As soon as he turned around, Zhang Fan's face showed a suspicious look, and a moment ago, a slight sound of landing came from the entrance of the cave, although the sound was small and almost inaudible, but how could it escape his ears!

At that time, he was shocked, and he was about to stand up and go out to investigate, but he hesitated, he really couldn't rest assured that Ling'er was alone in the cave, so he released Mo Ling to guard.

Although Mo Ling has not yet advanced to the third-order demon beast, he is only one line away from building a foundation and cultivating it, and he is just one foot away from the door, even if there is any accident, it is enough to support him until he rushes back.

As soon as his body moved, Zhang Fan suddenly disappeared into the cave, and an afterimage flashed, and he reappeared outside the cave.

After looking around, the bushes around me were still there, but they seemed somewhat dry under the scorching sun. The little beast hiding around the bushes immediately turned around him and ran, without the slightest curious gesture before, and it was evident that his atrocities had spread among them.

None of these attracted Zhang Fan's attention, and it was obviously not the existence that made a sound, frowning slightly, and then suddenly letting go of his divine sense, and swept across the entire small island and reef.

Immediately, Zhang Fan's face showed a stunned expression, and when he looked down, he saw a small figure lying quietly less than a foot in front of his toes.

The body is curled up, the two small wings cover the head, motionless, if it is not for the divine sense to probe the details, I am afraid that it will ignore the past, and then it will only be a lump of meat sauce under its feet.

Looking at this little thing in his eyes, Zhang Fan always felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

With a tap of his toes, he flipped its little body over, revealing the appearance under the cover of its wings!

"Ugh!"

As soon as he saw its true appearance, Zhang Fan was immediately stunned, his expression was similar to eating a fly, and then he reacted, and hurriedly looked around, and after making sure that there was no large army coming, he took a fish, copied the little guy on the ground into his hand, and then flashed red light and disappeared to the same place.

It wasn't until he returned to the shade of the black nest that Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the bird in his hand, somewhat crying and laughing.

- Enemy Bird!

This inconspicuous bird turned out to be the enemy bird that made it rain of dung in Binhaifang City for 800 years, if it weren't for this, Zhang Fan's reaction would not have been so big before.

His reaction couldn't be small, the thing was actually very clear, it was this young enemy bird, I don't know how to do it, I hit my head on the shield of the black nest, and my little head was covered, so I fainted.

Fortunately, it was in a coma, otherwise if he was not angry in his heart, he would shout in such a voice, Zhang Fan would be miserable, think about it, millions of hateful birds, hulala came around, drowning him.

Now under the black nest, there is no need to worry, Zhang Fan looked at this little enemy bird with palpitations, felt the warmth of his palm, and knew that it was just unconscious, but it did not die headlong.

After thinking about it, there is no threat now anyway, and I am not in a hurry to deal with it, and it is good to bring it to Ling'er to play.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, he held the little guy who had startled him and returned to the cave.

Entering the cave, the situation in front of him made him smile when he saw it.

Mo Ling's body is already quite huge, even standing on Zhang Fan's shoulders looks very reluctant, Ling'er is petite and exquisite, naturally it is impossible to hold it in his arms like a white mink, but with his arms, hanging on Mo Ling's neck, from time to time his feet off the ground, let out an exclamation.

Mo Ling's performance at this time was also quite interesting, on the surface, he seemed to be very impatient, but in fact, he obeyed his words, let him do what he wanted, from time to time he spread his wings, striding around the cave, and even the most precious golden feather on his neck obediently let Ling'er count them one by one.

This look is just like a father facing his naughty daughter, and he is impatient but actually enjoys it.

There was only one thing, Mo Ling couldn't do what Ling'er asked, originally she wanted Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai to live in peace, but as soon as Mo Ling glared, the white mink trembled, slipped out more than a foot away, trembling and not daring to approach.

The monster's innate fear and obedience to the superior are undoubtedly reflected in the white mink.

This is also because it is just Ling'er's pet, not a spirit beast driven by the cultivation of the spirit master, if that is the case, it is no matter how fearful it is, under the order of the master, it will rush forward without hesitation, and it will never be so cringe.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan hesitated even more, in fact, with Shi Ling'er's talent, it would be better to send her to the Imperial Spirit Sect, especially to worship Bai Yiyi's disciple, which is a perfect match.

The same natural disability, the same good at communicating spirit beasts, coupled with Bai Yiyi's status in the Imperial Spirit Sect, Shi Ling'er's cultivation will definitely be a thousand miles away, and the future is bright.

Let her apprentice Bai Yiyi, Zhang Fan is not unable to do it, the problem is that she is somewhat reluctant in her heart.

Although he hasn't been in contact for a long time, he still loves this little girl in his heart, but he doesn't know if she can pass the level of Faxiang, even if he doesn't count this, it is himself, in fact, it is far from the time to accept apprentices.

If you can't settle down all the time running around, how can you teach your apprentices?

However, it is time for senior brother Zhuo Hao to accept apprentices, in recent years, most of their junior brothers have actually received Zhuo Hao's guidance, and under the situation of Han Hao's retreat, he is equivalent to the master of several junior disciples.

It is precisely because of this that he delayed his own apprenticeship, if Ling'er is sent under his door, it is also a good choice, at least he can often visit one or two.

Not to mention Zhang Fan's thoughts in his heart, seeing him enter the cave, Mo Ling immediately screamed, which also attracted Ling'er's attention.

"Uncle, uncle, are you alright!"

Ling'er immediately jumped off Mo Ling's body and stepped forward quickly, not wanting to stumble under her feet and almost fall.

Zhang Fan opened his arms, hugged her into his arms, held the enemy bird in front of her, and said softly: "Uncle is fine, it's this little thing that is mischievous, Ling'er, look at it, what's wrong with it?"

"Oh!" Ling'er fumbled to take the enemy bird from his hand, held it in his two little hands and stroked it, and said suspiciously: "Uncle, what kind of bird is this?"

"This is a hater!" Zhang Fan smiled slightly, telling the legend of the eight-hundred-year-old hater, which caused Ling'er to exclaim one after another, and time passed silently.

......, "Ash, why don't you eat?"

"It's not good to be so good, come on, sister feed you!"

"Ah, why don't you eat, you're going to starve to death. ”

"Why don't you tell my sister what you want to eat?"

In the cave, there was Ling'er's delicate voice, well, and Mo Ling was rubbing the corner of Zhang Fan's clothes while whimpering.

It was aggrieved, since the enemy bird woke up, Ling'er had no time to play with it, and she was worried about how to make the little guy eat.

After comforting Mo Ling, Zhang Fan opened his mouth and asked, "Ling'er, what's the matter with this enemy bird, what does it want to eat?"

Speaking of which, he is still very interested in this kind of bird of unknown origin and very special, but unfortunately all the means of communicating with spirit beasts come from the secret book given by Bai Yiyi back then, and it is not a problem to communicate with his spirit beasts.

"Uncle. Ling'er said with some hesitation: "Little Ash, it seems to want to drink water!"

"Water?" Zhang Fan was a little stunned, he had clearly seen Ling'er take a lot of spring water from the cave to feed it, but this enemy bird didn't even look at it.

The water it drinks is unusual, which is why Ling'er is worried, even if she can communicate again, she can't conjure up what it needs!

"Is it ......?"

Zhang Fan's heart moved, and he remembered the scenes of millions of hateful birds and countless dansha like rain.

Reached into the Qiankun bag, fumbled and took out a small pile of sand-like things the size of his thumb, handed it to Ling'er, and said, "Ling'er, take this and feed it." ”

"This ......"

Ling'er hesitated a little, although she didn't know what these things were, but no matter how you looked at them, they weren't water! Out of trust in Zhang Fan, even if she was puzzled, she still took it, spread it in her palm and put it on the beer's mouth.

When she did this, she was engrossed and didn't pay attention to her surroundings, but Zhang Fan could see it clearly, just when she put Dansha in her palm, the white mink's eyes suddenly lit up, if it weren't for Mo Ling still staring at her, I am afraid that she would have rushed up earlier.

Mo Ling only glanced at it, and then turned his head disdainfully, its food was much better than this.

"Uncle, Xiao Ash really ate it!"

Ling'er cheered and said happily: "It turns out that it likes to eat sand, how can it say that it is water, it is really strange!"

"It's not the sand it eats, it's its own ......"

These words were a little indecent, Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and did not say it, but thought about it in his heart.

The special ingredients in Dansha and the water that the enemy bird drinks, once the two are connected, it seems that there is some secret hidden in it.

Are the high-level demon beasts who are known for hating birds in the legend also related to the strange water? He faintly felt that a picture scroll that had been hazy for eight hundred years had inadvertently opened a corner in front of him.

It's a pity! Zhang Fan sighed secretly and put away the idea of exploring the truth and reality.

In the final analysis, it is a matter of strength, no matter how you look at it, this is not something that his current strength can be delusional, but he glanced deeply at the enemy bird, and firmly remembered this accidental discovery in his heart.

Leave it to the future!

"Ling'er, let's go!"

Standing up suddenly, Zhang Fan spoke without warning.

"Ahh

Ling'er subconsciously asked, and then without waiting for him to answer, he obediently stuffed the sable back into the spirit beast bag and finished cleaning it up.

"Qinzhou!"

Zhang Fan said leisurely, but after a few words, there was a sense of distance in a trance, "Uncle will find you a good master." ”

"Oh!" Ling'er peeked at him, and her delicate voice was faintly reluctant.

(To be continued)