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The chirping of insects and birds in the past is gone, and the animals and birds that are active at night are gone.

This was originally the core hinterland of Qiuyun Dao, but tonight was completely different.

"Rustle, rustle!"

Suddenly, a slight friction came from a distance, and the sound that should have been ignored on a normal day was so eye-catching at this time.

Is it a beast or a bird?

Gradually, the sound approached, and when a bush was carefully removed, a group of human figures were revealed.

It turned out that in the silence of the night, neither animals nor birds made noises.

As the owner of this land, it was extremely normal for people to be haunted, but now there is a bit of weirdness in this normality.

If there are other people here, they will find that although all the seven or eight people in this line are dressed extraordinarily, their appearance is indescribably embarrassed.

The clothes on the body are torn in the east and west, the key is that everyone is covered in blood, and even some people are slightly staggered when they walk.

Not only that, but many people looked back while walking, and all of them had panic on their faces that could not be concealed.

panicked like a lost dog, this is probably the scene at this time.

In fact, this is no one else, it is a disciple of the Yunlan Immortal Sect, but at this time, they no longer have the chic of the immortals, and some are just embarrassed and panicked.

In fact, aside from the great strength, sometimes mortals may be a little stronger than these people.

"Senior Brother Mingxing, have we escaped?

It was Xiao Yan, a disciple of the Yunlan Immortal Sect who spoke, and at this time, his face was frightened, and he could no longer see how high he was at the beginning, and even his tone towards Ming Xing could not be lower.

I don't know what happened, but it was almost terrifying to make these so-called Immortal Sect disciples so panicked.

In the hundred years before Ming Xing, I don't know how many times he was despised and oppressed by the disciples of the main sect, and now it is rare to be able to turn over, if he is not running for his life, he already doesn't know how to be secret.

But all this is just a vain, if you can't escape today, it's still a flash.

In fact, this time the situation was far more serious than he estimated, after all, the individual's vision is always limited, and even Zhang Qing, the initiator, probably won't understand how powerful the power of Yin Si is, as soon as this monster is released from the shackles, it will be out of control, and it will also make Ming Xing suffer a big loss.

Years of accumulation would have allowed him to absolutely secure his life, but at this time, he knew that he still underestimated the seriousness of the problem.

However, although he was also panicked in his heart, Ming Xing still maintained his confidence in front of everyone, after all, he was the leader of the rest of the people, and if he was all defeated, it would really be over.

So he whispered to comfort everyone while opening the way: "Don't worry, we are basically safe, as long as there are no accidents, there will be no problem." ”

This is true, those things have not caught up for so long, which means that the danger has been greatly reduced now, and maybe it is safe.

Hearing his words, most people's hearts were calm, and this experience made them understand that when it came to life and death, exercises, identity, and so-called powerful spells were not decisive things. If it weren't for the garrison brother in front of him, who everyone looked down on before, I'm afraid that such a few people would not be able to escape.

However, Xiaoyan still couldn't stop the panic, and even broke down even more because he was a little safer, crying on his lips: "Senior brother, Senior Brother Xiaoxin was killed, what should I do when I go back?" Master Shizu will definitely ask, woo!"

Although he still looks very young, Xiaoyan is at least seventy or eighty years old, and he actually cried at this time, which is really not like a man.

The disdain in Ming Xing's eyes flashed, although this fancy frame is much more respectful now, it seems that he still doesn't know the Tao in it, and he still treats himself as a character!

This is a process of survival of the fittest, Xianmen does not ask about the process, only the results, batch after batch of trials, supplementing the manpower of Xianmen.

Not to mention that one is dead, even if everyone is dead, it is just a new group of people to continue to come, not to mention that it is a question, even if no one sheds a drop of tears.

Oh no, there are still people who shed tears, like this fool in front of him.

But after all, I still can't give up on this, although it doesn't matter if I'm dead, but the uncle and ancestor have all finished taking care of their own people, even if no one pursues this impression, it's all gone.

Therefore, he will not give up if he can take a hand.

Suppressing the irritability in his heart, he tried his best to maintain a calm face and persuaded: "Senior Brother Xiaoyan, the deceased has passed away, you have to live well now, and live with Senior Brother Xiaoxin, do you know?"

After listening to Ming Xing's persuasion, Xiaoyan raised his face with a few tears, nodded heavily, and said seriously: "I know, I will live." ”

Breathing a sigh of relief, he finally calmed down this delicate junior brother who was like a young lady, and Ming Xing wanted to say a few words of comfort, but suddenly a glance of darkness came out of the corner of his eye.

"Not good!" his heart contracted violently, and he was now familiar with the ominous color, and he didn't know how many people had died under the blackness in the past few days.

Fortunately, the target of this black attack was not him, and there were only two people standing in the way of the black ominous.

These two people were Xiao Yan, the cheap junior brother, and the other was the young monk who was stationed at the temple with him. The two of them are about the same age, one is in the foundation realm and the other is in the ghost fairy realm, but it is impossible for them to escape this sudden attack.

Which one to save?

Not even a second of consideration, this is a problem that does not need to be considered.

Ming Xing flew forward directly, with a mouth in his mouth: "Be careful!"

At this time, the two of them seemed to notice the abnormality, but they were both attracted by Ming Xing, who flew over.

The young monk stationed at the temple watched Ming Xing pounce on him, and then ...... Then he threw the disciple of the main sect to the ground.

He couldn't believe it at all, he couldn't believe that the senior who had always been close to him at this time would choose to save that main sect disciple.

Fear, hope, despair, in just one second, he experienced a coherent mental cycle.

"Ahh

Time seemed to pause for a second before flowing again, black light shooting into his body, and from where he was hit, he lost consciousness.

At the last glance of his life, he didn't look at the enemy who had already arrived in front of him, but stared at Ming Xing with wide eyes, as if questioning something.

(To be continued.) )