Ye Congwen was silent, saying that women have delicate minds and should not get too close. In just a few days, Nangong Liushuang, an old and untouched girl, had already figured out the clues.
"Alliance leader, the disciples of the three factions not only want to kill us all, but also want to use us casual cultivators as fertilizer to nourish the holy medicine. If you don't come forward, everyone will die at their hands!"
Seeing Zhen Xiaoyao holding the dying Nangong Liushuang and whispering there, the casual cultivator couldn't help but remind him.
Unexpectedly, Zhen Xiaoyao seemed not to hear anything, but still looked at the dying Nangong Liushuang and asked gently:
"Good-lookingness is not the only criterion for choosing a mate. Some people are called the most beautiful women in Great Xia, but aren't they killing other people and annihilating their villages?
Finding a man who treats you sincerely is better than anything else. "
Nangong Liushuang's slightly closed eyes suddenly shone brightly, as if he knew Zhen Xiaoyao's true identity. He stretched out his hand to touch Ye Congwen's face and said with rapid breathing:
"So - it turns out you are - him! No wonder, no wonder you are so arrogant..."
Before he finished speaking, his fragrance disappeared and he died.
Ye Congwen closed Nangong Liushuang's eyes and gently placed them on the grass next to him. His hands suddenly formed peacock sacred claws, and he was so frightened that he followed behind. The disciples of the three sects who came immediately stopped, fearing that he would use the Peacock Holy Wheel in anger and die together with everyone.
"Zhen, Zhen Xiaoyao, you have sworn not to be the leader of the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, don't you mean you don't keep your word?"
Jin Yang asked with fear. He condensed the three-legged Golden Crow Technique with his hands to block it in front of him. He was really afraid that Zhen Xiaoyao would use the Peacock Holy Wheel Technique. The place where the holy medicine grows is no better than other places. Once you are pricked by a peacock feather, it will be fatal.
If you can avoid provoking someone, don’t do it.
"What does the grudge between you have to do with us? I still want to help Miss Liushuang dig the grave. I won't offend anyone unless they offend me."
Ye Congwen waved his peacock sacred claw, which was as sharp as a knife, and slashed the heads of the surrounding cultivators, scaring the cultivators so much that they immediately flew ten meters away.
"Zhen Xiaoyao, don't forget that you are also a casual cultivator. When they kill us, you will not escape death!"
Some casual cultivators shouted angrily that if they hadn't seen Zhen Xiaoyao's peacock holy claws that could only crack mountains and rocks, they would have been the first to deal with him.
"Then you don't have to worry about it. You are so far-sighted, so let's solve the current dilemma first."
Ye Congwen was too lazy to talk to these selfish people. He had warned them before that their lips would die and their teeth would be cold, but did anyone listen to them? The end that I have ended up with now is purely self-inflicted.
Waving the peacock's sacred claws, he dug up the earth on the spot. The blood from Nangong Liushuang's body will be sucked dry, and he will soon turn into an ugly mummy.
Although this woman is very old, she still has the mentality of a little girl who loves beauty. Even if she goes under Jiuquan, she most likely doesn't want to see herself in this ugly appearance.
It's better to do the right thing and bury her underground, out of sight.
Seeing that Zhen Xiaoyao was only focused on digging holes to bury people, the casual cultivators knew that he would not rescue them, so they ran towards the perimeter of the barrier without saying a word.
The disciples of the three sects followed. These casual cultivators were injured. Even if they didn't take action, they would definitely die over time.
"Brothers and sisters outside, the children of the three sects want to swallow fifteen holy medicines for themselves. Come and help! Whoever grabs it belongs to whom!"
The casual cultivators knew that they were no match for the disciples of the three sects, so in order to survive, they could only trick a few more casual cultivators into coming in. There were still forty or fifty casual cultivators outside. If they all came in, they might not be the opponents of the disciples of the three sects.
Maybe he can kill them back, and then the fifteen holy medicines will be his.
The casual cultivators found a way to survive, calling out the names of their companions, and repeatedly promised that the holy medicine they received could be divided equally.
As soon as they heard the shouts of their companions, and fifteen more holy medicines were used as bait, some adventurers couldn't help but ran over. The people who were intercepting the demon bird later saw that Zhen Xiaoyao's previous promise had been changed by these casual cultivators. In anger, they no longer stupidly stood firm and turned around to head towards the place where the holy medicine grew.
A group of people chase each other and rush into the barrier.
Seeing these people getting into the barrier without any hindrance, some old casual cultivators who had suffered a loss thought that the barrier had expired. They were secretly happy and prepared to escape without saying a word.
With a bang, a figure was bounced dozens of meters away, falling directly into the middle of the three sects' disciples.
"Damn it, no one is allowed in, no one is allowed out!"
The old casual cultivator cursed and almost fainted.
Just hearing a scream, the old casual cultivator was besieged by eight or nine people. Not long after, he died.
"The children of the three sects want to monopolize fifteen holy medicines. Brothers and sisters, we can no longer hesitate to give in. Treasures of heaven and earth, whoever sees them have a share, and whoever grabs them belongs to him!"
Seeing that there were more and more of them, the casual cultivators suddenly saw the dawn of harvesting the holy medicine. They forgot their injuries one by one and chased after the nine disciples of the three sects.
"Listen to the disciples of Duke Zhu's Mansion outside, come in quickly and help. All three holy medicines from the Rogue Cultivator Alliance will be given to you!"
"Listen to the descendants of the hidden sect outside, whoever comes in first to help, the three pills from the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, plus the three holy medicines from the fifth tree, will be given to whomever comes in first!"
"Cousins from the Thirty-sixth County Prince's Palace, fifteen holy medicines are just enough for the fifteen of us to share equally. I, Xuanyuan Hua, guarantee that each of us will have one, and we will never take more!"
Nangong Qing Jinyang Xuanyuan Hua flew high into the sky and shouted loudly to the people outside, there are only nine disciples of the three sects, who are the opponents of the forty or fifty casual cultivators?
Seeing the hesitation of the disciples outside, the three of them rushed to increase their weight one by one. Nangong Qing in front of them was so angry that he yelled:
"Xuanyuan Hua, what do you mean? Listening to your tone, do you plan to come to our Duke Zhuguo's Mansion and the Hidden World Sect to rob the sacred medicine?"
"Yes, what do you mean by Xuanyuan Painting?"
"What is your family's holy medicine? The holy medicine is a treasure raised by nature. Whoever picks it first belongs to him!"
Xuanyuan Hua was not threatened and fell out with Nangong Qing Jinyang directly. These two families are sworn enemies. I really don’t believe that you two can unite to deal with our Thirty-sixth County Prince’s Palace.
"Okay! You are good at Xuanyuan Painting!"
Nangong Qing was so angry that he said to the surging disciples of Duke Zhu's mansion:
"Since the people in the Thirty-Six County Prince's Palace do not abide by the rules, then our Zhuguo Duke's Palace Alliance does not need to abide by the rules!
The holy medicine grows on the tree, and it is an ownerless thing. Whoever grabs it belongs to him! "
The people who came in a hurry were delighted when they heard it. Those who saw it should have a share, and those who were more skilled would get it. It's unfair to take advantage of the fact that one's own tribe has more people!
Before, I was afraid that your Nangong Gongfu would settle the accounts, but now you, Nangong Qing, have said it yourself. Even when the time comes, you will have something to say even in front of the deputy commander.
Without saying a word, he quickly got into the barrier and ran towards the five blue demon holy fruit trees. Anyone who blocks his path will be killed along the way, whether he is a casual cultivator or a descendant of a hidden sect. Even if he is a disciple of his own alliance with the Duke of Zhuguo, he will still kill him if he blocks his way to pick up the holy medicine!
For a time, the disciples of the three sects and the casual cultivators were fighting, and the scene was chaotic. Even the disciples of the sect became jealous and started killing each other.
Murong Xue saw her niece Nangong Liushuang falling on Zhen Xiaoyao, hurting her own kind, and the rabbit died and the fox was sad. Looking at the blood mist on my shoulders that is getting thinner and thinner, I feel like my world is spinning and my limbs are weak even if I take one more step.
In his current state, it was difficult to even walk normally, let alone fight with others. The only way to save his life was to stay by his husband Nangong Qing's side.
Unfortunately, the more he was afraid of, the more likely it would come. In order to save himself, Nangong Qing flew to the outside of the barrier without saying a word to attract the children of the Zhuguo Duke's Mansion Alliance to enter.
Without the protection of Nangong Qing, a master of the semi-saint entry level, Murong Xue, who had lost too much blood, felt that she had become a lamb scurrying among tigers. Even if these people who were fighting did not intend to target her, they would accidentally do it to herself. The last move will kill you in an instant.
Murong Xue had to resist the holy medicine sucker to suck blood, and was wary of being accidentally injured by dozens of monks. She dragged her weak body and hid in a deserted place in fear.
He stumbled and stumbled all the way, dodging countless sharp claws of the sacred bird countless times, and finally crawled to a quiet place.
Murong Xue let out a long breath and ran slowly to look around. When her eyes caught sight of her niece lying peacefully in the pit, she realized that she had actually escaped from Zhen Xiaoyao's clutches.
In panic, he stumbled backwards and cried to Zhen Xiaoyao:
"Zhen Xiaoyao, you, what do you want to do? I am already a dying person, do you still want to kill me?"
Before he finished speaking, he stepped on the air and fell into the deep pit where Nangong Liushuang was buried.
Murong Xue only had one thought:
With Zhen Xiaoyao's hatred for him and this man's cruel methods, there is a high probability that he will bury himself alive.
Sure enough, before he could fall, a strong hand grabbed him, lifted him up and threw him aside.
"You can die if you want, but please stay away from your niece. I believe she doesn't want to be buried with you."
Ye Congwen said coldly, picked up Murong Xue and threw it aside. Without waiting for her reply, after reciting the Rebirth Mantra and performing simple rituals, she still used her peacock's sacred claws to push down the soil one claw at a time.
"Husband, save me——"
Murong Xue shouted towards Nangong Qing in the distance, using her last bit of strength.
Unexpectedly, Nangong Qing was busy fighting and had no time to pay attention to her. At this time, there was a melee everywhere in the barrier, and the fight had long been inextricable. It is impossible to tell who is an ally and who is an enemy.
Nangong Qing looked at the monks in all directions with a vigilant expression, fearing that someone would unexpectedly claw at him. If he was scratched and his skin was bleeding, wouldn't that mean he would die?
Don't say that you didn't hear Murong Xue's cry at all. Even if you heard it, you have to pretend not to hear it.
"Nangong Qing can even give up his own niece, saying that if he doesn't do it, he will never stop. It's normal to give up one more daughter-in-law. After all, when he picks up the holy medicine and advances to the true god realm, his life span will be doubled, his status will be respected, and he will look back. It’s not out of the question to marry a young lady from an aristocratic family.”
Ye Congwen said heartily, and Murong Xue, who was already suspicious, spit out a mouthful of blood.
Unfortunately, the holy medicine was sucked to the head before it landed on the ground.
