Chapter 940
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After about an hour, there was still no sign of Fengjiu. Duan Ye couldn't help but look back as he muttered, "That kid couldn't have been caught, right? Forget it, I'd better go back and take a look. "
Just as he patted his mount and was about to turn back, he saw a red figure dash out of the forest and arrive in front of him in a few breaths.
"Duan Ye, can you put this big beast into the spiritual beast space?" As long as it was a contracted beast, it could be put into the spiritual beast space. He should be able to do the same, right?
"Of course! But why should I put it away? Isn't it fine for me to ride it? "He looked at Fengjiu with a puzzled expression and asked.
"Wait until we're out of the Kingdom of Qing before riding it. Otherwise, it'll be too eye-catching. Hurry up and put it away. Let's go." She gestured, then turned around and walked to the edge of the barrier. She gathered spirit energy in her hands and gathered it on her fingertips. As she pointed, she let out a clear shout.
"Break!"
As soon as she shouted, the spiritual power on her fingertips pointed forward. Like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, circles of spiritual power rippled out in that seemingly transparent place.
Duan Ye was putting his contracted beast into the spiritual beast space when he saw the barrier open a small door in front of him. He was startled. How could it be like this?
"Let's go!"
Fengjiu pulled him and jumped out. Little Tun Yun followed closely behind them. After they jumped out, that place gradually returned to its original state.
"Hiss! How come I didn't know the barrier could be broken like this? If we come out like this, how could they not know? "
He was pleasantly surprised. He looked back and was pulled onto a feather by Fengjiu. Together with Little Tun Yun, they quickly flew into the distance …
One day later, in a town in the Kingdom of Qing.
In an inn, Fengjiu was resting on the bed. She faintly heard the sound of an argument downstairs, so she pulled the blanket over her head. However, not long after, the innkeeper hurried upstairs and knocked on her door.
"Young Master, Young Master, Young Master, quickly open the door. Something has happened, something has happened."
Hearing the anxiety in the shopkeeper's voice, Fengjiu helplessly got up. After a simple wash, he put on his coat and opened the door. His tone was somewhat displeased: "What happened so early in the morning?"
Seeing the door open, the shopkeeper hurriedly said, "Young Master, the young master who came with you is fighting with someone outside."
"Fight?" Fengjiu was startled for a moment, then said indifferently: "If you want to fight, then let's fight. What's the big deal?" With Duan Ye's strength, he might not necessarily lose.
Therefore, when she was about to close the door, the shopkeeper stopped her. "No! He beat up the city's Little Tyrant. That Little Tyrant has some background. I'm afraid that young master … "
She frowned. "What's his background? It's fine as long as he's not dead. What's the big deal? "
Hearing this, the shopkeeper was stunned and speechless. As long as he didn't die? Was this referring to that Young Master? Or that Little Tyrant?
"Forget it. Have someone bring me some breakfast. It would be best if I could get a bowl of porridge." She walked out with Little Tun Yun at her feet.
"Young Master, aren't you going to see your friend?" The shopkeeper asked in surprise.
"Didn't you hear what I said?" She paused and glanced back at the shopkeeper.
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