In the middle of the night in the wilderness, the fire seemed to light up the sky, and the weary people gradually fell asleep around the campfire.

I don't know how long it took, the bonfire burned out, except for the black ash in the breeze, only the remnants of wood left around were still exuding residual warmth.

These aftertastes bring warmth to people and sweeten their sleep, but they don't know that what is about to happen can be a nightmare for them.

Lin Fan lay down by the campfire, he chose to pretend to be asleep when he deliberately stayed away from the children, and then closed his eyes and waited.

The time of waiting was not long, and Lin Fan heard footsteps walking towards him.

But he wasn't sure if the person who came was a half-demon, so he continued to wait, and when the blade was on his neck, Lin Fan made a move, as if he had dreamed of something good, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

Coming to Lin Fan's side were two people who seemed to be dressed in tatters, but the bloodthirsty light emanating from their pupils revealed their identities.

As early as after Lin Fan and the others joined the fleeing team, Dongye had already given them orders and told them to be cautious, but now it seems that this group of people is no different from the young cultivators of the previous sect, and they are unguarded.

The blade had already touched Lin Fan's neck, this young little kid seemed to be dreaming of spring, it didn't seem cruel enough to let him die like this, but let's leave him some beauty.

A half-demon thought so in his heart, but when his right hand exerted force and wanted to insert the blade into Lin Fan's neck, he felt that his right hand was a little cold, and he didn't know when there was a little ice ballast on his hand.

The ice ballast is beautiful and hexagonal in shape. Stacked on top of each other, like some complicated women's bracelets.

But bracelets won't be so cold. This coldness penetrated into the bones in an instant, and the half-demon who was already preparing to kill Lin Fan in his dream found that his arm could not make any movement. A heart-rending cold feeling rushed into his body and mind like a dam bursting.

Then, he saw Lin Fan open his eyes.

Lin Fan's eyes were very calm, and his left hand held the hand of the half-demon, this action was very ordinary, as if he was tired of sleep and asked someone to pull him to stand up.

But it was obvious that this action was by no means unusual, when Lin Fan's hand touched the hand of the half-demon,

The half-demon was frozen all over his body in an instant, and the half-demon beside him didn't wait for any reaction. Lin Fan's other hand pushed it with one palm.

The half-demon couldn't stop it, only to feel a scorching heat suddenly rise in his heart, and then he lost all consciousness.

And in Lin Fan's eyes, this half-demon became red in an instant, and it was completely reduced to flying ashes between heaven and earth.

Some of the children who slept not far away rubbed their eyes, as if because the bright light just now disturbed their rest, some of them grinded their teeth, some rolled over, and some yawned. Then go back to sleep.

Lin Fan tidied up his clothes and looked at the other side of the plain.

............

Ye Ningshuang didn't sleep, she kept leaning against a dead tree, and sometimes there would be scorched yellow fallen leaves scattered down. She looked at the fallen leaves and seemed so distracted that when three people came to her, she didn't notice the strangeness.

The reason is simple. All three were women, and they had picked up dry branches together.

Ye Ningshuang, who didn't notice a trace of weirdness, also asked, "Auntie." What's wrong. ”

The three aunts did not answer Ye Ningshuang, they expressed themselves with actions. The weapon in his hand was cold in the night.

Ye Ningshuang no longer asked, but her pretty face was cold, and without waiting for the three women to make any moves, Ye Ningshuang gently patted her waist, and suddenly it was snowing in the center of the old tree.

When Ye Ningshuang reappeared, she had already come behind the three women.

The bodies of the three women crooked, and they fell into the blood at the feet of the pools that had not only gathered at some point.

Ye Ningshuang sighed and put away the three swords.

............

Compared to Lin Fan and Ye Ningshuang, Qian Qian and Wang Zhanling seem to be more difficult.

They were extremely tired from healing the people this day, but the ability they showed made the half-demons extremely vigilant, so they came to them not one or two, but more than thirty.

In order to create a superior killing environment for the half-demons, Qian Qian and Wang Zhanling chose a remote area from the crowd, so these more than 30 half-demons were even more unscrupulous.

It's just that even if Qian Qian and Wang Zhanling are tired, they are still strong.

The advantage of the half-demon multi-force crowd has no advantage at all after the move.

A green aura like silk wafted among the half-demon group, and a silver needle that was imperceptible in the dark night followed this green stream wantonly.

But in an instant, more than thirty half-demons all fell.

Qian Qian coughed, obviously today's wear and tear was too serious, even if he just lost a needle, he was a little stressed.

Wang Zhanling patted Sun Deqian's back: "I know that I have to do it at night, but I still spare no effort during the day." ”

Qian Qian quipped: "I don't want to spare any effort at night." ”

Wang Zhanling said: "Get out." ”

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In front of the carriage, Monk Zhenjian had a smile on his face.

I don't know when, the people are getting farther and farther away from this carriage, although these actions have been watched by the Zhenjian monk before, but he wishes that the people stay away from them, so as to facilitate his ruthlessness.

Dongye appeared in front of the Zhenjian monk, and after a person and a demon glanced at each other, he tacitly agreed.

There were many people standing beside Dong Ye, their expressions a little relaxed, and more contemptuous.

Monk Zhenjian really doesn't look like a high-ranking monk, except for his bald head, the monk looks like a street fortune teller.

Monk Zhenjian seemed to have insight into the thoughts in their hearts, and he also opened his mouth to cooperate and tease: "Objectively, is this a heavenly hexagram, an earth trigram, or a human hexagram?"

Dong Ye naturally wouldn't answer such a boring question, there were more than thirty Spirit Realm powerhouses on standby around him, and his own cultivation had already reached the Xuan Realm, and he had infinite confidence in winning the Zhenjian Monk and the seemingly weak young boy and girl behind him.

He was just thinking that this monk should let his death be more painful if he was so indebted.

But the monk Zhenjian spoke again at this time: "Then it seems that you are here to calculate the death hexagram, it doesn't matter, the poor monk will send you back to the west quickly." ”

As soon as the words fell, Monk Zhenjian took out the abacus he used for fortune telling, and the crackling sound was endless for a while, but there seemed to be no abnormal sound.

Dong Ye felt that this scene was really laughable, but he couldn't laugh in the next moment, because the body of a demon clan powerhouse beside him fell on him, and extremely viscous blood flowed out along his seven orifices, staining his long sleeves and staining his blade. (To be continued......)