In fact, these things are unreasonable, but the more critical the moment, the more paranoia or madness in human nature is more vividly embodied, in Xiao Luoyi's words:

"Actually, they, including you and me, know very well that the Thirty-Three Realms are sealed, and they may never see the sun in Kyushu again.

After a few more days of cultivation, the injuries on Qingyun's body basically healed, and his strong recovery power made Yao Pofeng envious.

However, this is already deliberately controlled by the master, if it weren't for the fear that the body of the blood toad is highly poisonous, for fear of affecting others, Qingyun would have used it to recuperate his injuries.

"If I had such an exaggerated physique as yours, I wouldn't be afraid of the old man no matter how much he beat me!"

"Look at you!"

Qingyun scolded with a smile and poured a glass of spirit wine that he had treasured for a long time for Yao Pofeng.

The luxurious big bed room that the master lived in during his recuperation was actually Yao Ershao's tent, so Xiao Luoyi naturally slept separately from him.

Although it was a little unpleasant, fortunately, the master was able to drink with this splash every night, which greatly calmed the neighing wine worms in his abdomen.

"Hey, the only way to solve your worries is Du Kang! I really want to be able to drink with you every day, Brother Yun!"

"What do you have to worry about, Brother Feng?"

"What can you have? Isn't it just that you have to think about how to deal with foreign beasts all day long, and the bigger ones have to do it yourself, and you can't always let the little brothers go over to die, right?

"Why am I not, Brother Feng? You don't know, eldest sister, she is very tight on weekdays, and she won't let me touch a drop of wine!"

"Yo he, your sister-in-law too, what kind of wine is intestinal poison, so what fun is there for men?"

"Yes, yes, what else does my eldest sister say, the color is a steel knife scraping bones, and she will be annoyed to death. ”

"Yes, yes, let me tell you, women are like this, with long hair and short knowledge. ”

Although the two are "grinding ears and temples", women not only have long hair, but their ears can usually hear over-frequency sounds.

"Yao Pofeng! If you dare to say that I am your wife, my aunt and grandmother will make you unable to marry a wife in your life!"

"Yumian girl is angry, it's all to blame Qingyun, I don't want his ears, I'll cut them off and give you wine later!"

Although the soft words were sweet, they were really scared that the two people in the room almost choked to death by the wine.

Drinking and drinking, Yao Pofeng took out a hairpin from his arms with a curious look and handed it to Qingyun, and then asked with a smile:

"Brother Yun, how could you recommend Luo Yixian to come to me?

Qingyun quietly took his hairpin knife and didn't say anything, only said that he met him just in Pingshui, but this person had no skills but nowhere to show them, so he cherished his talents, and stunned Yao Pofeng for a moment, but he laughed secretly in his heart:

"You don't know that he's your real hardcore brother. ”

"Not to mention, this person is not only a good cultivator, but also brave to kill the enemy, I didn't expect that Xiao Xiao Ling Jue Hall can also produce such a master, and the string flute sword really deserves its reputation. ”

"You think he can do it. ”

Qingyun nodded and said with a smile, since Luo Yixian can be appreciated by the little owner, then as long as he can get out of the Thirty-Three Realms alive, he will definitely be a bird flying away with Luan Feng in the future, and he is afraid that the Luo father and son will have to pay off this personal debt.

Luo Yixian and Yao Pofeng are the happy appearance of a faction of monarchs and saints, but Qingyun is a little depressed when he lives here.

Because during the period of recuperation, Yao Mengxun actually only came to see him once, and even because he was discussing things with Yao Pofeng, he happened to meet him.

At the right time, Yao Pofeng and Xiao Luo were not there, and only Qingyun was alone in the camp to heal his injuries.

"I've seen... Dream... Yao Fairy. ”

"Hmm. ”

Casually and a little lazy, Yao Mengxun looked around and asked lightly:

"Where's the Wind Breaker?"

"Brother Feng, he went to the front line, and I heard that there are a few powerful beasts. ”

"Good. ”

Only dropped a good word, Yao Mengxun turned his head and left, and the speed of turning around made Qingyun a little dumbfounded, just like when they met in the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice Hall.

"Dreams... Fairy Yao, please stay!"

Somehow, Qingyun's mind turned into a sea of paste, and he blurted out.

"Is there something wrong?"

Looking at the other party's back without even looking back, he had a flash of inspiration and said abruptly:

"Fairy Yao, according to my teacher... Senior Xiao said, the fat powder you use is a secret brew of the Condensing Flower Building, which is used to track down the genius disciples of various sects and sects for the Absolute Immortal Sect, if you can, I hope you will not use it again in the future, so as not to encounter danger. ”

"You're caring about me?"

Turning her head slightly, the sun reflected her elegant and noble face in a trance, like the girl who jumped out of her back back then.

I don't know where the courage burst out, Qingyun nodded tremblingly:

"It's... Yes. ”

It's just that he can see that after hearing this, Yao Mengxun's face did not show the slightest smile he imagined, and he still replied in a non-salty manner:

"Thank you. ”

After finishing speaking, he left directly, leaving only a burst of fragrant wind that made Qingyun's heart ache, but he couldn't forget it for a long time.

Since some choices have been made, it is necessary to have the courage to bear the consequences, and it is not something that he can still hold in the palm of his hand.

Just like Yao Mengxun regained power, that is, the head disciple of the high-ranking Jingcitian Sect Master, the former acting leader Lu Donglin could only serve on both sides.

At the price of this, she had to bear the hope of everyone with her weak shoulders, and a series of things that happened in the thirty-three realms made her learn a lot.

"Uncle Shi, the Qingyun young man who is recuperating from his injuries in the second young gang is the person you are looking for?"

"Hmm..."

After a long hum, Yao Mengxun seemed to consider the wording, and finally said:

"Yes, I've finally found it, and I'm a very good friend. ”

Hearing this, a trace of gloom flashed in Lu Donglin's eyes, and a pair of fists clenched unconsciously.

It's just that he didn't see it like Qingyun, Yao Mengxun, who was facing the sun alone, suddenly revealed a pair of shallow pear vortices that made Qunfang lose color.

Just like the spring water flowing eastward, the willows in the south of the Yangtze River are lovesick.

War is cruel, war is merciless, war is a tragic elegy written with blood and fire.

It may be ridiculous to call the battle of no more than a thousand people a war, but in the eyes of those true beasts, only the flesh and blood of the Kyushu monks can keep the spiritual veins of the Thirty-Three Realms continuous, and they can continue to survive with dignity.

So for them, even for the sake of every grass and tree in their home, this is a battle of life and death!

It's just that the speed at which the monks of Kyushu learned this truth seems to be a little slower, and it has also caused countless people to become the rations of those strange beasts like livestock.

And by this time, few people can hold the sword in their hands tightly, and few people can still make their sword qi unequivocal.

Because the real war is not at all pleasant, and it is not at all as beautiful as Xiao Luoyi's slaughter of the Evil Sect and the monks of the Divine Sword Sect.

The only thing left on the battlefield is the mantra of wisdom called life and death, such as:

Shouldn't the trial of the small secret realm be for everyone to find their own treasures and follow their own paths?

Shouldn't the trial of the small secret realm be led by the disciples to lead everyone on a thrilling tour of the mountains and rivers?

Shouldn't the trials of the small secret realm be something that the elders of the various families have been waiting for a long time outside the secret realm?

All the young people who have the above thoughts have generally already left the hatred of the sky and gone to say hello to the ancestors of their own sect.

Fortunately, I don't know if it's because these beasts are limited in number, or if the real masters of the Four Realms Mountain want to boil frogs in warm water and slowly boil these Kyushu monks to death.

They never do Armageddon, except for skirmishes with outsiders every few days.

Even so, according to the report of the spies who sacrificed their lives to escape from the Buming Monument, the "little fellows" outside have long been nowhere to be seen, which means that since everyone entered the Buming Monument, the Sijing Mountain has launched an encirclement and suppression of the Kyushu monks in the outside world.

At this point, the so-called white jade pendant is a conspiracy led by foreign beasts, and it is completely confirmed!

This is a disguised way to relieve Yao Mengxun of a lot of pressure, but what really made everyone die about "Qilin Tooth" was at the leadership meeting a few days ago.

The meeting was convened by Senmai to discuss the issue of wartime supplies.

Because as time went by, the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice and even the entire Buming Monument were blocked more and more strictly by the strange beasts, and although they all had dry food in their treasure bags, not all of them had enough for a few years after all.

The monks of the Yuanhua Realm can open the valley, but the monks below the Hundred Veins Realm still need to eat, drink, and Lazar.

God knows how long they will have to stay inside, and the living habits of the demon tribe determine that most of them don't carry much provisions, so they have to ask the other three forces for it.

Therefore, the location of the meeting was chosen in the Demon Clan's camp, which was also the first time that Qianwu took the initiative to invite humans to their residence.

"Although the culture of the demon clan is very different from my Kyushu, it has a strong natural fashion, and when the weather is right, it really knows how to practice better than my human beings. ”

Bai Zhizheng kept nodding his head and commented very pertinently.

"Bai Ye praised it falsely, the human body is the innate way, otherwise not only my demon clan, but also all kinds of strange spirits will become human bodies after they are transformed?"

Qian Wu was dressed in a military uniform, carrying a hundred spirits and a phoenix, looking a little hot in the wild, but he responded with a very modest smile, and he couldn't tell that it was this woman who almost killed Bai Zhizheng's general not long ago.

"If you want me to say, the biggest feature of the demon clan is that the male cultivator is handsome, the female cultivator is pretty, the convex is convex, the warped is the warped, hehe!"

Yao Pofeng stared at the twisted Qianwu with a wicked smile, so choked that Yao Mengxun almost slapped him, and secretly shouted in his heart:

"Born to the same father, why is there so much difference between the second brother and the eldest brother? Is it because they are not the same mother?"