The blood stains on the corners of Yan Manman's mouth were the last blow, and when the demon general slapped the flying sword when he left, he was infused with demonic energy, and after hitting the flying sword, her attack with all her strength was counterattacked, so there was nothing wrong with the inner mansion shaking and spitting out a mouthful of blood. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, after letting the people in the base see her tattered and miserable appearance, they finally felt a little guilty, and they didn't dare to be angry and say that she had attracted enemies.

Anyone knows that these demons are not the ones who will not come to touch you if you don't kill him, but the synonym of death, and the two sides are simply opposites.

Therefore, it is already a rare good quality in the world for a person with the ability to take the responsibility to take the initiative to destroy the enemy.

It's just that the inferior nature of people makes everyone follow the clouds, blindly following the verbal provocations of those with ulterior motives, mythologizing her when they use it, and squeezing her when they don't use it.

Looking at her now, she is not much stronger, everyone is the same, she has done her best.

Sometimes human nature is so strange, seeing that you are omnipotent, they will pin all their hopes on you, and if their hopes are broken, they will not blame themselves for not working hard, but blame you for not taking care of their hopes. On the contrary, if everyone is the same person, if you struggle to find hope, then everyone will give you endless blessings.

Mo Bairan held her little hand tightly, and with the other hand, she struggled to hold a large umbrella so that she could take a rest, and clumsily used the little mental power she had just gained to probe her body, wanting to know what she had been injured into, and she vomited blood.

Seeing the worry and remorse in his eyes, knowing that it was the battle just now that made him leave early and hurt his sensitive heart, Yan Manman smiled sweetly at him, and hugged his arm and rubbed it with attachment, just like he was coquettish at him when he was a beast, which immediately softened Mo Bairan's heart.

The two of them were tired of being together, and walked towards the air-raid shelter in the mountain behind the base behind the team carrying the clouded leopard Venerable, followed by all the survivors, including friends and disciples of several sects.

Just now she took a life jade talisman on the clouded leopard's body to temporarily stabilize his injuries, and now she needs to change to a safe place to remove the excess hidden weapon fragments in her body, and the spacious air-raid shelter is the best choice.

But there's always the uninteresting guy who leans over and plays the score.

With the support of several disciples, the old head of the Qingxuan faction, Lin Lao, shook his finger and shouted weakly at Mo Bairan's back: "Mo Bairan, you criminal, the Qingxuan faction has cultivated you for so long, you even don't care about the life and death of all your fellow brothers for a demon girl, look at how many disciples have lost their lives this time, what have you done as a senior brother!"

What are you doing? Of course, to protect his little one.

Where did the old head of Lin not know this, the reason why he pushed the charge on Mo Bairan's head was because he didn't dare to point at Yan Manman and scold.

One is because Yan Manman is in the limelight now, and he will have to treat the Clouded Leopard Venerable later, if he provokes too much, the White Bear Venerable's violent temper may slap himself away-

And there are a few hidden elders of the Qingxuan Sect, but none of them came, so he Qingxuan Sect is a little lacking in confidence.

The second is that he originally wanted to make the demon girl feel sorry for him by squeezing the ink white dye, and then contribute some jade talismans out, through this battle, he knew the importance of jade talismans, if he had so many jade talismans in the battle just now, and used them in key places, the loss of his disciples would definitely be less than half.

Looking at the withered and decadent group of disciples around him, Old Man Lin's thin chicken paws lit up the back of the inky white dyeing faster.

But Mo Bairan didn't even pay attention to him, he didn't turn his head, he only cared about the little guy next to him not to get wet by the rain, and the leather jacket on his body was also taken off and covered on her shoulder, as if it was a fragile vase, carefully held it in his hand, for fear that a careful one would be bumped, where would he have the heart to take care of other irrelevant people.

At this time, all the disciples of the Qingxuan Sect, including some elders, pointed at him and squeezed him, obviously facing a girl who was so capable, not to mention seeking some benefits for the sect, he was simply a white-eyed wolf!

There was also the jealous disciple who was going crazy, saying that he would not be saved when he saw death, and so many disciples of the same sect were killed, so he circled around the girl's ass with all his thoughts, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became, and finally he almost blamed the lost disciples on his head, as if people were killed by ink and white, which caused the common anger of the sect.

But they themselves are not good people, and they are already grief-stricken because of the loss of relatives and friends, so that everyone who has long been dissatisfied will automatically face this group of-stirring sticks without the two of them turning back.

Luo Qi and Gu Hao, who were walking together, as well as the disciples of the Yuncaixia Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, took the lead in scolding back, saying that the Qingxuan Sect was a nest sect that was afraid of death, and they were all hiding behind ordinary people, and what face did they have to expect others to save them, they didn't have a good relationship in the first place, and they were all crowding out people on weekdays.

The Qingxuan disciple shouted with a red face and red ears that this was a matter of his own sect, and others couldn't care about it......

At the beginning of the last days, all the order had yet to be re-established, and on the battlefield where the enemy had just retreated, mankind was divided into two groups and quarreled, and neither side would say a word for the sake of face--

In the end, it was the Qingxuan disciples who performed too poorly on the battlefield, so they were picked out by the rest of the survivors and pushed their teammates into the zombie pile before they pushed them into the zombie pile... There are also fishing in troubled waters, not attacking zombies, only defending their own bodies, etc., all of which say that others have the ability, but they don't mention it when they are instigated.

At this time, the focus of their argument, Mo Bairan and Yan Manman were talking with their divine senses: "Baibai, how can that sect break away, and stay so troublesome." ”

"I also wanted to leave a long time ago, if it weren't for waiting for you in a place where you can find it, I would have left with Luo Qi a long time ago, and Luo Qi has also incurred a lot of sins over the past year or so. ”

"It's all my fault for having an accident, you're worried. Yan Manman felt guilty.

"It's none of your business, you can't miss the opportunity, it's me who can't hold my breath, I know you'll be fine, but I can't stop worrying, it's almost my heart disease. ”

"I know that you love me the most, I will pull you wherever I go in the future, you are almost in the infancy period, we can all walk in the world, when the time comes, we will leave the place of right and wrong, go to the mountains and rivers to dig treasures, and by the way, see if there are any demon nests that have been lifted away while they have not started to destroy.

We don't ask for the gratitude of these people, just for the environment in which we live, and it would be terrible if the whole world became like this......"