The group’s favorite Xiao Long Bao: seven brothers and uncles love it to the extreme

With Qing Lang's comfort, Xue Ting was able to suppress the discomfort in his heart and nodded.

He also believed that Qinglang's words were not without purpose.

Furthermore, Long Baoer is indeed blessed with profound blessings.

"Then didn't you go down the mountain? How did you get back here?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Qinglang and Chang Yi's eyes suddenly widened.

"What do you say?"

Xue Ting frowned and repeated his words.

"That's not right! We didn't come to the mountains to the east of the city at all. We went to the west of the city!"

Xue Ting was dumbfounded. He paused for a moment before finding his voice, "But this is the sugar cane plantation in the east of the city!"

Qinglang and Chang Yi were both shocked. They both said, "No, it's impossible!"

Xue Ting looked at them steadily, and now Qinglang and Chang Yi couldn't help but not believe it.

Qinglang even felt that this might be another level of illusion.

But when he grabbed Xue Ting's arm and even put a talisman on him, he realized that this was Xue Ting and it was not an illusion.

Xue Ting calmly caught the talisman falling from his body and brought it to Qinglang.

Qinglang took it with a smile, "Brother Xue, don't mind, I thought you were an illusion between us."

"It doesn't matter." Xue Ting didn't care. The other party was more careful, but he was more at ease. "Since we are all here, I will continue walking with you to find the two Taoists."

"it is good!"

With three people together, the situation is better than before.

Qinglang and Chang Yi are cultivators. Although Xue Ting has never practiced, his body has gained thirty years of cultivation out of thin air, making him stronger than these two.

As for the big tail swinging back and forth behind Chang Yi's butt, Xue Ting just pretended not to see it.

It's just a tail, there's nothing strange about it.

The tail hair of his little white fox is very smooth and easy to touch.

The addition of Xue Ting made the other two people feel more at ease. Even the torch he brought illuminated the surroundings a lot.

"What the hell are these dark things that seem to be flowing."

"Perhaps, it's really a ghost thing." Qing Lang said pointedly, "The atmosphere here has a strong yin energy and death energy. But I don't understand. This is just a hill in a small county. Where did it come from? The death aura is so strong. Even if we kill everyone in this county, we won’t be able to gather such a death aura!"

Xue Ting thought of the appearance of everyone on the mountain in the past two days.

During the meal that day, only a few people could still tell how they got here, while the others could only work numbly, their faces were sallow, and their bodies were withered.

With that terrifying look, Xue Ting thought it was because of being tired from work at first.

Now that I think about it, not necessarily.

Now that these laborers have been captured, it is best if they can continue to work for a long time. Who would kill the goose and take the eggs, drive everyone to death, and then capture new ones?

Now that I think about it, what if their purpose is not to arrest people for work at all?

Then everything will be explained.

So thinking of this, Xue Ting immediately asked Qinglang, "Brother Qinglang, is there a kind of magic that can corrode people's minds, make them become stupid, and make them physically exhausted and eventually die?"

Xue Ting was not sure what the reason was, but Qinglang was a disciple of Taoist Master Yuncheng, so he should be well-informed in this regard.

Sure enough, after hearing Xue Ting's words, Qinglang immediately lowered his head and thought.

"There may be sorcery or something. But I know another kind..." Qinglang looked at the almost viscous liquid-like black substance around him, his eyes becoming more and more determined.

"What is it?"

Qinglang didn't speak, but instead quickened his pace, "Let's go quickly. Master and the others must be in front, we have to hurry up. Maybe Long Bao'er is here too!"

As soon as these words came out, Xue Ting and Chang Yi didn't bother to ask anything else, and both quickened their pace.

The further he continued walking, the heavier the cold air became, and the heavier the deathly air around him.

Qing Lang's cultivation was barely able to support him, and Chang Yi's tail had completely wrapped himself around him, but judging from his appearance, he seemed to be more relaxed than Qing Lang.

Qinglang sighed, this is the power of blood.

In this environment, Chang Yi might be able to get a blessing in disguise and activate all the power of his bloodline. This would be much smoother than forced awakening and would not have any impact on the body.

The most comfortable person here is Xue Ting. He can pay attention to his surroundings while moving forward and give Chang Yi a hand.

As they headed forward, the surroundings became colder and colder, and gusts of cold wind blew around them from time to time.

But this kind of coldness is not just the cold weather.

The cold weather can only make the surface of their bodies freeze and freeze. But now this chill with a strong sense of death came, and they felt like they were freezing from the inside of their bodies. It was an illusion that even their blood was about to solidify.

No, it's not an illusion.

Xue Ting lowered his head stiffly, looked at his arm, and found that the surface of his arm had condensed into a thin layer of black ice at some point. It was this thing that made him feel frozen all over.

The pace of the three of them is getting slower and slower. If this continues, they will eventually lose the ability to move completely, and then slowly die and become corpses.

"No!" Xue Ting just shouted, but he already felt that his voice was already slow. As for Qinglang and Chang Yi, they are both weaker and basically unable to move.

Ruined!

They are really going to die!

This was the thought that flashed through the minds of the three people.

They were already about to die here before they found the two masters or Long Baoer.

Damn it!

At this moment, a white shadow jumped over quickly from a distance.