No matter how powerful the demon is, he can't deal with Brother Huai and Brother Su at the same time. Thinking of this, Lin Xi bit her lip and whispered: "I also want to see them."
Mo Huai glanced at An Ran impatiently and said to Lin Xiwen: "Junior Sister Lin, don't be ridiculous."
Lin Xi bit her lip and said nothing, but An Ran looked stubborn.
Su Xu rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, "Little Master, this matter is really not a joke. That Qianjiu is really dangerous. From the Beishan system to the Central Continent, and then to our Dongshan system, wherever he passed, blood flowed like a river. , I don’t know how many monks were killed by him, it is said that there was also a golden elixir stage monk from the Xiao family who died at his hands."
An Ran's lips curved into a hint of sarcasm: "After all, you still think you are no match for him?"
Mo Huai's dislike for An Ran rose to a new level again. He really thought that this place was ordinary, and he could be unruly, willful, and domineering regardless of the situation.
He snorted coldly: "If she wants to go, let her go. The legs are on her body, so we can break her legs. Uncle Fuyu blames her, and we will explain the reason."
He can be so decisive, but Su Xu cannot. An Ran is his little master, and his grandfather specifically told him to protect her.
Su Xu said a lot of good things, and An Ran relied on her identity to carry out her willfulness to the end. Su Xu, who couldn't defeat her, had no choice but to agree.
An Ran was qualified to go there, and Lin Xi was ready to make a move, but unfortunately she was too weak to resist Mo Huai. If Mo Huai was a little gentler to her, she couldn't find someone to agree to go back.
Seeing Yunli jump onto the spirit boat, Mo Huai said with a cold face, "You don't have to go, escort Junior Sister Lin back to the sect."
Yunli took a sip, her patience running out.
Seeing that Yunli was already on the verge of exploding, An Ran immediately said: "You have all gone to find that devil. If she doesn't go, who will protect me?"
After saying that, she glared at Mo Huai fiercely and pulled Yunli up. Mu Yan, who was behind, nodded slightly to Mo Huai and followed her up.
Mo Huai was so angry that he couldn't do it. What are you going to do if it's not safe?
Everyone went to the spirit boat. Lin Xi also regretted that she agreed too easily. Mo Huai suppressed the anger in his heart and said as gently as possible: "Junior Sister Lin, you go back to the sect first. It is not safe outside."
After saying this, Su Xu directly controlled the spirit boat and flew away.
On the spirit boat, he saw Yunli grabbing the ribbon around her wrist irritably. An Ran was too worried to ask her at this time.
She just gestured to Mu Yan to give her the cabin. Facing the questioning looks of Su Xu and Mo Huai, Mu Yan whispered: "Uncle An and I went to Tianyun City. We passed by Huzong Mountain and saw that Ali was not there. We thought she was not there. There was an accident, so I helped her collect the cabin, and when I was looking for her everywhere, I met Senior Uncle Su and Senior Sister Lin."
In fact, they came out of seclusion after refining the elixir, saw Mr. Wei's death order, and rushed to look for Ah Li. They couldn't find anyone, and there were no signs of fighting around. Master An guessed that Ah Li might have known the news and rushed there. To the lampstand mountain.
They then helped to collect the wooden house and hurriedly chased after him. On the way, they met Su Xu and saw that he was also going to Dengtai Mountain to support him, so they waited for an opportunity to follow him.
Su Xu was slightly shocked: "What are you doing in Tianyun City?"
An Ran glanced at him sideways and was too lazy to answer.
Su Xu rubbed his eyebrows and looked at Mu Yan.
Mu Yan whispered, "The spirit-boosting pill is ready. Let's send it to the pill hall for consignment and come out to relax."
Su Xu frowned: "Don't be so rash next time. Your cultivation level is low, and the little master is not good at fighting. It's not good to be in danger."
Mo Huai's disdain was more than just bad at fighting.
Mu Yan lowered her head and whispered, "Yes."
Yunli silently stretched out his hand to hold hers, and An Ran raised his eyebrows: "My Taoist boy, when will it be your turn to make irresponsible remarks!"
Su Xu sighed, touched the tip of his nose, and walked to the other side of the spirit boat without saying a word.
Mu Yan raised her head and smiled silently at the two of them, and then said softly to Yunli: "We have set up a formation for your sword and have also sent a message to the Deacon Hall. They will send someone to bring back the spiritual pet of Master Danyang. "
"Thanks."
Yunli felt comforted, knowing that even though the road ahead was full of thorns, there were still people walking along the way and supporting each other.
The spirit boat was very fast. It arrived at Dengtai Mountain at dusk that day. As soon as the spirit boat landed, a middle-aged man who looked like a steward came over with a sword. "But a fellow Taoist from the Taiyi Sect, I am Xiao Jin of the Xiao family. I am the master of my son." Ming, I’m waiting for you fellow Taoists here.”
Su Xu came forward to say hello, "Sorry to trouble you, fellow Taoist."
"What's going on?" The manager of the Xiao family smiled like a Maitreya Buddha and led them to a nearby village.
The village here seemed a little too quiet, and only some monks were coming and going. As soon as they entered the village, thick black smoke rose up, and a strange smell floated in the air.
An Ran covered his nose and said in disgust: "What does it smell like? It stinks to death."
Yunli's feet stagnated slightly and she said, "The smell of burning corpses."
She has often smelled this kind of smell since entering Canglan Continent. Sometimes it was burned by others, or not buried, or she handled it herself.
"No," the steward sighed, "this devil was so crazy that he was discovered by a villager while passing by and actually slaughtered the entire village."
Yunli looked at the mountains of corpses piled up under the raging fire, and said sarcastically: "It's quite crazy. He killed some mortals and exchanged so many magical weapons. Look at these wounds. They are complete with swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks."
The manager didn't expect her to be so disrespectful. He choked for a moment, smiled, and was about to change the subject when someone shouted: "The devil has been found, the devil has been found!"
Su Xu and Mo Huai looked at each other, then turned to the steward and said, "Fellow Taoist, please take them to the village for resettlement. Junior Brother Mo and I will go up the mountain to support them first."
Xiao Jin looked at An Ran strangely, wouldn't she go to the late stage of foundation building?
Although he had many doubts in his heart, he didn't ask any questions and said with a smile: "You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Su."
Watching Su Xu leave, Yunli breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as he arrived at the place where the steward was placed, he covered his whole body tightly with a black robe and a hooded mask. He then adjusted his cultivation to the original middle stage of foundation building and started from the back of the house. Sneaked into the mountains.
In the village yard, An Ran stood in the middle of the yard with his nose covered, his face full of disgust, and shouted into the house: "You two, clean up quickly, it's so dirty."
Relying on the feeling of coolness in the sea of consciousness, Yunli arrived at the location before Su Xu and the others.
At the foot of the cliff, young foundation-building monks dressed in dark green and bright yellow clothes surrounded the quiet pool airtightly.
Beside the pool, Wei Lin's clothes had been stained with blood so that the original color could not be seen clearly. The dark red blood stains were stained with new blood stains before they were dry, and he no longer had the elegance and comfort of the past.
He waved his sword with an indifferent expression and was fighting with a heroic young man in dark green robes. The young man struck him on the shoulder with a knife. Wei Lin looked as usual, turned the sword in his hand, and stabbed straight into the young man's abdomen.
The young man was so frightened that he inhaled sharply and tightened his abdomen. At the same time, he twisted his waist and the Moli Sword pierced his waist.
Someone around them exclaimed worriedly: "Brother Seven!"
The young man kicked out, and Wei Lin, who was exhausted, stepped back a foot, his feet went weak, and he knelt on one knee, with the Moli Sword in his hand stuck on the ground, and he barely managed to stabilize his body.
The young man shouted without looking back: "Don't come over here, I must defeat him openly today!"
Everyone stopped.
At this time, a ray of orange light flew into the center like a sharp arrow, and went straight towards the young man. The young man was startled, turned sideways, and turned the spear in his hand sharply, wrapping the flying silk in his blood in circles. On the spear.
Unexpectedly, the silk was not hindered at all. Like a living creature, it continued to move quickly around his spear, and wrapped around his neck in the blink of an eye.
Yunli fell from the sky, and with a thought, the Huanshi Ling tightened suddenly. She turned her head quickly and looked at Wei Lin worriedly. His breath was disordered, and on the pale skin, there were horrific knife wounds almost across his face, dark purple. The red color is particularly shocking.
The indifference on Wei Lin's face disappeared, and he gently touched the corners of his lips, "I'm fine."
Hearing this, Yunli turned around and pulled the Huanshi Ling hard in her hand.
Xiao Heng's face turned purple. Feeling Ling Shang's strength, he stamped his feet and roared, but he stopped and was pulled over.
Yunli was slightly surprised, he was quite strong.
All the way to immortality
