Putting away the notice in his hand, He Song looked at Wei Fan, who was also frowning on the side.

Just now, the monk of the Xianfang Law Enforcement Team sent a notice, and the two of them checked it together, and then they saw the rows of blood-colored dead words.

These days, although He Song and Wei Fan have not gone out, they both belong to the kind of monks who have a lot of friends.

Therefore, although I have never gone out, I have also obtained a lot of information about the outside world from other people.

Nowadays, they are quite aware of the outside world.

Know what's going on in the outside world.

"Sure enough, as long as Chengshan Zhenren leaves, Xianfang will immediately be in chaos." Sitting at the table, Wei Fan sighed, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

He made a lot of friends, in addition to the small circle with He Song and Meng Guan, there were some other friends.

These friends have casual cultivators and immortal monks, but they all have one thing in common.

They all lived in Zhushan Xianfang and had some contact with him, the deacon of Lingjian Pavilion.

Now Zhushan Xianfang is in chaos.

But these friends of mine don't know if they can survive.

Thinking of this, the complicated color in Wei Fan's eyes quickly dissipated, and then he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He has limited powers, and can only shelter those closest to him, as for other friends...... He never reminded him of a word.

He didn't even think to remind him when he was safe, not to mention that now Xianfang was in chaos.

What's the use of thinking about this here now?

Wei Fan quickly put this idea aside.

He, like He Song, is not a virgin, and he can stick a knife in both sides for the sake of a stranger.

He will only choose to shelter his closest friends when he is able to do so and will not affect him.

Than how to loose and Meng Guan.

The reason why the three of them were able to form a small circle in a very short period of time is also for this reason.

He Song, Meng Guan, and Wei Fan, the three of them are not compassionate monks, and only when they have the ability and will not affect themselves, will they free up their hands to help the people closest to them.

Maybe it's because of the same smell, the three get along very well.

As for the others, what's the matter with him Wei Fan?

"Evil cultivation is rampant, let's not go out recently, wait for the return of the Chengshan real people, or the Houtu Sect sends a new Zhuji real person to come here." He Song frowned, and after contemplation, he spoke.

He didn't know what Wei Fan was thinking at the moment.

I just wanted to make the two of them as safe as possible, so I came up with this idea.

In the face of He Song's caution, Wei Fan had nothing to do.

Therefore, although the two saw the announcement, they did not go out to check anything.

Instead, as in the previous days, he continued to stay at home and wait quietly.

Day 5.

He Song and Wei Fan remained at home.

Last night, many of the scattered cultivators living on the outskirts of Xianfang heard the sound of fierce fighting.

The sound of a monk's envoy attacking with a magic weapon.

Fluctuations in the spiritual power of a monk when he casts a spell.

From time to time, the monks shouted angrily.

As well as some strange sounds, strange laughter, and a cold breath mixed together, making countless lowly cultivators hide at home and tremble.

Only some of the most daring monks dared to go out of the house to check.

Of course, it is not known whether these monks who went out to check on it or took the opportunity to loot.

Most of the monks who came out of the house did not return.

Wait until it gets dark.

Only a lowly monk dared to open the door and walk out of his room.

Soon, however, they were shocked by what they saw.

on the streets.

There were corpses strewn around, including members of the law enforcement team and black-clad and masked.

But more often than not, it's the ordinary casual repairs that go out of the house.

It was not until noon that the members of the law enforcement team took away the bodies of the members of the law enforcement team, but as for the other bodies, no one dared to touch them.

Day 6.

He Song and Wei Fan remained at home.

Yesterday night.

There was no fierce fighting on the outskirts of Xianfang.

But the oppressive atmosphere had already made the monks living outside the fairy square panic.

Someone tried to escape, but soon his body was found on the side of the road.

Some people want to hide, but where can they hide in the fairy fang?

Some people wanted to enter the inner circle of Xianfang, but there was no house to live in, and they were quickly driven back by the law enforcement team.

However, well-informed people already know that the periphery of Xianfang has been abandoned by the law enforcement team.

After a fierce fight the night before, the law enforcement team suffered heavy losses and had to retreat to the inner circle of Xianfang.

Arguably.

The current periphery of Xianfang is completely undefended.

Among them, the scattered cultivators who lived, and even the people inside the Immortal Fang, could only resign themselves to fate, praying that the evil cultivators would not target them.

The entire periphery of Xianfang was completely abandoned.

Day 7.

He Song and Wei Fan still stayed at home.

Yesterday night, the law enforcement team that retreated to the inner circle fought again with the evil cultivators.

The members of the law enforcement team suffered a lot of losses, but because they were defending the inner circle, the late-stage Qi cultivation cultivators who lived in the inner circle had someone to help, but they successfully repelled the evil cultivators.

When the evil cultivator retreated, there was no news from the periphery of the Immortal Fang soon.

He Song and Wei Fan lived in the small courtyard and had completely lost contact with the periphery of Xianfang.

Those monks who lived on the outskirts of Xianfang could imagine their fate.

Day 8.

He Song and Wei Fan remained at home.

And always pay attention to the situation in the outside world.

After two battles with the evil cultivators, the law enforcement team has experienced extremely serious attrition.

According to the offensive of the evil cultivators, if there is another one, if the late-stage Qi cultivation cultivators in the inner circle of the Immortal Fang no longer help, I am afraid that the defense line will be quickly overwhelmed.

However, He Song and Wei Fan waited for a day, but there was no sound from the outside world for a long time.

It was as if the entire Xianfang had become a dead city.

Quiet and scary.

Until......

"Rats! Look for death! An angry shout came from the distant sky to the ears of He Song and the others.

He Song and Wei Fan were stunned when they heard this, and hurriedly came to the window to look into the distance.

For a while, in every building, there were monks looking at it.

Afar.

High in the sky.

Chengshan Zhenren, who was dressed in an earthy yellow robe, looked at the dilapidated Xianfang in front of him with an iron face, and the anger in his eyes was almost about to gush out.

He was ordered to guard Zhushan Xianfang.

But a few days ago, the Chiling Gold Mine sent a signal for help, and he could only leave temporarily.

But I didn't expect that I had only been away for a few days, and the originally prosperous Zhushan Xianfang had become what it is now!

As a town guard, it is naturally impossible for him to escape from the involvement.

At this moment, all the hard work is in vain, and anyone has to be in a hurry.

Subsequently, He Song knew why Chengshan Zhenren was called Chengshan Zhenren.

Under the gaze of countless monks.

I saw that Chengshan Zhenren waved his hand, and a mini hill came out of his hand.

Aoyama Seal!