The old woodcutter picked up the little girl, panicked, turned around and ran away.
Fire Qilin is a ferocious and bloodthirsty beast from ancient times.
The old woodcutter was old and frail, and with a little girl in his arms, he couldn't run fast at all.
After a few seconds, he was caught up by the fire unicorn behind him.
Huo Qilin snorted in dissatisfaction, and then slowly lay down in front of the old woodcutter and his grandson.
"Don't be afraid, old man, this fire unicorn is my mount and will not hurt anyone."
Suddenly.
A man's voice came from above his head.
The old woodcutter was startled and quickly looked up.
But he saw, above the sky, a young man in white clothes, with a flying sword on his feet, escaping like a stream of light.
The old woodcutter's eyes shrank, and when he looked at the young man, he was suddenly startled.
The young man stepped down from the flying sword, caressed the fire unicorn beside him, and cursed with a smile: "If I let you take the first step, you would run out and scare people. I won't take you out next time."
When Huo Qilin heard this, his eyes showed an aggrieved look, he whimpered twice, and lowered his head.
Seeing this scene, the old woodcutter was horrified and said in a trembling voice: "Little brother, you... actually subdued such ancient ferocious beasts?"
The young man turned around, revealed a delicate face, and said with a smile: "I am very knowledgeable and can recognize this ancient ferocious beast."
When the old woodcutter heard this, he trembled slightly, then he kept silent and just hid his granddaughter behind his back.
The young man was none other than Lin Fan.
Just at this moment.
In the distance, the sound of fighting suddenly came.
Immediately afterwards, a monk in gray clothes was seen fighting with another young man.
The gray-clothed monk was in his thirties or forties, tall and tall. After landing on the mountain path, he first looked at Huo Qilin in surprise.
Then, he hurriedly turned around and shouted to the old woodcutter, asking him to take his granddaughter away from this place of trouble.
Before he finished speaking, a young man in blue chased behind him.
The man in blue had cold eyes. He snorted coldly and shouted at the monk: "Hand over the fire monkey!"
As he spoke, he stabbed the monk with his sword.
The green steel sword of the young man in blue instantly emitted blazing true energy, forming a fire dragon about ten feet long, and struck hard at the monk.
The monk in gray clothes calmly put his hands together and shouted: "Buddha's light shines everywhere!"
In an instant.
A bright Buddha light appeared behind the monk's head, and then the monk pushed it out with his palm.
The young man in blue was defeated by the monk and was beaten back repeatedly.
But he was obviously not willing to fail, and he wanted to fight again with the sword.
At this time.
From the mountain road in the distance, two soaring sounds were heard again!
Then, two men, one white and one black, arrived in an instant.
Of these two people, one was dressed in white, with a golden auspicious cloud pattern embroidered on his chest, and they looked elegant.
The other one was wearing black clothes, black trousers, a cloak, and messy short blue hair. His face was expressionless and he looked cold and sharp.
Seeing this scene, Lin Fan smiled lightly.
These two people were none other than Xiong Ba's two apprentices, Qin Shuang and Bu Jingyun!
Among them, Bu Jingyun bears a blood feud.
He has been forbearing in the world for so many years, and he still considers a thief as his father, just to seek revenge from the tyrant.
As for the monk and the man in blue who came out earlier, one is a monk from Qingliang Temple, and the other is a descendant of Huolinjian, Duanlang!
As for their purposes, they are actually the same!
Came for the fire monkey in the monk's hand.
really.
Without saying a few words, the four of them started fighting together.
At this time, the old woodcutter's little granddaughter poked her little head out from behind her grandfather from time to time, blinked her big eyes, and looked at Huo Qilin curiously.
Lin Fan chuckled and said, "Would you like to sit for a while?"
When the little girl heard this, her eyes lit up and she nodded.
Lin Fan made a casual move, and the little girl automatically rose into the air and landed steadily on Fire Qilin's back.
The old woodcutter was shocked when he saw this scene.
However, he was not skilled in martial arts and had no time to stop her. He could only watch helplessly as his granddaughter flew onto the back of the ferocious beast Fire Qilin.
Fortunately, the fire unicorn did not go crazy. It just shook its head slightly in displeasure and let the little girl ride on its back.
The little girl was a little scared at first.
But he found that Huo Qilin's back was not only warm, but also soft, as if he was sitting on a pile of cotton, so he started laughing happily.
"Brother, is your mount called Xiao Huo? Yinyin has a friend, also named Xiao Huo!"
Lin Fan chuckled and touched the little girl Yin Yin's head: "Really?"
While the two were talking, they saw the monk in gray accidentally throwing the wooden box out of his arms during the fight, revealing a little monkey inside.
Seeing the little monkey, the girl shouted happily: "Grandpa, look, it's Xiaohuo."
As soon as the fire monkey appeared, Duan Lang jumped slightly, took the fire monkey into the air, and then suddenly retreated, disappearing in the mountain road.
The gray-clothed monk's expression changed slightly and he hurriedly chased after him.
Bu Jingyun, who stayed where he was, wanted to pursue him, but was stopped by Qin Shuang.
"Elder brother, why are you stopping me?" Bu Jingyun looked puzzled.
Qin Shuang smiled faintly, staring at the ordinary-looking old woodcutter not far away, and explained: "We are fighting for the Fire Monkey just to find the Clay Bodhisattva, but since the Clay Bodhisattva is already in front of us, why bother?
Seeking distance instead of the near?!"
Bu Jingwen was startled when he heard this, and then followed Qin Shuang's gaze.
"You mean, this old man is the Clay Bodhisattva?"
Before Qin Shuang could reply, the old woodcutter sighed quietly: "I have always heard that the master of Tianshuang Hall, Qin Shuang, is very thoughtful. When I saw him today, he was indeed extraordinary!"
Qin Shuanglang laughed and replied: "My granddaughter just called out the name of Fire Monkey. How can a mountain woodcutter's granddaughter know about Fire Monkey? Therefore, I boldly speculate that my senior is the Clay Bodhisattva!"
This chapter has been completed!