Tong Yao also walked over and helped Murong Xi carry these people out.

Among them, the youngest looked to be in his teens, and the oldest looked to be in his forties, judging from the time when it was rumored that the disciples of Shouxian Valley had disappeared, these older ones were probably the first wave of disciples who were missing.

They weren't missing, but they had been sealed away from the Immortal Law and locked behind a dark iron gate.

Together, the two men brought the crowd out of the iron gate.

Because many people have been locked in for a long time, the moment they see the sun, they subconsciously raise their hands, and they don't even dare to face the light, and they shrink to a place where there is no sunlight.

There were also people who sat for a long time and didn't move, and it was difficult to even stand up, so Tong Yao and Murong Xi could only stand up and drag them out of it.

By the time everyone was brought out, it was already dusk.

Tong Yao was so tired that he sat on the ground straight on the street, and Murong Xi was also slightly gasping, looking at a group of Xuanmen disciples on the ground.

Now like this, how can there be a little bit of elegance that people in the Xuanmen should have.

After resting for a while, Tong Yao eased her strength, stood up, and asked Murong Xi, "What now?" ”

With so many people, it was hard enough for them to carry them out, and it was almost impossible to take them all out.

Murong Xi looked at the sky for a moment and said, "This place is very close to the Southern Realm Immortal Gate, you wait here, and I will come when I go." ”

"And how long do I have to wait?" Tong Yao panicked for no reason.

I don't know if there are any other weirdness in this Shouxian Valley, so he is relieved to be alone with a group of people who have no immortal law and are still unclear?

Tong Yao had a reluctant look on her face.

Murong Xi looked at her quietly, now Tong Yao can only use the lowest level of immortal methods, if something happens, he really can't deal with it.

So, he waved his sleeves and drew a big circle outside Tong Yao and the others.

"This barrier can last for an hour, and within an hour, I will bring men."

Tong Yao looked at him gratefully: "Then you must come back within an hour~~~"

Murong Xi didn't answer, thought about it, and took the bone flute out of his sleeve:

"If there is a case, blow the bone flute, and the spirit officer will appear."

That guy is a speech official and not a military attaché, to put it bluntly, he is a cannon, and that mouth has no ability except to scold people.

But it's a nine-fold heaven and earth immortal, and it's still a little more useful than himself.

Tong Yao solemnly took the bone flute, and kept it for self-defense.

"Then you have to come back early~~~" Tong Yao looked at Murong Xi pitifully.

Murong Xi nodded, explained two more sentences, showed the dust, and walked away.

Tong Yao watched him fly away with envy, when will he be able to resist the sword~~~

I don't even have a decent sword until now......

Murong Xi was gone, and the surroundings were even more lonely.

Tong Yao was fine sitting alone, and could only talk to those delirious Xuanmen disciples:

"Are there any of you who are still conscious?"

No one answered.

Tong Yao asked again: "Not one?" How did you get locked up here? ”

Still no one answered.

"Hey, don't you stop talking! Mmmmmmmmmm......mmmm

Still no one answered.

After a long time, someone said "uh-huh...... Even spookier......

It's better not to speak......

Tong Yao held the bone flute tightly in his hand and waited for Murong Xi's return.