Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Chapter 732 Why is it always me who gets hurt?

Sure enough, there is another mission.

At dawn two days later, the three-way demon-conquering coalition tore off their disguises, jumped out from under the sand, and launched the most violent attack in history on the demon sect's wild temple. At this time, Jia, who had previously been sent into the wilderness to spy on the enemy, A group of young elite disciples from Ye Temple and Piaomiao Pavilion are still in Kucha City.

This morning, Jiekong and Yang Ling'er came to resign and planned to join the main force of the sect. Even if Mu Chenxian was the supervisor holding Shang Fang's sword, he could not refuse this reason.

But now we are in the wilderness, and we may encounter demon sect disciples at any time. Dozens of disciples from Kasyapa Temple and Piaomiao Pavilion want to travel thousands of miles and avoid the eyes and ears of demon sect disciples. It is really uncomfortable. safe.

At this time, Sun Yao came up with a plan. Didn't Junior Brother Ye Xiaochuan come back last night? Junior Brother Ye has been wandering alone in the desert for half a month without being discovered by the Demon Cult monster. Moreover, he came from the west. He must have a certain understanding of the terrain in the west. It is better to let Junior Brother Ye accompany him...

Although Taoist Zui was dissatisfied that his disciple had to go on another mission just after he had escaped from the disaster, Taoist Mu Chenxian and Taoist Yunhe both felt that Ye Xiaochuan was a suitable candidate, so it was hard to say anything else.

Ye Xiaochuan felt that in this battle between good and evil, the person who contributed the most was definitely himself. He was busy all day and sent himself wherever the danger was most. Look at Sun Yao, this guy eats and waits for death with the army all day long. He does nothing but plots behind people's backs.

If he could go back alive, he decided never to leave Cangyun Mountain. The life he was living was so scary, he might as well be thinking about crossing the cliff and repenting.

"Can I not go? Senior Brother Sun Yaosun is more suitable than me. He has higher moral standards and wider popularity than me. He is more suitable. I have been tired of traveling and traveling for the past half month, so I need to take a good rest and recharge my batteries. Let’s let Senior Brother Sun go.”

Ye Xiaochuan protested, but the protest was invalid, and Mu Chenxian was the one who pronounced the sentence.

Mu Chenxian said in a deep voice: "Master Nephew Ye, all for the great cause of conquering demons and helping fellow righteous disciples, why do you refuse in every possible way? You came from the west, and you are most familiar with the environment in the west. This person must be you. "

Taoist Zui and Taoist Yunhe both frowned. When did you send your own disciples and need someone from Xuantian Sect to give instructions?

There was a trace of dissatisfaction in Taoist Yunhe's eyes, but he did not break out after all, and said: "This matter is settled, we will set off later."

Ye Xiaochuan raised his hand and said: "I sent them to their destination, how can they come back?"

Taoist Yunhe said: "The war is imminent, so you don't have to come back alone. We will meet at the temple of the Demon Cult in two days."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaochuan felt a little better. After all, he had taken care of himself. If he had sent Yang Ling'er and Jiekong to the North Road to conquer the demon army, he would have rushed back to Kucha City at night. , Ye Xiaochuan will never go. There are countless informants of the Demon Sect lurking around here. Why don't you immediately become their target once you're alone?

After leaving the big house, Yang Ling'er, who was covered with a veil, bowed slightly to Ye Xiaochuan, and said with a very polite etiquette: "Then I will serve as the young hero of the Hob Knife Rou."

It's over, even this saint who never leaves home and smiles without showing her teeth knows about it.

Ye Xiaochuan had a dark face, waved his hands irritably, and said: "Don't thank me, you are forced to have no choice but to lead the way for you. Also, I will fight with anyone who calls me meat on a hob again!"

Now when Ye Xiaochuan heard these three words, he wanted to hit someone, no, he wanted to kill someone!

Ye Xiaochuan has a mission, and senior brother Gu Jianchi and other elite disciples also have missions. The group of female disciples I just met got up in the morning and went to relieve themselves together. When they came back, they happened to meet Ye Xiaochuan again. Almost all of them had missions.

After watching the tasks assigned by Gu Jianchi to Yun Qiyou and others for a while, Ye Xiaochuan realized that it would be the safest for him to be a nanny this time, because Gu Jianchi and others wanted to lurk within a hundred meters of the Demon Sect Temple. Pay attention to every move of the Demon Cult within the area. The risk factor of this job is too high for ordinary disciples to do it. If the righteous disciples Ye Xiaochuan met yesterday in the sand valley to the west were sent, this battle would be a disaster. No need to fight.

The disciples from Kasyapa Temple and Piaomiao Pavilion have already gathered. They are all the scouts sent in earlier. There are only a few dozen people in total, and they are basically disciples of these two sects.

Ye Xiaochuan felt that he could finally be a leader. Just when he was about to announce that he was the captain of the team, two women walked towards him. A woman in a green shirt, graceful and graceful, turned out to be Baili Yuan's master Liubo. Fairy. The person following her was naturally Baili Yuan.

Fairy Liubo has been worried about her nephew for a while. She thought that the last bones and blood left by Sister Liuyun were gone. She felt relieved when Ye Xiaochuan came back last night.

I just heard that Ye Xiaochuan was sent out to perform a dangerous mission, so he came over.

"Senior Liubo."

Among this female senior, Ye Xiaochuan, Jiekong, Yang Ling'er, Yang Yishuang and others all consciously bent down to salute.

Senior Liubo smiled slightly and said: "You're welcome. This place is very dangerous now. Xiaochuan, you would rather take a longer detour to ensure that you are not discovered by the demon sect. Safety is the first priority, do you understand?"

Ye Xiaochuan nodded and said: "Senior, don't worry, I'm very familiar with this area, there will be no problem."

Fairy Liubo turned to look at Baili Yuan and said: "Yuan'er, you have been in the desert for some time, so you should also go with Xiaochuan and the others. One more person will also provide more security. If you are with the Demon Sect's When encountering people, remember, don’t fight hard.”

Baili Yuan was stunned. The battle was about to begin. How could the master let himself leave her side?

But she didn't think much about it. After all, the master had hundreds of years of friendship with Guan Shaoqin, Fairy Duanqing, and Ye Xiaochuan's master, Taoist Qingfeng. It was okay to let her go along and take care of each other.

Now I can see the benefits of being a casual cultivator. They are free and free from sect restrictions. They can go wherever they want. Even Taoist Mu Chenxian and Yunhe can't care about Fairy Liubo sending Baili Yuan to accompany them.

Ye Xiaochuan was overjoyed. Baili Yuan was with him. He probably wouldn't be too lonely these two days. He was fine with being alone in Kasyapa Temple. The other monks all had a straight face, as if everyone owed them dozens of dollars. It seems like two pieces of silver.

Needless to say, Yang Ling'er, the saint of Piaomiao Pavilion, didn't know where he had offended her. Back then, in Siguoya, this woman kept pushing against him.

As for that Yang Yishuang, let alone mention it. Standing among a group of female disciples from Piaomiao Pavilion, he kept rolling his eyes, obviously still resenting the fact that he defeated her on the Broken Sky Cliff ten years ago.

If there weren't a few acquaintances accompanying him, Ye Xiaochuan felt that he would be bored to death.