Feijiu stared at the hourglass in Zhufeng's hand that was about to run out, and reminded him, "This is the last day."
Zhufeng smiled confidently and said calmly: "Don't worry, as long as nothing happens, I guarantee that you can see someone."
Feijiu's face changed slightly, and he immediately said: "Hey, wait! What do you mean by accident? I don't care whether it is an accident or not, I only care about the results."
He held out three fingers to Zhufeng and said with a serious face: "We agreed on three days, and we can't do it for a moment longer."
Zhufeng nodded and said carefully: "I know, I know, but if Doukui and those people come again, you should give me more time."
Feijiu originally thought he was trying to be clever, but after hearing what Zhufeng said, he felt that it made sense, so he didn't say anything more.
Zhufeng glanced at Pei Yuan, Ziyang, and Jia Juesheng who had already gone away. He immediately took off the wine bottle from his waist, took a sip, and hurriedly chased after them.
Jia Juesheng, who was walking on the left side of Zi Yang, saw that his legs and feet were strong and energetic, and that the wound on his wrist had basically healed. He smiled and said, "It seems that your injury has almost completely recovered."
Ziyang nodded and said, "Well, he's almost recovered."
Pei Yuan, who was walking on his right, sighed softly and said, "It's just that the realm is a bit different. If you want to take revenge alone, it's probably too early."
Zi Yang said calmly: "Put aside the revenge for now, wait until we find Xiao Hai and the others."
Pei Yuan was worried that he was eager for revenge and wanted to hear what he had to say, but he didn't expect that Zi Yang was not in a hurry, so he felt relieved.
At this moment, Zhufeng's voice came from behind the three of them: "Ziyang, Ziyang, wait for me."
The three of them stopped and turned around, looking at Zhufeng who was running quickly, with the flying eagle following closely behind him.
When Zhufeng came to everyone's eyes, Ziyang turned around and pointed to several passages ahead, and said anxiously: "Stop lingering behind, hurry up and lead the way."
Zhufeng took a few steps forward and pointed to the dim passage directly ahead: "No need to lead the way, we can just keep walking forward from here."
"Whenever the gravel under our feet becomes wet, it means we are almost there."
Before he finished speaking, cheers rang out from somewhere in the passage. Because of the distance, the sound was very weak.
Zi Yang looked at a passage and frowned slightly: "Huh?"
Pei Yuan and Jia Juesheng looked at each other, and the former said: "There seems to be a shout over there, Ziyang, should we go over and take a look?"
As soon as he heard that they were going elsewhere, Zhufeng was worried that they would be delayed, so he urged: "Don't go there, time is running out, let's hurry up."
Zi Yang patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Zhufeng, we just went over to take a look, we won't delay too long."
"Then..." He turned to look at the flying eagle on the side. He wanted to discuss it with him, but the latter immediately looked away and pretended not to notice.
"Zi Yang, I think we are still..." Zhufeng looked at Zi Yang and found that the figures of the three of them had disappeared into the dark passage.
After seeing Ziyang and others leaving, Feijiu pushed his arm with his elbow and said with a smile, "Isn't this an accident?"
Zhufeng raised his chest and raised his head, and said calmly, "Why are you anxious? Did I say this was an accident?"
Fei Jiu walked to the passage one step ahead of him, and as he walked, he laughed loudly: "It's okay if it's not, it's okay if it's not."
Zhufeng looked at his back and said loudly: "Humph! The passages in this place extend in all directions, and there is not only one way to go."
"I'm just worried that meeting an acquaintance will waste time. Why are you so arrogant?"
The flying eagle ignored him and entered the passage leisurely.
another place
A Spirit Clan disciple covered in blood raised his arms and shouted excitedly: "Escape! The crazy blood ants have escaped!"
Another Gui Sect disciple knelt on his knees, raised his head and shouted: "It's safe! It's safe!"
The clothes of the brothers Qiliang and Qilong were in tatters. The sweat on their foreheads slid down their cheeks. There were some scars on their faces, hands, backs, arms, etc., as if they had been injured by sharp blades.
But judging from the excited expressions of the two brothers, it seemed that they had long forgotten the pain, and there was a strong look of joy on their faces.
Qiliang took out the folding fan from his waist, and with a snap, the folding fan opened wide. He waved the folding fan in his palm, his eyes swept across the battlefield, and the smile on his face gradually solidified.
He looked at the ghost sect disciples who were lying on the sand with no breath. He dropped the folding fan in his palm and slowly opened his trembling lips, "Qilong, more than a dozen people died, and most of the others were seriously injured. Only a dozen people were injured." It’s nothing serious personally.”
Qi Long gently beat his chest and comforted him: "Don't be sad. When you come to a place like this, death and injury are inevitable. You and I should hurry up and save people."
People cannot be resurrected, and it is useless to be sad. The only thing he can do at the moment is to revive the seriously injured people.
Compared with Qi Liang, who rarely goes out for training and rarely sees such tragic scenes, Qi Long, as the elder brother, knows better what to do now.
Qi Liang saw someone picking up blood ants from the sand and stuffing them into his mouth to chew. He wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Qi Long.
Qiliang said eagerly: "Qilong, it's not clear whether the blood ants are poisonous or not, so we can't let them eat them."
Qi Long shook his head and said helplessly: "Let them eat. If you don't let them eat, they will eat people next."
The food and water of the disciples of the Ghost Sect were kept by special disciples. Qilong and others only had a small part of it. Because of the torrent, everyone was washed away.
The only food and water they had on them were basically exhausted, and they had just experienced a war. Everyone was hungry and thirsty. If they didn't find something to eat, they could only sit on the ground and wait for death.
Therefore, they can only pick up blood ants on the sand to barely satisfy their hunger.
The three of Ziyang walked out of the passage, looked at the scene in front of them, and stood there in a daze.
The surrounding sand was covered with bloodstains, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Blood slowly flowed along the sandy steps, while most of the Ghost Sect disciples actually wolfed down the corpses of blood ants.
Moreover, their actions can be described as robbing.
After a moment, Zi Yang came back to his senses and shouted to Qi Long: "Qi Long, what are they doing! Stop them!"
After Qilong heard the shouting, his voice was hoarse and he said to Qiliang: "You look at them, I will go over."
He dragged his heavy body towards Ziyang and the others. On the way, he wiped the blood on his face with his sleeves. When he was still a few steps away from Ziyang, his knees slightly bent and he fell forward.
Exhausted, he finally couldn't hold it anymore. Fortunately, Jia Juesheng and Pei Yuan stepped forward and reached out to hold his arm.
Qilong was half lying on the sand. Pei Yuan and Jia Juesheng were squatting and supporting him, and said with difficulty: "Don't, don't mention it..."
Ziyang felt as if there was a foreign object in his throat, so he quickly took out a water bottle and gave him a few sips, and his voice gradually became normal.
"I used to drink, but now for the first time I feel that water is so sweet." Qilong said in a tone that was almost pleading: "Our people have been scattered by the torrent, and the whereabouts of the young master are still unknown. I hope... ..."
"Stop talking, I understand." Zi Yang nodded and handed the kettle to him, and then said to Pei Yuan and Jia Juesheng: "Keep the food and water you have on you. It's time for us to set off."
Qi Long wanted to refuse him, but when he saw the ghost sect disciples snatching blood ants, he swallowed his immediate words.
As soon as Zhufeng walked out of the passage with an hourglass in hand, he was frightened by the scene in front of him. He swallowed and said in disbelief: "Oh my God! This..."
He quietly came to Zi Yang and asked in a low voice: "Zi Yang, what is going on? They..."
Zi Yang sighed: "When a person is hungry to a certain level, he can do anything. There is nothing he can do."
"By the way, leave the food and water on you, we're leaving."
Zhufeng took out the water from the Lingxuan bag without hesitation, and put the animal meat together with the food of Jia Juesheng and Pei Yuan.
Qi Long stood up slowly and shouted to Qi Liang: "Qi Liang! Let everyone come over and drink water first, and wait until these beast meats are cooked before they are eaten by everyone."
A disciple of the Ghost Sect threw away the blood ants in his hand and cheered loudly: "There is water to drink and there is food to eat!"
"Let's go! Everyone, let's go! There is food." Another Spirit Clan disciple ran over after saying that.
The less injured person ran over, picked up the water bottle on the sand, and drank heavily, while the more seriously injured person was still trying to crawl forward.
Ziyang and others came over to help a few seriously injured people, but the water bottles on the sand had already been emptied.
Just at this time, Fei Jiu came over. He took out a spiritual mystery bag from the basin and threw it to Qilong.
When Qilong opened it, his eyes widened and he stood there in silence for a long time, because the Lingxuan bag was full of food and water. Compared with the food of Pei Yuan and others, Feijiu gave him much more. Several times more than that, enough to feed thousands of people.
Qi Long stared at him, deeply puzzled and said: "You..."
Feijiu said indifferently: "We are all friends, so we should help each other."
Qilong handed the Lingxuan bag to Qiliang, who gave the water inside to everyone, and then he shouted to everyone: "Those who are less injured come over and light a fire to barbecue."
As soon as the barbecue was heard, not to mention the people with minor injuries, even the people with serious injuries rushed to come.
Qiliang looked back at Qilong, with tears in his eyes and said: "Qilong, let's go and burn the bodies of those people."
Qi Long nodded, bowed to Zi Yang and others, "Time is of the essence, I will leave the young master's affairs to you!"
Seeing how injured and dead they were, Zi Yang couldn't help but said, "Pei Yuan, why don't you stay and take care of them?"
Qi Long immediately replied: "No need. We are no longer in danger here. The road ahead is extremely dangerous. One more person means more strength. You should let Zhufeng follow you."
"Besides, Zhufeng is a divination prophet. Having him by your side is also a guarantee."
Qiliang echoed: "Yes. The food and water you left are very good, so don't stay here."
Seeing that the two refused, Zi Yang continued to stay for a long time, turned around and left with Pei Yuan and others.
After walking a few steps, they heard thumping sounds one after another behind them. They saw Qilong, Qiliang and other ghost disciples, and the Spirit Clan disciples knelt down one after another.
Just as Zhufeng was about to walk back, Feijiu stopped him and said, "Don't go there. They won't get up unless we leave."
Zi Yang immediately turned his head, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's go."
After saying that, the five people hurriedly left along the sand steps. Only after their figures completely disappeared did Qilong and others stand up.
