The real daughter, she went crazy in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 44 Where are you going?

Listening attentively, it seems that there is the sound of a baby screaming.

Listening again, Lan Zhi could distinguish the sound of the wind caused by the flapping of wings in the natural wind.

She got up and pushed open the window, only to see a large thick cloud in the dark sky heading towards the tower, and the baby screaming that followed was getting closer and closer.

Obviously, this is a group of flying beasts.

Lan Zhi looked at it for a while, and felt that there was nothing to worry about.

There are so many monks in the Jiqing Tower, so there should be no need for her, a mortal with a wounded soul, to fight.

However, it is still necessary to beware.

Lan Zhi closed the window, turned around and went out to knock on Jin Yuman's door.

Jin Yuman was not vigilant, she slept heavier than a pig, no matter how hard she knocked on the door, she couldn't wake her up.

Lan Zhi was helpless, so she had to go through the window and enter her room to forcefully pinch her awake and then told her the situation outside, and told her repeatedly: "Don't make a sound, don't hold the lamp, don't leave the room, no matter what sounds you hear, don't open the door, don't care Whoever breaks in by force, you will directly stab with your sword, understand?"

Jin Yuman nodded in a daze, until she realized that Lan Zhi got up to leave, she became anxious: "Where are you going?"

Lan Zhi didn't turn her head back and said, "Of course I'm looking for someone to kill the beast."

She doesn't intend to make a move, but it's okay to ask someone to get up and make a move.

As the flying filthy beast approached, the screams of babies became louder and louder. People with high cultivation levels basically woke up, but there were still many people with low vigilance who were having sweet dreams. To waste time, I ran to the incense table in Jiqing Pagoda in three steps at a time, pulled up the bell and pestle, and slammed it heavily on the big whale bell that was hugged by several people.

when--

The loud noise broke the tranquility of the night.

The sleeping person was awakened, got up and cursed who was disturbing people's dreams in the middle of the night, but was startled when he saw the dark wings all over the sky, and quickly drew out his weapon to prepare for the fight.

Lan Zhi kept running towards the grocery store that sold the filth illustrated books during the day.

The shopkeeper of the grocery store has already got up, and is standing quietly in front of the door, staring at the filth flying all over the sky. Hearing Lan Zhi's explanation of the purpose of coming, he casually took a "Picture Book of Dirt" and threw it to her.

He was an old hand and didn't hold a lamp. Lan Zhi was just a mortal now, and couldn't read clearly in the dark night, so he found a hidden corner and opened the scroll, using the light of the scroll to search.

The speed of the flying filthy beasts was extremely fast. In just a short while, they were already approaching, and they made a sound like a baby screaming in unison. The sound waves vibrated, almost tearing everyone's eardrums apart.

Lan Zhi raised her head, and looked towards the wilderness in the strong wind that was so smelly that it almost knocked her away.

Flying beasts have come to the sky above the wilderness. They are huge black birds with strange appearance, scarlet eyes, like bat wings with rows of sharp bone wings, like upside-down iron rakes. They open their mouths and scream At that moment, the mouth was split almost to the neck, exposing sharp teeth, and the whole bird was full of bloodthirsty wildness.

Lan Zhi squeezed the illustration book tightly.

"Bone-winged filthy bird, mutant species, 64, can be killed."

The shopkeeper of the grocery store turned his back to Lan Zhi, and his extremely low voice fell clearly in her ears, "It's on page [-] of the illustrated book. If you want to know more, you can go back and read it."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand, and there was a machete taller than him in his hand. He held the machete and stepped on it, slashing towards the direction where the bone-winged dirty bird flew.

At the same time, other monks rushed out of the square city to meet the enemy in the open wilderness.

(End of this chapter)