"What are you doing, I don't want to go in!" Ling Yu'er was pushed to the door of the tent by the thunderstorm, struggling to see the excitement.

"Obedient, you look so beautiful, if someone robs me, I'll have to look for you!" Lei Jingyu was not good at words, but for some reason he was very relaxed in front of Ling Yu'er.

"Oh, that's okay!" Ling Yu'er looked into the distance again, and with some unwillingness, she opened the curtain and got in. Thunderstorm turned around and continued to return to the fire to roast the cooked meat, and as he roasted, he kept looking in the direction from which the sound came.

A few moments later, a group of centaurs appeared in his sight. Lei Jingyu looked fixedly, "Hehe, it's an acquaintance!" Running at the front of the horse team was one of the two guards of the Snow Melting Lord, and at that time, a sword could knock out a cultivator's soap-robed old man.

A convoy of about twenty horses was running in the direction of the thunderstorm, and in a short time came to his tent.

"Boy, have you seen a barbarian?" asked a cultivator holding a double mace beside the soap-robed old man, pointing to the thunderstorm.

"Uncle, I didn't see the little one. What, what are you called a barbarian?" Thunderstorm stood up in fear, nodded and replied.

"Haha, I don't even know the barbarians!" many cultivators sitting on the horses behind the soap-robed old man laughed.

"You don't know any barbarians, you're the only one here who has set up a tent here, and we've searched all the other places!" the cultivator put his pestle on the tip of the thunderous nose with a lofty gesture.

"The villain really doesn't know, uncle!" Thunderstorm took a step back and let go of the gong in his hand.

"Elder Teng, my subordinates are really suspicious when they look at this kid!" the cultivator sat on his horse and gestured to the old man in the soap robe. The old man in the soap robe, who was called Teng Lao, did not speak, and glanced at the tent with slanted eyes.

"Someone, search the tent!" the cultivator moved forward with one hand, and in an instant, several cultivators who were close to him dismounted one after another, forming a formation that could be both offensive and defensive, and forced towards the tent.

"Eh... Thunderstorm hurried to the door of the tent and stopped them with open arms.

"The sister is ugly, she hasn't seen the world yet, don't frighten the adults!"

"Your sister?" the cultivator was just about to get angry, but when he heard a woman in the tent, he couldn't help but have an imperceptible smile on his face.

"Your sister!" Lei Jingyu scolded in his heart, but he still pretended to be sincerely frightened on his face. "Excuse me, my little sister is really hard to see!"

"We are serious imperial soldiers, is it possible that we can still rob people?" the double cultivator nodded towards the tent with his toes proud, and after hearing the order, everyone no longer hesitated, raised their legs and rushed forward.

"Roar!" With a loud roar, the tent moved quickly and rushed towards the cultivators.

"Is this a tent?" Lei Yu looked at the rushing tent in amazement, the mountain wind blew, and the tarpaulin that had been pulled out of the ground was fluttering in the wind.

"Thunder and rain!" Ling Yu'er got up from the ground and hurriedly ran over.

"What the hell is this? Who would do such a prank except for three. But the three of them are gone!" Seeing Ling Yu'er stumbling, Lei Jingyu ran towards him with a look of shame, and hurriedly supported her arm with his hand.

"He, don't let me speak, and cover my mouth with his hand!" Ling Yu'er pointed to the tent that had already rushed into the crowd.

"Who, tent?" Lei Jingyu looked at Ling Yu'er with a confused expression.

"Take it!" the cultivator ordered, and took the lead in dismounting and rushing to the tent.

"As soon as you pushed me into the tent, I saw a giant taller than you hiding in a corner, and when he saw me enter, he covered my mouth.

He covered me inside and listened for a while, and when he found that he couldn't hide it anymore, he threw me aside and tried to rush out, but he was so tall that he took the tent with him when he rushed out!" Ling Yu'er described the thunderstorm aggrievedly while constantly spitting out.

"Then you won't bite him!" Lei Jingyu said jokingly as he looked at her embarrassed appearance.

"I bitten, but his skin was as hard as iron, and there were grass blades and dirt chips on it!" Ling Yu'er said, sticking out her tongue and spitting it out.

"You're pretty careful!" Thunderstorm was speechless.

As they spoke, the battle in the open space had begun. Several cultivators surrounded the tent and attacked continuously, but the tent was scurrying around like a fly without a head.

The attacks of the cultivators fell on him, but he could only see that the tent was constantly being cut out, and the people inside didn't even snort as if they were fine. In a few moments, the tent was torn to rags.

"This thing is expensive, the quality is really good!" Lei Jingyu helped Ling Yu'er to play haha, while constantly moving backwards.

"Stop them!" Teng Yunma whispered to the cultivators beside him.

"Little thief, where are you going!" the cultivator rushed to the thunderstorm with a single knife in hand.

"My lord, my little sister was a little frightened, I'll help her go over there to rest for a while!" Seeing someone coming forward, Lei Jingyu quickly turned Ling Yu'er around and turned his back to the visitor.

"Hmph, you little thief, you don't have a word of truth in your mouth. You.. Turn around!" the cultivator stretched forward and pointed at Ling Yu'er.

There was no way, Ling Yu'er could only turn around. Melon seed face, willow eyebrows, big eyes, dark green long hair with two pointed ears. When a beautiful face appeared in front of the cultivator's eyes, the cultivator was stunned for a moment, not only him, but also the clouds in the distance could be seen clearly.

"Little thief, don't act rashly!" a low voice came from a distance, but it was unusually clear to the thunderous ears.

Thunder Storm protected Ling Yu'er behind him with one hand and leaned against a tree, his eyes stared at the clouds tightly, and he took a restrained breath to urge the true yuan in his body to circulate rapidly.

In the clearing, the tent on the barbarian had been torn apart by the cultivators, and I saw the barbarian roar loudly, and easily removed the remaining strips of cloth on his body, revealing a body of vigorous muscles, and there was obviously a wound on his left shoulder that had not yet healed, condensing a layer of black blood scabs.

This barbarian is the leader of the barbarians who was shot by him with an arrow in the shoulder in Torando, "Damn, didn't I shoot this wound!" Looking at the wound on his body, Lei Jingyu stared at the barbarian leader with wide eyes and said secretly in his heart.

The barbarians were surrounded by groups, and although a few of them had already been knocked down, the attacks of the cultivators still greeted him as if they didn't want money. Even though he was physically strong, there were many wounds on his body at this time. Coupled with the involvement of the shoulder wound, the barbarian's strength could not be exerted much.

"Hmph!" the barbarian slapped a cultivator away, took a step back, and the double cultivator waited for an opportunity to go up and stabbed the barbarian on the shoulder, and the barbarian roared in pain.

"Isn't it just destroying a few of your buildings, a city gate, it's endless!" the barbarian took two steps back, moving his shoulder.

"Don't talk nonsense, the lord of the country sent us to take you back, if you have anything to say, you can say it in front of the lord of the country!" At the end of the sentence, the cultivator of the double gong once again deceived himself, and the barbarian also roared angrily to meet him.

The figure flickered and moved, and the cultivator was extremely fast, constantly circling the barbarian, and attacking the barbarian's injured part with his left and right moves.

The barbarian body is huge, the machine is not very flexible, and there are many injuries on his body, so he can't help the cultivator for a while.

"Fight quickly!" Teng Yunjian urged on the periphery, and suddenly all the cultivators stopped watching, and greeted the barbarians with blades in their hands.

"Boy, is he your sister?" Teng Yunjian rode to the thunderstorm, and the whip in his hand pointed at Ling Yu'er.

"Yes, my lord, this is my little sister, we went into the mountain a few days ago to find some medicinal herbs that can be used!" Lei Jingyu leaned against the big tree, and looked at the old man with smart eyes.

"Little thief, you are a human race, she is a spirit race, how did you get such a cheap sister?" Teng Yunjian squinted his eyes and looked at the thunderous rain.

"Adults don't know, this is my sister-in-law, not a compatriot!" Lei Jingyu replied to the old man, thinking about how to get out.

"Oh, that's right, your brother and sister are walking alone in the snow and ice, and they are all alone. Well, the old man is a nosy man.

You two brothers and sisters go back with me, I will give you an errand in the city, and it is better than begging for a living in this place where birds don't, you see!" Teng Yunjian spoke, his eyes staring at Ling Yu'er without blinking.

Lei Jingyu didn't know what his idea was, so he brought people back first, and then it was not his word to kill or kill him in the future.

"My lord, I don't bother you, boy, we poor children are used to this kind of life!" said Lei Jingyu like an old man arching his hand, shaking his head.

"Hmph, don't eat and drink for toasting, look at the two of you, the child who dresses to the poor?" Teng Yunjian couldn't help but be annoyed and angry when he saw through his plan.

Lei Jingyu turned his head to look at it, and he didn't feel ashamed. He himself was dressed in a cyan robe, and he looked quite handsome. Ling Yu'er wore an emerald green suit, looking heroic. Judging from where the two of them didn't want to come out of a poor family, they secretly said in their hearts that they couldn't just talk nonsense when they made up nonsense in the future.

"That's how I speak, do you have any ideas?" I couldn't pretend anymore, Lei Jingyu's tone changed, and he stared at the old man with his eyebrows, and he was a completely different person just now.

"Yo, little thief, look at how the old man cleans you up!" Teng Yunjian laughed instead of being angry, and raised the whip in his hand to draw down.

"Ahh I saw that the double cultivator was grabbed by the barbarian and threw his feet into the air, and the scream was shouted when he flew up.

"Waste, a bunch of waste!" Teng Yunjian's gaze rose with the figure of the twin cultivators. As he was about to fall, the brute jumped to his feet, grabbed his legs in mid-air, and threw his waist and abdomen to the ground.