Ying Wubao no longer insisted, followed everyone to the right passage, and soon after moving forward, his eyes suddenly opened up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the end of this passage is a small underground town, similar to the underground magic square in Beaulong, but much smaller.

Many sparkling fluorites hang over the town, like a sky full of stars, illuminating the entire space. Standing on the slope at the edge of the town, you can see the square in the center of the town, where dozens of people are fighting against several times the number of monsters.

Without further discussion, everyone jumped down the slope and hurried towards the center of the town.

The battle in the square was nearing its end, and only a few of the dozens remained. One of the tall and thin men yelled behind him as he desperately resisted the monster, "Hurry up!

The sensitive auditory Xuan Jue immediately caught the two words she cared about the most, "Holy Lord?"

She didn't have time to figure out why the Holy Lord who had disappeared for thousands of years appeared here, and her hands had already subconsciously swung out countless wind blades, splitting all the monsters in front of her into two pieces!

The tall and thin man shouted "go quickly" again, stuck in his throat alive, and choked half to death, "Ahem, ahem, who is it?"

"Where is the Holy Lord!" asked the man eagerly as she flew up to the man like a gust of wind.

The man's eyes were wary, and he clutched a tattered broadsword in his hand, blocking several of his companions behind him.

Xuan Jue stretched out her hand and pushed him aside, only to see only a shivering woman and a stubborn child behind him. The two men were also ragged and had slightly similar faces, and the woman, despite her fear, opened her hands and tried to protect the child.

"You are mother and son, where is the Holy Lord?"

Treating women and children, Xuan Jue unconsciously lowered her voice, but her "murderous" actions before were really difficult to win people's trust.

The tall and thin man who was pushed away by her fell to the ground without resistance. He had already experienced a big battle, and he didn't have much strength, so he fell down this time, and he struggled several times and couldn't get up.

This scene fell in the eyes of the mother and son, and the effect was even more terrifying than a monster!

Mo Chengqing, who followed closely, grabbed the man's collar and "put" him aside, and then took a sword to clean up the mess for Xuanjue.

"Xuan, don't be in such a hurry, how can the Holy Lord be here?" he searched for the survivors who were crushed under the monsters as he cleared out the monsters that had not completely died.

Mo Chengqing's movements are neat, although he is not proficient in healing, it is still no problem to send some water spiritual power to let the injured live for a while. Aren't Urbao and the two little ones right behind? What is there to worry about?

After a while, the monster was a monster, and the survivor was a survivor, and the two sides were clearly divided into two piles, arranged neatly.

Wubao's family was late, and Nangong Wufang consciously took the initiative to follow Mo Chengqing and mend the monster. Wu Bao took the two small ones and began to treat the wounded.

The tall and thin man who was "lightly put" aside by Mo Chengqing looked at the few people who suddenly appeared in a daze, and it took a long time before he made another sound, "Who are you?"

On the other side, Xuanjue, who was looking at the mother and son, couldn't help but start directly. She moved gently, but she was still too scared to move.

"It's weird. Even these two rags can't hide anything!" Xuan Jue "cautiously" lifted the woman's clothes, and groped around her fingers, neck, and waist, "Do you still have the Sumeru ring?"

Xuan Jue looked at the woman scrutinically, he had already searched her whole body, and he didn't find anything, let alone the Holy Lord, not even ordinary pills, change of clothes, the most basic weapons, these essential items for cultivators.

"Are you the Holy Beast White Tiger? No way!" Only the Holy Beast has its own carry-on space, and it doesn't need any carriers like the Sumeru Ring.

Ke Xuanjue herself is a white tiger, if she is really of the same race, how can she not feel it at all? These people are the vassal race of the white tiger clan at first glance, and they can be regarded as her clansmen, but they are far from the real white tiger.

"Aunt Xuan, there's a little kid in the back! You forgot to look for it!" Xiao Yue blinked, reminding seemingly innocently.

Xuan Jue smacked her lips, she really didn't forget, she just subconsciously felt that the Holy Lord was so important, and these people were not stupid, how could they hand over the Holy Lord to a child who had no cultivation?

But Xiao Yue's words woke her up, who said that children can't have cultivation? Aren't Xiao Yue and Little Star the two best examples?

With a kind smile, she grabbed the woman's shoulders with both hands and moved her away, "You let me go!

The woman suddenly screamed like crazy, and clasped the ground, "Xiaobao, run!

The tall and thin man did not receive an answer for a long time, and staggered to the woman, and with her, protected the child behind him.

Xuan Jue lifted one in one hand and threw it out gently, not forgetting to send two wisps of fresh wind to let them land safely.

She looked at the little boy in front of her who was pursing her lips tightly, and said to herself, "It seems that the Holy Lord is really on you. Little treasure, don't move!"

Xiaobao put his hands in front of his chest, stared at Xuanjue, and slowly kicked his feet on the ground, stepping back step by step.

Xuan Jue couldn't help laughing, this kid was much more amusing than his mother's reaction, "You rub on the ground like this, doesn't your butt hurt? You can't run like this, what are you struggling with? I'm not a bad person." Behold, my companions are helping your people!"

Xiaobao was unmoved, but said in a low voice: "Monsters will also disguise themselves as good people to deceive us." ”

Xuan Jue pointed to the little moon and little star bouncing among the injured, "Is it necessary for the monster to conjure up two children to coax you?

Xiaobao's gaze lingered on Xiaoyue and Xiaoxing's bodies for a long time, which should be a pair of twins.

The older "brother" was very cunning, and if he hadn't reminded him, this powerful woman might not have thought of herself at all.

The younger brother is very simple, and he has been scolded by that "brother" several times in just such a short period of time.

If the "elder brother" may be a disguise of a monster and is not trustworthy, then this younger brother should be a real child.

Xiao Bao quickly made a judgment in his heart, he looked at Xuan Jue and raised his chin slightly, "Holy Lord, I only show that child!"

Xuan Jue looked in the direction of his chin raised, and it was the little star who was disliked by the little moon and was in the way, and he was pitifully sitting on the side and pointing at each other.