looked at the old man, not knowing what to say.

Shangguan Wenwen smiled and said to Zhao Xiaofeng: "Little Master, I will take you to a place first, you will understand everything!" As he spoke, he was respectfully leading the way, so Zhao Xiaofeng had to follow behind.

Suddenly, a small house floated over from somewhere in front of him. The small house was very small and delicate, with no windows, only a small door was open, and the roof was semicircular. The small house slowly fell in front of Zhao Xiaofeng, and a soft ladder slowly stretched out from the small door. Shangguan Wenwen warmly invited: "Please, please!" Zhao Xiaofeng hesitated and still got on the soft ladder. As soon as Zhao Xiaofeng got on the soft ladder, the soft ladder took Zhao Xiaofeng to the small house. The small house looked very small, but it was very spacious inside.

. Countless small lights with strange shapes illuminate the small house. Countless small lights constantly change colors, red, blue, purple, green, light green, pink, orange and yellow... all kinds of colors are available! There is a round table in the small house, and six round chairs are placed around the round table. Shangguan Wenwen pulled a chair and asked Zhao Xiaofeng to sit. Zhao Xiaofeng pulled out the chair next to him and asked the old man to sit. It can be seen that the old man was very satisfied with Zhao Xiaofeng and grateful.

The small door slowly closed, and countless small lights suddenly went out, and the small house seemed to fall into the abyss of darkness.
Chapter completed!