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The two of them and a cat lay in a triangle around the campfire, and slept comfortably.

In the middle of the night, they were awakened together, and there was a slight vibration on the ground of several people walking, a little messy, like a load, and like tired and procrastinating, and walking faster and faster, but not the kind of steps that were ready to attack.

Outside the camp, it was pitch black all around, and their campfire and the fluorescent stone on the flagpole were the only sources of light, and once irrelevant outsiders saw the contents of the flag, if they didn't want to fight, they often hesitated at first, instead of speeding up like now.

Lu Xiaoman and Xi Mo looked at each other, "This disciple! ”

Xi Mo immediately cleaned up the two of them on the ground, and then added more firewood to the bonfire to make the fire burn more vigorously, while Lu Xiaoman took out a large amount of fluorescent stone and paved a light path to guide the way outside the array.

After waiting for about tea time, Lu Xiaoman and Xi Mo finally saw a vague group of figures in the night, and there were twenty or thirty people just counting the tall and low heads.

"Hey! I said, Senior Sister Lu, Senior Brother Xi, don't stand and watch! Let's help! We are all wounded! ”

Before the group approached, Lu Xiaoman and Xi Mo heard a hoarse but familiar voice calling out to the two of them.

"Gan Xinli?!"

"Senior Brother Gan?! Wow, finally seeing acquaintances again! ”

Lu Xiaoman immediately threw out the boat and flew over steadily, under the light of fluorescent stone, the leader was really Gan Xinli, the fifth child of the Gan family in the top ten families of the sect, with a bloody face, and the people around him were also tired from resting after the war, there were familiar brothers and sisters, and more strangers who didn't know each other.

"They are all their own people, the children of related families." Gan Xinli still had a wounded man with a broken leg on his shoulder, and as soon as the boat approached, he held the side of the boat with one hand, and he was about to fall down.

"Alright, alright, come up quickly."

Bian Zhou couldn't sit down so twenty or thirty people, Lu Xiaoman drove Bian Zhou back and forth a few times before moving people back, these people just opened their mouths and panted when they fell to the ground, like fish on the shore, but a few people gasped very badly, and when they heard it, they hurt their lungs, and Lu Xiaoman hurriedly put oxygen masks on these people, and then dealt with their lung injuries.

Lu Xiaoman and Xi Mo were busy back and forth a few times, and the terrifying wheezing sound gradually subsided, and they washed their hands, spread out the tea table, and gave each person a large cup of hot tea to quench their thirst and calm their nerves.

"Senior Brother Gan, do you want to eat? There is powder and noodles. ”

"Noodles?" Gan Xinli looked at his hand, "I want to eat, but I don't have the strength to hold chopsticks." ”

"Sheet soup? How about eating with a spoon? Cook in stock. ”

"And dashi? Little sister, you are well prepared! ”

"We have built a large camp of the Heaven Seeking Sect in the hilly area, and we have already gathered more than a hundred people, and the soup stock is ready-made from the camp."

Gan Xinli suddenly choked up, and in the midst of all the small laughter around him, he extended a thumbs up to Lu Xiaoman and Xi Mo.

"There's really you two!"

"So, do you want some hot soup now? Or do you want to know what the camp is like? And, what's going on with you? Fought viciously? One by one, the spiritual power has dried up, where is your flying sword, Senior Brother Gan? Aren't you a double cultivator of swordsmanship? ”

"It's a long story, I want to eat first, a big bowl of noodles, a full bowl." Gan Xinli is now so tired that he relies on the cup of hot tea in his hand to stay awake.

"No problem. Good right away. ”

Lu Xiaoman immediately got up and sat in the pot, hot broth, the next slice, by the way, I asked a circle of other people, all of them had no opinions, they were all exhausted now, the hands holding the teacup were trembling, and the noodle soup eaten with a spoon sounded good.

The noodles and broth are ready-made, and they cook quickly, and Simer puts all kinds of bowls and spoons before the first pot of noodle soup is ready, and a large bowl full of them is served to Gan Xinli first, the hot air and rich aroma immediately dispel the tiredness of the body, and a mouthful of hot soup is in the stomach, and there is a sense of relief that finally returns to the world and no longer revolves with death.

"Oops, it's alive! It's really alive! Gan Xinli spoonful after spoonful, took a bite and sighed, "It's good to be alive!" ”

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