"Embarrassed to death..."

Zhuo Fan quickly shifted his gaze.

Behind Qi Ling, a strong man with a Gatling in his hand and a huge bazooka on his back stepped out of the car, the bright red bandana was very spicy.

The image of this strong man reminded Zhuo Fan of a Contra game he played when he was a child.

Standard hunk.

The next person to get out of the car was a young man playing with flying knives, with long hair very flowing, a knife-cut face, and a cold and proud look.

The conspicuous place is that there are countless throwing knives pinned to the whole body. The one he was playing with was picked up by a finger and transformed into a ring-shaped blade in the air, which fell again and returned to the shape of a straight throwing knife.

Flying knife technology, superb.

Like a prince of throwing knives.

Behind the throwing knife man, a short and fat middle-aged man came down.

This person's finger joints are thick, very powerful, he is the one who drove the bus just now, the technique is very skilled, the winding mountain road of Xianxia Mountain can be driven up steadily, such as walking on the ground, and the driving level is self-evident.

After that, it was Zhuo Fan who saved five people before, and some people who hadn't even opened the cultivation mode.

There were both young and old, and there were quite a few of them, about twenty. Zhuo Fan speculated that it was likely to be contained in the bus along the way.

The nun came to Zhuo Fan, and her pretty face was full of gratitude.

"Thanks to your reminder just now, otherwise we would probably be surrounded by the tide of corpses, thank you, my name is Qi Ling." Then he pointed to the strong men and introduced them one by one, "Jiang Long, Li Ruifan, Yan Jun, I don't know what you call them?" ”

"Zhuo Fan."

"I should say thank you to me, I was able to stop and save people in danger, which is impressive."

Zhuo Fan admired Qi Ling's approach of being able to stop and save people, paused for a moment, and then asked, "I don't know where you came from?" How did this wave of corpses break out? ”

Hearing this, Qi Ling hesitated slightly, and was about to speak.

A voice interrupted her roughly.

"Ling'er, what nonsense are you talking about this person, if it weren't for the great changes in heaven and earth, these people would be just ants for the rest of their lives."

"Waste that doesn't even have a spiritual root."

"What if you're lucky enough to be able to cultivate? Compared to us orthodox immortal cultivators, these mortals are not fart. ”

The man's voice was full of contempt and rebuke.

Zhuo Fan heard the sound and looked.

There were about a dozen people who got off the off-road vehicle, all of them in black suits and sunglasses, all with cold faces, led by a man in his twenties, with eagle eyes and white eyebrows, very handsome, staring at Zhuo Fan with a gloomy face.

The cold gaze was as sharp as a sword.

This feeling makes people feel like falling into an ice cellar, as if they are being targeted by a poisonous snake in the shadows, which makes him very depressed and uncomfortable.

At this moment, the other party's information is projected on the retina.

Profession: Immortal cultivator

Level: Foundation 2

Psy: 12/200

Progression success rate: 50%

Magical powers: sword fingering, slashing

Talent: Enlightenment

Cultivation exercises: "Ethereal Immortal Qi" 89/100 in the early stage of foundation building

Divine Power Exercises: "Xuanzhi Sword" Intermediate 41/200

Available Spiritual Power: 0

Zhuo Fan's eyes froze, and his brows furrowed slightly, not because of how strong the other party was, but because of the tone of this white-eyed man named Xiao Ping.

"Mole ants, no spirit roots, waste!"

It's the first time I've heard someone belittle him like this when he's grown up.

On this day, there were so many things that happened, and even, subverting his understanding and imagination, he met an immortal cultivator in the world of mortals.

However, this high-ranking immortal cultivator not only denied him, but also denied his future, his life, and even more so his qualification to talk to the fairy...

Does Zhuo Fan take it?

Defy! Why?

Mortal? Do you deserve to be denied for the rest of your life? Why can't mortals fight for their lives?

Qi Ling's eyebrows raised when he heard this, and retorted: "Xiao Ping, don't say that, although you and I have a marriage contract, but I Qi Ling doesn't have to marry you, if you hold your own identity and ignore life, I will tell my parents and ask to dissolve the marriage contract with you." ”

At this time, the people on the bus were trembling and getting off the bus, and they were all frightened.

Xiao Ping glanced at these people with disdain.

Snorted coldly: "Just for these mortals? Worth? Have you forgotten your family and the mission you have carried when you came to this Xianxia Mountain? ”

Hearing this, Qi Ling's momentum suddenly suffocated, his silver teeth clenched, but he couldn't speak, his eyes were full of grievances.

Obviously, this man named Xiao Ping poked Qi Ling's weakness with one sentence.

The scene suddenly cooled down.

Zhuo Fan was thinking about the meaning of Xiao Ping's words.

These thugs in suits are obviously from a force, and they are very powerful, even above this family called Qi Ling. Moreover, although they were chased into the mountains by the tide of corpses, they actually had other plans?

Things are getting more and more complicated...

Zhuo Fan glanced at Xianxia Guan worriedly, some things were afraid that he couldn't dodge.

There is a fire burning in my heart.

After thinking about it, Zhuo Fan decided to stand up.

This Xiao Ping is too arrogant, and his prestige must be extinguished.

"What kind of ability is it to bully women, huh! It's a big deal, Lao Tzu has all the more than 1,000 spiritual power in one breath and wiped you out! ”

Zhuo Fan walked in front of Qi Ling and blocked her behind him.

Get ready to get started.

But right now.

Huang Mao, who was originally rescued by Zhuo Fan, didn't look at it at all, but after getting off the bus, when he saw Xiao Ping and his group, his eyes immediately lit up, and he began to shout from afar.

"Hey, I said the ones in black suits, do you accept the hiring?"

"How much? Make a price, as long as I can go home safely, money is not a problem, Lao Tzu has a mine at home. ”

The atmosphere of the cold field was immediately broken.

Xiao Ping took his eyes off Zhuo Fan, and glanced at Huang Mao coldly, the murderous gaze made Huang Mao tremble all over, and he almost peed his pants.

His eyes gestured to the man in black under his command.

A thug in a suit stepped out of the ranks, stepped forward and walked to a corner with yellow hair, and immediately the sound of wailing continued to be heard.

Qi Ling hesitated for a moment, and finally persuaded him: "Xiao Ping, don't go too far, without me, even if you meet the Yanhuang Prison Demon Envoy, you won't be able to achieve the purpose of your trip." ”

"Humph!"

Xiao Ping snorted coldly, glared at Zhuo Fan, turned his head, and looked at Xianxiaguan.

He also knows what is important.

As for Zhuo Fan, he chose to ignore it.

Soon after the incident, Huang Mao was put back with blood, his face was confused, he was doubting life, there are still people in this world who don't like money?

Zhuo Fan shook his head, this yellow hair doesn't have a long memory at all, when is it, and he still talks about money.

However, this episode, the tense atmosphere has been eliminated a lot.

No more hands-off.

Led Lan Yichen into Qi Ling's team, found a big stone and sat down.

Wait and see how things develop.

Looking at the current situation, eighty percent of them can't hide from entering Xianxia Temple, as strong as Lan Yichen's father, they all died in Xianxia Temple, Zhuo Fan doesn't think that these people will have any good end.

It's best not to go in, I can't hide from it.

Jiang Long, Li Ruifan, and Yan Jun all followed Qi Ling, leading some people who had not yet started their cultivation mode to rest on the spot.

Jiang Long walked towards Zhuo Fan.

handed Zhuo Fan and Lan Yichen a bag of biscuits each.

Zhuo Fan hesitated, but still took the biscuit and stuffed it into his pocket. The other party was kind, and it was a little bad to refuse, even though he had just eaten Yi Bigu Dan.

Although Jiang Long was thick, his mind was very delicate, and he could see that Zhuo Fan had a faint act of guarding Qi Ling, so he naturally regarded him as his own.

Reach out and introduce.

"We came from the Guyuan District, I was a soldier, trapped in the weapons hangar, and happened to be rescued by Qi Ling who was passing by, and all the relatives and friends around me died, so I followed her all the way here. Li Ruifan is a master of performing flying knife acrobatics, Master Yan Jun is the bus driver, and the bus is his. ”

Zhuo Fan nodded, reaching out to hold Jiang Long's rough big hand.

Very powerful.

responded: "Zhuo Fan, scenic spot inspector, I am familiar with Xianxia Mountain." ”

Then, he nodded in the direction where the flying knife Li Ruifan and Yan Jun were.

He can see that Li Ruifan, who plays with flying knives, is more introverted and not good at socializing, it seems that playing with flying knives is all his hobbies, but he has a good heart and is keen to help others, which can be seen from his help to himself.

What Zhuo Fan paid special attention to was that he had a talent: Eagle Vision.

As for Master Yan Jun, although he doesn't talk much, he is very calm and sophisticated, and he is a person with a lot of experience, Zhuo Fan took a look and found that he was Lingwu 2nd Order 6/20.

Among the rest of the people, the middle-aged man with a scar face who saved him twice made Zhuo Fan deeply impressed.

But the name is not yet known.

The two groups of people rested and recuperated, and Xiao Ping sent someone to urge.

Starting from the stone cliff, it is not open to traffic.

The group of people had no choice but to get up and climb up the stone steps of the mountain road step by step, although the mountain road was winding and rugged, but for people like them who had strengthened their spiritual power, it was like walking on the ground.

Those who have not been strengthened at one time are sweating profusely and have suffered a lot.

But they did not dare to stay below, for fear that the tide of corpses would pour into the mountains and eat them.

With a large team, although there are dangers, there is a good one to rely on.

The road is safe.

Obviously, Xiao Ping, who is ahead of the road, has a strong strength and deterrence during the foundation building period.

Although there are some mutated monsters in the mountains and forests, they are very careful to hide themselves and dare not come up to touch the tiger's whiskers.

Walk for half an hour to the door of Xianxia Temple.

In a large courtyard, several copper stoves with a sense of age rise with curling green smoke, but the strange thing is that there is no fire in the furnace, where does the smoke come from?

A pair of stone lions at the door have no eyeballs.

Look at the plaque of Xianxia Temple in front of you.

Zhuo Fan was shocked.

Wrong!

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