To save or not to save?

This thought was still only a flash in Leon's heart.

Immediately, Leon once again dismissed the idea of making a move, and at the same time grabbed Sharon, who was about to make a move.

Sharon turned her head to look at Leon, gesturing her to look ahead. Well-behaved like her, she nodded, and naturally did so. Both of them were actually quite curious.

Although there will be a flexible fat man in every popular book, what is the ability of this unattractive little chubby dun in front of him?

"Whoa!"

The trees were uprooted by the tearing of the ground, and although the lush foliage was slightly blocked by the surrounding dwarf trees, it still did not lose much momentum.

In the next second, several people were about to be smashed into meat by this big green tree as thick as a bathtub.

At the last moment, the corner of Li Ang's eyes bypassed the exclamations, but he saw the corner of Lang Ga's mouth twitch slightly.

The micro-expression on the wrinkled face seemed to be silently whispering, "What a trouble." ”

At the same time, the little fat man, who was only four or five years old at most, had already pushed away the two monks who were in front of him. With earthy faces, they are usually only responsible for buying food and taking care of the lives of the little novices, where have they ever seen such a thrilling picture, as the dark and dull shadows of the trees pressed down, the two of them were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground one after another.

Just when the two thought they were dead, a strange shadow suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Ryu—"

"Thorny!"

The sound of the collapse came to an abrupt end, and several people were still alive. The monks who were at a loss came to their senses, only to find that the big green tree that was about to kill them just now had disappeared without a trace.

The little fat man who pushed them aside was still picking up the dry food that everyone had left on the ground.

The earthquake has gradually stopped. Suddenly, after the fat boy picked up and ate the food, he didn't need to be greeted by others, and he consciously climbed back to the basket that belonged to him.

The only ones left were the low-ranking monks whose hair was messy and frightened.

"That big tree, did you let him eat it?" After being reborn, Sharon not only has her physical body been strengthened, but even her eyesight seems to have been strengthened a lot.

"Ahh Unexpectedly, that cute little fat man really has a hidden treasure in his stomach......"

Different from the fleeting scene that everyone saw, Li Ang had the pupil of psionic energy, and of course he could clearly see that the little fat man suddenly grew his mouth to the size of a swimming pool at the moment when the uncle was about to smash down, and with a sting, he swallowed a huge thick tree trunk and eaten rice noodles into his stomach.

To the naked eye, it seems to be only a momentary thing, and many people just feel that the giant tree disappears out of thin air, and when they blink an eye, there are still traces left. Fortunately, the rhythm of the qi level caused by these supernatural powers will stay in front of the heart for a while.

"Are they, are they?" Sharon asked abruptly again.

"Well...... It's hard to say. Leon thought for a moment and replied. In this world, he knows a few Taoists who are quite capable of selling supernatural powers. It's just that the five boys in front of him don't look like they have been carefully taught, and looking at the little fat man's skills, Li Ang can't tell what is different from the Taoists.

There is only one point, Li Ang knows very well: if their situation is similar to that guy Xiaobai, will the physique of the unfortunate son also be superimposed by five times?

It's scary to think about.

Fortunately, for the next few days, nothing happened along the way.

It's just that the better the situation is, the more Li Ang feels that his heart is not steady. On the contrary, the invisible pressure of "the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings" is silently piled up in my heart.

The rest of the team seemed to be subtly affected by this as well. Although Rao is not usually talkative, Uncle Gesang, who always chats with Li Ang from time to time, has also become taciturn. When encountering some dangers, he only relied on rattles to remind everyone to pay attention.

And Langga, the leader of the lama team who already cherishes words like gold, has not said a word since the earthquake, with a pair of "I don't know, even if I know, I won't say it." Don't bother me anyway".

The others, seeing that the two principals were silent, naturally did not dare to say more. The horse team lined up in a long snake formation was gradually enveloped by the oppressive atmosphere.

What's wrong with everyone? Although he was uncomfortable in his heart, Li Ang did not directly ask the pot head. In addition to seizing the time to urge the reincarnation treasure mirror to absorb the aura between heaven and earth at every opportunity, Li Ang was nothing more than exchanging a few words with Sharon about his own experience in guiding internal qi.

It wasn't until he inadvertently felt the spiritual energy reserve of the reincarnation mirror that Li Ang suddenly woke up.

The scenery around it became more and more dilapidated. It's either the depression of late autumn and the middle of winter, or it's dilapidated! A dilapidated crop of grass.

Unfolding the old map that Sharon handed over, Leon was sure that the place where the caravan was now settled should be Kangding. This is not far from the Tibetan area, it should be a place where the sky is high and the grass is beautiful, and cattle and sheep are everywhere. But what came into view in front of him was a barren land where the water and plants were exhausted, black clouds overwhelmed the city, and there was no life.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Leon couldn't believe that this was really the place depicted in that popular ballad.

No wonder Uncle Gesang's temper is getting worse and worse.

If he was in his position, Leon could easily understand his feelings. After all, every time you bring someone to buy supplies, you have to go far from the main road, go to a slightly larger bazaar, and pay higher and higher prices...... Any pot head, I guess I'm going to have to go crazy, probably.

Moreover, there is another reason why the current situation makes Uncle Gesang, who is known for his experience, panic, that is, the current situation has not appeared in the various adventures he has seen in his decades of horse racing career!

In other words, whether it is a seasoned caravan pot head or a hidden tantric master, they are out-and-out rookies in the face of what they will experience next.

Therefore, their silence has both an element of tension and an element of agitation.

The feeling is like the feet of a horse on the road for the first time, panicked and exciting, as if God will demand a huge price from him for any reckless decision.

"Here, we've been here."

Li Ang, who was awakened from his chaotic thoughts by Sharon's cold words, quickly looked around when he heard the words.

My goodness! Have you already arrived at this place?

Here, Leon and Sharon did visit.

Turning the mountain road, the canyon is wide open, and three famous rivers rush down, and the water vapor that covers the sky and the sun runs for thousands of miles...... That's right, it's back here - the place where the three rivers flow together in front of the Meili Snow Mountain. It was here that Leon also tried his first hand at using the Reincarnation Mirror to collect psionic energy.

It's just that the scene in front of me is a little different from what I remember. The three majestic rivers have simply turned into wilting streams, and the once heroic feng shui and earth qi are now only dry rivers with vain momentum.

Faced with the devastated scene in front of him, Uncle Gesang finally spoke.

"Can you tell us now? Your intentions. His gaze was awe-inspiring, as if he was about to stab Lang Ga back on the other side.

"I've told you before." Lang Ga did not flinch, his eyes were not sharp, but his momentum was not compared to Uncle Gesang. In other words, his group of monks may not be as good as Luo Quan's cultivation, but there should be no doubt about the consciousness of contributing to the secret cause of Tantra for thousands of years.

"We have always wanted to find a reincarnated spirit child who can lead our four factions towards unification."

What a surprising and expected answer.

"Huh." Uncle Gesang sneered when he heard this, and his burly body collapsed three steps forward in succession, and the tip of his nose almost hit Lang Ga, who was calm and calm. As a Tibetan of faith, his behavior is really a bit abnormal.

Just as Uncle Gesang stepped forward and tried to further ask the Grand Lama about the ins and outs of the matter, the thick dark clouds overhead finally overwhelmed the decadent wasteland.

And the three rivers that had turned into a trickle and were finally completely exhausted at this time.

With a thunderclap, it smashed down without warning, and landed between Uncle Gesang and Archmage Langga, forcing the two of them away. Immediately, dozens of thunderbolts also fell one after another, smashing all around.

Unable to delve into the content of the conversation between the two, Leon and Sharon had no choice but to disperse nearby. And the horses, who were not nimble enough on their legs, were miserable, and at the moment two of them could not dodge, and were charred together with the horses that were full of goods and could not go fast.

"Fuck! What the hell do you want to do? "Seeing his subordinates die one after another, where can Uncle Gesang still be able to control it, if it weren't for the serial thunder that forced him to retreat, he couldn't wait to catch Lang Ga immediately and use the Tibetan knife to force him to explain things clearly!

At this time, Li Ang and Sharon had already hid in the barrier held up by Luo Quan's Liuhe treasure clothes. Along the way, Luo Quan also kept improving his fit with Baoyi, and now the shelter he held up was the size of a yurt, enough to accommodate more than a dozen people to hide.

"Pothead, come in!"

Although he had a lot of complaints about Master Langga, who was making a mysterious appearance, Li Ang saw that Uncle Gesang was a little difficult to protect himself in the face of the thunder in the sky, and hurriedly shouted at him.

On the contrary, it was Luo Quan's senior brothers, looking at Lang Ga who looked different, and at Uncle Gesang who was furious, but they didn't know which side they should stand on for a while.

At the same time, Uncle Gesang, who was in the center of the thunder light, was calmer than everyone else, and seeing that he couldn't talk to Lang Ga, he hurriedly raised his head and shouted at the horses' feet:

"Bring all the novices here!"

A group of horsemen who were holding their heads and scurrying were already frightened by the scene of the yin wind roaring and the thunder devouring the sky, and they were desperate to flee for their lives, and several people were lost during the process, if they hadn't heard Uncle Gesang's greeting, they gathered in time, and I don't know how many more people would have died in the chaotic escape.

The surviving twenty or thirty people were crowded into the shelter area of more than ten square meters, everyone was a little overwhelmed, and after a few breaths, someone finally asked:

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