When the three women and four men finished washing up, put on clean clothes, and came to the fire with scars all over their bodies, Li Xiuyuan already had a cup of spiritual tea in his hand.
Pointing to the pot of concoction that had just been cooked in front of him, Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly and said, "Each of you can take a bowl and drink it. I believe you all have the herbs for external application."
Sitting next to the fire, the seven people watched this scene quietly, looking at the young man who had just killed someone and washed his hands, and they were too lazy to pretend to be shocked and surprised.
After taking a short breath, Fengyun and the other two returned to the tent to help bandage the wound and apply medicine, while Baili Yunyan also pulled the still stunned Murong Zhilan and Tantai Mingyue into the tent.
After doing these things, a group of geniuses returned to sit down in front of the fire with peace of mind, and each poured a bowl of dark-looking concoction.
Fortunately, when Baili Yunyan was injured before, Li Xiuyuan had already given her food once, and the six of them knew that Li Xiuyuan would not poison them to death.
It was rare that Murong Zhilan didn't make any noise, and she drank the bowl of medicinal juice cleanly.
After narrowly escaping from death, she looked at the young man without spiritual veins in front of her with a complicated expression in her eyes.
Even the four people in Fengyun were a little shocked, a little confused, and a little scared.
They did not see how Li Xiuyuan took action, but the iron arrows shot by Li Xiuyuan saved their lives, especially the talisman arrow that finally hit the black-clothed killer.
It went beyond their understanding of a young man who had no spiritual veins, no cultivation, and only cultivated the power of the physical body.
In this attack, although it was said that Feng Yun and others had been resisting the eight bandits, when their lives were in danger, it was the young man who killed the bandits with three arrows and saved the lives of four people.
However, the more this happened, the more I realized how terrifyingly calm the guy in front of me was.
Tantai Mingyue drank a bowl of medicine, looked at Li Xiuyuan in a daze, and thought to herself, you are just a guy without spiritual veins, how can you do all this?
How many people have you killed in Loulan City, and how many killers have you chopped off their heads?
After drinking a bowl of concoction, Wang Yijian raised his hands and bowed deeply, and said quietly: "I will never thank you for your kindness. I hope I can return this favor one day."
Feng Yun also drank a bowl of concoction made by Li Xiu Zhenyuan, looked at him and laughed and said: "I must not be able to repay your favor, so I will let senior sister remember it."
Baili Yunyan looked at him and sighed: "It can be seen that you have no real energy at all. How can you kill these bandits with just your physical strength?"
Tantai Mingyue suppressed the shock in her heart and asked quietly: "I'm not surprised that you shot those bandits, but you can take Zhilan away and abandon me. I can't understand."
Li Xiuyuan sighed, looked at her and said, "You're fine, why should I care about you? Besides, you have to try to face the danger on your own, right?"
Is it possible for me to tell you that I started killing people when I was eight years old?
Ever since he came down from Tianshan Mountain, he had been preparing to face killers and bandits. What's more, when he came down from Luoxia Mountain, he was captured by the bandits and sold as a fat sheep.
The geniuses of Wuji Holy Land in front of them have no idea that they are under the abyss of Tianyun Mountain's Bamboo Peak and have been killed by zombies countless times.
For Li Xiuyuan, the bandits and killers who died under his arrows today were nothing compared to him in the Shura Heaven. Even the zombies killed under Bamboo Peak were more than these.
You must know that those zombies are more ferocious and ruthless than bandits and murderers.
Tonight's attack, from the perspective of the seven Tantai Mingyue people, might have been just an accident.
But Li Xiuyuan knew in his heart that this was fate. He, the killers in Yinchuan City, and the Wang family in Loulan City were already locked in a fight to the death.
Murong Zhilan, who had come back to her senses, was holding a cup of spiritual tea handed to her by Li Xiuyuan, her whole body still trembling slightly.
He murmured: "Shura, am I terrible?! I've made you laugh."
"Don't mind, you just soiled my clothes." Li Xiuyuan replied with a smile: "If you have never killed a pheasant before, then you are the most powerful female monk I have ever seen."
"But I just killed someone!" Murong Zhilan emphasized her tone and said in a daze: "Am I cold-blooded? Am I terrible?"
Li Xiuyuan took a sip of tea, looked at her after a moment of silence and said, "Those killers I met when I came out of Loulan City, if I don't kill them, they will come to kill us..."
"Similarly, if you don't kill these bandits tonight, you will be the dead one who fell to the ground just now!"
Li Xiuyuan looked at the seven people surrounding the fire and said, "Just like the beasts in the forest, either you are more ruthless than other beasts, or you run faster."
Tantai Mingyue reached out and hugged Murong Zhilan, whose shoulders were shaking slightly, and sighed softly: "Junior sister, you are so brave, you are even more powerful than me."
After Tantai Mingyue thought about it carefully, she realized that the vicious bandit across from him was killed with the help of the young man in front of him.
Murong Zhilan actually killed the bandits he faced alone, which made him feel incredible.
Baili Yunyan looked at the four silent Fengyun people and asked, "What's wrong with you four?"
Feng Yun, who was sitting by the fire, raised his injured arm with difficulty, took a sip from the tea cup in his hand, and said, "All six of us are injured now, will it affect the expedition to the ruins?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the four men and three women beside the fire looked nervously at Li Xiuyuan in front of them. Although they had fought against the bandits for their lives before, everyone had forgotten this important matter.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the seven people and smiled lightly: "Now that you have remembered this, from now on you will regard everything in front of you as an adventure in the ruins."
After he finished, he paused for a moment and said: "Except for Senior Sister Yunyan, you are all just wounded in the flesh. After breakfast tomorrow, you will go hunting on the grassland. At least one of you will bring back two wolves."
When Tantai Mingyue heard this, she couldn't help frowning and asked: "I brought back more than a dozen wolves at once, can I finish them all?"
She had overcome her murderous intention and was no longer afraid. She was just thinking about whether it was necessary to kill so many wild wolves at once.
The corners of Murong Zhilan's mouth moved, but she did not speak.
Baili Yunyan seemed to understand what Li Xiuyuan meant, but she couldn't exercise violently yet, so she could only watch the senior sister speak quietly.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the seven people and said calmly: "Isn't it said that people are Daozu and I am fish? If you don't want to be slaughtered after entering the ruins, then you must first turn yourself into Daozu!"
Tantai Mingyue nodded and said quietly: "Even so, there is no need to bring back so many wild wolves at once, right?"
"Spend another day's work to smoke it into dried meat, and use it to save your lives when you don't have anything to eat after entering the ruins!"
Li Xiuyuan said coldly: "I don't believe that the food you brought can last two months in the ruins."
Until then, Tantai Mingyue looked at the six people and sighed, and said quietly: "So, we have forgotten to be prepared for danger in times of peace..."
Murong Zhilan lowered her head and murmured softly: "I seem to have only bought some snacks. I always thought that my senior brother and the others would bring the food, and the same goes for my senior sister."
Baili Yunyan nodded and smiled bitterly: "Junior sister and I forgot about this matter."
Li Xiuyuan looked at Fengyun and said: "Tomorrow you will be divided into two groups, two men and one woman to go hunting on the grassland. As long as the distance is within a few miles, we will have time to support each other even if we encounter danger."
After drinking the last sip of tea, Li Xiuyuan stood up and went into his tent.
"I made an exception tonight. That's because there are so many bandits. You should never expect someone to save you when you are dying!"
After a while, the young man's emotionless voice came again in the dark night.
Tantai Mingyue looked at Li Xiuyuan's tent quietly, thinking that if he hadn't killed the bandits ruthlessly and decisively, he would have looked like an ordinary mortal without spiritual veins.
Apart from making a delicious cup of tea that makes people nostalgic and making a pot of broth that makes people greedy, I really can't find anything special about it.
However, it was such an ordinary young man who, ever since they met outside Loulan City, had given her strong shocks again and again, killing eight killers alone in the dark without calling for help.
In this way, she thought of the tiger in the mountains behind the Wuji Holy Land. The lingering fear caused by the assassination still shocked her deeply, but she thought of the tiger she had seen in the mountains.
The tiger that walks leisurely in the mountains on weekdays, occasionally lowering its head to smell the wild flowers in the mountains.
The fire in front of him was making a beeping sound. For some reason, as long as he looked up at the young man who had already got into the tent, he felt his mood become peaceful.
Could it be that the young man in front of me is the tiger in the mountains?
"You are all tired. Go and rest early. We will go hunting tomorrow!" Tantai Mingyue sighed and said quietly while looking at Fengyun and the other four.
After she finished, she took Murong Zhilan's hand and said with a smile: "Junior sister, go to bed too. I will chat with Yun Yan for a while."
The pale Murong Zhilan looked at her and sighed, and said softly: "Sister, please go to bed earlier. I'm a little scared to be alone..."
The girl who just said killing, then wielded her sword to kill the bandit, her heart is still pounding until now. How can she dare to go in and sleep alone?
Tantai Mingyue was stunned, and immediately pulled her to lie on his lap on the grass, and said softly: "You have passed this level, Yunyan and I still have to try... "
Baili Yunyan poured a cup of hot tea for Tantai Mingyue, covered her chest and said, "Sister, after you left, three more bandits rushed up. That would really scare me to death..."
Tantai Mingyue gently patted Murong Zhilan's shoulder and said, "I can't say, you will have to comfort me and Yun Yan in a few days."
Murong Zhilan closed her eyes and trembled slightly like a frightened little animal: "I heard from the master that the first time you kill someone, you will feel sick and vomited, but why didn't I?"
"If that guy hadn't pulled you away, junior sister, you would still be going crazy!"
Tantai Mingyue looked at the stars in the sky and said softly: "Junior sister, you bit that guy's arm so hard that it would have hurt me half to death."
Murong Zhilan snored softly before replying.
After a night of panic, struggling to save her life on the edge of life and death, the girl who killed a bandit for the first time finally couldn't help but fall asleep.
Perhaps in her opinion, only dreams are safe.
Baili Yunyan looked at the junior sister who had fallen asleep, frowned and said: "Shura is right, we can't rely on others in the future... we must go all out for every danger."
Tantai Mingyue smiled bitterly and said: "No one expected that this trip would be so dangerous. We haven't entered the ruins yet?"
She didn't like the person in front of her when they first met. She was attacked in the wilderness after coming out of Loulan City. Even though the boy had killed all the killers, he still didn't like the boy in front of him.
In her opinion, the seven people in her group will all be monks who will embark on the path of cultivating immortals, while the young man in front of her is just a mortal who has cultivated the power of the physical body and has no spiritual veins.
Another ten years? Or twenty years? The gap between immortals and mortals will be revealed.
Although the youth in front of him looks cute, so what, as long as he cannot embark on the path of cultivating immortality, he will be a pile of withered bones sooner or later.
However, the behavior of these teenagers made her a little panicked and helpless.
The young man was clearly telling her with the bloody reality that if he could not be cruel, he would die at the hands of bandits and killers before he could embark on the path of cultivating immortality.
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