My wife is a passerby villain

Chapter 364 The meaning of the past
Then, the young man actually began to murmur, and at the same time his eyes became increasingly red.

"We haven't lost yet..."

"At least one of us is still alive and we haven't lost yet!"

The young man's expression immediately put An Tong on guard. When the other party left muttering, An Tong hugged her husband's arm and said in a very serious manner: "Don't talk nonsense in the future. How can you just talk so casually?" Tell others about your situation?"

Yin Hang was afraid that An Tong would worry about him, so he described the situation similar to what he just said. But when he wanted to explain, An Tong put his finger on the tip of his nose to prevent him from revealing his old background here. More coming out.

Because of the young man's actions just now, many cultivators gathered around. When they heard something and looked at Yin Hang curiously, Yin Hang noticed a young man with a blue face and some blood on the corners of his mouth. The boy was looking at himself with his hands in his mouth.

The cultivator next to him seemed to have noticed Yin Hang's gaze, and hurriedly picked up the little boy and hid it behind him. He also whispered: "Be careful, don't scare others."

Yin Hang frowned slightly. He had been dazzled several times just now. Was it because he was too tired?
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Inside the Qingyang Sect, the young man's scarred eyes looked at the disciples of the sect around him, and the aura of death lingered here.

"We have to take back the Sword Tomb," the young man's damaged vocal cords made a hoarse voice, "No matter what..."

"But the area around the Sword Tomb has been occupied by sunspots, so it's difficult for us to make a detour," a young man with a blood hole in his chest and an empty heart raised his hand and said, "And there are hundreds of millions of monsters entrenched there, not to mention..."

"How can we possibly win the chess sage?"

"Because we are bound to lose..."

"There is indeed no chance of winning," the young man slowly stood up. As for the wounds on his body, it was as if a thousand swords had pierced his heart.

Then, his purple lips opened and he continued to make that hoarse sound.

"But, we haven't lost yet."

"What can I do if I give everything I have?"

"Qingyang Clan disciples listen to orders...there will be no return if you go here."

"Hold the cup without wine and say farewell!"

All the disciples were silent for a moment, then clasped their fists and left. After there was no one in the door, the young man took out the white relic from his pocket, looked at the three silver-gray marks on it, remained silent for a long time, and finally Said to himself.

"Even if there is only one..."

"Let us at least have a meaning of existence."

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Just when the girl was leading Yin Hang and An Tong to find a place to stay, a cultivator suddenly ran over. After he whispered a few words to the girl in a hurry, the girl went crazy on the spot.

"What are you doing? If the clothes in my house are soaked like this, they will stink!"

Then she glared at Yin Hang fiercely. It was obvious that this guy was the culprit who caused her to be unable to dry her clothes in time! "We are going to clear out some monsters next door, but this will leave the camp's defense force empty, so I would like to trouble you guys to move to a safer place."

When the girl said this, she seemed particularly impatient. She even emphasized the word 'trouble'.

However, the girl is also a chatterbox and likes to talk about Yin Hang. For An Tong, talking about 'Yin Hang' will make her jealous and wary, but how about talking about 'your husband', An Tong The chat box can be opened in an instant.

On the way, Yin Hang noticed that the cultivators in the entire camp were suddenly mobilized. The efficiency was surprisingly high. The ordinary people who were complaining about the heavy smell of oil fume one moment were holding swords in their hands and fiercely attacking them the next moment. There was even a murderous intent in his eyes, completely changing his temperament.

When they rushed to the protective area, Yin Hang saw that the girl in charge of the appraisal was also here, and her weak temperament always gave them a feeling of distress.

Because An Tong and Yu Yu are both girls, they have to be arranged to live separately.

In the original plan, the girl accompanied Yin Hang, but An Tong's little temper prevented her. After all, it was not her overthinking, but the look in the weak girl's eyes when she looked at her husband. It was really not Something is generally wrong.

In the end, the younger girl took Yin Hang to the protected room full of resentment, while An Tong and Yu Yu followed the girl to other places.

Yin Hang always felt a little weird, but he couldn't follow An Tong to the girl's resting room. Then he gave Yu Yu a signal to protect An Tong, and then he left with the chirping girl.

Yin Hang was arranged into a very comfortable room. The strange thing was that the room seemed to have just been built, and the simple surroundings gave off a comfortable feeling and a chilly touch just now. completely different.

"Am I the only one?" Yin Hang asked with some confusion, "And why does it feel so new here?"

"I just built it specially for you..." the girl said in a loud voice: "You are the weakest cultivator in the whole camp, and you are probably at the bottom than me. If I don't build one specially for you, where will you be arranged?"

"Um..." Yin Hang felt a little embarrassed immediately, and then saw the girl sitting in the corridor like this, leaning on her chin and looking a little impatient, so he asked curiously: "Aren't you leaving?"

"Go?" The girl curled her lips, "Where should I go?"

"You want to stay here?"

"That's for sure. The demon clan is not stupid. They know the weaknesses of our cultivators. They like to sneak attack on the weak, not killing them, but tearing them into serious injuries. And in order to protect the seriously injured cultivators, the price we pay is often higher... "

"So I have to stay here to protect you," the girl said with her hands on her hips, "despite my young age, I have been practicing since I was seven years old, and now I am close to the middle of the Yellow Level. I can protect you more than enough."

Yin Hang was stunned when he heard it. He was close to the middle of the Huang level. Speaking of which, the average combat effectiveness of the entire camp was very high. It seemed that he had never heard the name ABCDEF.

However, he felt that it was inappropriate to let a girl squat outside the door, but it was obviously inappropriate to let her in. After thinking for a moment, Yin Hang moved the only chair in the room to her.

The girl was stunned for a moment, then she started blaming her with a snort, "There are also chairs, so why didn't you move them out for me earlier?"

"Also, if you want to please me in this way, don't be wishful thinking."

Yin Hang said that he couldn't understand what the little girl was saying at all. The long period of high-pressure environment made him very tired and he was ready to take a rest. After all, he was really exhausted.

The practitioners in ancient costumes in the camp, except for the young man, were all quite normal, but Yin Hang was still a little wary.

(End of this chapter)