Chapter 144
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Under the respectful gazes of all the disciples, Zhen Xiaoxiao rushed out of the Seven Leaves Mountain Gate and released the green-eyed young eagle back into the sky.
A gust of cold wind poured into her chest, making her mind unprecedentedly clear.
Her steps paused for a moment.
When she turned her head, she could no longer see the flattering faces of the disciples guarding the mountain. She could no longer see the forest that was still smoking after the fire disaster.
Facing the mountains, Zhen Xiaoxiao saw the faces of Old Master Yuan, Yang Guyu, Luo Wei, Xiang Qian, and even the Low-eared Old Man. However, these phantoms dimmed in the blink of an eye, and were replaced by Little Congee's adorable and silly face.
Without Zhen Xiaoxiao, the people of the Seven Leaves Sect would live better.
But without her, Small Gruel would die.
"Goodbye, Seven Leaves!"
Throwing the only flawless Fragrant Bait Pill in her hand on the ground, Zhen Xiaoxiao stomped her foot and took her first step to catch up to Huang Yao Lao!
Just like Little Eight Eyes knew it was useless but still wanted to fight Ji Qingyi to the death.
Just like many years ago, when the scarlet-haired demon god was covered in wounds, he proudly faced the sky.
With a cultivation of the second level of Qi Condensation, he fought a Foundation Establishment Elder to the death. It was like a butterfly trying to shake a tree, an egg hitting a rock!
However, the reason why strong people were strong was not because they were born strong, it was because they had a fearless heart when they were weak!
"Small Gruel, wait for me. We came together, so … we'll leave together!"
"Big Nose Huang better not touch you. If he does, I'll make him pay with his life!"
The green-eyed young eagle flying in the sky quickly noticed Huang Yao Lao's back again. It did not dare to get too close and watched from afar.
Zhen Xiaoxiao sprinted all the way. As faint white smoke rose from her body, her speed actually caught up to the rhythm of a Foundation Establishment cultivator's flying sword!
Fast!
For example, during the mountain trial, she was more than three times faster. In the dense forest, only a white shadow could be seen flashing by.
The green-eyed young eagle flew a thousand meters before Zhen Xiaoxiao. Four hours later, it saw Huang Yao Lao stop, put away his flying sword, and rest in an old thatched hut by the stream.
What a great opportunity!
Zhen Xiaoxiao's feet suddenly stopped. Before he could even begin to plot against Huang Yao Lao, he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from behind him.
A large hand suddenly stretched out from behind the tree, and in the blink of an eye, it tightly wrapped around her throat!
How could this be?
Zhen Xiaoxiao had originally thought that this would be a battle of life and death between the rabbit and the wolf. Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that there would be a third person who would unexpectedly appear!
All of a sudden, an ugly face appeared in front of him!
Triangular eyes, drooping eyebrows, pale face, and swollen eye bags all indicated that this person had indulged in debauchery. However, the tattoo of a five-clawed black dragon on the left side of his face made his appearance even more ferocious and terrifying.
Who was this person?
His opponent's strength was ridiculously strong, instantly lifting his prey into the air.
With his feet off the ground and no air in his lungs, Zhen Xiaoxiao's face turned purple from suffocation!
Tap, tap, tap, tap …
Someone was strolling leisurely on the withered leaves nearby.
From the corner of Zhen Xiaoxiao's eyes, she saw Huang Yao Lao's damned face appear in the shadow of a tree branch. So she was the one who had fallen into the trap.
"Brother Qiu Tian, is the little cauldron that this old man sent over good?"
Huang Yao Lao's gaze swept across Zhen Xiaoxiao's face with disdain before he enthusiastically and familiarly started to chat with the man with the black dragon tattoo on his face.
"Not bad, his appearance is very handsome, just that his body is a bit small."
The person who was called Qiu Tian's evil eyes swept across Zhen Xiaoxiao's face and body. It was as if he wanted to use his gaze to strip her naked!
Looking at Zhen Xiaoxiao's pale face, Huang Yao Lao couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
Using a young eagle to chase?
What a talent!
Did he learn from Zhong Zi?
Unfortunately, his cultivation was too shallow. He didn't know that a Foundation Establishment cultivator's divine sense could see further than an eagle's eyes!
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