Luojia Village Secret Room.

The old village chief's loose skin glowed with a strange look, and the copper umbrella in his hand gradually opened under his slow push, and then, as if crushed by a behemoth, the entire secret room shattered into small pieces and exploded with a bang.

"Follow me!"

The bronze umbrella was stretched out, and a little starlight flew around, and the umbrella was not large, but it formed a strange protective cover, guarding everyone in the turtle shell.

The old village chief is like a pioneer general, holding a copper umbrella to fight a bloody road first.

The two Luo Mengluo soldiers, who barely affected it, guarded the three teenagers firmly, and some of the remaining villagers held turtle shells in their hands, and the others guarded after breaking off.

Ning Xiaodao, who was being protected, followed everyone closely, trying not to hold them back.

The exploding ground set off layers of air, and the strange way of appearing made the running spirit beast stop and look at it curiously.

The scene was silent for a while, and everyone wondered, how did these people hide, and why were they not discovered?

The old village chief glanced around and shouted in a deep voice: "Don't be frightened by the momentum of these guys, follow me!"

There were many spirit beasts around, and Luo Qingfeng and Luo Dali, who were almost oppressed by the invisible coercion, were out of breath, and even the spiritual power around them was sluggish.

Ning Xiaodao supported the two of them one by one, refused the help of Luo Meng and Luo Jun, and followed closely behind the two.

Luo Qingfeng and Luo Dali asked in surprise, "How can you be fine?"

Ning Xiaodao himself didn't know why, and guessed: "It may have something to do with the stronger spirit beasts I have encountered." ”

There were a few people among the villagers who encountered a huge formation for the first time, and their legs and feet were really a little weak, but after the old village chief's plan, his brain suddenly cleared up and he followed without hesitation.

The old village chief holding the copper umbrella had a red face, and it seemed that the whole person's energy was focused on the copper umbrella in his hand, and the spirit beast in front of him seemed to be a little sluggish, and it was shattered by the impact of the copper umbrella.

The old village chief continued to rush forward with all his might, but he was hit by a huge spirit beast rushing towards him, only to hear the old village chief shout "open for me", suddenly, there were ripples on the copper umbrella, with the ripples emanating, the huge spirit beast appeared to stagnate in thinking, but the movement under his feet remained unchanged, and he still ran wildly forward, and as a result, his limbs rolled over to the side uncoordinatedly, crushing several spirit beasts.

Ning Xiaodao looked at the old village chief who was like a guardian saint in front of him, as if the oncoming danger would be solved as long as he met the old village chief, he cheered loudly in his heart, cheering for the old village chief.

But suddenly, Ning Xiaodao was a little uncertain.

A small spirit beast rampaged, and as a result, the old village chief was pushed back three steps, Ning Xiaodao observed more carefully, and found that the old village chief's hands seemed to be shaking, but he gritted his teeth desperately, and suppressed the follow-up impact of the umbrella handle with the huge force of his chest and abdomen.

A stream of blood slipped down, and Ning Xiaodao exclaimed, "Village Chief......"

I saw the old village chief shaking his head with his back to them, and then he shouted loudly and continued to rush forward.

Blood began to spill on the side of the bronze umbrella, some of them were spirit beasts, some of them were of the old village chief.

Looking at the figure that was not tall, but it was holding up a protective wall for them, the three hot-blooded teenagers gritted their teeth fiercely, but they couldn't stop the tears from the corners of their eyes.

The "pioneer" who opened the way in front of him is already old, his speed is getting slower and slower, but more and more blood is spilling out, even so, he still does not stop the impact forward, as if telling them, "As long as I have a breath, as long as I have a drop of blood, I will hold up a piece of heaven and earth for you"!

He was like a candle that was about to burn out, and even to the last point it would continue to burn.

The old village chief with the copper umbrella had done his best, maintaining the posture of sprinting forward, facing forward, slowly falling!

"Village Chief!"

"Village Chief!"

The cries did not wake the exhausted old man, who knew that their village chief was no longer dead.

Luo Mengluo Jun took over the important task of opening the way in front of the past, and Ning Xiaodao took advantage of the situation to carry the old village chief on his back, held the bronze umbrella in his hand, and said softly: "Village chief, we will all live!

The speed of the team's march was seriously disturbed, becoming slower and slower, and everyone's injuries were increasing, and the blood that was spilled and floating made Ning Xiaodao's face blur, he didn't know who the blood came from and where it came from, in short, he had one thing in his heart, that is, to continue to rush forward towards the position indicated by the village chief.

The effect of the turtle shell was even greater than they imagined, and some weaker spirit beasts did not dare to approach at all, while the stronger spirit beasts felt that the spiritual power fluctuations were too weak to be worth the attack even if they sensed everyone.

They mechanically repeat two things, and that is to fight, forward, and then forward, fight......

I don't know when, the back was a little empty, and after a while, it was a little empty, and it didn't take long for Luo Qingfeng and Luo Dali to start lifting the turtle shell upwards, guarding the already small position, guarding the few people left.

Ning Xiaodao carried the old village chief on his back, holding four people who didn't know life and death in his left and right hands, and continued to move forward with a determined look in his eyes.

Everyone fought numbly, crushing the threat in front of them, and rushed towards the destination little by little, gradually, the sound of fighting seemed to be far away, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

"What is this?"

Ning Xiaodao didn't know where this was, but it was clear that this was the destination that the old village chief wanted to take them to.

Luo Meng and Luo Jun fell to the ground coughing up blood, Luo Qingfeng and Luo Dali fell into a coma as soon as they were safe, and the faces of the two villagers were filled with strange looks, which seemed to be returning to the light.

Ning Xiaodao slowly put the four people in his hands to the ground, and then put the old village chief down as well, and snorted in great fear in his heart, and couldn't hold back his whimper anymore.

Still, he remembers that the most important thing to do now is not to cry, but to help others heal.

Luo Qingfeng and Luo Dali were only slightly injured, and they were in a coma just because of their lack of strength, and they would wake up after a good rest.

Luo Jun and Luo Meng, who were seriously injured, were unable to take medicine, but fortunately, he also had basic healing medicine in his storage bag, and endured his grief to help them deal with their injuries.

Ning Xiaodao walked back to the old village chief, like a lonely puppy who couldn't find his family, he whimpered pitifully, he also suffered some injuries, but he didn't plan to take medicine now, he wanted to let the pain stimulate him, and not let him fall asleep because of exhaustion, he had to protect these admirable heroes.

But his eyelids were heavy over the mountain, and they came quietly again and again, but he remembered the mission of "not being able to sleep" in his heart, so he grabbed the wound fiercely and woke himself up in pain.

He bit the tip of his tongue, sobered up a little in pain, and slowly stood up, helping these ordinary but heroic villagers to tidy up, and make them look as peaceful as possible.

He didn't cry, but his eyes were red;

He was sad, but more of a pride.

In the end, he still had to face the old village chief.

He sat next to the old village chief and muttered to himself, "Do you remember the 'crystal shield' I owe you?

Thinking back to the beginning, "I remember that you have a small notebook, and you can remember the debt I owe clearly, but now, you saved my life, and there is another extra amount on the small notebook, but you woke up and remembered it, no matter how much, I am not afraid." ”

He sighed and looked up into the distance.

I didn't know how long I was stunned, but when I came back to my senses, I realized that this place was unusual.

"Why are these spirit beasts all taking a detour?"

After looking around, it was nothing remarkable, behind the grass where they were lying was a thatched hut, which looked very ordinary, so it seemed that all this was unusual.

Recovering a little bit of energy, Ning Xiaodao was ready to wipe the old village chief's bloodstained face a little, so that he would at least look clean and peaceful.

"Huh, strange?"