Xuanyuan Qingshuang hid in a big tree, picking up small oranges while watching Xiao Hanyu and the others 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 thinking for a moment, he waved his hand to set up a soundproof barrier, and then turned on the communication.

"Hey, Ah Shuang, where are you?"

There was a hint of sweetness in the male voice that should have been clear, which made Xuanyuan Qingshuang get goosebumps all over her body.

Anyone who talks like this is either White Lotus or Green Tea!

"Who, say."

These two simple words were so plain and emotionless that Lu Zeyan, who was filled with passion, wanted to cry.

He glanced at the people around him furtively, walked toward the corner of the hall, and then lowered his voice and continued:

"A Shuang, it's me, Xiao Yanyan."

Of course Xuanyuan Qingshuang knew that it was Lu Zeyan. Not many people knew her, and he was the only one who dared to speak to her in such an intimate tone without fear of death.

Why are you just looking for her? She is not in the sect?

The person opposite laughed innocently and asked coyly:

"Ashuang, can you do me a favor?

"It's just that my family has an emergency, and I want to go back, but the Shanhai Sect has regulations that new people who have joined the sect for less than a year cannot leave."

Lu Zeyan kept an eye on it, knowing that if he directly told her to come to see her, Ah Shuang would definitely not agree.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang didn't understand these regulations, because the original master changed directly 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 Qifeng casually and then leave. I have never heard of any regulations.

But Lu Zeyan is still a friend. Since there is something going on at home, I will help if I can.

After questioning, I learned that she would be the guarantee, guaranteeing that Lu Zeyan would not do anything detrimental to the sect while he was away from the sect.

So, she agreed to the matter.

After hanging up the communication, he raised his eyes and looked forward. Seven monsters had fallen in the field, but they were just a drop in the bucket to the group of monsters that were still coming like a tide.

The level of the monsters that came at this time was not very high. They were generally in the foundation building stage, and occasionally there were a few in the early stage of the golden elixir.

Facing a group battle where the enemy and we are not much different in level, the four of them cannot rely on their own brute strength alone, they need to work closely together.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang looked around, but couldn't see any cooperation, and suddenly felt a little melancholy. But remembering that the four talents formed a team, she relaxed a little.

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

Song Weiran is a pure sword cultivator. He puts his body into the sword, and his sharp edge is exposed. The sharpness all over his body is overwhelming. Wherever the sword edge points, there is blood.

But it is too strong to break easily. Under this rainbow-like aura, the monsters and beasts are hostile to him, which makes his invincible sword power become a constraint 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 body skills are treacherous, and his attacks are cruel and deadly.

Combined with the phantom ring, etc., it directly becomes a monster and a life harvester.

Si Kongzhu is good at boxing, and he wears fire-attribute gloves in his hands, which has an attack bonus.

This little girl likes to be tough from the front, punching hard to the flesh, and knocking down with one punch. She is like Mount Tai pressing down. Even though the monster is wearing armor, its brain is concussed and it retreats step by step.

It's just that two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands. You can deal with at most two monsters at a time. When there are more than one, it will be difficult.

The magic formulas in Qu Yi's hands frequently appear in magic circles. Although they are blessed with weapons, they are more like auxiliary magic practices and are not good at developing strength.

In front of him, most of the monsters were restricted to a certain perimeter, and their attacks fell slowly, without much lethality.

There are also highly lethal moves, but once used, the spiritual power is exhausted and it will be difficult to continue. Physical strength cannot sustain it for long.

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

Song Weiran is suitable for drawing hatred, Si Kongzhu can defeat them one by one, Xiao Hanyu cooperates with the two, and Qu Yi uses a magic circle to control the monsters.

What a great team, why are they working on their own?

Sighing, he slipped another pill into Little Orange.

The little fat man's mouth was sealed and he couldn't eat, so he could only suck hard with his nose.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang touched Little Fatty Orange's head and tapped it lightly with her fingertips, which invisibly affected the monster's behavior.

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

The pressure all over Si Kongzhu's body suddenly decreased, so that she could concentrate on dealing with the two monsters in front of her.

Xiao Hanyu shuttled between Song Weiran and Sikong Zhu, taking the lives of the monsters in an unprepared manner.

Qu Yi stood behind the three of them, either slowing down the monster or letting its spiritual power freeze for a moment, making it easier for the three to attack.

Occasionally throwing a more lethal spell can kill one or two small monsters.

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

The beasts dispersed slowly like birds returning to their nests.

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

His whole body was soaked in blood, and he muttered stupidly:

"Finally I can rest!"

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

Standing with one leg halfway up, he sat sideways on the stone, turning over and over looking at the blood-stained gloves, his brows and eyes full of excitement.

Qu Yi glanced out of the corner of his eye and secretly spat: What a pervert!

Song Weiran leaned against the tree trunk, holding a handkerchief in his hand, lowering his head and wiping the spirit sword carefully, looking attentive, as if he were treating his partner.

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

Don’t want it if you are old, don’t want it if you are too young, don’t want it if you are sick, don’t want it if you die too miserably.

After cleaning up along the way, we got seven pairs of ribs, eleven pieces of back meat, eight pieces of chicken breast, and six pairs of bird wings...

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

After Si Kongzhu saw it, he couldn't help but be curious.

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

"After Jin Dan, I started practicing inedia. What do you think... exactly?"

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

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

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

"Have you ever found it strange that now is not the time for a beast tide to occur, so why are there so many monster beasts swarming to the outside?

"And in the afternoon, the movement of the herd changed, as if it was affected. I really can't figure it out.

"Oh, I don't know where my uncle has gone..."

The last sentence touched Xiao Hanyu.

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

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

He lowered his head and conjured the disciple token, his eyes gradually becoming darker.
Chapter completed!