Chapter 325 Xiaoqing, It’s Time for Dinner!!

If Xiaoqing swallowed the corpse, if there were any means on the corpse that could be tracked by someone, it would definitely be a big trouble.

So Meng Fan really didn't dare to let Xiaoqing eat anything easily!

"Old monk, come and check this corpse to see if there is any problem? If Xiaoqing swallowed it, would there be a danger of being tracked by someone?" Meng Fan asked the old monk.

Although the old monk's cultivation and strength were no longer there, his experience and vision were still fine.

"Donor Meng, God has the virtue of loving life, and the dead should be buried in peace. If you, a dragon, swallow this corpse, wouldn't it be against the harmony of heaven? What's more..."

Meng Fan's thoughts moved, and the spirit stone in the relic disappeared.

The old monk's voice suddenly stagnated, and he immediately stopped talking.

Fortunately, he was speaking in Meng Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, and Xiaoqing couldn't hear it, otherwise he would be bitten all over if he provoked Xiaoqing three or four times!

"If you don't want the spirit stone, then give it back to me." Meng Fan's tone was cold and without any human feelings.

The old monk sighed and changed the subject: "People eat meat, monsters eat people, survival of the fittest, and following the way of heaven are actually normal.

Since Mr. Meng has concerns, I can cast a purification spell, so that even if there are any abnormalities in the corpse, they will be eliminated and will not be tracked."

Meng Fan nodded, and the spirit stone reappeared in the relic.

It has to be said that some donkeys are just cheap, and they will not pull the mill honestly without a whip!

The shadow of the bowl transformed by the old monk appeared again, and a golden light shot towards the corpse on the ground.

After a while.

"Mr. Meng, you can let your pet eat. Although it is said that God has the virtue of loving life, this person is dead and can't live. Although I have..."

"Shut up!" Meng Fan spat out two words mercilessly.

This sentence was cursed directly from the mouth of Meng Fan who was a little irritated, so Xiaoqing also heard it.

It looked at Meng Fan with a face full of grievance, thinking that the words "shut up" were talking about it.

Since it was told to shut up, it must not be allowed to eat this corpse.

Woo woo woo~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Let's eat, I'll give you ten seconds!" Meng Fan suddenly said to Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment, and it didn't react to hearing this.

It took a full five seconds for it to react to what Meng Fan meant by this sentence.

Is this to agree to let me eat it?

But there was only ten seconds, and I actually wasted five seconds! ! !

Xiaoqing let out an excited roar, and then his body suddenly expanded and turned into a huge dragon.

The next second, he swallowed Zhang Hongfei's body in one gulp.

Crunchy, fishy taste!

After Meng Fan finished talking to Xiao Qing, he left without waiting for Xiao Qing to swallow Zhang Hongfei's body.

Because after he relaxed his tense mood at the moment, he realized that he had just escaped from the inn and actually fled all the way to the location of the Shushan mission.

Yes, this is Qingyue Forest!

The tiger monster he had to kill in the mission he accepted in Shushan was here.

Since he was already here, Meng Fan was ready to complete the mission, anyway, it was a piece of cake.

After all, the tiger monster was only at the Tianyuan realm.

Meng Fan's consciousness quickly scanned the tiger monster, and then the Hongqi sword was unsheathed. Without any surprise, he directly killed the tiger monster.

When he came back, Xiao Qing had swallowed Zhang Hongfei's body and turned into a mini dragon the size of a finger again.

The little belly was round, and it was hard for it. It swallowed three in one night. Fortunately, the dragon's physique was better and its stomach was very strong.

"Let's go!"

Meng Fan grabbed Xiao Qing without saying anything and put her in his pocket.

Then he took out the Red Sheep Sword, stepped on it, and flew on the sword, turning into a stream of light and rushing away.

The Pure Yang Transformation to Thunder Essence in his body had been exhausted when he just activated the sword seal, and there was no time to recover.

But he still had wind attribute essence and magic attribute essence in his body, especially the wind attribute essence cultivated by the Spirit Wind Mysterious Art. If it was used to fly with the sword, the speed would actually be faster than the pure Yang Transformation to Thunder Essence flying sword!

The Red Sheep Sword can only be used as a means of transportation now.

Because both are swords without sword spirits, the strength of the Black Jade Sword is much higher than it.

So now the Red Sheep Sword has no chance to fight, and can only be used as a foot-operated sword or a self-propelled sword!

But to be honest, the speed of flying with the sword is really fast, not slower than the plane Meng Fan made in his previous life.

In just one stick of incense, Meng Fan has run hundreds of kilometers.

Then he directly squeezed out the wind attribute essence in his body in one breath, and ran for more than a thousand kilometers without stopping for an hour.

In this way, even if there are still people who realize that it is the guy's death, they should not be able to find him.

Thousands of kilometers, this distance is very extreme.

Even for cultivators at the Yuanshen realm, the consciousness cannot capture that far.

Of course, if it is a cultivator who has reached the level of the master, with the ability to penetrate the sky and the earth, this little thing is naturally not surprising.

But how could a person of the level of the master target himself?

If he really targeted himself, Meng Fan would be too lazy to resist. He would dig a hole before others came and prepare for his own funeral!

At this moment, it was already dawn, and Meng Fan found himself near a small village.

He found an early-rising cowherd and asked for information.

This is a place called Taoyun Village. Since Meng Fan flew with a sword yesterday, he subconsciously ran towards Shushan.

So he subconsciously asked the old man how far it was from Shushan, and the answer he got was that it was less than 100 kilometers!

If he had more spiritual wind Xuan Gong's true essence in his body, he would have flown back to Shushan Sword Sect by now.

After knowing that this place was close to Shushan, Meng Fan instinctively breathed a sigh of relief and felt more secure.

Meng Fan found a vacant lot in the nearby forest, then cut a huge stone into a flat square board, sat on it and began to meditate and practice to restore his true essence.

At this moment, the pure yang transformation of thunder true essence and spiritual wind Xuan Gong true essence in his body have been exhausted, leaving only a little magic attribute true essence of the Red Blood Sutra.

He must hurry up to restore the thunder and wind true essence, so as not to encounter any troubles and capsize in the gutter.

But then again, with the old monk and Hongqi protecting him, the probability of a disaster is so small that it can be ignored.

Six or seven hours later, from sunrise to sunset, Meng Fan's true energy finally recovered.

He stood up from the stone slab and waved to the west.

Behind the big tree more than ten meters away, there was a girl about six or seven years old, looking straight at Meng Fan.

This little girl with a dirty face had been hiding behind the big tree and watching him for a long time, more than an hour.