Zi Hao Zhu was a little confused. He stared at his small black bean-like eyes and shook his head vigorously. He still didn't understand what happened.

Not far away, Rong Jian looked helpless, glared at Fu who was laughing wildly, then picked up a stone and threw it at the purple pig.

This approach is just to make the pig you are teasing really angry, so that it can shoot out the purple hair on its body... Well, there is nothing wrong with teasing.

"Hmm!"

As if his attention finally shifted to his enemy, the Zihao Pig grunted angrily, digging at the dirt under his feet, and charged with all his strength again!

In fact, with a body as strong as the Zihao Pig, if it really hits a person's body, the powerful impact will definitely cause great harm to the person.

It's a pity that it can't turn around and only knows how to rush forward with all its strength. It can't defeat those enemies with agile hands. Not to mention humans, even some small animals with enough speed can play with it.

Before dodging this time, Rong Jian specially chose a position and stood in front of another tree, and the purple-haired pig followed his train of thought and bumped into it hard.

With this collision, Zihao Zhu was filled with anger and used even more force. The branches and leaves of the tree that he hit were swinging messily, and cracks appeared in the tree body, almost breaking.

The Zihao Pig's feet were a little erratic. The pig's head was placed on the ground and it took two deep breaths.

After it calmed down a little, it got up again and snorted at Rong Jian. Damn humans, bear the wrath of Mr. Pig, snort!

Zihao Zhu suddenly opened his big mouth, took a deep breath and held it in. The hair on his body stood up, and he took long strides and rushed in the direction of Rong Jian.

When it gets close to the enemy, it will shoot out the purple hair on its body, turning this hateful human into a sieve full of holes!

After understanding Zi Hao Zhu's intention, Rong Jian's eyes lit up, and then he suppressed the excitement in his heart and retreated a long distance.

With his current strength, there was no way he could catch Zihao Pig's flying missiles. Even one of them might penetrate him. So he could only choose to dodge. Fortunately, when Zihao Pig was holding back its big move,

If you can't control it freely, it will shoot out when the time is up.

At the moment when the Rong Jian was withdrawn, the erected purple hairs suddenly detached from the purple hair pig's body and shot out in all directions.

"Boohoo!"

A burst of purple hair cut through the wind and fell, leaving Rong Jian unscathed.

On Fu's side, he suddenly let out a scream: "Ahhhhh!"

The sharp cry of Qi Ling fell in Rong Jian's ears, making his heart tense. He hurriedly looked in Fu's direction, and when his feet moved, he wanted to rush over.

But after seeing the situation over there clearly, Rong Jian twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling that worrying about Fu was simply... a waste of emotion!

"Hey, Tuzhi, what's wrong with you? Tuzhi, get up and pee!" Fu used his little hands to pull the ears of the little rabbit that was covered in blood and lost its life after being accidentally injured by the purple hair pig, and cried.

Rong Jian was stunned for a moment. She seemed to be really sad about the dead rabbit. Now... why don't we catch one for her after we get rid of the purple pig?

"Wow, rabbit, if you die, who will give me a mount to ride on? I'm so sad..." Fu covered his heart, the more he thought about it, the sadder he became. He finally caught a rabbit to use as a mount, but it still failed.

It’s hard to tame, this thing is too fragile...

Rong Jian: "???" It's really a waste of feelings... Bah, I will never believe you, this heartless thing, next time! I won't believe it to my death!

Ignoring Fu's unfocused wails, Rong Jian turned his attention back to Zi Hao Zhu.

The round of attacks did not injure Rong Jian at all. Zihao Pig was not discouraged. He held his breath again, stepped forward with four hooves and rushed forward, firing another round of Zihao flying shots.

Rong Jian pursed her lips tightly, turned around and started running with long strides. First, she avoided the attack of the purple-haired pig, and second, she provoked it to catch up.

This is the way to deal with the purple pig, collect the purple pig, make it angry, and then maintain a speed that the purple pig cannot catch up with, hang it, and let it contribute all the materials.

And when all the purple hair is shot, the purple hair pig will die of exhaustion, and the pork will usually be collected and sold to restaurants and teahouses.

Rong Jian patiently hung the pig, but he never noticed that Fu was whining and drawing patterns on the ground with his hands stained with rabbit blood.

Bloody lines were outlined on the ground in a strange suddenness. After Fu stopped his hand, a red light flashed and then disappeared without a trace.

Smiling silently, Fu stopped crying, floated up from the ground, flew past Rong Jian at a very fast speed, and landed on his shoulder: "Little Jian Jian, I still feel that sitting here with you

Feel safe.”

Rong Jian's mouth twitched, and he really wanted to ask, am I just a mount in your place?

Turning his eyes back, he looked at the distance between himself and the purple hair pig, narrowly dodged a round of purple hair flying shots, and Rong Jian continued to run wildly.

In this situation, it was not time for him to care about what Fu thought of him. The strength of the first level of physical training was too low. He had to run away with all his strength to avoid being attacked and to ensure that the purple-haired pig could not catch up with him.

If he hadn't insisted on exercising and building up enough endurance before practicing, he probably wouldn't be able to persist now.

Hearing Rong Jian's heavy breathing, Fu raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.

Speaking of which, the little boy worked really hard. He ran into the forest alone, faced the danger, and held his breath to become stronger and prove himself...

His goal is to defeat Yubieliu, defeat her, tsk, how great!

With emotion in his heart, Fu shook his head and said: "The five elements are interdependent, and the most important thing is to be continuous. You can try it and use the technique during battle."

Rong Jian hesitated for a moment and almost missed being shot by Zihao. He raised his energy and started running. He asked Fu back: "When someone else is running a skill, why don't they choose a safe place to meditate and enter concentration? They are afraid of being interrupted by others.

The spiritual power went astray and became possessed..."

Are you different, you teach people how to use the skills when fighting, and you are not afraid that they will die on the spot if they don't pay attention?

He was running now, and there was a purple-haired pig hanging tightly behind him. Whenever he got the opportunity, he would shoot a round of purple-haired pigs, always trying to shoot him into a sieve.

It's working now... He's still young and doesn't want to die young!

"Tsk..." Fu shook his head, "Young man, don't be blinded by those inherent things. They said that you have no spiritual roots and will not be able to practice in your life. What now? Is the spiritual power in your body fake?"

Hearing this, Rong Jian was speechless for a moment. He once thought that without spiritual roots, he would never be able to embark on the path of cultivation. Later, Fu saved him.

Maybe he should trust her more and give it a try? After this thought appeared, Rong Jian fell silent.
Chapter completed!