Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

The three of them were whispering to each other, and Qi Wu Yue didn't wait for them to start fighting. Instead, he saw their faces getting paler and paler, and their confidence was getting weaker and weaker.

Xuanwei didn’t know what they were thinking. After a moment of silence, he returned the things.

The three people who were originally prepared to give in: "…………"

Turn around.

The three of them looked at each other, then gritted their teeth and went with Xuanwei.

Three people in the late fusion stage and one in the early stage of distraction, all of them are extremely powerful sword cultivators. They almost swept through the secret realm as they went.

Qi Wu Yue was dedicated to attracting hatred for Xuan Wei. No matter whether it was the resources in his own team or other sword cultivation teams he met, he would snatch them all and throw them into Xuan Wei's hands.

Some teams who were concerned about his level of cultivation in the Spirit Severing Stage had to bear it, but more sword cultivators could not tolerate it.

Warlike nature has always been the nature of sword practitioners, so he immediately drew his sword and slashed at Xuanwei.

Feng Bu Mian and others were also forced to deal with wave after wave of sword cultivation teams.

Some teams were straightforward and simply abandoned their resources and left when they lost, while others were unwilling to give up and greeted three generations of their family before leaving.

Feng Bumen: I have never felt so aggrieved in my life.

He pulled Xuanwei aside, pointed at the culprit who was watching the show with an umbrella, and was about to say, "Can you please take care of him and ask him to restrain himself?"

Suddenly, he slapped himself in the face silently.

Who cares! Who can care about that? Even if their clan leader comes and speaks, what's the difference between that and farting?

I traveled in the secret realm for five or six days, collected a lot of resources, and fought hundreds of battles.

Almost as soon as the battle was over and they had no time to catch their breath, they saw the sword cultivators whose resources had been robbed coming towards them with swords raised.

I had to wipe the sweat off my face and get up to fight again.

At the end of the fight, Shan Mianzai, who was always known for his dark side, smiled bitterly, waved his hands, and suggested: "Let's just avoid people and walk away."

The other two agreed, nodding frantically.

At night, the sky is filled with nebulae.

Feng Bumen took out a bottle of fasting pills from his arms, pinched the yellowish-brown pill with a strange taste, and prepared himself mentally for a long time. He couldn't even put the fasting pill into his mouth.

As a sword cultivator, the only suffering he didn't want to endure in his life was the suffering of the fasting pill.

Shan Mianzai glanced at the golden-yellow Qigong Pill in his hand.

The only difference was that the fasting pill in his hand had a little honey added to it, so it was not as bitter, but it could still choke the neck and stretch it two miles.

Before he entered the sect, he was a wealthy young master. Even the fasting pills were made by his family every month and sent to the sect.

The specially made fasting pills are mixed with a large amount of spiritual bee jelly.

But as we all know, the Bigu Pill has a soil-like taste and an extremely strange smell like dog shit.

Alchemists are all rubbish. After all these years, they haven't been able to improve the delicious fasting pills.

After hesitating for a long time, Shan Mianzai put the fasting pill into the small jade bottle without changing his expression, and smiled as if in spring breeze: "There are many spiritual beasts here, why don't we catch a few and roast them for food?"

Feng Bu Mian agreed instantly: "Good idea!"

Qi Wu Yue waved his hand and threw a spirit beast with a broken neck in front of the people: "The meat of this spirit beast is good. Who among you knows how to roast it?"

Without any hesitation, Shan Mianzai and others pointed their hands at Pei Shancai.

They said in unison: "He is the eldest senior brother of Wuji Dao Sect."

As everyone knows, the eldest brother is a nanny.

Pei Shancai: “???”

Does the eldest brother have to know everything?

Then he was forced to do the job.

Pei Shancai gritted his teeth and dissected the spirit beast. However, due to his lack of experience, bright red blood flowed down his hands, and he also irritated the long sword that was as gentle as white jade.

The sword spirit was angry with him for three days!

Pei Shancai was at a loss.

Qi Wu Yue chuckled and advised softly: "Since you are already angry, it is too late to appease her. Why don't you skewer the meat with your sword and grill it first? After everyone has finished eating the barbecue, I will help you find some metal ores that the spirit sword likes tomorrow. How about that?"

As soon as he smiled, Pei Shancai's rationality failed.

A pleasant voice, when slightly softened, can sound like a spell.

Pei Shancai suddenly felt dizzy.

Then the precious sword was used as a barbecue skewer. The white jade-like sword body was charred and mottled, a horrible sight.

Feng Bumen: “…………”

Dan Mianzai's gentle smile remained unchanged, and he calmly put his sword into the storage magic weapon.

He was afraid that one day he would lose his mind and his wife would use Lingjian as a firewood stick for others.

Look at these two, the Nascent Soul Sword carries people, the Nascent Soul Sword barbecues meat.

Pei Shancai blushed as he held the barbecued spirit beast leg in front of Qi Wuyue: "My cooking skills are rough, and there is no seasoning, so it might taste a bit unpalatable."

His sword had fainted from crying.

An Ning rummaged around and took out a bottle of secret sauce, the kind that's so delicious that it's even good for brushing the soles of shoes.

The little white snake curled its tail and spread the sauce evenly.

Master Bai raised his tail and with a swish, the greasy leg meat was deboned and evenly cut into small pieces, which were then beautifully served on two plates.

One was raised to the emperor's hand, and the other plate was thrown into a small golden cage placed on a stone nearby. An Ning stretched both hands out of the cage to catch it steadily, and quickly stuffed a mouthful of meat into it.

"Not bad." She commented tactfully.

Qi Wushang also took two bites.

general.

The next day.

In order to avoid the sword cultivators in the secret realm, Qi Wu Yue started to steal elixirs from monsters.

So the people chasing them changed from sword cultivators to huge monsters.

"Roar--"

The monster was chasing from behind, and Feng Bu Mian was blocking it while retreating. At the end of the day, except Xuan Wei, the remaining three were all covered in dust.

Halfway through, Pei Shancai picked up a group of fellow disciples.

It seemed that they were being chased by monsters. They were very surprised to see an acquaintance and immediately drove their magic weapons to rush over to ask for help.

"Brother Pei, help me!"

"Senior Brother Feng is here too! Help!"

……

Pei Shancai and others took action and quickly dealt with several monsters that were chasing them, and told several fellow disciples to be careful in the secret realm.

The leader was a beautiful female cultivator. She put her hands together and made a begging gesture, "Brother Pei, can we follow you?"

Dan Mianzai felt a little cold in his eyes. To be honest, this group of people were just a burden that would hold them back.

If we bring them along, not only will we have to focus on protecting them, but we will also be delayed in the process everywhere.

The four of them are the ones most likely to obtain the inheritance on this trip. They enter the secret realm to fight and rob, not to bring along a burden with insufficient cultivation.

Pei Shancai hesitated for a while. His good temper made it difficult for him to refuse. If it were normal times, he might have escorted this group of so-called junior brothers and sisters. But now he had his own teammates, and this matter was not something he could decide alone.

Feng Bu Mian was the first to get impatient. He said in a bad temper, "All the monsters we provoked along the way were in the Spirit Severing Stage. We couldn't even take care of ourselves when we were fighting. Are you sure you have the ability to escape from the mouth of a Spirit Severing Monster?"

The female cultivator's eyes turned red, and the two supporters around her immediately started to argue with him.

"Junior Sister Linlang just wants to follow Senior Brother Pei and help him to the best of her ability. Why is Senior Brother Feng so aggressive?"

"Senior Brother Feng is cold-blooded and doesn't care about our lives. We also have Senior Brother Pei to take care of us."

"Linlang and Qingfeng are both alchemists among us. Senior Brother Pei, we will be your strongest support..."

Feng Bumian, who had a hot temper, endured it again and again, and pulled Shan Mianzai over and said, "Let's go, let's go!"

Shan Mianzai staggered as he was dragged by him, and laughed: "You... really can't stand any words."

Feng Bu Mian's face darkened: "Do you want to stay and be annoyed to death by these people? I am not that capable. I can't face the attacks of the Spiritualization Stage monsters and still save a bunch of burdens. Are you going with me? I will leave by myself!"