Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

The sun gradually climbed into the sky, shining on the land covered by yellow sand.

The desert at noon was so hot that it was hard to breathe.

But at night, the temperature will drop again, just like the Lingxian Mountains in winter, it can freeze people to death.

It was noon, and even Wang Xiaoran, who had reached the late Golden Core stage, had to circulate the demon energy in his body to resist the restless heat.

Not long after, Elder Shen, who was elderly in a skirt and shirt, walked over without even being notified, and walked directly into the curtain. Seeing Wang Xiaoran's luck, he looked disdainful:
"That's it?"

"I thought Senior Sister Xiaoran, who was trusted by everyone, would be able to withstand the scorching heat without luck."

Wang Xiaoran opened his eyes, he didn't need to look, just by hearing the voice, he knew that it was Lao Shen, a hermaphrodite.

Although this guy always expresses his dissatisfaction with her, Wang Xiaorannian was quite active in fighting against the sand-bone tribe during this time, and he didn't bother to pay attention to his yin and yang, and said indifferently:

"Why does Elder Shen want me?"

"The bastards of the Shabone Tribe gathered their men fifty miles away, are you prepared?"

Wang Xiaoran glanced at her:
"There are only a hundred disciples in the city, and there are no reinforcements."

"Even if I have the hands and eyes that reach the sky, it's just that I concentrate my hands on the front gate, ready to meet the enemy at any time."

"The Shabone people are tyrannical by nature, and they have cultivated in Mobei and the Masi Empire for many years, so they have an inherent advantage in numbers..."

When Elder Shen heard this, he was immediately unhappy:
"You are the palm print this time, and you have the greatest say. In the army, you are the general."

"He's only fifty miles away now, can you tell me there's nothing you can do? Heh!"

Wang Xiaoran was not angry because of Lao Shen's interruption, if he was angry with her, Wang Xiaoran would probably die of anger.

"What way? Take the initiative?"

"Losing the defensive advantage of the city, the end of a rash attack can only be annihilated."

"Besides, not only are there enemies fifty miles away, Anzi has already reported back. Hundreds of miles away is the real core force of the Shabone Clan. They are guarding what is behind them."

Old Shen rolled his eyes:

"Everyone knows that they are protecting the Demon God, but so what?"

"We just sit and wait?"

Wang Xiaoran yawned and raised his eyebrows lazily:
"Elder Shen, have you not practiced together for too long? Have you not touched a man for too long?"

"Why is your temper so impetuous?"

"Right now, they are the sand-bone tribe who are anxious."

"The revival of the demon god requires a lot of demon energy."

"The Shabone Clan went south to harm the common people, that is accumulating devil energy for the devil's strength."

"If they don't go south to plunder, the demon god won't be able to wake up."

"It's been almost a month since the Sandbone Tribe invaded the desert for the first time, and the Demon God still hasn't moved at all."

"It can only be said that the magic energy needed by Ligu is not enough, so what we have to do is to hold this line of defense to prevent them from going south again and plundering the magic energy."

"In this way, the demon god will not be fully awakened."

"All we have to do is wait for work."

"Besides, we are monks, and the disciples of the Meihu Sect are not ordinary soldiers. They don't need any food and military pay."

"As long as it is spent here, it will only benefit us."

Hearing these words, Elder Shen closed his mouth.

Wang Xiaoran was right, she couldn't refute it.

Now, she came here today to find fault.

Just like what Wang Xiaoran said, she has been in the desert for almost a month, and there is no stove here, and she is about to get sick all day, and is very upset, and can only vent through quarrels.

Standing in front of the curtain in a daze for a long time, Elder Shen gave Wang Xiaoran a cold look, feeling that there was no panic in the quarrel, and prepared to leave.

Just as the curtain of the curtain was drawn, Elder Shen recalled what Wang Xiaoran said just now, and suddenly felt something was wrong, so he stopped and couldn't leave.

Wang Xiaoran really didn't want to look at her, so he asked casually:
"Elder Shen, is there anything else?"

"Wait, Xiao Ran."

Suddenly, Old Shen became serious. She looked at Wang Xiaoran, frowned and said:
"You said just now that the Sandbone Race are the ones who are in a hurry, and we just need to consume it?"

Wang Xiaoran nodded, confused by Lao Shen's sudden attitude.

Why do you call me Xiao Ran?

gross.

"I'm getting old, and I don't know the art of war."

"But at least I understand one truth, a dog jumps over a wall in a hurry, and a rabbit will bite people in a hurry."

"We prevented them from going south and accumulating demon energy by mutilating the people, so the demon god won't put pressure on those beasts?"

"Compared to us, aren't demon gods more feared by them?"

"Wouldn't that group of guys choose to die? Use all their strength to break the city?"

Wang Xiaoran listened, his expression slowly becoming serious.

It took her a long time to answer:
"I've considered what you said."

"If that's the case, I have no other choice."

"The disciples of the Meihu Sect are all over Dayu, so it's a bit difficult to get them together in a short time."

"Moreover, many of them are outer disciples who have no cultivation base and are responsible for inquiring about information."

"The real masters are almost all in the city."

"After fighting with each other for half a month, we are at the end of our rope when hundreds of people are killed or injured."

"If they really gather all their troops, then we can only fight against trapped beasts."

When Elder Shen saw that Wang Xiaoran was so rare, she was also slightly surprised.

But facing such a situation, she also has mixed feelings in her heart.

"Is there a letter from the suzerain?"

"Never... I don't know what her old man is thinking..."

Elder Shen sighed:

"Don't blame the suzerain. As the suzerain, she has a noble status and must not come here in person."

"Maybe...I mean maybe...she also asked other suzerains for help? It just didn't respond?"

"Yes! Ghost gate! There should be someone from the ghost gate..."

Before Lao Shen could finish speaking, Wang Xiaoran shook his head:
"I have never received a voice transmission or a letter from the ghost gate."

"Ugh."

Old Shen sighed, and opened the curtain of the curtain:
"There will be."

"The Yuyao Building was destroyed, the Poison Demon Sect underwent a big change, only the Ghost Sect can send people here..."

"Tell me, could it be that when the Poison Demon Sect rebelled and we didn't rescue them, the Demon Emperor held a grudge, and that's why he refused to save us?"

Wang Xiaoran shook his head and frowned:
"Old Shen, you and I have both met the Empress and know what kind of person she is."

"If it is as you said, then she is not the Devil Emperor Qiu Jue."

Old Shen listened, bent down unconsciously, and murmured:
"Then what to do..."

Wang Xiaoran showed a free and easy smile:

"Big deal, I will die here."

"That's fine. In the world of cultivating immortals in the future, everyone will remember me, the Meihu Sect, and respect me very much. They dare not insult me."

Old Shen smiled wryly.

She knew that Wang Xiaoran seemed free and easy, but was actually having fun in suffering, she shook her head and walked away without thinking too much, turned around and said "I believe there will be reinforcements", and left.