"He sets up the open formation, and I set up the hidden formation. In terms of difficulty, I am three times as difficult as him."
"He should be faster than me, at least an hour faster."
"Could it be..."
His pupils shrank in shock, Mo Chen turned pale and said, "Is this junior brother trapped by someone?"
"No, no, those mad dogs just entered the mountain, there's no way they could catch up so quickly."
"There is no little demon king outside, and no one can hurt the junior brother who is at the 18th level of martial arts."
"With the help of Dao Huo'er, a natural spiritual body..."
He comforted himself and analyzed in detail.
But the next moment, Mo Chen heard the familiar chirping of birds.
He only heard its sound but did not see its shape, but it made him breathe quickly and made him look sluggish and trance-like.
"Hummingbird?"
Roaring lowly, he raised his neck in disbelief.
"Asshole, this is cheating."
"Who allowed it?"
"That's not fair."
The fat and short winter melon roared angrily, with blazing eyes.
The hummingbird is a kind of spiritual bird specially used for reconnaissance of terrain and reporting of news.
The big one is as long as an adult's thumb, while the small one is only about the size of a broad bean.
Traveling thousands of miles a day, he is good at hiding and distinguishing people's images.
All forces in the fairy world have large numbers of captives, which are generally used to patrol disciples to report emergencies to higher-ups, or to communicate with each other among disciples stationed in distant places.
Mo Chen never expected that this unmentioned hummingbird would be brought into the Demon Burial Mountains openly by hunters from the Eight Hundred Immortals Realm, and would become a sure-fire weapon for capturing him and Suning.
"What a tragedy, what a misfortune. If you are not careful, you will lose everything."
"Master, you are confused."
"How can we tolerate them bringing hummingbirds into the house?"
"So, how do you ask your disciple to protect your little junior brother?"
"Oh, I'm afraid I can't even protect myself."
Mo Chen looked self-deprecating, and immediately turned into a stream of light and returned the way he came.
He could no longer hesitate and had to find Suning in time.
If it's too late, we may be in dire straits.
...
The outside world, the cloud.
Luo Chen had a sullen face and yelled furiously: "You are worthy of being the supreme being in the world for your shameless behavior."
"Eight hundred people chased and killed one person, and they even secretly brought in hummingbirds. Hahaha, what a joke. It really opened my eyes."
"Luo will not accompany me on this hunt."
He roared sharply, leaned over and grabbed hold of the Demon Burial Mountain Range: "Disciple, let's go."
"Boom."
The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the light curtain twisted.
A big hand stopped Luo Chen's spellcasting, and said angrily: "On the appointed day, when I was in your Wuchen Immortal Palace, I didn't say you couldn't bring hummingbirds with you."
"Isn't this considered cheating?"
"The hunting has started. It is limited to half a year. You can't stop it if you want."
"As evidenced by all parties, how can you, Luo Chen, be allowed to run wild here and cause trouble alone?"
Emperor Yunzue made a strong statement: "If you want to leave, you can."
"Suning has to stay until the hunting is over."
Emperor Huoxuan, who was in the same camp, said, "Yes, the agreement was made first, and going back on it is invalid."
"Either you are willing to fall to three realms in a row and pay the price for breaking the contract."
"Or, just sit down and watch the battle."
"What you have to face is the questioning of the Eight Hundred Immortals Realm and the Civil and Military Palaces, not just a child playing house with you."
He sneered harshly: "Now that I'm thinking of hummingbirds, why did I go there so early?"
Luo Chen's face turned red, he inspected the figures above the clouds one by one, and said with a long breath: "Do you also mean this?"
