Obviously, the four of them have very different styles, but they don't have the slightest sense of disobedience when they stand together, even the little girl who is led by the man in white is so pink and jade, and she has turned the hearts of countless boys and girls.

For everyone's curiosity, a few people seemed to be unaware, and still walked unhurriedly, and the noisy Tianjie naturally gave way to a road.

Although the appearance of this group of people amazed them fiercely, they didn't dare to get too close, because their faces were extremely cold, and there was no trace of emotion between their eyebrows, even if they looked at it from a distance, they were all frightened, and their hearts trembled, and they were clearly not good.

It's just that they can't help but wonder how they got here overnight through the Broken Intestine Road.

What about the bandits stationed along the road?

What about those poisonous insects and monsters that can't be prevented?

No solution...

"Who are they? New to the Forgotten Corner? As the morning light fell, passers-by froze in place, watching the backs of a few people, and only whispered to their companions for a long time.

"I don't think so, this kind of celestial posture is not like a master who is difficult to expel from him, but like a junior who has come out of some big family to practice."

"It's not like, when did the Northern Frontier have such a decisive descendant?"

The breeze was blowing, and no one could answer.

……………

"Did you sense it?" The closer he got, the more nervous the man in white became, and he was sweating slightly when he was holding the little girl's hand.

Taking advantage of the night, a few people crossed the road without stopping, and easily cleaned up a few bandits who had no eyesight, and finally reached the Forgotten Corner when the morning light of the sun sprinkled on the earth.

The little girl took out a jade white handkerchief, gently spread the man's hand, and wiped it, "It should be almost to the Drunken Immortal Tower, right?" ”

"Hmm" The man with long fiery red hair nodded, a hint of excitement on his angular face.

This person is Bai Yu, with the help of Liu Yihan, the injuries on his body have healed, his strength has recovered to the peak, and his natural body shape has changed from a little boy to an adult.

Only after a while, his brow frowned as if sensing something.

"Why can't I feel my master's breath?"

Hearing this, the hairball on the side also hurriedly triggered the spiritual link in the heart palpitations that had long lost the signal, however, the other end of the link still did not respond at all as if it was outside the corner of oblivion.

"Something can't be wrong, right?" Ice Scale raised his head slightly, his eyes swept slightly on the street, and his voice was extremely low and cold.

"No" Bai Yu was categorical when he heard this, and glared at the ice scales in displeasure.

"Let's go to the Drunken Immortal Tower first." Bing Liang wanted to say something, but Liu Yihan's face sank slightly. The crystal ring did not activate protection, Bai Yu and the hairball were still alive, and his spiritual link with the ice scale was still there, which only showed one problem----- that is, he was locked up by someone every day in a place that could block the spiritual link.

Thinking of this, the breath on Liu Yihan's body became a little colder.

"Where is the Drunken Immortal Tower, take us there!" Ice scales had a face, although he was dissatisfied with the master's efforts to save Bai Yu, but he didn't dare not listen to Liu Yihan's words, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed someone casually.

"Young Master" everyone exclaimed, and without thinking about it, they brushed a few times, pulled out a big knife, and surrounded Liu Yihan and the others.

After the abolition of the arm, Nie Anguo strengthened his defense against his precious son, but the followers around him all gritted their teeth and replaced them with Lingzun masters.