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After May, midsummer comes.

The scorching sun was scorching the dry land, and it hadn't rained for more than half a month. Many traces were too late to be erased, reflecting the shocking bloodstains, and dead bones and limbs stained with loess were buried in the dry grass by the roadside, strange and decayed. The breath rushed straight to the sky, and the smoke was so stuffy that people couldn't open their eyes.

Suddenly, a white shadow flew from far away, making a tactic with one hand, holding his long sword upside down, his eyes like lightning, he lingered around, and among the mixed smells, he keenly smelled a particularly disgusting smell. Bloody smell, walked along, and found a little bluish blue blood hidden in the withered grass, and immediately released the flying flower order.

A moment later, more than a dozen figures hurried over.

This group of Shanhaimen disciples chased the fleeing monster clan for several days, without sleep, all of them were in untidy green shirts, those who were too dirty just picked up the dust removal formula, and those who were not too dirty just wrapped their clothes and lay down on the floor when they were tired——Fang Shiyi belt head of.It's been more than half a year since I came out, and everyone is used to seeing life and death, confronting demon cultivators tit for tat, sneak attacking and being sneak attacked, calculating and being calculated, no matter how innocent you are, you should grow up, and you are so tired that you don't want to do anything like a fairy, One after another pursued "informality".

Therefore, the sudden appearance of such a group of people was like a grand gesture of beggars' disciples collectively begging for food.

Among the group, only little princess Xiao insisted on "coming out of the mud without being stained", from her hair to her robes to the soles of her boots, she must be spotless and clean. Seeing this group of beggars coming, Xiao Minghe frowned , quickly swept away, and raised his chin towards the direction of the blood.

Fang Shiyi wiped his face and praised: "As expected of the second junior brother, he has a really keen sense of smell."

This doesn't really sound like a compliment, Xiao Minghe gave him a cold look, Qi Chu's scalp was numb, and he immediately cut off the conversation: "Ha! It seems that the green snake is nearby, find it out quickly, and then you can go back There's a difference."

Although Xiao Minghe was good at things, he also understood the importance of things, so he swallowed the words back.Qi Chu took out the compass, leaned over and took a handful of blood-stained fine soil, and placed it on the compass.The fine soil was absorbed by the compass, Fang Shiyi leaned over and joked: "This compass modified by the younger brother is interesting, it can eat everything, and you are not afraid of diarrhea."

Qi Chu smiled and urged the compass, which turned around and slowly pointed to the east.

Fang Shiyi instructed: "Hold your breath, this long worm is not slippery, if you let him run away, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch it."

Half a quarter of an hour later, more than ten people quietly surrounded a mountain pass.Fang Shiyi signaled the rest of the disciples to use formation flags to avoid being discovered again, and was about to pull out Wangshu when he suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at Xiao Minghe who was standing far away with arms folded, and sent a voice transmission: "Leave it to junior brother. "

Xiao Minghe was taken aback for a moment, his lips moved, he didn't refuse, and approached with a cold crisp.

Qi Chu was a little worried: "Eldest senior brother, second senior brother..."

"It's okay." Fang Shiyi leaned to the side as if it had nothing to do with him, and smiled, "He is afraid of ghosts, not demons. This snake demon was killed in the Xiao family's territory, and the result of his coming is right. "

...Besides, he was the one who slaughtered the demon clans this time around. The cultivating tabloids had a good nose, and they boasted nonsense every day, almost wanting to make him a hero to save the world. Xiao Minghe lost all limelight and his face turned pale with anger Now, every day when he opened his eyes and saw Little Princess Xiao's expression of "I want to kill you today too", he couldn't bear it.

Having said that, Fang Shiyi's eyes were glued to the formation, and he was playing with the broken fan that never left his body with one hand. When the fan bones whirled, there was a slight sound of breaking through the air.

The green snake that got into the hole was quickly forced out, and just about to use the same trick to escape, the fellow disciples who had been deflated many times grew their minds, and the formation was activated to block him.Xiao Minghe never talks nonsense, the edge of his sword is cold and sharp, and his sword moves are neat, without sloppy at all, he grabs exactly seven inches, and slashes down with his sword firmly and steadily.

The snake demon was already exhausted, his body was covered with wounds, and he couldn't escape. With a scream, he was given a second sword.

The dust has settled.

Seeing the monster fall to the ground, Qi Chu stepped forward, cut off the scales, took another bottle of blood, and then got up: "Okay, let's go back."

Fang Shiyi withdrew his gaze and stood up with his sword.The young disciples were elated at first, but then they thought of something and turned into bitter faces: "The third uncle walked alone, the fourth uncle led another group of disciples to Wangshan, and when he returned, he had to be reprimanded by the fifth uncle. "

"'A little snake demon, you have wasted a few days, and Shanhaimen has completely embarrassed you!'" Another disciple pinched his voice and imitated it vividly.The disciples around burst into laughter, and the teacher was so daring.

Fang Shiyi slapped the fan over with his backhand, and taught them a lesson one by one: "If you talk too much, I won't bring you out next time."

The beating was not severe, and a few young disciples had a good relationship with him, so they didn't care. They scratched their heads and laughed. After laughing, they realized that there was a person named Xiao next to him, who was the nephew of the Fifth Elder, and the sound was immediately silenced.

Xiao Minghe sneered and left first.

The scorching sun was still baking the earth, and there seemed to be a vague smell of blood floating in the air.

Fang Shiyi narrowed his eyes and glanced south.

The turmoil between the monster tribe and the evil cultivators, although the momentum is huge, but there are not many outstanding ones, most of the little monsters are not strong, and they can make waves in front of mortals and low-level monks who have no power to fight back. Simply send the disciples out.

The branch of Shanhaimen headed north all the way, fighting with the demon clan and evil cultivators along the way, getting farther and farther away from the sect.

... The ancestor in the family must be resentful to death.

Fang Shiyi has a headache when he thinks of coaxing children. Although he always picks up a few strange gadgets and keeps them as apology wherever he goes, Meng Mingchao definitely doesn't like this.

Besides, he also missed Meng Mingchao, and felt a little guilty in his heart.

Thinking miscellaneously all the way, after entering the nearby city with monks guarding him, Fang Shiyi went straight back to the private courtyard arranged for him by the city lord, instead of accusing Xiao Lin of accusations.

Back then, the bloody corpse pit produced a corpse king that shocked the world and wept ghosts and gods. Xiao Lin was unlucky to meet that thing head-on several times, and accidentally scratched the oily skin. The corpse poison spread rapidly, and almost lost an arm. I'm in a bad mood.

Ming Ming poked his head out from his sleeve, Fang Shiyi held the little bird in his hands, and took out the sound transmission symbol with his other hand, pinched the fat bird in his hand while talking, and when he said Ming Ming, he was pinched.

Even if you are hated and scolded, you have to find someone who shares the joys and sorrows and the misfortune.

After Mingming finished chirping angrily, Fang Shiyi smiled and told a few idle words, and released the sound transmission talisman.

The sound transmission symbol turned into a golden light and rushed towards the distant Shanhaimen.

After trimming, Fang Shiyi went to the yard, jumped on a branch, lay down with his hands on the back of his head, thinking desperately: Could it be that I am taking the protagonist's script?

Why do things keep breaking up and good things are hard to come by?

It took ten days for this sound transmission talisman to fly back to Shanhaimen with twists and turns, bumps and bumps, passing through mountains and mist, and bumping into the enchantment outside Lanyueju courtyard with a ding.

At that time, Fang Suyi had already led his disciples northward again, and did not stay in that city anymore.

The lavender petals fluttered one after another, and the boy who was sitting under the flower tree and closed his eyes opened his eyes, and casually summoned the sound transmission talisman.

Dandan sits next to him and catches fish persistently—this big cat loves to play with the carp in the pond, catches them out, puts them in his mouth, and then spits them back.Sensing the emotional changes of the people next to him, the big cat quietly moved aside, fearing that it would harm the fish and cats in the pond.

The sound transmission talisman was drawn by that person himself, and it came out of his hand, and the spiritual power contained in it is also familiar.

Meng Mingchao played with it for a while before flicking it with his fingers.From the sound transmission talisman came the young man's voice with a slight smile, as if he was out for a tour: "...the scenery here is beautiful, there is a lake, and the sinking stones at the bottom of the lake are colorful and very beautiful. If you have time in the future, senior brother will take you to see it." Look. I've been a little tired these days, so I can't go into details. Xiaoming stays alone. If he's bored, he'll go to Mingshao Peak to play with his seniors and sisters. Ask Mr. Cen for the medicine after drinking it, but be careful. His precious pimple green vine is bothering you again. Brother will be back in a while..."

The voice is blowing in the ears with the breeze, as if an old friend is by your side.

He opened his eyes but was empty, he was the only one guarding this small courtyard.

Meng Mingchao carefully used his spiritual power to protect the fragile talisman paper, trying to keep it from breaking.The talisman paper lost its golden light and turned back into an ordinary yellow talisman, which he held tightly between his pale fingers.

He thought blankly, you liar.

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