The good-for-nothing little junior sister is pampered by the best master

Su Xiaoxiao felt that the sound of the stream around her just now disappeared.

However, before she could think about it further, the female cultivator from the Lan family in front of her stabbed at her with a long sword again, and the other Lan family cultivators also followed suit.

These people said nothing, with deep resentment in their eyes.

"Didn't I just confiscate your storage magic weapon? As for you chasing after it..."

Su Xiaoxiao blocked another wave of attacks and took a few steps back.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly realized that the people and scenery in front of her were all illusions. The moment she appeared with the Lan family, she felt like she was meeting them again.

But when the person opposite said nothing and just attacked her blindly, she suddenly realized that maybe it was the mist that brought her into the illusion.

Su Xiaoxiao quickly made a few secrets in her hand, and then the Lan family members in front of her gradually disappeared, and the mist that suddenly rose also dissipated.

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao found that the scene around her was still the same as when she first arrived here, with corpses everywhere, and her feet were also stepping on the back of a lying corpse.

He suddenly withdrew his feet. There were obvious footprints on the corpse, and there seemed to be an obvious depression on the back of the corpse due to the gravity of Su Xiaoxiao's feet.

Su Xiaoxiao rubbed the soles of her shoes in disgust, and her body trembled.

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao looked around again, wanting to see the situation of several senior brothers.

If what she encountered before was an illusion, then the senior brothers probably also entered the illusion.

When Su Xiaoxiao began to inspect the surroundings, she found several people who were already some distance away from her, waving their own weapons and fighting against the void.

Su Xiaoxiao quickly took out a few talismans and headed towards Xu Tianyu and the others.

One by one, the Pure Heart Talisman was attached to several people's bodies, and all the people who had been fighting against Void just stopped.

Soon, the eyes of Xu Tianyu and others gradually became clear.

"Have we just entered a fantasy world?" Xu Tianyu frowned and said as he looked at the location of several people.

"Well, the fog just came out strangely, let's leave here first." Bian Xiuming and others are already awake, for fear that there are other variables here.

"Wait a minute, let's collect the storage instruments from these people first." Su Xiaoxiao pointed to the corpses on the ground and said.

Since they are dead, the storage instruments carried by these people naturally lose the mark of their owners and become ownerless things.

Lan Junming and the others didn't have any objections, and immediately collected them quickly.

Soon, several people who had gained a lot quickly left that strange place.

"What happened just now? Where did the suddenly rising fog come from?"

"I don't know either. When I was picking up storage magic weapons around, I didn't see any formations there." Su Xiaoxiao shook her head.

"Perhaps this is the special feature of this secret realm."

Some special environments appear in some ancient secret realms, and they are not all caused by formations.

It's just that so many monks died in vain, this kind of situation is not rare.

And they all knew that the deaths of those people should be caused by entering the illusion and then fighting each other in the illusion.

Fortunately, Su Xiaoxiao and the others just came here with not many people, so everyone gradually dispersed, and Su Xiaoxiao woke up a few people in time, so there were no casualties.

Several people then became more cautious in the secret realm, and Yu Wenlei also distributed some emergency pills to several people to prevent them from falling into a dangerous situation again and unable to save themselves.

On this day, several people who had not returned to the third camp for a long time finally planned to go back with a lot of harvest.

"I wonder if the cost of the camp will be calculated during the few days we are not staying?" Lan Junming held a withered grass branch in his mouth and lay flat on Toothless' back.

This time, in addition to some heavenly materials and earthly treasures they found in the secret realm, their biggest gain was the storage magic weapons they picked up by the creek.

The supplies in those stored magical instruments were very considerable. After Su Xiaoxiao and the others shared them equally, the wealth value increased a lot.

"Who knows, but we are not short of the money to enter the camp now." Xu Tianyu patted the storage bag on his waist. He already had several storage bags hanging on his body, and they were all full. .

It is estimated that after returning, they will become the richest monks in the entire Qingcheng Sect.

"Hahaha, following Brother Lan is indeed the most correct decision in my life." Ye Tianchen was also very happy, he was no longer a poor swordsman.

These people from the Qingcheng Sect are also very generous. After being recognized by them as one of their own, he will get a share of every harvest.

"Well, follow us from now on, and we will make a fortune together." Lan Junming sat up, patted Ye Tianchen on the shoulder and smiled.

When Su Xiaoxiao and others returned to the third camp, Lan Junming went to the puppet to ask.

Of course the answer is that after paying the fee, it is the monks' business to decide whether to live there, and the fees charged are calculated from the first day the monks come in.

This statement made Lan Junming and others feel helpless when they were surprised by the puppet's profiteer's face.

Who let this puppet have the final say on the rules here? Just like when Toothless was said to be too big, even contracted beasts could not enter here and had to pay a separate fee.

After not returning for a few days, it turned out that Su Xiaoxiao's small courtyard was not occupied by other monks, but the houses near them were also full of monks. It seemed that more and more monks found this camp.

Seeing someone stopping outside the empty courtyard again, the kind-hearted monk who set up a stall nearby reminded him: "This courtyard is very evil. Even if no one lives in it, the monks can't get in. Maybe there is some powerful power." Prohibition.”

"Well, this courtyard belongs to us." Lan Junming smiled and said to the monk, then turned around and stepped into the small courtyard with Su Xiaoxiao and others under the surprised eyes of everyone.

"This? Is there a master of formation among these people?" As expected of a monk from Zhongzhou, he is indeed well-informed. He quickly realized that in this camp where everyone's spiritual power is suppressed, the one who can set up a barrier should be It was done by an expert who set up the formation.

"Can't you tell which one looks like an expert in setting up the formation? Can you tell which one is the formation master?" At this time, many people had the same question. After all, Su Xiaoxiao and others looked too young.

In everyone's impression, even in Zhongzhou, the person who can set up the formation in this situation should be an old man.

"I just seemed to see the female cultivator waving her hand gestures a few times in front of the house." At this time, a person muttered quietly, but his voice was too low and was suppressed by the surrounding comments and did not arouse the attention of other monks. Notice.