"Uncle Shi, can I not go?" Dian Bei, the inner disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, begged with a sad face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What do you say?" replied Zhen Daomei, the steward of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect Refining Hall, angrily, and his face was also very unpleasant.

Also, whoever gets up early in the morning and eats an elder and hangs up, his mood will never be much better.

Thinking that he Zhen Daomei has served the sect diligently for so many years, how could he have made a mistake in doing things, but he was treated like this, how could it not be chilling?

And that elder, isn't it just that he got started early and has deep qualifications to climb to his current position, and how can he have any real ability, just look at what kind of sword spirit he has studied for fifteen years, but he has not made half a point of progress to know what kind of character he is.

This kind of person is also embarrassed to dictate to Lao Tzu?

Phew!

Today, the elder called himself in early in the morning and reprimanded him, accusing himself of not preparing all the materials in time, which led to the interruption of his research ideas, and threatened to take responsibility for the disadvantage of his research.

But you can blame yourself for having prepared materials for three months, and you are a fool in less than a month?

Thinking of this, Zhen Daomei's heart was full of indignation: What the hell, why did you have such a boss?

It's a pity that the official level crushed people to death, and even if Zhen Daomei was reluctant in his heart, he had to follow the elder's instructions and go out to prepare materials.

One of the most important and indispensable of these materials is Phantom Gold.

Phantom Gold, the only place of origin is Yun Mengze, and this damn Phantom Gold is the reason why he Zhen Daomei has been assigned to this remote town on the border of Yun Mengze for fifteen years.

Zhen Daomei led a team of disciples to Yunmengze to collect phantom gold, he was already in a bad mood, and then he heard the disciple named Dianbei who begged before and said resentfully: "I got up early and calculated a hexagram, it is not appropriate to go out today, there is a big omen." ”

Zhen Daomei's brows furrowed slightly.

There was a disciple who was familiar with Dianbei next to him and jokingly said: "Come on, who doesn't know your level of divination, ten hexagrams are not allowed, and you are chattering all day long, didn't you just be taught a lesson yesterday?"

"Yes, I counted myself as having a bloody disaster yesterday, and the elders taught me a lesson after hearing about it, and the corners of my mouth were bleeding with a slap. ”

"Moreover, I am not the only one today, our group of people, including Steward Zhen, are all purple and have a black face, which is a real omen. Dian Bei's tone trembled, and his face wrinkled into bitter melon.

This little rabbit cub actually cursed himself on his head?

Zhen Daomei couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, and shouted angrily: "Enough, if you don't want to go, get out, and don't think about staying in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect." ”

Zhen Daomei's sudden anger frightened the disciples into silence, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

After a long time, the disciple who had a good personal relationship with Dianbei spoke up and said, "Don't worry, it'll be fine, Uncle Zhen is a Yuanying Great Cultivator, and the place where we went to mine today is just the periphery of Yunmengze, and it is difficult for Jindan Desolate Beasts to encounter." ”

"Oops. With the nodded of the frightened Dianbei Machinery, Zhen Daomei and his party finally set off, but the morale of this team was not high in any case.

Alas, this day is really unbearable, Zhen Daomei thought in his heart, why don't you take out half of your life savings and go to the deacon hall to walk the door, so that you can move a land for yourself?

But in any case, it's a matter of completing the task at hand.

And Chen Yuan, who was still in Yunmengze at the moment, was already in a terrible situation.

Two days and two nights of outlaw and escape made him feel that he had run out of oil and dried up.

Although the spiritual power in his body was still quite full, and there was still some spiritual stone reserves in the storage ring, he needed to guard against attacks from behind him at all times, and this state of high mental tension lasted for so long, which still made Chen Yuan feel extremely tired.

At this time, Chen Yuan's image was quite embarrassed, his coat had been torn into strips of cloth, it was full of dirt, and there were a little traces of blood in between, and no one could see that this was once a white and elegant Yingtian sect costume.

These were all traces of sporadic attacks that had fallen on Chen Yuan's body.

Even his face was bruised and purple and covered with sludge, but he didn't have the time to wipe it off.

Before, a cunning desolate beast unexpectedly launched a surprise attack from the flank, and in a hurry, Chen Yuan made a sharp turn, did not control his strength, and planted himself in the mud pit......

The distance of thousands of miles was not too far for Monk Jindan, if it was on weekdays, under Chen Yuan's full flight, it would only take a whole day.

But under the pursuit of these many desolate beasts, from time to time it was necessary to resist or move and dodge, two days and two nights have passed, and there are still hundreds of miles away from the other border of Yunmengze.

During the long pursuit, the momentum became more and more powerful, and there were already as many as three or four thousand desolate beasts following behind him, among which there were also some desolate beasts with distracted strength.

Fortunately, these desolate beasts and Chen Yuan did not have a life-and-death enmity, they just came to join in the fun, and they did not chase after them as hard as the desolate beasts that were robbed of their treasure by Chen Yuan, which allowed Chen Yuan to survive.

The one-time spirit runes on his body have long been used up, and now for painless attacks, Chen Yuan is completely relying on his body to resist, only some threatening attacks, Chen Yuan will let the dog rest adults help or use fog to dodge.

Chen Yuan bit his lip violently, and the stimulation from the pain cleared his originally groggy mind a little.

Hold on, but there are only a few hundred miles left! Gritting his teeth, Chen Yuan silently cheered himself up in his heart.

Just when the clarity brought by the painful stimulation gradually subsided, Chen Yuan suddenly heard the voice of Lord Gou Yu from behind: "There is a team of monks in front. ”

Chen Yuan paused, looking a little hesitant.

But immediately, I heard Lord Gou Yu add: "It's a monk of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect." ”

At this moment, Chen Yuan no longer hesitated, and flew over at an accelerated speed.

The rough work of mining naturally does not need to be done by Zhen Daomei himself, and at this moment he is standing aside with his hands in his hands, paying attention to the movements around him.

At this moment, Zhen Daomei suddenly raised his head and looked ahead suspiciously, there seemed to be some movement over there.

Soon, the movement came.

A sharp-eyed disciple said, "Uncle Shi, it seems that a monk has fled again, and there are still a few desolate beasts chasing after him. ”

Zhen Daomei nodded and ordered: "Don't act rashly first, let's see the situation." ”

Only what made him frown was that the monk who fled in confusion seemed to have noticed the traces of their group, and flew straight towards them.

At the same time, the monk's shout came from his ears: "Senior brothers, I am Liang Heng's junior brother, come and save me." ”