"Have you noticed that the robe of that Interpretation Sect disciple is embroidered with three circles of red thread?" Wan Jianxin's tone sounded low, like the sound of something heavy rolling across the wooden floor.

"Seems to have, what's wrong?" said Silver Dust indifferently, he took out the last bit of Winter Horn from the arcane space and nibbled on it, he was very hungry these days.

"That's the sign of the closed disciple of the Interpretation Sect, I suspect that she ......" Wan Jian wanted to stop talking, he actually didn't want to say these sad words in this situation where three people were "dependent on each other", but he had to remind Yinchen and make him vigilant, because the closed disciple of the Interpretation Sect was the most powerful disciple who was personally taught kung fu by the unknown head of the Interpretation Sect.

The strength of the disciples of the Interpretation Sect is not powerlessness, not cultivation, but the ability to deceive and charm. When Wan Jianxin noticed the three circles of red lines, he even suspected for a moment that the disciples of the Interpretation Sect were lying from the moment they opened their eyes.

"What's the doubt, it's a big deal that I used mind control spells to enslave her for the rest of my life, and a little Lori still wants to turn the sky upside down!" Silver Dust was already sleepy at this time, and fell asleep after eating bread, and even forgot about the defensive enchantment. His tiny body collapsed beside the huge campfire, tilting his head, and after a few moments a slight snoring sounded.

Wan Jianxin was completely petrified as if he had been caught by Medusa's gaze, and a monstrous wolf set off in his heart, and Yinchen's impatient words forced his conscience into a corner. Mind control, this is the legendary millennium ago, the evil path that was even more terrifying than the Heavenly Evil Temple, and could almost compete with the puppet sect The unique ability of the evil path "Death Valley", that ability, directly led to the unprecedented scale of the battle between good and evil thousands of years ago, which directly led to a catastrophe that swept the entire world.

"How do you have such an ability?" Wan Jianxin's body and mind trembled, his dark eyes were full of simple fear, he trembled and touched the hilt of the sword at his waist, but it seemed that he couldn't reach his sword, in front of his eyes, there was a situation in front of his eyes that Yinchen had repeatedly helped him tide over the difficulties in the past few days, and when he told what happened to him in Pan Yang City, the sad eyes appeared, Wan Jianxin's hand trembled, trembling more and more violently, and finally this tremor shattered his already firm determination.

"That's it!!!!" he thought to himself, a deep feeling of exhaustion surging through every muscle fibre in his body, and the feeling easily knocked out his will.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. Almost in the blink of an eye, a day was gone. When the temperature has passed the midday heat and slowly cools down. The three people who slept crookedly finally opened their eyes one after another.

Washed and tidyed up, and then made dinner with an unknown desert beast. Yinchen, who hadn't been exposed to meat for a long time, was very satisfied with Wan Jianxin's barbecue, but the female disciple of the Interpretation Sect didn't seem to like to eat this kind of greasy and fishy thing, so she only ate a little bit.

"Girl, the three of us are now in this secret realm, above the vast wilderness, we can be regarded as dependent on each other, why? Don't you plan to get to know each other?" Yin Chen said very carelessly while wiping his mouth with the Xiaoice block conjured by magic, and Wan Jian Xin beside him was busy wringing out the big red cloak.

"Nong's surname is Lin, his real name is Xuanchen, he was originally from Gusu, and now he lives in his uncle's house in the Chongwang Mansion of Panxing. The little beauty of the Interpretation Sect, that is, Lin Xuanchen said softly, a pair of big eyes that were bright and bright, sometimes looking at Wan Jianxin's tense face, and sometimes looking at the casual and lazy silver dust, that look was like a deer.

"People from the Chongwang Mansion, then what are you doing joining the Interpretation Sect?" Wan Jianxin asked before Yinchen could speak, his tone not particularly good at all.

"Nong...... She was originally a girl from the Lin Zhihai family in Gusu Yandao, but after her father left, she ...... So I stayed at my uncle's house. Nong was born with the symptom of 'insufficient evidence', and after seeing all over Langzhong, even the masters of the Tai Hospital came to two, but they were not good, but they were getting worse day by day, if it weren't for the fact that Daddy left a few months ago...... Fortunately, I met a master who taught Nong to meditate and cultivate qi, and he was equipped with many ginseng Yang Rong pills, and he was taking medicine while practicing, but he was afraid that he would ...... I'm afraid I won't be able to survive today......" The girl lowered her head and whispered shyly, looking more and more pitiful. When Yinchen saw it, he couldn't help but want to reach out and touch her soft little head, but when his hand was raised in the air, he couldn't get down. Only then did he remember that this was not a heroic and free Empire, but a Southern Empire with strict rules, and the big word etiquette was like a barrier of nothingness, separating him from her.

“...... The master never told Nong that the sect was not a sect, and it was not until Nong broke through to a certain realm half a month ago that he was led to the sect by the master, and then came here with the sect...... The master promised that Nong came out this time just to worship the mountain gate and gain a long insight, but in fact, he didn't have to worry about anything...... I didn't expect it to become like this as soon as I got into this. Lin Xuanchen said as he spoke, and the tears fell dripping.

When he came out, Nong lied to his uncle and the old lady that he would go to worship his father and take stock of the family's property, and he would come back in less than two months...... Who would have thought that he would almost die just after entering here, if it weren't for the two brothers desperately saving each other, Nong was afraid that he would ...... before he could repay the old lady's nurturing grace" Lin Xuanchen cried and said, suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Yinchen and Wan Jianxin.

Wan Jianxin's hand clenched suddenly, and then let go, but Yinchen felt a strange uncomfortable feeling coming from all over his body. He stretched out his hand and tried to pull the little girl up, but was stopped by Wan Jianxin.

"Pershing Chong's Mansion, that's the prince's house, and the girls there can't be touched casually. Wan Jianxin grabbed Yinchen: "You are a northerner, I probably don't know that if you ruin the girl's innocence at will, I'm afraid that people won't be able to marry in the future! Wan Jianxin said, briefly explaining to Silver Dust the so-called difference between men and women in the Southern Empire. When Yinchen heard this, his face turned dark.

"That's the etiquette law formulated by the eunuch!" Yinchen said angrily, but was immediately covered by Wan Jianxin.

"Silence! Woe comes out of your mouth, you!" Wan Jianxin said hurriedly, only to get a white eye from Yinchen.

The girl prostrate on the ground for a long time before she got up, and asked in a soft and weak voice: "The grace of the two elder brothers' recreation, Xuanchen dare not forget, if he is lucky enough to return to the palace in the future, Xuanchen will definitely be grateful!

"Divine Sword Gate, Ten Thousand Sword Hearts. Wan Jianxin let go of the hand covering Yinchen, and said with an indifferent expression: "Wan's family is ruined, and the examination is mourned, all thanks to the interpretation of the language sect, the girl's so-called heavy thanks, Wan Mou dare not comprehend, I only hope that if it falls into the hands of the girl in the future, I also ask the girl to raise her noble hand and give Wan a happy one!"

A series of harsh words made the little girl's face flush, and the tears rolled in her eyes again.

"The festival between the sect and Brother Wan, Nong really doesn't know anything, I just hope that my brother can live with adults regardless of villains, and don't embarrass Nong. Lin Xuanchen lowered his head and thought for a while before he said such a sentence timidly. After experiencing the horror of the zombie frenzy, Lin Xuanchen gradually understood the preciousness of life, and he was not like at the beginning when he had to "die decisively" at every turn.

"Okay!, we, the Divine Sword Sect, still don't bother to do things that affect the innocent!" Wan Jianxin waved his hand in a seemingly heroic manner, and temporarily bypassed the poor and cute Xiaolin Xuanchen, only to find that Yinchen had not spoken.

"This brother, haven't asked for advice yet?" Lin Xuanchen is also a very clever person, seeing Wan Jianxin's puzzled eyes, he knew what to say before he could speak? Lin Xuanchen still has a lot of closeness to Yinchen in his heart, not for anything else, just to pull himself alive and dead when he breaks through, this life-saving grace, I am afraid that it will not be too much to repay.

"Do you want to know the fake me, or the real me?" Silver Dust suddenly stood up, his expression full of solemnity and sacredness, as if the words he was about to utter would be a magical oath that would remain on earth forever.