Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Hearing this sentence, Qingxi paused suddenly: "...Why?! Why is it not me who dies every time?! Why is it me who stays every time?!"

why?
Why did she witness the death of her fellow practitioner every time?

Xu Hui no longer looked at Qingxi with red eyes. With such a talent, suffering such a thunderstorm is not a blessing from heaven at all. Under the thunder.

"...He will definitely give birth to a good baby in his next life, and then you can look for him again."

Almost everyone has already decided that Xu Guangbai will definitely die this time, and even some monks really can't stand it anymore, and ask Xu Hui to check the situation of the mandrill in the formation.

Xu Hui himself couldn't face the pain of losing his fellow disciples, so he followed all the monks to check in front of the formation.

In the end, only Qingxi was left, standing in front of the beam of light from Tianlei with a female cultivator who stayed behind to watch her.

"Senior brother..."

Qingxi called out tentatively, but there was no response in the light.

As the beam of light gradually dissipated, Qingxi's heart also completely cooled down.

She chuckled and sat down on the ground.

Presumably her fate is bad, she was born to kill others, no wonder she was thrown into a mass grave when she was born, her master shouldn't have brought her back to Fu Mozong back then, it's better... just let her die like this It would be fine in the mass grave, why is it like this now...

Seeing that Qingxi's condition was getting worse and worse, the female cultivator immediately slapped Qingxi's eyebrows with a clean heart seal, and then slammed her palm on the back of Qingxi's neck, knocking her unconscious.

"...Why are you so stupid."

The female cultivator turned her gaze to the big hole created when the thunder fell just now. At this moment, the bottom of the pit was pitch black.

"...the master is really..."

……

It's so pathetic.

Take one apprentice and die one apprentice, and in the end there are not many left... What kind of fate is this?
"..."

Just when the female cultivator was feeling emotional, she suddenly heard a dry sound from the bottom of the pit.

After the female cultivator heard the voice, she reacted for a while, then opened her eyes wide, quickly ran to the edge of the deep pit, and tentatively called to the ashes at the bottom of the pit: "... Junior brother?"

"……Forehead……"

Still alive!

He was still alive after suffering such a heavy thunderstorm? !
The female cultivator hurriedly shouted to the monks of Fu Mozong in front of the formation: "Junior brother is still alive! He's still alive!"

Her voice was both excited and unbelievable. Can anyone really survive such a thunderstorm? !
Before the Fu Mozong monks around the big formation came back to their senses, the female cultivator jumped down to the bottom of the pit first and started digging at the bottom of the pit.

Soon, pale-faced Ji Mingzhao and Xu Guangbai were found at the bottom of the pit.

Why are there two?
The nun didn't have time to think about why there were two of them, so she fished Ji Mingzhao and Xu Guangbai out of the pit together.

At this time Xu Hui also rushed from the front of the formation: "Mingfang, how are you doing?"

Hua Mingfang glanced at Xu Guangbai, then at Ji Mingzhao: "Junior Sister should be fine, but Junior Brother..."

"What happened to my brother?"

"...I'm afraid he has become a ghost cultivator."

Xu Hui glanced at the pale Xu Guangbai: "It's not bad if you can still be in the world, and the ghost cultivator is the same."

Hua Mingfang nodded: "How about the mandrills in the formation?"

"It's all gone, Junior Brother Xu is really talented."

Only then did Hua Mingfang feel relieved: "The brothers and sisters are all tired, how about taking them into the woods to recuperate first?"

Xu Hui nodded, it was time to rest, so he gathered all the monks together and prepared to return to the woods for a temporary rest.

"Everyone, elder fairy, wait a minute!"

At this moment, Jia Meng came to the monks with a team of light cavalry from the city: "Thank you for guarding the people of Langcheng. Prepare a small gift to thank all the immortals for their kindness."

"General Jia, please stay safe."

Xu Hui recognized this man as Jia Chun's father at a glance. Ten years ago, when Jia Chun took him on a tour of the military camp, he met him once. Now that ten years have passed, Jia Meng looks much older.

Jia Meng raised his head and realized that the person in front of him was the monk Jia Chun had brought to the barracks ten years ago.

Ten years ago, Jia Chun took Xu Hui to meet Jia Meng. At that time, Jia Chun and Cheng Wu were very happy to show off to their father that they knew a monk. At that time, Jia Meng only thought that Jia Chun was deceived by this person. Looking at it now, I was old and dim-sighted ten years ago, and I didn't know the true face of Mount Lu.

"It turned out to be... the fairy elder?!"

Jia Meng's first reaction was that the elder was familiar with his daughter, and the daughter was saved now: "Quickly invite the elder to come to the city to tell, my son-in-law is still in the city, I will send someone to prepare a banquet..."

"... There is no need for banquets. Cultivators must not be greedy for words. Just give me, my junior brother, a small room to rest for a while."

Xu Hui naturally knows what Jia Meng is thinking, but after all, death cannot bring back life, her fate with relatives and friends in this life will be broken, and too much nostalgia will only add to the troubles. If it wasn't for Xu Hui, he would still want to meet Cheng Wu , he didn't plan to go into the city either: "The general accepts his kindness."

Seeing that Xu Hui didn't mention his daughter, Jia Meng understood a little bit in his heart. His last hope was completely shattered at this time. He could only force the smile on his face and lead the monks of Fu Mo Sect into In the city.

"...General, don't be too sad." Seeing Jia Meng's pain, Xu Hui couldn't help comforting him, "She is kind and upright, and she will definitely have a good pregnancy. Maybe she will have some fairy fate in her next life."

Jia Meng originally lowered his head, leading his horse and walking towards the city together with Xu Hui, when he heard Xu Hui say that Jia Chun might have a fairy fate in his next life, he immediately raised his head: "Really?"

Xu Hui nodded: "When she is born, I will pick her up."

"Thank you Xianchang!"

Even if Jia Meng wanted to kneel down and salute Xu Hui, Xu Hui hurriedly stopped Jia Meng: "You don't have to do this, General, this is what Jia Chun deserves."

"As long as she can live a good life... as long as she can live a good life, I will be at ease." Jameng's gray hair is flying in the air, and he has only had this daughter for half his life. He has never had any other wishes, as long as He was satisfied that she could live a happy and safe life.

Jia Meng sent the monks of Fumo Sect to his temporary mansion in the city, and gave up the best rooms in the mansion.

Xu Hui tried every means to evade it, but he still couldn't resist Jia Meng's statement that this was the wish of the people in the city, so he simply accepted it.

Xu Hui put Ji Mingzhao, Qingxi, and Xu Guangbai on two beds in that room, and sent Hua Mingfang to guard the person and the ghost, while he left the room alone, asking all the way to find Chengwu.

small theater:
(hell joke)
Cheng Wu: Save my wife!

Xu Hui: ... Your wife was sent away by me, isn't it surprising?

Cheng Wu: ...? ? ?