Shenhao: I'm really the big villain, Qin Lang and Mu Yuyan

"escape!"

Mu Xianxian scolded and dispersed with the nine guards.

hissing...

The skyscraper looks like a giant python, but when it moves, there are countless lower limbs like centipede legs behind it.

Each one was as thick as a pillar, and the whole body collapsed.

They were densely packed and slapping towards the ground.

Mu Xianxian and his nine guards who were on the verge of being crushed were sent flying dozens of meters away!

"Wow!"

Mu Xianxian spat out a mouthful of blood.

While flying upside down, I watched the nine guards being submerged in the dense fog of gravel, and their whereabouts were unknown.

She closed her beautiful eyes in a daze.

Think silently in your heart.

Is this her punishment?

Not bad.

Die here.

Maybe no one else cares about that humiliation anymore.

Mu Xianxian, who collapsed on the ground, was waiting quietly.

Waiting for death to come.

However, the giant evil cultivator hit the ground like a mountain.

No more movement.

She opened her beautiful eyes in confusion.

Looking at the huge pit in front of me.

It seems that the giant evil cultivator has penetrated into the ground?

"I was lucky enough to escape, but it's a pity that they were all crushed to death."

Mu Xianxian looked at the blood stains on the edge of the pit.

Except for her nine guards.

Who else could it be?

In his heart, Mu Xianxian felt sad and relieved at the same time.

Feeling sorry for myself, I finally begged the guards for food.

They were not allowed to persevere until they left the place of trial alive.

What is relieved is that without the nine guards, her Wushou Divine Body can barely maintain the expenses of one person.

When Mu Xianxian was lying on the ground in a daze,

Not far away, a miserable howl sounded:

"Young Pavilion Master!"

"Young Pavilion Master, nothing can happen to you!"

"If you die, we will be shattered into pieces and we will not be able to face the Pavilion Master!"

"Nothing will happen to you, Young Pavilion Master!"

"He must be hungry and thirsty, and his energy and blood are exhausted. Where's the water? Have you drank all the water?! Drink blood, yes, drink our blood. As long as you can save the young pavilion master, what if you drain the blood?" !”

The shrill wails and the almost crazy noises.

Mu Xianxian opened his eyes with difficulty.

Not far away from her, nine guards were covered in blood.

The one who looked better was just severely injured and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood.

The worse ones were broken arms and legs, and some even had both legs broken.

He desperately climbed on the ground with his fingers, approaching her location.

"Are you okay?!"

Mu Xianxian's beautiful eyes widened.

His eyes were full of surprise.

"Young Pavilion Master is not dead, that's great!"

"Is the Young Pavilion Master injured?"

"..."

A group of miserable-looking life-and-death warriors gathered next to Mu Xianxian, their eyes full of concerned questions.

"I...it's okay."

Mu Xianxian shook his head in a daze.

Haven't reacted yet.

Why that blow just now.

No one was killed?

"It's good that the Young Pavilion Master is fine. I'll go find food for the Young Pavilion Master!"

"Yes, yes, I'll go look for water right away."

"We will never let the Young Pavilion Master suffer any harm."

"Even if he is shattered to pieces, we can't let the Young Pavilion Master be dragged down by us."

Nine great emperor guards.

Three can walk and three can hop on one leg.

Three more were crawling on the ground.

Even while crawling, stay away from Mu Xianxian.

Not disgust.

But they saw the surprise in Mu Xianxian's eyes.

It seems he doesn't want them alive.

Angry?

Not even a little bit.

They have received great kindness from the Young Pavilion Master, and this time they behaved like this again.

If you continue to follow the Young Pavilion Master, you won't be able to play any role.

It can only hold back.

The young pavilion master should be disgusted.

These hind legs should let the Young Pavilion Master break his arm to survive.

"Where are you going like this? Come back here."

Mu Xianxian looked at the staggering and rolling guard.

His chest felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer.

He quickly called out, "Come back! I'll let you come back!"

"Young Pavilion Master, take care of me!"

"I've been waiting for this for a long time, but I'm exhausted."

"Continuing to survive will only add to the burden on you, Young Pavilion Master."

"If you die, you will die, no regrets!"

"..."

The nine great emperor guards left without looking back.

They were hit hard this time and all were injured.

Plus the water you drank earlier.

I don’t know what’s going on, but the more I drink, the thirstier I get.

Qi and blood are blocked, coupled with injuries.

I really couldn't lick my face and continue to follow.

"Isn't it just a minor injury? I'll just go find Qin Lang and get some medicine!"

Mu Xianxian started to stop.

She would rather these guards shamelessly forced her to seek medicine.

She also couldn't accept those eyes that were ashen as death, and even if she died, she wouldn't want to drag down her determined gaze.

The softness in my heart cannot withstand such selfless destruction.

For her, these emperors.

Willing to die.

For her, these great emperors would rather starve to death than drag her down.

A few more.

Since her birth.

He watched her grow up and became a father and protector.

How, how could she withstand such inner torture?

She really wanted, really wanted those evil cultivators to show up.

Kill her and the guards.

I don’t want to look back and pray for Qin Lang.

But now, the weird thing is.

No matter how loud you speak.

Not even half of the evil cultivator can be seen!

"Then Qin Lang is a treacherous and sinister trader, how can he agree to Young Pavilion Master's request for medicine?"

"Even if all the imperial soldiers we have are given to Qin Lang, he will never let us live a good life!"

"Young Pavilion Master, there is no need to deceive yourself."

"..."

The nine guards sighed.

There seems to be a tacit understanding between them.

Everyone thought that this time they would definitely die.

Prevent Mu Xianxian from going to seek medicine.

"Our Xingyun Pavilion has such a great family and great business. Is it possible that this Young Pavilion Master doesn't even have this ability?"

Mu Xianxian gritted her teeth decisively, "You guys find a place to hide, I'll come as soon as I go, but if you can get some medicine, I can definitely get it!"

She held her hands on the ground.

The white elbow joints were shaking.

My arms can no longer exert any strength.

I don’t know how long I will have to help guide him later.

Her hands took turns, and she wasn't sure if she could hold on.

Mu Xianxian looked around at the disabled guards.

While sighing, he turned around and his eyes became determined.

Stepping on her white shoes, she resolutely moved her slender thighs towards the place that disgusted her so much.

It wasn't until Mu Xianxian walked away that the several guards gathered together looked at each other and muttered:

"Being watched!"

"Yeah, I'm being targeted."

"Isn't it wrong for us to deceive the Young Pavilion Master like this?"

"So what if it's not good, right now this is the only way for Young Pavilion Master to survive!"

"Even if you suffer some grievances, it is better than dying in this place of trial!"

"Young Pavilion Master, I have watched her grow up and treat her as if she were her own child. Being alive is better than anything else. Even if she is as strong as the Emperor and falls in the place of trial, she will only die!"

Several great emperors sighed indifferently.

When Mu Xianxian left earlier, they had already thought about seeking death.

I don’t want to be a burden anymore.

But no matter how they shouted.

There was no sign of the evil cultivator, and it seemed as if he had disappeared.

When Mu Xianxian returned, he had just recovered his energy and blood when he encountered evil cultivators again.

And after seriously injuring them, they fled instead of killing them.

This is clearly a deliberate attempt to make them a burden.

If there is no mastermind behind the scenes, even if they are beaten to death, they are not willing to believe it.

Only the Young Pavilion Master, a little girl who could barely leave the chariot, was kept in the dark.