"Are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Wen Xiaobai, who had tears on his face, wanted to put his hand on Yanqing's outstretched hand, but when he saw that his hand was dirty, he retracted it again, his eyes were very worried, and he didn't understand why such a powerful person would help him.

Yan Qing smiled, stretched out his hand, grabbed Wen Xiaobai's retracted hand tightly, and pulled him up.

"Don't be afraid, you should be able to feel that I'm a good person."

Wen Xiaobai stood timidly next to Yanqing, he hesitated for a while, plucked up the courage and said, "Thank you"

"No thanks, when this kind of thing happens, my martial artists should help out." Yanqing touched Wen Xiaobai's head and said gently. Suddenly, Yan Qing's eyes froze, and he saw the stump bones and blood on the ground.

"It's ......"

"This is the bones of everyone in our small group of warriors except me, I don't know why, after I went to collect firewood and came back, everyone died. I took the bones with me and prepared to bury them, but I couldn't protect them. Wen Xiaobai said silently, looking very sad

Yan Qing sighed and didn't speak, although he didn't experience this kind of grief of losing his loved ones, he also knew that the taste was definitely uncomfortable, and this was definitely an extremely heavy blow to a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.

"I don't understand why our little group was wiped out, we didn't mess with anyone." Wen Xiaobai muttered.

"Who said you didn't mess with anyone, you messed with Lord Wei Gong." The Mortal Realm martial artist who was blown away by Yan Qing slowly stood up, clutched his chest, and stared at Yan Qing and Wen Xiaobai fiercely. Yanqing's punch directly shattered several of his ribs and seriously injured him.

"Why, we didn't mess with him." Wen Xiaobai shouted excitedly. There was a look of hatred in the eyes of the warriors of the Mortal Realm.

"Heh, if our Lord Wei Gong wants to clear the field, you small groups will naturally be destroyed, otherwise the Golden Bridge will be wasted if you people get it." The warrior said proudly.

"Golden Bridge chance? I see. Yan Qing was silent, it turned out that the source of this qiē was caused by him, but the Wei Gong that this martial artist said was too brutal, and in order to clear the field, he wanted to eradicate all the small groups of martial artists in this area and kill many innocent people.

Cracking sound!

Yan Qing's fingers clicked, and he was angry. Such a person is definitely a tumor in the Aurora Star, and even in the Swan Star Field, one of the most important trials carried out by every Tianfu student on the path of trial is to eliminate this kind of person, which is the obligation of Tianfu students.

"Who is Wei Gong? What is the cultivation? Yan Qing asked in a deep voice.

"What, you don't even know that Lord Wei Gong is from a foreign region, right? Lord Wei Gong is an immortal, and he can kill you with one finger—" The martial artist sneered.

"Immortal, it seems that my first enemy on the path of trials is him." Yan Qing whispered, his eyes cold.

"What do you say? I can't hear you. ”

The Mortal Realm martial artist thought that Yan Qing was afraid, and said proudly: "If you don't hurry up and make amends to me, you dare to attack me, I am Lord Wei Gong's subordinate, if you offend me, you will offend Lord Wei Gong, no one on this Aurora Star can save you." ”

Wen Xiaobai hid behind Yanqing's back, this martial artist made him very scared.

Yan Qing frowned, but he forgot to deal with the guy in front of him, he raised his hand, and a cloud of frozen gas condensed, and the temperature around him dropped by dozens of degrees, making Wen Xiaobai shiver.

"What are you doing here, if you attack me, you will definitely not survive, Lord Wei Gong will kill you." The warrior said inwardly.

"I already know everything I want to know, you talk too much nonsense."

Freeze Punch!

Yan Qing's body moved, spanning hundreds of meters, and instantly pressed on the chest of that Mortal Realm martial artist, and Yuan Energy erupted.

Sting!

The ice crystals spread rapidly, covering his entire body, turning this incredible Mortal Realm martial artist into an ice sculpture. Yanqing threw another punch with all his might.

Rumble!

The ice sculpture shattered, and this martial artist was directly torn apart, turning into hundreds of pieces.

This is a trial of life and death, and Yan Qing knows very well that the enemy must be killed as quickly as possible, and do not give the enemy any chance, otherwise once the enemy has any killer tricks to turn the tables, or notify other enemies to come, it will be bad at that time.

Yan Qing shook the ice crystals that splashed on his body and came to the shocked Wen Xiaobai.

"It's amazing."

Wen Xiaobai stared at Yan Qing with a very adoratory gaze, full of relief, this person with the bronze box on his back was too strong, and the Mortal Realm martial artist he was afraid of was defeated at once.

Wen Xiaobai squatted down and found the broken bag, his little face wrinkled together, with a look of frustration, he couldn't hold everyone's corpses.

"Here you go" Yanqing looked at the stump on the ground, took out a bag from the space ring, and handed it to Wen Xiaobai.

"Come on, I'll clean up with you."

"Thank you" Wen Xiaobai burst into tears, except for the small group of people, no one had ever been so gentle to him.

Dozens of minutes later, Wen Xiaobai put the undamaged stump into the bag, Yan Qing stared at the corpse of the Mortal Realm martial artist, and with a wave of his robe sleeve, a ball of solar golden flame fell, turning it into nothingness.

"Let's go, there's a dead man here, and it's expected that someone will come soon, and we have to get out of here. Are there any cities nearby? Yanqing asked.

"Yes, there is a small village a few dozen miles to the east. I'm going there too. Wen Xiaobai picked up the bag and said to Yanqing.

"Then I'll go with you, it just so happens that I'm very unfamiliar with this place." Yan Qing said with a smile.

"That's great, I'm not afraid of you anymore." Wen Xiaobai said happily.

…………

"My name is Yanqing, what's your name?"

"My name is Wen Xiaobai, Wen is the temperature of the temperature, and Xiaobai is Xiaobai."

The figures of the two men slowly disappeared into the distance, and after an hour, a streamer of light fell from the place where the previous battle had been fought.

This is a red-haired young man, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and he is also a Mortal Realm martial artist, with an indifferent expression. He took out the communicator and said, "Head, Guo Ming disappeared here, although there is no trace, there are energy fluctuations." It should have been killed. ”

"The Mortal Realm martial artist is also a big combat force, find out the person who killed Guo Ming, it is very likely that Lord Wei Gong's opponents did it, you have to investigate this matter carefully, gather the Mortal Realm martial artists, let them clean this area in groups, don't be left alone." On the other side of the communicator, there is humanity.

"Head, understood." The young man in red hung up the phone, he lowered his head and picked up some dirt, he smelled the bloody gas from it, this bloody gas belongs to many people, his eyes are deep, he looks to the east, tracking the breath, he is the best at.

"You can't escape from the people who killed us."

The red-haired young man stepped on a spiritual light and chased in the direction where Yan Qing and Wen Xiaobai had disappeared.