A middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life spoke calmly and in a gentle and polite tone: "Everyone, please be quiet. Miss Li is still young and has reasons for being ignorant. You don't need to be so aggressive towards a junior."
He looked at Li Jiujiu and said, "Whether the girl is really pregnant with the treasure or not, it is the girl's freedom to tell me whether she wants to or not, and you don't need to be overly aggressive about it."
Li Jiujiu thought to herself that someone finally made sense. She nodded and was about to leave.
The middle-aged man winked and went out, and two people immediately blocked her way.
Li Jiujiu couldn't hide his emotions and said angrily: "What does this mean?"
The middle-aged monk from the Feiyue Kingdom said: "With the girl's strength, since she can't obtain the Nether Crystal, it's better to rest here. This time, I will take care of the girl."
When everyone asked her to leave Han Pavilion to get the Nether Crystal, this middle-aged monk did not come forward.
Li Jiujiu was not stupid and knew what he had in mind. She slowly turned around and said, "Senior, are you worried that I will abandon you?"
Ridiculous, it is clear that with her cultivation level, staying here will not bring them any help at all.
It turns out that it is okay to go out and die, but it is absolutely impossible to escape alone.
The middle-aged monk narrowed his eyes and said: "I think even Daoist Zhang who just defended you will not let the girl leave easily."
Only then did Li Jiujiu understand.
This is just human nature.
It doesn't matter to them whether she is dead or alive, but if she really leaves this place and reveals the news about the mine here, this is what they don't want to happen.
Even though she had exotic treasures to defend herself, she could not leave this place among them in the Tuohai realm.
The middle-aged monk helped her out of the cold pavilion, and Yu Jian disappeared into the darkness.
Zhang Yaotang called Li Jiujiu aside and whispered: "Although we are not from the same family, my aunt was very affectionate to you along the way. I thought we had already forged a close friendship. Jiujiu, you What he said and did today really disappoints me."
After all, Li Jiujiu was young, and being taught such a lesson by someone tapping her nose made her feel depressed and sad for a moment. She said: "I don't know what I said or did that was too much to make fellow Daoist Zhang so disappointed. Isn't this so-called disappointment just based on your own malicious speculations?" Did you come out?"
Zhang Yaotang's eyes lit up and he said, "Is it possible that Jiujiu, you haven't thought about leaving?"
Li Jiujiu shook his head: "Before going down to Ghost Mountain, Elder Wen left a bell rope on me. I can find her with this rope."
After hearing this explanation, Zhang Yaotang's expression softened slightly and said: "That's what I say, but Jiujiu, you have to know that although she is my aunt, the mine here is extraordinary. If it comes from my hand and is enshrined in the sect, "Sect, this credit belongs to me, and my future in Jingyue Sect will be limitless in the future. My aunt's status is already very high now, so there is no need to add this icing on the cake."
At this point, his eyes were a little fiery, and he reached out to hold her hand: "I treat you with sincerity. If I achieve something in the future, I will naturally not treat you badly."
Li Jiujiu never expected to hear such a sentence.
Especially since his wife was still close by.
Feeling disgusted in her heart, she avoided the big hand he held, and the last remaining politeness in her eyes disappeared without a trace.
"You still show respect for yourself, fellow Taoist!"
Zhang Yaotang felt embarrassed, and his wife's eyes were scratching on his face like a knife. He retracted his hand, looked outside the pavilion, and said, "Strange, why hasn't Ren Dechuan come back yet?"
Not deliberately changing the topic, most people in the pavilion looked worried. Ren Dechuan was the middle-aged monk who went out to look for the Nether Crystal.
The beads on the eaves of the pavilion are full of cracks, although they may be broken.
Once this defensive weapon is broken, they will not be able to use their swords to fly out of the territory of the carrion wolf.
Another stick of incense passed.
For half an hour, among the demonic wolves that filled the mountains and plains, no one could hold on for so long.
Ren Dechuan has not returned yet, so there is only one possibility.
Everyone looked like a rabbit was dying but a fox was cooking.
Only Miao Chen didn't see any sadness in his eyes and said matter-of-factly: "Who's coming next?"
Everyone's expressions changed drastically. Ren Dechuan was the eldest among the people and had the strongest cultivation level except Miao Chen.
But this time he went out and never came back...
At this moment, two faint green fires burned in the darkness not far away.
Everyone held their breath as if suffocated.
After a night of fighting, they naturally understood that the green fire was the eyes of the corpse wolf.
However, they had never seen such a bright demon wolf eyes.
The reddish-brown wolf fur spread through the darkness. This demon wolf actually walked straight with its legs. The two majestic feet were still in the shape of the demon wolf, but from the waist up, it evolved to be 80% similar to humans.
His facial features and cheeks are all the outline of a human face, covered with a layer of dense reddish-brown wolf fur. He has broad shoulders, a tall stature, and is as strong as a wall. People can smell it from him even from far away. The smell of rotting corpses wafted over.
This carrion demon wolf... actually transformed!
When everyone in the pavilion saw that he was dragging something in his hand, their faces turned pale.
That's Ren Dechuan.
The death was miserable. A poisonous arrow penetrated the center of the eyebrow, creating a miserable black hole. The soul of the spiritual platform was penetrated along with it. The eyes and internal organs had been ripped out and dragged along, leaving a bloody mess along the way.
Behind this half-transformed corpse demon wolf, a group of demon wolves licked the blood on the ground behind them. Their green eyes reflected the cruel nature of beasts and monsters.
The leader of the demon wolf king had humanized sneers in his eyes, and he threw Ren Dechuan back in his hand, as high as a hundred meters high.
The groups of demon wolves behind him roared hungrily and jumped up one after another. They stepped on the bodies of their companions, jumped to the same height, and bit them!
Then they protect each other and tear each other apart, just like dividing prey.
Soon, he was divided up.
Such a cruel scene made everyone's spines tingle.
An eighth-level Takumi realm actually died on the cusp of death.
If they are besieged by so many monster wolves, even if they can control the sword, the time it takes for the sword to fly to a certain height is limited, and it is not even as fast as their jumping speed. Once bitten, they will die without burial!
This demon wolf king is deliberately demonstrating against them!
Surrounded by wolves.
The demon wolf, who transformed into half a man, came to the corner of the pavilion. Under the frightened eyes of everyone, his fingers passed through the protective range of the spiritual weapon.
The array of light flickered, melting the flesh and blood on the back of his hand covered with wolf fur, revealing the white hand bones.
Seeing this scene, everyone was nervous, but they couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
