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Chapter Fourteen: Demon General Flying Spirit

Hurry back! It’s almost dark after all this time. Brother, are you impatient?

Jiajun thought about it, quickened his pace, and ran towards home.

These two dramas today are really incomprehensible. If I tell my brother about it, it will be a joke! But if those followers dare to trouble me in the future, they must do a good job!

Jiajun was thinking while running, but at this moment, an inexplicable sense of tension suddenly rose in his heart. This weird sixth sense drove Jiajun to raise his head suddenly, and he vaguely saw a

A black halo flashed through the air and fell into a bush far away from the road, disappearing like a ghost.

At this moment, his scalp felt numb involuntarily, and all the hairs on his body stood up. All the reactions of his body seemed to tell him that he was definitely not dazzled just now!

What is that thing? It fell in the jungle far away! Jiajun hesitated, should he go over and have a look?

At this time, the sun has completely set in the sky, and the sky has begun to turn gray. The bushes in the distance are dark and blurry. The night wind blows on the desolate ridge in the suburbs, making a whistling sound.

For the first time in my life, I felt cautious and panicked.



Huh? There are spatial fluctuations? Jiaming noticed the anomaly here from a distance at home. A piece of spiritual consciousness swept over him, and he naturally saw everything here, including his younger brother who was carefully walking towards the bushes.

"Did that guy teleport here?" Jiaming seemed to already know what happened, and said to himself, "In the realm of the Demon General, the aura is unstable. I'm afraid that if I can't stand this teleportation across the sky, my cultivation will be greatly reduced.

"It's time." Jiaming smiled lightly, but had no intention of leaving.

Jiajun mustered up his courage and walked slowly and tremblingly towards the depths of the shrubbery where the shadow had just disappeared. "Is there anyone there?" He didn't know where the idea came from, but he actually shouted this.

The shout was particularly loud in this secluded wilderness, startling a few blackbirds that had just returned from foraging for food. Then he began to laugh at himself, was there anyone else in the deserted mountains and ridges at night?

Just when he was thinking this, he saw the bushes in front of him move. Jiajun was startled! It couldn't be the wind, could it? He couldn't help but stop, did he still want to take a look? He hesitated again, but soon

Curiosity triumphs over fear.

It was going to be dark soon, so he had to go take a look while it was still dark, and then rush home! With this thought in mind, he quickly rushed to the bush just now.

"ah!"

After running a few steps, he was surprised to find a person lying under the bushes in front of him!

This man is lying on his stomach, and his appearance cannot be seen. Judging from his figure, he is relatively thin, probably a little taller than himself. His black hair stands upright and looks like it is very stiff. He is also wearing a tight-fitting black clothes.

Only the arms and head are exposed from the whole body, and the arms look like the arms of a teenager.

Is he going to die? Jiajun was trembling in his heart. He had never seen a dead person in his whole life! Just when he started to get scared, the man moved his hands again, trying to get up. "He's not dead.

!" Jiajun breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward quickly.

Lifting the man up, Jiajun saw his appearance clearly. He was really a boy! He looked about ten years old, about the same age as his brother, with a slightly slender face, sword-shaped eyebrows at the temples, a straight nose, and a long

He is very handsome. But now his face is relatively pale, his thin lips are pursed tightly, his eyelashes are trembling slightly, he looks a little semi-conscious but struggling instinctively.

Jiajun has become much stronger after quenching his body with spirit fluid and physical training in the past few days, otherwise he would not be able to help him. He plans to help the child home first. Fortunately, the child is only semi-conscious.

, he could still walk along with the help, which made Jiajun feel much more relaxed.



"Brother! Come and help!" Jiajun helped the child to the door of his house and shouted quickly.

"What's wrong, oh, who is this? Your classmate? Why is he half dead?" Jiaming opened the door and saw his brother walking over with a boy on his back, showing a surprised expression.

"No, I found him in the bushes of Huangling Ridge. He seemed to be unconscious there. Brother, can you give him some water?"

Jia Ming came over, helped his younger brother put the child on the bed in the back room, and then said to Jiajun: "You go to eat first, I have already eaten, leave it to me here."

"Okay!" Jiajun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the boy lying down, and went to eat first.

After his brother left, Jiaming looked at the child silently by the bedside. Of course, Jiaming knew that he was not a child. People who have reached a certain level of cultivation, regardless of their age, can stay young forever as long as they wish.

Jiaming's thoughts changed, his consciousness was activated, and he began to search for his soul without any ceremony.

Generally, actions such as soul searching can be performed by monks whose perception has been cultivated to a certain level. Of course, it can only be performed when the opponent is unprepared. Although soul searching can directly check the opponent's memory, it takes a lot of effort to check, and it also requires a lot of effort.

It will destroy the opponent's brain and basically turn him into an idiot after being soul-searched.

However, if the cultivation level of the person searching for the soul reaches a certain level, this damage will be reduced. If it reaches the immortal level or above, the perception becomes divine consciousness, and the person being searched can even be safe and sound.

Jiaming's level of spiritual consciousness is no problem. Not only will a soul search not have any impact on the other party, the other party will not even know that he has been soul searched when he wakes up.

While searching for the soul, Jiaming's face slowly darkened, as if he saw some very bad memory in the unconscious child's mind.

"Fei Ling, hum, let me keep you in this world." After a while, Jiaming said this to himself to the unconscious child.



"Brother, help keep an eye on him, I'm leaving first!" Early in the morning, Jiajun jumped to school again, not forgetting to remind his brother before leaving, but the child has not woken up yet.

"Okay, you can concentrate on practicing first, I'm here!"

After his brother left, Jiaming sat next to the unconscious Fei Ling again.

"Since I want to keep you in this world, I have to take good care of you first. Meeting me here must be due to the fate of this world. I want to see what God's will is in this world.

Why? Where do you want to lead the various destinies in this world?" Jiaming sneered secretly.

When his cultivation has reached his level, he is immortal and is only one step away from truly perfecting his mind and becoming a god. Everything in the demon world and the human world seems to be just a game for him to play.

However, after a hundred years, the space rift between the human and demon worlds has long been sealed, but the fact that a person from the demon world was able to break through this realm really made Jiaming pay attention. After yesterday's soul search, he got a general idea.

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