The morning light shone, shining on the water on the edge of the grassland, reflecting a faint luster. Nanke stood by the water, looking indifferently at the front, raised his right hand, and brought the medicine to his lips. After two maids served her and handed her wet wipes to help her wash her face. After a while, her spirit recovered a little, and she reached out and waved her gently in front of her face.

Although there were water plants everywhere, there were not many mosquitoes and flies in Zhouyuan. Her movements were not to drive away anything, but to paint a black curtain. On the black curtain, there were the rough outline of Zhouyuan’s map and several light spots that were flickering. Those were life lamps lit by the black robe, indicating the enemy’s direction for them.

There were two life lamps in the grassland, sometimes east and west, and in a moment they went dozens of miles away. They seemed to be disturbed by some kind of force and could not determine their location. That should be Cheshui and Qijian. They were already deep in the grassland, and in theory, there was no possibility of survival, so Nanke was not worried, and his sight fell more on the other two life lamps.

The two life lamps belong to Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng. They are very eye-catching on the black curtain. They are located on the edge of the grassland. They are still far from the gardens where human practitioners gather. They have not moved for a long time. This seems to indicate that the two people are powerless to escape anymore. They should be soon after she completes the task assigned by the teacher in the black robe.

The old man who played the piano came here from the top of Muyu Peak and met with Nanke's master and servant. Looking at the light of life on the black curtain, he was not as confident and calm as Nanke, but was a little worried: "Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng were both seriously injured and should not be able to walk back to those gardens, but... there are also some human practitioners who have been hiding in the mountains and fields of Zhouyuan, and most of those human practitioners are at the peak of Tonggu Realm. If Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng meet with these human practitioners during the escape, what should they do?"

The conspiracy formulated by Black Robe himself fully utilized the special conditions and geographical environment of Zhouyuan, and had a thorough understanding of the greed of human practitioners before the wealth technique, and had a perfect grasp of the human heart. Therefore, only a few demon masters sneaked into Zhouyuan were enough to make the entire Zhouyuan turmoil. If it weren't for Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng, Zhouyuan might have become a real Shura field at this time. The problem is that human practitioners now have noticed the conspiracy of the demons, and most of them have gathered together. If they enter a head-on battle, no matter how strong the demon masters are, they cannot be the opponent of hundreds of human practitioners.

Nanke's expression was still indifferent, without explaining anything, just said: "If Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng met other human masters in this situation, they might die earlier."

The splashes between the reeds and the shore gradually calmed down, and then covered with a thin layer of ice.

Chen Changsheng's body was wet, and the water stains quickly condensed into frost. His eyebrows and temples were stained with snow, as if they were premature. He was already a little precocious, and he looked at him with a little more vicissitudes.

Xu Yourong naturally noticed the vision in his body, raised his eyebrows slightly, and put his pulse on him again. He found that the true energy of this person was as thin as before, but the injuries on the internal organs stabilized. However, his heartbeat and breathing were much slower than normal people, but he didn't know if it was the special practice of this person's practice or the sign of death.

Because of the toxin, her vision was still blurry, and she could only vaguely see the person's eyebrows and eyes. It was covered with snow frost. She looked a little mature. She was quiet for a while and suddenly reached out to wipe off the snow frost on his face. Then she was stunned, not understanding why she was doing this.

Walking into the woods covered by morning light, stepping on the soft fallen leaves, quietly and walking forward dozens of feet. She stopped again and looked at a cliff in the distance ahead.

There is a road that predecessors stepped out in the woods. Although it is covered by fallen leaves, the traces of the past can be vaguely seen, extending forward, and then turning around on the cliff to form a zigzag shape.

She gently put Chen Changsheng in her hand on the fallen leaves, took out the tung bow, pulled the bowstring into the semicircle, aimed at that place, but did not speak.

The morning breeze entered the woods with the morning light. The morning light was covered by the leaves. The forest was very quiet, but the morning breeze was not chopped by the branches, gently blew the hair on her face. The hairs occasionally touched the bowstrings and did not make any sound, just like the gentlest fingertips gently pressing the bowstrings, and the next moment they were about to make a strong sound.

Some leaves were carried down from the branches by the wind, and slowly fell in the blurry and dark world before her until they fell to her feet.

The long bow did not move at all, her eyelashes did not blink, her expression was quiet and focused, only looking at the cliff and the empty place.

Just as the leaf fell at her feet, an old voice rang out from the cliff: "Is it a friend?"

With this sound, the first thing that appeared outside the cliff was a hand, with gray thread tied between the wrist, and a wooden sign in his hand. The wooden sign was painted with vermilion pigment to form an extremely complex sect emblem. I don’t know what strange the pigment was. From such a distance, you could feel a clear sense of dryness and heat.

Human practitioners entering Zhouyuan will have gray lines. The micro notation of the sect on the wooden sign shows their identity. It is just a simple action, but it represents multiple meanings. It can be avoided as much as possible. From this detail, it can be seen that the owner of the old voice is very cautious.

Xu Yourong could only vaguely see the blurry scenes and could not see the details clearly, but from the calm expression on her face, she could never see this. She heard a strong sense of alertness and vigilance from the man's voice. Thinking about the routine and bloody battles after Zhouyuan opened, and thinking about the bloody stains on her body, it was indeed easy to misunderstand, and said: "Not an enemy."

When we first met, we naturally couldn't be friends, but we were not opponents. This is the explanation she gave.

A moment later, a man walked out of the cliff. The man was covered in white hair and had a very old face. He had at least a hundred years old. His expression and steps were very calm and steady, but he did not hide his vigilance. Although he walked out, his right hand hanging by his waist was holding a magic weapon, which seemed to be possible to take action at any time, and kept a safe distance from Xu Yourong in his opinion.

This distance is very particular, which can make him feel safe and feel at ease. If he is not a senior practicing master who has experienced many years of wind, frost, snow and rain, he will never have such a wonderful sense of proportion.

Xu Yourong felt the aura that the other party did not hide but did not deliberately emit. He confirmed that the old man was a strong man at the peak of Tongyou Realm. His mood was slightly tight, but his expression relaxed.

She let go of the bowstring, held the long bow and said, "I would like to ask my seniors for his surname and name."

The rules in Zhouyuan have always been bloody and violent, and now human practitioners who are not in three gardens and are still hiding in the mountains are often masters. They have a lot of ideas about the treasures and inheritance of Zhouyuan. Meeting such people is a fierce battle. You must know that the other party is very likely not to know that the demons have sneaked into Zhouyuan.

So she continued calmly and directly: "The demons have sneaked into Zhouyuan, and we were injured by the demons' sneak attack."

This is still an explanation, but some meaning is added in the explanation. The demons who can sneak into Zhouyuan must be powerful, but they need sneak attacks to hurt her, so she must be powerful.

I wonder if the old man had drawn the conclusion she wanted him to draw from her seemingly inadvertent explanation, because it was obvious that, as she had previously guessed, the old man had been hiding in the rare mountains and fields since he entered Zhouyuan, deliberately avoiding contact with other practitioners, so he did not know the news that the demons had entered Zhouyuan at this time. He was very surprised when he heard her words.

"How can the demons enter Zhouyuan?"

The old man was shocked, but he was not afraid. He looked at the gray line on his wrist and sneered, "No wonder so many weird things happen."

It was obvious that he had completed the treasure hunt in Zhouyuan and found what he needed, so he tried to ignite the ash line and lead it away, but failed.

Xu Yourong did not explain because the conspiracy of the demon clan was too complicated and unnecessary.

The old man looked at Chen Changsheng on the fallen leaves behind her, looked at the frost covered with ice, and was slightly surprised and asked, "Is this person your companion?"

Xu Yourong shook his head and said, "I don't know him, but I just saw him being attacked by the powerful demons and happened to be rescued."

"You little girl doll are not forgotten to save people at that moment."

The old man looked at her with admiration and continued, "But where are you going?"

Xu Yourong said: "Human practitioners are gathering in three gardens. I was going to take this fellow practitioner over there, but because of the injury, the speed was not fast and it would take at least half a day. I was worried about being caught up with the demons and didn't want to meet the senior. I wanted to bother to inform other fellow practitioners and come and pick us up.

The old man showed disagreement and said, "Just walk with you, I will send you there, how can you stay here and take risks?"

Xu Yourong said: "The demon masters who sneaked into Zhouyuan are very strong. Seniors want to take care of us, but I'm afraid..."

The words have endless meanings, but they are good intentions.

The old man laughed and said, "If you are outside Zhouyuan, you might have to be careful. In Zhouyuan, I think you will meet the powerful demons you mentioned.

His smile was very free and easy, his expression was calm and calm, his eyes were gentle and bright, and he seemed extremely confident when he said this.

A peak powerhouse in Tongyou Realm should be an invincible existence in Zhouyuan, and the old man's confidence has its own reasons.

For some reason, Xu Yourong did not tell the other party that the powerful demons who sneaked into Zhouyuan were more terrifying than the ordinary peak of Tongyou Realm, let alone there were terrifying existences like Nanke.

She showed curiosity and admiration and asked, "Sir, who are you?"

The old man said, "My surname is Bai Hai. I have been practicing in Luoyang Sect for more than 200 years. I rarely travel to the sect. I don't think you know."

Xu Yourong was slightly stunned, as if he was a little confused about the name.

In fact, she felt a little cold.

(The next chapter is about ten o'clock before.)
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