"Okay, that's it." Seeing that the range had shrunk to within one kilometer, and that he would directly encounter people if he went further, Lang San spoke out to stop his disciple Jianbi Qingye.
"Go on, everyone is told to guard the ground under their feet. Don't leave your post without permission. No matter what happens around you, don't pay attention. As long as the movement doesn't disturb them, don't pay attention."
"If this thief escapes because you leave his post without permission, then the matter cannot be settled with heavy punishment..." Lang San said with deep meaning.
The disciple who sent the message shuddered. He seemed to have thought of something, such as a rumor that was spreading wildly in the Tanlangmai Residence. He lowered his head and replied forcefully: "No!"
After arranging other disciples, Lang San and Lang Wu looked at each other and walked into the enclosed area. The thief and Ning Xia are inside now, but I don’t know how long this person can endure?
Now the thief has nowhere to escape. It was only a matter of time before they were forced out. They didn't need to push too hard, they just needed to wait a little. Wolf Three had a feeling that the man would jump out soon.
If the other party is rational enough, he will understand that avoiding is meaningless, and coming out at this time is the wisest thing to do. There was no point in procrastinating like this, no matter what he had in mind.
Lang San's guess was correct. Wan Ziming really couldn't help it. He couldn't put all the thoughts in his heart together. He was full of calculations and was very confused.
He didn't expect someone who was greedy for money to be so ruthless. Can the wall be strong and the wilderness clear? It was indeed a crude, simple but effective trick. He could no longer mislead these guys.
And even when he knew that the other party was trying to force him into an alley, he still had to admit it by pinching his nose and forced himself to follow the other party. Because only in this way can he have a way to survive and continue on.
Even though he tried his best to delay and delay, he still couldn't resist the absolute power. In a few hours, so many greedy disciples pushed him into a corner.
Behind him is a cliff, and below it are the settlements of several large sea monsters. These are high-level sea monsters with profound cultivation and bloodthirsty and flesh-hungry. The bones and flesh of monks are a great supplement to them. If a person falls, they will soon be buried in the belly of the monster.
It's not that he didn't see the opponent's intention of clearing the country, and he knew clearly that he was surrounded, and no matter which way he ran, he would be captured alive.
But he didn't think he could escape by running over there. It's just that he didn't expect that the greedy people would press each other step by step, disrupting his plan. It feels bad to be forced to move forward.
In this case, it's up to him to take back the initiative.
Instead of forcing him out, are we going to arrest him? Then give them this opportunity and see if they have the ability.
In the darkness, Wan Ziming's frown suddenly relaxed, his eyebrows slightly curved, and an unknown smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, shrouded in a layer of gloom.
"Chong Huan, how are you?"
"Well, that's almost it. It should be... no problem."
Ningxia felt a little at ease. Chong Huan was a man who never lied. His speech was consistent with his style, restrained and restrained, and he never spoke loudly.
If he says it's pretty much the same, it's okay, then it's almost a done deal. He should have successfully connected to the Fire Formation Stone.
Fortunately, despite all the misfortunes she faced, she still had a little bit of luck. All in all, it's always troublesome, but you can't die anyway. You can still save yourself by making mistakes here and there.
She can often find a glimmer of hope when she is in trouble and at the mercy of others. After so many times, Ningxia has been able to figure out some patterns.
This time was no exception, and someone was left alive.
The worst thing the thief did was not kidnapping her, nor not noticing the shoes, but binding her for so long without thinking of confiscating her sword.
Therefore, while the opponent was racking his brains and running away, Ning Xia and her sword-wielding friends were discussing how to knock him down. The prop was the inconspicuous and gray piece hanging on the sword. Sword Drop".
Well, to a certain extent, the kidnapper was indeed a failure. Nothing was guarded against. Well, in fact, this was the root cause of his failure to take Ningxia seriously.
When Ning Xia fought with that cannon fodder, the other party did watch the whole process.
At that time, Ningxia had a unique way of thinking, a slightly nimble fighting style, and a tenacity that was already in its early stages and needed to grow... As far as foundation-building monks are concerned, it is indeed remarkable and a talent that cannot be ignored. .
This was also the reason why the opponent deliberately guarded Ningxia along the way. Even if Ningxia was so seriously injured and had long since lost the ability to fight, he always remembered to control Ningxia.
It was because he saw that Ningxia was someone who refused to give up. If a foundation-building cultivator were to reveal his golden sign at the end of the day, wouldn't it mean that Wan Ziming had been living in vain for so many years?
But no matter how hard the other party defends Ningxia, it can't change the fact that Ningxia is a foundation-building monk. She is just a foundation-building monk, while Wan Ziming is a famous golden elixir monk who has been famous for a long time, and is naturally suppressed.
After all, I still felt a little underestimated. In other words, he didn't think Ningxia could escape his grasp from beginning to end. That kind of defensiveness is just superficial.
This is the reason why Ningxia can quietly activate the shoes under his nose, and the reason why she dares to secretly communicate with Zhonghuan under his nose, and it is also the cause of the other party's final outcome.
"That's good. You have to be careful later, that thing is not fun. Don't die in the opponent's hands, but be killed by yourself." Ningxia was still worried and emphasized again. She said it to her own annoyance.
Ningxia has said the same sentence more than ten times, always to pay attention to safety and act with caution.
Chong Huan did not find her annoying, and responded patiently, with a strange sense of gentleness.
Although the occasion seemed inappropriate, she always felt that Zhong Huan seemed to be much gentler, less melancholy, and less cold than when she first met him.
The current Chonghuan is completely different from the one she knew before. Especially in the past few days, she was too gentle, making the corners of her eyes a little sour, and an inexplicable feeling rising in her heart. But she couldn't explain why.
"You..." Ning Xia had a strong impulse in her heart and blurted out what she wanted to say, but she forgot when it came to her mouth.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. I don't know either..." Ning Xia murmured, looking blankly ahead through the man's arms.
"Then don't think about it. Don't worry, it will be fine. It will be fine soon. When you wake up, you can go back to a safe place and treat it like a dream."
"Okay." The ordinary comfort made Ningxia burst into tears. She is still afraid, and she is also afraid that she will die here like this. We all need to be fine and survive——
"It's so nice to meet you."
"Um."
