After a while, Chu Yi's mood stabilized slightly.

"Sea of Mist, what is it?"

At this time, Qing Yuan asked curiously.

After staying in the South China Sea for so long, Qingyuan naturally knew about General Zhennan's disappearance.

Afterwards, Yang Yan opened his mouth to explain to Qing Yuan about the Sea of Mist.

"Huh?"

After hearing what Yang Shi said, Qing Yuan only felt that this sea of mist was indeed terrifying.

Seeing that Chu Yi still looked lost, Yang Yan couldn't help but take Chu Yi's hand.

"Don't worry, my future father-in-law, Lord Jiren, has his own natural appearance, and he will definitely be fine."

Yang said with a smile.

When Chu Yi heard this, he rolled his eyes: "You haven't seen my father, how do you know that he has his own natural appearance." ”

Then Chu Yi reacted, wasn't he cursing his father.

"Bah..." Then Chu Yi hurriedly snorted a few times, and then spoke: "That's right, you're right, my father must be a Jiren with his own natural appearance." ”

After speaking, Chu Yi glanced at Yang Xi with some disgust: "It's all your fault..."

Let yourself accidentally curse your father.

It's not a big deal, though.

At present, in this hopeless situation, people will always pin their hopes on that ethereal metaphysics.

Chu Yi is in this situation now.

Seeing Chu Yi's mood improve slightly.

Yang Xi also smiled and spoke comfortingly: "Anyway, so much time has passed, it's useless for us to worry." ”

"I know." Chu Yi nodded, but couldn't help but sigh.

"After all, no one knows what's going on inside the Sea of Mist."

"At present, I have also found some information, but according to the records, there are also some warriors who have ropes tied to their bodies to explore the situation on the periphery, and there is no information about the inside."

"The sea of mist is so big, it's possible that there is no hole in it."

Yang Shi looked at Chu Yi: "Perhaps, it is really possible for the father-in-law to live in the future." ”

"Yes, Sister Chu Yi, don't worry too much." At this time, Qingyuan also spoke.

Chu Yi nodded, knowing in her heart that these hopes were very slim.

But it's been so long, and some things, Chu Yi also knows in her heart.

"Looks like we're going to have to pick things up." Chu Yi looked at Yang Shi and said.

"Uh-huh."

Yang Xi nodded.

If before, Chu Yi probably wasn't too anxious.

Now that I know my father's whereabouts, I can't wait.

However, Yang Xi glanced at the system points.

After passing on the gong to Qingyuan, there are 8 million left, and a settlement was made last night, close to more than 5 million, and now the points are about 13 million.

It was probably more than 1,000 Hui Qi Pills, and Yang Xian was not sure if it was enough.

However, the more the merrier, Yang Shi estimated, even if it is not enough now.

By the time these blood cults in the South China Sea are completely resolved, it is estimated that it should be about the same.

After all, it will take some time now.

At this moment, the three people in the field looked up at the same time and glanced at each other.

They are all endless.

The first time I heard it, there was a commotion at the entrance of the Sword Casting Villa.

Don't think about it, Yang Xi has already guessed that it should be those bald donkeys who have returned.

"Let's go, let's go over and see what these bald asses are up to."

Yang Xi stood up.

The other two women also nodded.

Afterwards, the three of them came to the door of the Sword Forge Villa.

I saw that this time, these monks from Miaoshan Temple probably brought back nearly two hundred people.

Yang Yan looked at it and felt it carefully.

These are all Blood Cultists, but their strength is not high. The highest one is probably only three realms.

The lowest, there is only one realm.

In the field, Qiu Jiansheng was arranging for the disciples of the Famous Sword Villa to imprison these Blood Sect disciples.

On the side, Pude Bodhisattva looked at everything on the scene with kind eyes.

Yang Xi was speechless for a while, this guy really is, do you know if it's really benevolent, or is it pretending to be shown to anyone?

Although these are all blood cultists after the transformation of the people of Great Xia, Yang Xian doesn't believe it, and the Pude Bodhisattva who has reached the realm can't see that these guys can already be called inhuman.

From the clothes, Yang Xian can see this, before the blood cultists were transformed, they were basically ordinary people in a position of strength.

That's why the strength is so poor after being transformed now.

These transformed Blood Cultists are so strong that they can be wiped out with a wave of their hands.

But this Pude Bodhisattva has to be brought back, although the strength is low, but these transformed blood cultists are real martial artists.

If you want to lock up a group of martial artists, it is not easy, even if the current strength of these martial artists is not high.

Yang Shi looked at Qiu Jiansheng, who was busy before and after, and couldn't help but flash a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Amitabha~"

At this time, Pude Bodhisattva, noticing Yang Shi and the others, couldn't help but light up his eyes.

"Fourth son, you're back."

Pude Bodhisattva shouted the Buddha's name and leaned over.

"I came back in the afternoon and traced some special circumstances." Yang Yan grinned.

As for any special circumstances, it is naturally impossible for Yang Xi to say it in this situation.

In his heart, Yang Xi didn't trust these bald donkeys of Miaoshan Temple.

Moreover, the stakes are very high, and it is impossible for Yang Xi to say it to these bald donkeys.

"I don't know what the situation is right now, there is no way to treat these innocent people."

Pude Bodhisattva did not ask about any special circumstances, but looked at the Blood Cultists who were being arranged to be imprisoned with a sad expression.

Looking at it suddenly, I really thought that Pude Bodhisattva was a sad and worrying monk.

"Especially the few strongholds I visited today, all of them are these innocent people who have been converted." Pude Bodhisattva sighed.

"Alas, I also have a lot of sympathy for these Blood Cultists, although they are all innocent, but now they are already lacking in skills."

"So in order to avoid further trouble, I will kill them directly."

Yang Xian said lightly.

If it is not transformed, even if it is on the way to be transformed, as long as Liu Yun arrives and makes that kind of medicinal powder, it can be directly saved.

But now, these are all Blood Cultists who have been transformed, and they have devoured the Blood Clan, cultivated the Blood Clan Exercises, and hatched the Snow Moth.

It's long been impossible to be an ordinary person.

"Alas~ The killing karma on the fourth son is really too heavy."

At this time, the expression on Pude Bodhisattva's face was somewhat emotional.

Yang Xi also stopped talking, looking at these Blood Cultists who were being imprisoned in batches.

Yang Yan estimated that after the map of the famous Sword Mountain Villa imprisoned the more than 200 blood cultists, it was estimated that it was close to full.

Although the dungeon of Mingjian Villa is estimated to be not small, but it can't stand these old bald donkeys and bring people every day?

Seeing that Yang Xi didn't take care of himself, Pude Bodhisattva was not angry, so he kept a look of pity on his face and looked at those blood cultists.

At this time, Qiu Jiansheng walked up and arched his hand at Pude Bodhisattva.

"Master, the dungeon of our Famous Sword Villa is almost full, and we won't be able to imprison so many people by then."

Hearing this, Yang Xian smiled slightly, sure enough.