A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Han Xinshuang pouted, unhappy.

Isn't it just to hide for a while? Why was it still abandoned?

Before the chariot left, the demon sect disciples committed murder again. They all became a tool for her to vent her anger.

It actually helped to get rid of the bad reputation of this orchard.

Ruoxue Araguan comforted her in a low voice: "Don't be angry. You are invisible, and we don't know where you went. When we found you were not there, we came back to pick you up immediately."

Han Xinshuang had a dark face: "Have you ever felt particularly unlucky recently? Even when you walk, you get hit by bird droppings."

Araguan Ruoxue was slightly startled.

After Han Xinshuang's reminder, I did encounter a lot of minor accidents recently.

It's just that their realm is high and they don't take it seriously.

Ling turned his head and comforted: "Don't take it to heart. Just get used to it."

"Who would be used to being unlucky?" Han Xinshuang was still angry. The tone of speaking is also not very good. He gave Jiang Yu and Gu Puppet a hard look.

"Me!" Ling said matter-of-factly: "I think it's quite normal."

Han Xinshuang suddenly trembled: "I heard... bad luck is contagious."

Jiang Yu smiled coquettishly: "Don't think about it. It's all psychological."

Having said that, he asked loudly and worriedly: "Little Chi, you didn't have a bad stomach this time, did you?"

Fire Dragon's muffled voice came from the front: "Don't worry, I will tell you in advance."

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of heat hit his face.

Almost made several people vomit.

"Hahahaha... this is an accident." A proud laugh sounded from the front: "I will tell you in advance next time."

Binzhou.

In a ruined temple on a barren mountain.

More than thirty monks fled in in great embarrassment.

Everyone is hurt.

An old man laid the wounded man flat on the ground. He shook the gourd on his body, turned around and asked, "Who still has water?"

The old man is Wei Guangyao.

I once met Jiang Yu outside the secret realm of Huo Feng.

He originally knew some water magic.

But on the way to escape, all the spiritual energy was exhausted.

"I have some more here." Yin Lezhan took out the water bag and handed it over.

He was taught by the mysterious monks in the Ring. Progress is rapid. Now he has reached the peak level of pill formation.

But this kind of strength is completely inadequate in the face of the general trend.

The Demon Sect holds a large amount of cultivation resources. In a short period of time, more than ten Nascent Soul stage powerhouses were trained using secret techniques.

The Righteous Alliance has no energy and no ability to compete.

He was killed miserably.

Fu Bo died in the hands of his pursuers while covering Yin Lezhan's retreat.

Even the leader of the Xianyue Sect was missing during the rout.

Yin Lezhan is already the one with the highest level of cultivation among these people.

"If it doesn't work... let's break up. If we have a head-on confrontation with the Demon Cult, we will only die." A woman with blood on her face said in a dry voice. He stared at the water bag in Wei Guangyao's hand.

No water has come in for two days.

With everyone injured, even the monks have reached their limit.

Yin Lezhan pondered for a long time and sighed: "You all know what the Demon Cult does. Many people's sects have been destroyed at the hands of the Demon Cult. They are indeed powerful. But someone has to stand up and resist. Everyone gather your supplies. Whoever wants to leave, I won’t force him to stay. Just take your share and leave.”

His character and strength are still convinced by everyone.

These people have been fighting fiercely with the Demon Cult for a long time, and their successful escape depends on Yin Lezhan.

They placed the remaining food and water in a pile.

No one is fighting for it.

After a long time, the youngest monk in the Qi training stage stood up with a guilty look on his face: "I... my father and mother are still here. I don't want to die..."

Yin Lezhan nodded slightly: "Take your share and go. Pay attention to safety on the road."

The young man silently poured water into the water bag and grabbed a handful of cooked millet. Chaoyin Lezhan and the other monks bowed. Leave with your head down.

Yin Lezhan waited for a long time, but no one came forward. I couldn't help but ask: "No one wants to leave?"

The woman who had previously proposed to break up the gang licked her chapped lips: "Just complaining. The child still has parents. Where can we go?"

Wei Guangyao carefully stuffed the water bag. Leaning on the earth wall: "I rely on my old age and put my life in your hands. It's up to you how to use it."

Yin Lezhan smiled bitterly: "Except for the children who just left, I am the youngest here. It's so stressful."

Wei Guangyao laughed strangely: "Who made you the master's disciple? If he is not around, you will be the acting master."

Yin Lezhan shook his head helplessly: "Let's redistribute materials. Take the time to rest. The more spiritual energy you restore, the more hope you will have to survive."

Wei Guangyao picked up a handful of millet and stuffed it into his mouth, put the water hyacinth to his nose and smelled it. Not willing to drink: "Oh, it would be great if that little friend named Jiang Yu was here. His water spells are much better than mine."

Yin Lezhan just put the water bag to his mouth. After hearing this, he put it down again: "He...if he was really here, we would never end up in this situation."

Wei Guangyao also became more energetic: "Yes, yes, that boy is very powerful. I still owe him a pottery plate. Alas, it seems that he has not yet paid."

The woman drank the water she was given.

He chose a comfortable position and lay down: "Are you so awesome? We met two Yuanying old monsters."

Yin Lezhan showed a look of reminiscence: "You regard me as a genius. But the strength of some people cannot be measured by their realm. As long as any one of them is here, let's not just drink water, but also take a bath."

After a pause, he added: "Except Fang Yuan. He only knows how to use fire."

Wei Guangyao tidied the wounded man's clothes and lay on the ground in a very inconspicuous manner: "Are the others so good? Anyway, you have nothing to do, so tell us about it."

At this time, I am most afraid that no one will speak.

Once you calm down, you will start thinking in the wrong direction.

Yin Lezhan organized his thoughts and asked with a smile: "Have you ever heard of the Immortal Dao Conference on Lingsu Island?"

He is not good at telling stories.

But the dry description still made a group of monks scream.

A big spirit who is good at running away and spitting.

It is comparable to the ferocious beasts and monsters in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Jiang Yu can compete with the monsters on a par.

Ruoxue Aragaki, who summoned the wild waves.

The weird chilling frost.

And Fang Yuan, who is extremely thoughtful...

Everyone was amazed.

Yin Lezhan seemed to have returned to that carefree time.

The finger on his left hand trembled slightly. Taoist Lu Ya's voice sounded in my mind: "Don't belittle yourself. I, Taoist Lu Ya's disciple, will not be worse than anyone else!"

At this time, a weak voice came from behind the half statue: "You... who are you?"

As soon as the words came out, all the monks became alert.

They had checked it when they entered the temple, and there were no traces of humans or animals.

Rushing behind the shrine, there was a girl with a delicate face.

There is a hole in the corner of the wall.

It should have crawled in through the hole.

Yin Lezhan frowned and looked at the girl. I saw that she had no cultivation and her clothes were in rags. The lower abdomen is slightly bulging.

I couldn’t help but ask: “Refugees?”

The girl nodded timidly: "Who are you...?"

Seeing that there was nothing strange about the girl, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yin Lezhan squatted down, his eyes level with the girl's. He smiled kindly and said, "Don't be afraid, we are refugees too. We won't hurt you. Are you alone? Why are you hiding in a place like this?"

The girl pursed her lips and said, "Everyone who fled together is dead. I came over when I heard a sound coming from here."

Yin Lezhan divided out a handful of millet. He handed it over along with the water bag: "What's your name?"

"Xiao Tao..."