The Fire Forest is a place where firebirds live in groups, not very far from the Emperor Tian Gate. This is also the main reason why Jiang Xiaofan chose this task, because he really hated the sword control technique. With his cultivation level of entering the Eighth Level of Heaven, it only takes more than three hours to walk.

Firebirds are extremely repulsive to alien races and are a very aggressive spiritual bird. Jiang Xiaofan had just walked into the Firefire Forest. Before he could see the terrain, a few big birds swooped over. The birds had sharp eyes and opened their mouths to spit out a few rays of fire, attacking Jiang Xiaofan on the ground.

"Puff...", "Puff...", "Puff..."

The sword fell with his hands, it was that simple. The three big birds were cut off from their heads and fell down.

After taking out their bird galls, Jiang Xiaofan walked towards the depths of the Fire Forest. Along the way, he encountered many attacks from firebirds, big and small. However, with his current cultivation level of the Eighth Level of the Weiwei, it is too easy to deal with these spiritual birds from the Third Level of the Weiwei. It is not difficult.

However, these firebirds took the initiative to attack, saving him a lot of trouble. In this way, he did not spend much time, and had already stored more than 60 firebird gallbladders in the space ring.

However, the good times did not last long. Although the firebirds were very aggressive, they would not attack anyone. At least after the deaths of the same kind, they felt Jiang Xiaofan's strength and no longer sought death.

This made handsome man Jiang very angry. Damn, these bastards can fly, and he, well, he can use sword control skills, but after performing sword control skills, he has almost no resistance and will become a living target for the firebirds.

In this way, Jiang Xiaofan's workload increased greatly. Almost until the next day when the sun was about to rise, he could barely get enough ninety-nine firebird galls, and he was still short of the last one to complete the task.

He walked around a huge rock and prepared to hunt the last firebird gall, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a little guy covered with colorful feathers was lying at the foot of the huge rock, dying.

Damn, in ancient times, rabbits hit wooden stakes, so this little firebird wouldn't be able to think about it and ran to hit stones, right?

Jiang Xiaofan was amazed, but no matter what, the last firebird had a gall. Although this firebird was too small and its feathers seemed to be a little different from other firebirds, no matter what, it would be a gall.

As if he noticed someone approaching, the little guy woke up and opened his eyes slowly. His dirty body suddenly trembled. Looking at the long sword in Jiang Xiaofan's hand, the little guy leaned against the huge rock. His big watery eyes looked at Jiang Xiaofan in fear and made a pitiful cry.

Jiang Xiaofan shook the Taoist sword in his hand. This was the firebird gall in front of him, but he hesitated again. He really couldn't do such a cute and pitiful little thing.

“Woo woo…”

The little guy screamed in fear, with mist in his big eyes trembling.

After a long time, Jiang Xiaofan finally sighed lightly and threw out the Taoist sword in his hand.

He is a typical person who is soft but not hard. Looking at the little guy's pitiful appearance and his big eyes mixed with innocent, aggrieved and scared, his heart instantly softened.

He walked over carefully. This action made the little thing shake even harder. His little body moved to the side hard. It wanted to fly, but its wings seemed to be injured and could not fly.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Jiang Xiaofan said softly, gently holding up the little thing.

"Woooooooooooooooooo..."

The little guy was still scared and trembled in Jiang Xiaofan's palm.

"Don't be afraid, I really won't hurt you, I'll heal you."

Jiang Xiaofan kept smiling and tried to make his voice soft. The light golden divine power wrapped the little guy in it through his palms. Bing Xin once said that for minor injuries, it can be cured by only nourishing divine power.

It felt very comfortable and warm, and the little thing's eyes quickly lit up. He blinked his big watery eyes and looked at Jiang Xiaofan curiously, and then made a whimpering sound, which was a bit pleasing.

Soon, the little thing's injury was completely cured by Jiang Xiaofan. He gently flapped his wings and found that he could fly up. The little guy made another whimpering sound and happily circled around Jiang Xiaofan.

"Okay, little guy, go quickly, I'm going to do the task!"

Jiang Xiaofan smiled and patted the little guy's furry head. After his treatment, the little thing's feathers became brighter and appeared in colorful colors, which surprised Jiang Xiaofan for a while. It was really beautiful.

The little thing trembled for a moment, looking a little confused, with big eyes filled with mist, and a look of grievance and pitifulness appeared again. It carefully landed on Jiang Xiaofan's shoulder, stretched out his bird's beak and gently pecked his ears.

Jiang Xiaofan stretched out a finger and gently pointed the little guy's head. He picked up the little thing from his shoulder, picked up the Taoist sword thrown beside him, and walked forward, but the little guy flapped his wings and flew over, landed on his shoulder and pecked his ears lightly.

Jiang Xiaofan frowned. He stopped, inserted the Taoist sword to the ground, held the little guy in his palm, and said in confusion: "Why don't you leave? Why are you following me?"

The little guy seemed to be able to understand his words, flapping his wings and flew up, rubbed his furry little head against Jiang Xiaofan's cheek, then raised his head and looked at him with his pitiful big eyes.

Jiang Xiaofan was stunned and said, "You... do you want to follow me?"

The little thing started to whimper and nodded constantly, his big eyes full of expectation.

Jiang Xiaofan opened his mouth, but in the end he was unable to resist the innocent and pitiful big eyes of the little guy, and promised to take it away. Although he could not raise birds, Ye Yuanxue would definitely be able to do it. I think she would like this cute and beautiful little guy very much.

“Woo woo…”

Seeing Jiang Xiaofan agree to take it, the little thing screamed happily, flying up and down around Jiang Xiaofan, and finally landed on his shoulder, pecking his ears with the bird's beak and rubbing his cheeks.

In this way, Jiang Xiaofan took the cute little guy to find the last firebird gut. The process lasted for a long time. Later, handsome guy Jiang wanted to relieve himself, so he let the little guy stay outside for the time being. However, he didn't expect that when he came out, he saw the little guy being blocked in a corner by several old firebirds. They screamed at the little guy, looking very fierce, while the little guy was huddled in the middle in fear, very pitiful.

Jiang Xiaofan was so angry that he saw a firebird stomping on a small thing with his claws. The little guy was so cute that he was bullied by these old firebirds. And he saw that this seemed not the first time, it seemed to be a long-term one, and the scars on its body might be left by the old firebirds.

"Do you all die for me!"

He stood in the distance and threw the long sword in his hand out. The terrible force directly pierced several old firebirds, and the blood flowers floated up, and the Taoist sword penetrated deeply into a huge rock not far away.

"Woooooooooooooooooo..."

Looking at Jiang Xiaofan who appeared, the little guy seemed to see the adult child. The mist was filled with water. He immediately flapped his wings and flew over and pierced into Jiang Xiaofan's arms. Its beautiful feathers became dirty again. The pitiful whine made Jiang Xiaofan feel a little sour in his nose.

"Be good, don't cry!"

He gently comforted the little guy, and his golden divine power emerged, brushing away the pain on the little guy's body, making its colorful feathers brighter and look extremely beautiful.

He finally understood that the little guy was regarded as an alien because he was a little different from those firebirds. Those firebirds were much bigger than those small things and were very aggressive. They would bully them if they had nothing to do. The little guy's life was always bad, which was very pitiful.

Jiang Xiaofan gently patted the little guy's head, and he would not let him suffer any grievances in the future.

Several firebirds were penetrated by the Taoist swords he threw out. Now his 100 firebird galls were collected. He took the little guy to walk out of the Firefire Forest and go back to hand in the mission.

The little guy is very beautiful, cute, and well-behaved. He is very spiritual and can understand Jiang Xiaofan's words, which makes him less lonely and often makes him laugh by the little thing.

An hour later, Jiang Xiaofan walked out of the Yanhuolin and teased the little guy on his shoulder while heading towards the Emperor Tianmen. But at this moment, a dangerous signal suddenly sounded in his mind. He didn't have time to find out around him, and instinctively moved a step to the side.

Almost at the same time, a cold light whizzed past his ear and inserted into an ancient tree behind him. It was a cold silver sword, and almost the entire sword body was inserted into the tree stalk.

Jiang Xiaofan's pupils were tightened, and the person who attacked was not weak in cultivation, and he was extremely cruel. If he had not been powerful in his spiritual sense than ordinary people, he would have died under the silver sword just now!

“Woo woo…”

The little guy also screamed, a little scared, but he still looked around with vigilance.

Jiang Xiaofan gently comforted the little thing, squinted his eyes and looked around. In his vision, more than a dozen figures walked out from behind the ancient tree beside them. They were all covered in silver armor, with obvious murderous aura on their bodies. Behind them was an old man in green standing, looking at Jiang Xiaofan expressionlessly.

"It's you!"

Jiang Xiaofan recognized the person. The old man in green was the old man who was following Xia Fengming not long ago. The dozens of figures were the guards who rushed to the Ice Palace with them. But they didn't expect that they would come here and wait for him here. It was obvious that they were chasing him and killing him.

The old man had no expression on his face, and he was as good as the Lord of the Palace of Yangxin. He stood there without moving, but waved his sleeves and the dozen figures in front of him immediately rushed over, each holding a silver spear in his hand.

More than a dozen powerful auras spread out, their eyes were cold and murderous intent, and the silver spear in their hands emitted a faint blue light, as if a layer of blue light shield was covered on the gun body.

Jiang Xiaofan was shocked. The lowest cultivation level of these people is in the Eighth Level of the Earth, and there is no shortage of the powerful people in the Nineth Level of the Earth, which shocked him. What is Xia Fengming's identity? He can actually dispatch so many masters!
Chapter completed!