Chapter 58

Xuanyuan Qingshuang hid on a big tree, holding a small orange while watching the four of Xiao Hanyu being besieged by monsters.

Suddenly, the peak master's order lit up.

Bai Guang, the other party is someone with a lower position than her.

After deliberating for a moment, he waved his hand to set up a sound-proof barrier, and then switched on the communication.

"Hey, A Shuang, where are you?"

There was a hint of sweetness in the supposedly clear male voice, which made Xuanyuan Qingshuang feel goosebumps all over her body.

People who talk like this are either white lotus or green tea!
"Who, say."

The simple and clear words are so flat and without any emotion that Lu Zeyan, who is full of passion, wants to cry.

He glanced furtively at the people around him, walked towards the corner of the hall, and then continued in a low voice:
"A Shuang, it's me, Xiao Yanyan."

Of course, Xuanyuan Qingshuang knew that it was Lu Zeyan. She didn't know many people, and she was the only one who dared to talk to her in such an intimate tone without fear of death.

Why are you looking for her, and she is not in the sect?

The person on the opposite side laughed twice, and asked coyly:

"Ah Shuang, can you do me a favor?

"It's just that my family has an urgent matter, and I want to go back, but the Shanhai Sect has regulations that newcomers who have joined the sect for less than a year are not allowed to leave."

Lu Zeyan kept an eye out, knowing that if he directly said to come to her, Ah Shuang would definitely not agree.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang didn't understand these regulations, because the original master had directly changed from a disciple to a senior manager with the decision-making power of the sect.

Every time I want to go out, I just mention it to Qi Feng, and then leave, I never heard of any rules.

But Lu Zeyan is considered a friend anyway, since there is something wrong at home, he can help if he can.

After inquiring, she learned that she would be the guarantor that Lu Zeyan would not do anything harmful to the sect while he was away from the sect.

So, she agreed to the matter.

Hanging up the communication, looking forward, seven monsters have already fallen in the field, but to the group of monsters still coming like a tide, it's just a drop in the bucket.

At this time, the level of monsters that came in was not high, and they were generally in the foundation building stage, and occasionally a few were in the early stage of Jindan.

In the face of a group battle where the level of the enemy and the enemy are not too different, the four of them cannot rely on their own brute force, and need to cooperate closely.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang looked around, but didn't see any cooperation, and felt a little melancholy for a while, but when she thought of the team of four talents, she relaxed a little.

In this melee, the strengths and weaknesses of the four can be seen at a glance.

Song Weiran is a pure sword cultivator. He plunged into the sword with his body, showing his sharpness, and his whole body is full of vigor. Where the sword pointed, it was full of blood.

But it is easy to break, under this rainbow-like aura, the hostility of monsters is all over him, which makes his invincible sword become a hindrance under the siege of monsters.

Xiao Hanyu's main weapon is a sword, but it is not as powerful as Song Weiran, but fortunately, his moves are flexible and changeable, his movements are treacherous, and his attacks are fierce and deadly.

Cooperating with the Phantom Ring, etc., it directly became a monster and a life harvester.

Sikong Zhu is good at boxing, and he wears fire-attribute gloves in both hands, which have attack bonuses.

This little girl likes to be tough on the front, punching to the flesh, hitting down with one punch, like Mount Tai pressing down, even if the monster is wearing armor, its brain is concussed, and it retreats step by step.

It's just that two fists can't beat four hands, and you can deal with at most two monsters at a time. If there are too many monsters, it will be difficult.

Qu Yi's magic formulas and magic circles appear frequently. Although he is blessed with weapons, he is more like an auxiliary Dharma cultivator, not good at toughness.

In front of him, most of the monsters were confined within a certain perimeter, and their attacks fell little by little, without too much lethality.

There are also powerful destructive moves, but once used, the spiritual power will be exhausted, and it will be difficult to continue. With physical strength, it will not be able to last for too long.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Qingshuang couldn't help but sigh again.

Song Weiran is suitable for attracting hatred, Sikong Zhu can defeat them one by one, Xiao Hanyu cooperates with the two, and Qu Yi controls monsters with a magic circle.

What a good team, why do they work on their own!

Sighing, he stuffed another elixir for Xiaojuzi.

The little chubby pier was sealed, unable to eat, and could only inhale violently through his nose.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang touched Xiaopangju's head, and tapped lightly with her fingertips in the air, imperceptibly influencing the behavior of the monster.

Song Weiran found that the number of monsters locked on him had tripled, and the pressure around his body increased sharply. When he slashed out with a sword, the eyes of the twenty or so monsters injured by the sword energy were full of blood, and they all rushed towards him.

The pressure in Sikong Zhu's body dropped so suddenly that she could concentrate on dealing with the two monsters in front of her.

Xiao Hanyu shuttled between Song Weiran and Sikong Zhu, reaping the lives of monsters with a posture of being defenseless.

Qu Yi stood behind the three of them, either slowing down the monster, or freezing its spiritual power for a moment, so that the three of them could attack.

Occasionally throwing a more destructive spell can also reap the lives of one or two little monsters.

It was getting late, and the four of them were exhausted.

The herd of beasts returned to their nests like birds and slowly dispersed.

When he saw the last mortal monster crashing to the ground, Qu Yi felt relieved, and lay on his back weakly.

His whole body was soaked in blood, and he muttered foolishly:
"Finally can rest!"

Sikong Zhu stepped over him, swinging his arms and walked towards the big rock on one side.

Stepping on one leg at half height, sitting sideways on the rock, looking over and over at the blood-stained glove, his brows and eyes were full of excitement.

Qu Yi glimpsed it from the corner of his eye, and secretly spat: What a pervert!
Song Weiran leaned back on the tree trunk, holding a handkerchief in his hand, lowered his head and carefully wiped the spirit sword, with a focused expression, as if he was treating his partner.

Xiao Hanyu bent down to clean up the mess on the ground, the black iron sword shrunk to the length of his forearm, and began to dismantle the monster.

Don't be old, don't be too young, don't be sick, don't be too miserable to die.

After packing all the way, I got seven pairs of ribs, eleven pieces of back meat, eight pieces of chicken breast, six pairs of bird wings...

Of course, it is a monster after all, a bird's wing can stew a pot.

After Sikong Zhu saw it, he couldn't help being curious.

"Hey, why don't you want fur and bones that can be used as refining materials, but so much meat, can you finish it?

"After Jindan started to practice bigu, you... how do you think?"

Xiao Hanyu ignored Sikong Zhu, processed the meat, wrapped it in cleaned banana leaves, and put it in the storage space.

The four of them were lost in thought, speechless for a while.

Qu Yi had had enough of lying on the ground, and couldn't stand the dull atmosphere, so he raised the topic.

"Do you find it strange that now is not the time for the beast tide, why are there so many monsters flocking to the periphery?

"And in the afternoon, the movement trajectory of the herd changed, as if it was affected, I really don't understand it.

"Oh, I don't know where the uncle went..."

The last sentence touched Xiao Hanyu.

He unconsciously raised his head and looked at the big tree on the west side.

The cool breeze blows gently, and the shadows of the trees sway gently.

He lowered his head and took out his disciple's token, his eyes gradually became darker.

Master...

 Thank you little cuties for the recommendation tickets, it’s so fragrant and heart-warming~
  The first update is presented, and the second update is during the day, because the old book is about to be finished, so there will only be two updates tomorrow, and the third update if there is time.

  ……

  small theater

  Lu Zeyan: "Crooked, Ah Shuang?"

  Qingshuang: "Who, say."

  Lu Zeyan: "Your family is small."

  Qingshuang: "Hey, I don't know."

  Lu Zeyan: "A Shuang, protect me!"

  Qingshuang: "What the hell?"

  Xiao Hanyu: "Who is calling to hug you, the master is mine, get out!"

  


(End of this chapter)

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