Chapter 512: The Love Sword is really not for people to cultivate......
In the desert oasis, contradictions are constantly brewing and intensifying.
The people in the tent were struggling to think about the truth, trying to find a way out of the current predicament, so that even the reputation of Senior Brother and Senior Brother Wang Lu could be discarded.
The same is true for those outside the tent, who are willing to sacrifice many things as long as they can save the Great Elder.
The charge of sacrificing their lives is the easiest, in fact, during the confrontation between the two sides, many warriors once came up with blood, intending to prove the backbone of the desert tribe with their own blood, but the old guys of the tribe stopped them.
The enemy is strong and I am weak, forced by the form, the desert tribe does not have the qualifications of blood impulsiveness, it is easy for a few of them to rush in and commit suicide, in case they arouse the anger of the other party and rush out to kill, with the current combat power of the desert tribe, who can stop it?
So after a long time, the demons outside the tent still only stayed in the stage of protest and demonstration, although the wording gradually became stronger, but it had no essential impact.
"Human! Is this how you pride yourself on doing things? ā
"We treated you with sincerity, and even saved the lives of both of you, but you were bitter to the Great Elder, you have lost your conscience! Aren't you afraid that he will soar to the catastrophe and be beaten by the thunder of the sky! ā
"By releasing the elders, we can not blame the past."
The people in the tent were tired of hearing such protests, and after a while, someone simply put sound insulation at the door, and it was silent.
And the quiet environment is indeed more conducive to people's thinking.
"Do you want to call the others?"
"Someone else? What do you mean? Lin Yun looked puzzled at the wind that suddenly proposed to build yƬ.
"I mean, those people in Fuquan - didn't Senior Brother set up a base in Fuquan before? There should be three of us over there, and Senior Sister Caixia is also there, if she can come, maybe there will be some way. ā
"Do you want to ask Fuquan for help?" Lin Yun muttered, "But isn't Fuquan on the other side having a final battle with Long Jiao, so it's impossible to draw manpower, right?" ā
Feng Yin said: "I just communicated with Fuquan not long ago, and they are progressing very smoothly, and they only fought the fiercest battle with Long Jiao yesterday, and won a big victory!" ā
The others were stunned when they heard this.
"Now that Fuquan has fully entered the rhythm of harvesting, it doesn't matter if there is one less person or even more people. What's more, the Fuquan base was originally just a frontier base, and after the completion of the Fuquan Raiders, it was impossible for all three teams to stay in Fuquan, and most of them still had to continue to explore the wilderness. Then it is better to come here and join us, this desert oasis, if you dig deeper, I am afraid that it is a place with more potential than Fuquan. ā
The mention of the wind chant soon gained the support of many people.
"Agreed, since the current situation has proven to be beyond the reach of our people, it is only natural that new support be introduced."
"Although this management trainee program is to exercise the independence of each of us, in the face of such a big event, sincere cooperation is fundamental."
Seeing that the junior brothers and sisters agreed, Feng Yin nodded: "Then I will go and prepare to write a letter to Fuquan, but unfortunately the altar is a little far away, and I will have to trouble which junior brother and sister to help me run later." ā
"Senior Brother Fengyin, don't do that."
"Huh?" Feng Yin was stunned when he heard this, turned his head, and saw that the person who said it was actually Wang Wu's senior sister who had been silent and low-key.
Senior Sister Wang Wu was immersed in her cultivation as always, and at this time, she was sitting cross-legged with a surge of mana all over her body, obviously in the time of exercising. If it weren't for Fang Cai's Feng Yin who heard it clearly, he really couldn't tell that it was Wang Wu who was talking.
"Senior Sister Wang Wu, you just said...... I don't want to write a letter asking for help? Why? ā
Wang Wu replied without opening his eyes: "Because Senior Brother doesn't want too many people to get involved in this matter. ā
"How do you know?"
"I just know." After Wang Wu finished speaking, he stopped talking, and no matter how Feng Yin asked, he was silent, which made Feng Yin uncomfortable for a while.
However, after so many years of getting along with his brother and sister, he has long been accustomed to Wang Wu's maverick, and for her, there is nothing more important in the world than cultivation - of course, if it weren't for this, with her qualifications and understanding, she would definitely not be able to get to this point today.
All along, whether it is the sect experience or other activities, she has never come to the front of the stage, always follow behind others, devote most of her energy to cultivation, as for the experience outside of the practice, she is a retreat fanatic, more than 300 days a year at home retreat, is an out-and-out "home squat".
She took the initiative to speak just now, which is a very rare thing, and for her construction, Feng Yin also intends to seriously consider it.
The reason is very simple, because she was personally brought here from Fuquan by Feng Yin and Wang Lu. And the senior brother is optimistic about Wang Wu, which is not a secret in the golden generation.
But if we don't write a letter asking for help, will this situation drag on indefinitely? After all, this is someone's home turf! These desert demons may seem weak, but they have been fighting against an invisible demon of incredible power for two thousand years...... Once they decide to do whatever it takes, can they really stop the thousands of people outside the tent by relying on their own people?
Time passed little by little in the anxiety, and I don't know how long it took, but suddenly I saw the tent door curtain move, and a demon girl walked in.
Seeing her, some of the several Spirit Sword Cultivators were taken aback: "Why are you here?!" ā
Zhang Sheng stood up and looked at the girl at the door in surprise, with a full body and pure and immature eyebrows.
When the girl saw Zhang Sheng, she smiled happily, and then stretched out her hand to make a gesture.
"You mean the elders told you to come? This...... Now that the situation is so tense, what can you do here!? Zhang Sheng was puzzled and anxious at the same time.
As he was talking, someone behind him whistled: "Senior Brother Zhang, hold yourself!" Don't fall for other people's beauty tricks and defect to the enemy~"
Zhang Sheng turned back angrily: "I know it without you saying it!" ā
"Really? In short, don't do stupid things, let me tell you, although there are thousands of ways to cultivate immortals, but controlling your own feelings and acting rationally is the king. Of course, I know that you are a lover cultivator, but love is love, and you should not forget the friendship and foundation between us! ā
"Wang Chenye, shut up for me!"
As soon as Zhang Sheng's roar fell, the curtain of the tent door opened again, and a second girl walked in, the same sexy and hot, the same pure eyebrows.
Wang Chen Ye was still laughing, but when he saw the man, he couldn't laugh at all, and stood up: "Ah Qing, why are you here!?" ā
The demon girl also stretched out her hand and gestured, which surprised Wang Chenye: "You were also sent by the elders?" Weird, what are you going to do? Really, here is a nervous shape, I don't rule out the possibility of doing it, what if I accidentally get hurt?! Let's go back! No, I really can't rest assured, so I'll send you back! ā
"Hey, Wang Chenye, it's now you who defected to the enemy!?"
However, before Wang Chenye could explain anything, the two doctor girls made a gesture with a slightly wry smile.
Wang Chenye and Zhang Sheng's faces changed at the same time.
"Ridiculous!" "Impossible!"
Among the few people, only these two who had a combined relationship with the poison extraction physician understood the sign language of the desert tribe, and the others were all curious when they saw the change in their expressions: "What's wrong?" ā
Zhang Sheng shook his head and said nothing, just hugged the demon girl hard, and refused to let go. Wang Chenye was relatively relaxed, and after a sigh, he smiled bitterly.
"The elders of the desert tribe inquired carefully about the situation in the tent, and felt that the three of them had been poisoned by the sand, so they fell unconscious, and then ...... And he sent them. ā
It is suspected that the three of them have been poisoned by sand, and then a doctor was sent to pull out the poison!? This...... The development of this plot is really delightful!
Whether Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang were poisoned by sand poison or not, no one present could tell whether they were poisoned. This sand poison is formless and colorless, and only these demons can accurately identify it. Logically speaking, the three of them are in the oasis city, how can they be contaminated with sand poison for no reason? If even this city was not safe, these demons would have been extinct long ago, so the possibility of sand poison is not great, which is why they kept the demons out of the tent in the first place.
But the current situation is that after all this time, the Spirit Sword Monks have tried their best to determine the crux of the problem - and rightfully so, because none of them have heard of the existence of Dream Building. Then when the Desert Demon Clan raised the possibility of sand poison, they could no longer deny it.
And the Desert Demon Clan also calmly proposed: If you don't believe us, it doesn't matter, but at least let us save the elders of our clan.
This request is reasonable and difficult to refuse, but for Zhang Sheng and Wang Chenye, it really takes a psychological struggle to agree.
The method of pulling out poison by the Poison Extraction Physician is well known, it is a necessity for survival for the desert tribe, but for these two young people who are still not experienced......
"Aren't there any other extortion doctors?" Wang Chenye smiled bitterly and gestured with sign language.
The demon girl replied seriously, "Among the tribal doctors, only the two of us are qualified to pull out poison for the Great Elder. ā
āā¦ā¦ Damn, what qualifications do you have to pay attention to in this thing!? ā
"I'm sorry, if nothing else, we're going to do our best to pull out the poison for the Great Elder." The girl's expression was extraordinarily serious.
Wang Chenye was speechless, turned his head to look at Zhang Sheng, and saw that his junior brother's face was pale, but he didn't say a word, and let his sweetheart approach and come to the elder's side.
Wang Chenye couldn't help but sigh, Senior Brother Zhang Sheng is worthy of cultivating love swords, he really loves someone and can love her, and even the green on his head can be put out of it, such a mind...... It's better not to imitate it at will.
Several other Spirit Sword Cultivators in the tent also lamented that Zhang Sheng's love path was only afraid of a bad future, and they didn't care much about the two poison extraction doctors.
And at this moment, the eyes of one of the demon girls suddenly flashed with a black light.
And she was only a few steps away from Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang.