Cinnabar said seriously: "There is still one day left before the date set by Elder Zhou Xiaoyi, I plan to go around this mountain top, and wait until tomorrow morning to start descending the mountain and return to the camp." ”

"Actually, Cinnabar Boss, you are a spiritual cultivator, this search for spirit beasts really has a great advantage, although I Tang Xiaojiao is not talented, my mind is very useful. ”

Tang Xiaojiao smiled and said, "In this way, we might as well go together and distribute the beast pills we have obtained at most, I don't know what you think?"

"In that case, what's the point of the so-called solo trial, let alone ......?"

Cinnabar said with disgust on his face: "I don't need you, I also found a lot, and I killed it quickly, and if you have one more, you will be tired, you still have to die of this heart." ”

Tang Xiaojiao saw that Cinnabar ignored his proposal, and he was also very disappointed at the moment.

But considering that he would be in the same group in the future, he didn't want to offend him, so he pretended to be magnanimous:

"The little brother of Shicai just tested the cinnabar boss to see if you really follow the rules of the door, and now when I see it, I am really strong-minded, which is really admirable. ”

Cinnabar looked at Tang Xiaojiao's smiling face, and the lies that came from his mouth were a little boring.

He sighed deeply, said goodbye to him, and turned away.

Tang Xiaojiao looked at the figure of cinnabar gradually moving away, and couldn't help but be a little resentful: "Hmph, what kind of pride, one day, let you know how powerful Tang Xiaoye is." ”

While boasting to himself, he walked down the hill in great disappointment, but his mouth kept muttering, and he seemed to complain.

Cinnabar was hundreds of meters away, and he could still clearly hear the whisper of his lips, but he could only smile helplessly.

He gathered his mind, put the small sword in his sheath, lifted his spirits, and continued to march towards the top of the mountain.

At this moment, time is late again, the sunset reflects half of the sky, and the twilight hour has quietly arrived.

The mountains and jungles in the distance have gradually converged with the sky, and the already lonely mountains and forests seem to be extraordinarily quiet, and the mountains are endless ups and downs, but there is a dynamic picture, which is really emotional.

Cinnabar stood in the sunset, and the figure stretched out an oblique shadow, and there was a lot of emotion in my heart.

Since Zhou Xiaoxiao made the three-day rule, now two days have passed unconsciously, and after returning to the camp one more day, the battle faced at that time is the beginning of the real trial.

The resolute look in his eyes was revealed, and he secretly made up his mind that he would spare no effort to carry out the trial trip of the first mountain range.

......

On the third day of the trial, it was in the middle of the afternoon.

Spirit beast a heavy mountain range, plains camp area.

At this time, the sun gradually tilted, and the distant mountains in the golden yellow were as gray as the magnificence of Dai.

In this camp, the milky white smoke and the gray twilight mixture, as if covering the pavilions, ridges, forest tops, and camp tents—a thin layer of gold paper, makes them looming, fluttering, and has a strange atmosphere.

At the entrance to a specially zoned area of the camp stood a beautiful woman with a good face.

Her expression was calm as usual, but in her beautiful eyes, there was a hint of anxiety.

In this camp, there are already many negative sword disciples who have begun to return one after another.

These disciples were either dusty or smiling, but every time they passed by this beautiful woman, they all bowed down and gave a very respectful attitude.

On the contrary, this beautiful woman seemed to ignore them, and often only snorted coldly in her mouth, which was regarded as an answer.

These disciples all knew that this beautiful woman's temper had never been good, so naturally they didn't dare to argue and resist, so they only walked back to the camp after each of them smiled bitterly.

In the eyes of the beautiful woman, the anxiety is still not gone, and she will always close her eyes and sense the distance.

Those who are familiar with her understand that she is a spiritual cultivator herself, and this move is to use the method of spiritual observation to inquire about the scope of visitors.

It's just that after checking these times, she didn't find any more disciples coming, and she said to herself with concern:

"Of these forty people, only thirty-six people have returned now, and there are still four people who have not returned, especially the two spiritual cultivation disciples of Haoxuan and Cinnabar, who have never returned, which is really worrying. ”

She tilted her head and pondered, counting the disciples who had returned.

It was finally confirmed that there was no return to the list of disciples, in addition to Yun Haoxuan and Cinnabar, there seemed to be another disciple named Feng Que, but the fourth person couldn't remember it anyway.

She whispered softly: "Haoxuan, cinnabar, Fengque, who is the last one who hasn't come back?"

"It's Duan Leng. A man's voice suddenly came from behind her, and he replied very heartily:

Hearing this voice, she didn't feel abrupt, but suddenly said in her expression: "By the way, it's him." ”

This beautiful woman is outstanding, naturally she is the Yunyan Elder.

And the man who reminded him behind him was a man with a full beard, naturally it was Zhou Xiaowaist, the elder of law enforcement.

Zhou Xiaoxiao looked at Yunyan here, but his eyes were soft.

He knew in his heart that this Yunyan Elder had always been cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and on weekdays, he was cold on the surface and vicious in his words, but in fact, he was extremely concerned about these disciples in his heart.

At that moment, he couldn't help but sigh with relief: "Elder Yun, this place is a mountain range of spirit beasts, even if it is a disciple in the cultivation stage, it can be safe, not to mention that they are all above the cultivation stage. ”

He said calmly: "Moreover, Yun Haoxuan and Cinnabar are even more spiritual cultivators, they can get a glimpse of the danger, and they are safer than those ordinary disciples, so why should you be so worried." ”

Yun Yan glanced at him and said coldly, "How do you know that I care about them?" I just want to see which disciples who are not successful will arrive at the latest. ”

Zhou Xiaoxiao knew that she was tough, so he didn't reason too much, only gave a few words, and turned around and returned to the camp.

At this moment, the black-clothed young man suddenly appeared at the entrance with Yun Haoxuan.

It turned out that the two of them met by chance on the way back, so they returned together.

Seeing Yunyan standing in front of him, Feng Que nodded slightly, and swept past Yunyan, he was originally a person in the Divine Domain, so naturally there was no need to be overly respectful.

And Yun Haoxuan saw Yun Yan, but he hurriedly said hello, their sister and brother already had a deep relationship, and now seeing that their brother returned safely, most of the stones in Yun Yan's heart also fell.

After Yun Haoxuan also entered the camp, Yun Yan suddenly had a strange feeling.

Because of the remaining two people who did not return, Cinnabar and Duan Leng, both came from Quanying's disciples.

It seems that the disciples under Quan Ying's sect are not so worry-free!

For some reason, she suddenly remembered that Quanying's disciple, the obscene Huang Geng, and her heart jumped for no reason, so she quickly turned her attention to him.

At this moment, there is less than half an hour before the end of the hour.

However, the scorching sun shone like a golden disc, and the sky was a beautiful color, covered with golden clouds, and as the sun set in the west, the camp area here was bathed in the afterglow of the sunset.

The disciples who came early were whispering in small quarters, or walking among the bushes, and some of the tents had already started to cook on fires.

The evening breeze comes slowly, making people feel refreshed.

This is like the dangerous area of the Spirit Beast Mountain Range, and it is more like a leisurely place for tourism.

On a small hill not far from the camp.

A young man sitting cross-legged next to a rocky pile finally slowly opened his eyes, and his face was quite solemn.

In the distance beside him, there was a remnant of corpse debris, apparently just bursting open, and looking at the tracks, it was clearly the corpse fragments of an iron-tailed pangolin.