Xiao Yan, who was carrying a long sword and had a cold face, stared at Xiao Bai coldly, making the latter feel a chill down his spine. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Senior Brother Xiao. The delicate-looking young man showed a harmless smile from humans and animals, and was a little uneasy.

Xiao Yan looked down at the token that the bald old man handed over to Xiao Bai, his face expressionless.

It was naturally difficult for others to find clues from this token, but as Elder Xiao's grandson, he received a trace of Elder Xiao's thoughts left on it.

It's just that he glanced up at Xiao Bai, who was standing there cautiously, and he couldn't figure out why his grandfather would be optimistic about such a miscellaneous disciple.

"Are you sure you want to join the hunting team?" Xiao Yan still had a cold face, like an iceberg that would not melt for thousands of years.

Xiao Bai wailed in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face, and nodded: "The arrangement in the door, the junior brother has nothing to do." ”

When it is developed in the future, Ben Dashao should pay a good tribute to that old fox, because I trust him so much!

Xiao Bai felt a pang of sadness when he thought that he was about to enter the Desolate Beast Mountain Range with the hunting team to hunt demon beasts and provide food for the outer disciples.

I am now a standard mortal template, and if I have a life to enter the Desolate Beast Mountain Range, I am afraid that I will not be able to get out!

The Desolate Beast Mountain Range is not as simple as a mountain range. According to the Xiao family's eldest son's shallow understanding of the pattern of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, this mountain range traverses several domains, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, and the Qianyang Domain, the Witch God Domain, the Liuyun Domain, and the Five Poison Domains all have the existence of the Desolate Beast Mountain Range. And those mortal cities will face fierce beasts attacking the city every once in a while, or years, or decades, and those fierce beasts will come from the desolate beast mountain range in the territory!

The most important thing is that it is rumored that the depths of the Desolate Beast Mountain Range are the world of the demon clan!

The demon clan dominates the endless fierce beasts, if it weren't for the immortal cultivation sect to be vigilant from time to time, suppress the power of the demon clan, and regularly organize teams to enter the Desolate Beast Mountain Range to sweep the fierce beasts and reduce the strength of the demon clan, those mortal cities would have been wiped out by the demon clan long ago!

Legend has it that the powerful demon king can swallow a city and devour millions of human races with one mouth, which can be described as fierce and monstrous, and no one can cure it!

Even the powerful and powerful people in the Immortal Cultivation Sect can't help those demon kings, which is also the reason why the Desolate Beast Mountain Range traverses several domains, dividing the territory of the human race but still standing majestically!

Qi Mountain, where Qi Tianmen is located, is not far from the Desolate Beast Mountain Range, but this is only a small branch of the Desolate Beast Mountain Range, otherwise Qi Tianmen, whose name is mighty and domineering but whose strength is not even third-rate, would have already knelt down, how could he still pull up a team among the miscellaneous disciples to enter the Desolate Beast Mountain Range to sweep the demon beasts and provide food for the outer and inner disciples.

Xiao Bai made up his mind in his heart, hugged Senior Brother Xiao's thigh, ran away when he met the demon beast, and carried out the obscene policy to the end, after all, life is the most important.

Xiao Yan, who had a cold face, had nothing to do, and casually threw the token back to Xiao Bai: "Then prepare and set off for the Desolate Beast Mountain Range later." ”

As he spoke, he shouted loudly into the small courtyard where he was laughing: "Fat man, take this junior brother to change into clean clothes, and then explain to him the precautions!"

The kind-looking fat man squeezed his eyebrows at a few companions, and led Xiao Bai to leave from the back door of the courtyard with a smile.

Xiao Yan glanced at the noisy crowd with cold eyes, and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, you have to prepare for each other!"

Everyone was not annoyed, knowing that Senior Brother Xiao's face was cold and warm-hearted, and they were smiling and grinning, and the three and three of them hooked their shoulders to prepare weapons and props for hunting.

Going out from the back door of the small courtyard, there is a winding forest path.

Xiao Bai and the fat man walked side by side, their expressions gloomy.

The kind-looking fat man hooked his neck, pressed most of his weight on Xiao Bai's body, and asked with a rippling face: "Senior brother, how miserable are you?"

Xiao Bai looked straight ahead expressionlessly, and for a moment, he wanted to pull out a sword and stab the fat man to death. Unfortunately, these can only be illusions for the time being.

Name: Pang Sanjin

Race: Terran

Age: 21

Level: Level 0

Health: 80/80

Mana: 40/40

Strength: 3

Dexterity: 2

Spirit: 4

Stamina: 5

Intelligence:1

Skills: Breathing (Mortal), Turtle Breath (Mortal), Divine Movement (Three Goods)

Faction Identity: Qi Tianmen, Miscellaneous Disciple (Small Boss)

Prestige: Kindness

Seeing such a character panel, Xiao Bai was quite speechless and choked with grief. A fat man, his agility is even higher than him, and the most important thing is those two strange skills: the special skill of pretending to be dead, the turtle breath technique, and the divine movement technique that is rated as high as three grades! This is the first time he has seen a skill that exceeds the ordinary grade in a miscellaneous disciple!

How afraid of death should this dead fat man be?

Xiao Bai is not without malicious speculation.

"Senior brother, you can't do this. If you want to be famous in the sect, first of all, you must learn to respect your senior brother, such as the fat man. Then, you have to get along with other people. Otherwise," said Senior Brother Pang, patting Xiao Bai's shoulder seriously, and the next words almost made Xiao Bai go berserk on the spot, "Senior brother, you yourself are a role model! Look at the shoe prints on your back, it must be that other disciples don't like you stepping on it!"

"So you have to learn more from your senior brother, you can have a big belly and a smile, so that you can be pure physically and mentally, and turn evil into good fortune. ”

Xiao Bai held back for a long time, and finally coldly spit out two words: "It's here!"

"Ah, what's coming?" Senior Brother Pang was a little confused, his small eyes were half-squinted, as if he was reluctant to get up from Xiao Bai's shoulders.

Xiao Bai glared at him coldly and didn't speak, Senior Brother Pang suddenly felt a chill down his spine, hurriedly stood up straight, and coughed seriously: "Well, Senior Brother go up and choose it yourself, Senior Brother is waiting for you here." ”

After a while, Xiao Bai came out of the two-story attic that was eerie inside and out, and changed into a white suit of clothes and pants, which was slightly wide, and with his delicate and clean facial features, he couldn't help but make Senior Brother Pang's eyes light up.

I saw the fat man turn around Xiao Bai who was standing on the moss-covered stone steps in front of the attic twice, and his mouth was amazed: "It's really a Buddha who wants a golden outfit and a person who wants clothes, junior brother, you wear such a suit, hey!

Your uncle, how can you speak!

Xiao Bai grinded his teeth, and his face was black: "Senior Brother Xiao is still waiting, go quickly." ”

When he was about to arrive at the small courtyard, Xiao Bai still couldn't help but ask: "Senior brother, what did that attic do just now, why do I always feel ghostly?"

Senior Brother Pang lowered his voice and attached it to Xiao Bai's ear: "That's the place where the clothes of the miscellaneous disciples who died due to various accidents are placed, and we call it a clothed mound in private. ”

Why does this sound full of schadenfreude?

And also...... The clothes of the dead miscellaneous disciples?

it!

Xiao Bai's cold hair stood on end, and he almost jumped up, he was wearing a dead man's clothes?!

He could clearly hear Senior Brother Xiao's order to change his clean clothes!

Unexpectedly, the extremely unobtrusive Senior Brother Pang continued in a low voice: "Actually, most of the clothes of the dead members of our hunting team are still placed. The owner of this set of clothes on your body is Li Feng, who died in the Desolate Beast Mountain Range only three months ago, slightly older than you, only eighteen years old, and his biggest dream is to successfully condense his qi and set foot in the Immortal Dao. It's a pity that he didn't make it until Senior Brother Xiao arrived at that time, and died under the mouth of the four-winged wolf. ”

Xiao Bai's body was shocked, and he couldn't help but fall silent, this world that can cultivate immortals has always been cruel, and the trivial information he got inadvertently all corroborated this.

The eldest son of the Xiao family, who has a deep hatred of blood, always giggles and laughs, and Senior Brother Pang, who seems to be heartless but has also experienced ups and downs, and Senior Brother Xiao, who is an inner disciple, but runs to the middle of the miscellaneous disciples to lead the hunting team......

I don't know how much pain those miscellaneous disciples who wantonly bullied and beat the eldest prince of the Xiao family experienced on the road of cultivating immortals?

Condensing Qi and cultivating immortals, how many tribulations should he go through before he can officially set foot on the immortal path and control his own destiny?

And then how many calamities do you have to go through to become an immortal and live forever?

It wasn't until Senior Brother Xiao's cold voice came that Xiao Bai came back from his melancholy. All the members of the hunting team have been assembled in the courtyard.

Senior Brother Xiao Yanxiao with a long sword and a cold face, Senior Brother Pang Sanjin Pang who is slightly chubby and giggling, Senior Brother Xu Yuan Xu who has a beard and a short sword at his waist, Senior Brother Meng Junmeng, who is burly in shorts and shorts, Senior Brother Chang Yiyanchang, who is extremely tall and stands out from the crowd, Senior Brother Xiang Haoxiang who is burly and has an angry beard and a big knife on his back, Senior Brother Wu Zhai Wu who is weak and weak, and Hou San, a lean man who looks at him with a sneer and undisguised hostility!

Except for Senior Brother Xiao, who is a big master with a rating of up to 18 and Hou San, who has an intelligence of up to 3 points, the rest of the people's attributes are all at the level of a small leader, and the hunting team can be said to be the team that gathers the most powerful group of all miscellaneous disciples!

Except, of course, of some weak chicken who is in the middle of it with a vain foot.

"I don't want to say anything superfluous, I just hope that everyone can come back safely. Senior Brother Xiao was at the front, waved his right hand heavily, and shouted, "Let's go!"

After saying that, his legs bent and stretched, appearing more than ten meters away like a ghost, behind him, all the members of the hunting team used their magic powers and quickly followed, Xiao Bai was also carried by Senior Brother Pang with one hand and followed closely behind.

The whistling wind poured into his mouth and nose, and a strong sense of dizziness emerged, but Xiao Bai endured it and didn't make a sound.

The whole team came from the small courtyard to the exit of the building complex in just ten breaths, and the two miscellaneous disciples guarding the door watched them leave the sect and go all the way south to the Desolate Beast Mountain Range!

When the hunting team was out of sight, the miscellaneous disciple guarding the left smiled: "I don't know how many will die this time?"

The miscellaneous disciple on the right replied coldly: "It's better to die all! Three days later, there will be a biennial selection of outer disciples, and we have a better chance of these people dying!"

The miscellaneous disciple on the left disagreed, and retorted: "The half-step condensation realm is not only these people, Senior Brother Zhao is not weaker than these people, how can it be the turn of you and me!"

"Even if it's not my turn, you can't help but let me fantasize, right?"

"That's right, maybe a comatose immortal fell from the sky that day, and we have hope to worship him as a teacher and become an immortal!"

"Haha, no wonder you look up at the sky every day. ”

"Who's to say it isn't, hahaha......"