Da Zhuang and Fatty, members of the Death Sect, entered the broken black hole in the space, and after a long time, they appeared in a dense forest of mountains and forests. Da Zhuang did not know where they were, but they did not dare to inquire around casually.
Rouxue healed Wang Huan's wound. Wang Huan had been attacked by the ancient Yan martial arts released by the red thrust whip, and hit his chest with a deep bone-visible mark. Although the wound had been treated before, it would probably take some time to recover.
However, what everyone could not expect was that in just three days, Wang Huan woke up from his coma, and the wound on his chest had completely healed at some point, which was far beyond the expectations of the members of the Death Sect.
The members of the Death Sect, Da Zhuang, the fat man opened his eyes when he saw Wang Huan open his eyes and their hearts hung in the air, so he let it go. However, when Wang Huan woke up from his coma, Wang Huan was stunned again. Seeing this scene, everyone was puzzled.
Situ Li was about to ask what was going on, but Rouxue, who was standing beside her, gently grabbed Situ Li's hand and shook her head to tell her not to disturb Wang Huan. At the moment when Wang Huan woke up, a memory kept popping into Wang Huan's mind.
"Situ Li, that Xian'er reads Brother Huan's memory. Similarly, Xian'er's memory will be read by Brother Huan. Let's give Brother Huan some time." Seeing Rouxue say this, the members of the Death Sect, Fatty and Dazhuang, were all waiting quietly.
After about ten minutes, Wang Huan sighed and clenched his fists unknowingly. All the memories of Xian'er in the Spiritual Sect had appeared in Wang Huan's mind. He learned that Xian'er was practicing crazy for years, and he felt mixed emotions.
Wang Huan also understood why Xian'er forgot him. It turned out to be a strong man from the Spirit Sect, and wiped out Xian'er's memory. Soon Wang Huan seemed to remember something, jumped up from the ground, and stared at around anxiously. After a while, Wang Huan was stunned.
"Fatty, Dazhuang! Where is this place? Where is the fairy?" Wang Huan asked anxiously. Seeing Wang Huan's anxious look, Fatty and Dazhuang showed helpless smiles on their faces. Wang Huan's reaction was completely expected by Fatty and Dazhuang.
"Young master, we have left Lufeng City. It was Miss Xian'er who asked us to leave. After you were unconscious, the city lord of Heimo City appeared in Lufeng City with a strong man who claimed to be the Ankyloss Beast Clan. The two of them were very strong. Under the judgment of my fat man, they followed Miss Xian'er's words and left Lufeng City. We stayed in Lufeng City and would only become a burden to Miss Xian'er and Miss Minghui." Dazhuang, who was standing aside, reported to Wang Huan respectfully. When Wang Huan heard this, his face turned gloomy.
Before Wang Huan could speak, the fat man said extremely seriously, "Wang Huan, I know what you are thinking. Even if we rush back to Lufeng City, what can we help in the face of the attack of the Saint-level powerful people? With our current strength, we can't help at all. Miss Xian'er has something to tell you that Xian'er and Minghui will never die here. After Brother Huan's strength reaches the Saint-level powerful people, if they cannot reach the Saint-level powerful people, Xian'er will always be waiting for him."
When Wang Huan heard the fat man's words, he was completely stunned. The expression on his face was a little dazed. After many years, he didn't expect that it would be the same again. After hearing this, Wang Huan clenched his fists tightly, feeling quite unwilling, and mixed feelings.
Wang Huan felt that he was too useless. He thought that with his current strength, he could protect Xian'er when he met Xian'er, but unexpectedly, when he saw Xian'er, Xian'er said this again, Xian'er would wait for Brother Huan for this.
Wait! Wang Huan hated waiting. That happened because of waiting. Because he was too weak, the Duchy of Xuanli was destroyed. Wang Huan released his spiritual wings behind him and was ready to leap towards the evil valley. He should not wait!
With a bang, before Wang Huan could fly up, the fat man appeared in front of Wang Huan at some point and punched Wang Huan in the face. Wang Huan was knocked away a hundred meters away, and the spiritual wings behind him were also shattered by the fat man.
The members present at the Death Sect were stunned when they saw this scene, but no one stopped them. Even Dazhuang stood quietly by the side. The fat man said with a gloomy face, "Wang Huan, when will you wake up? Do you understand what consequences you will have? You will kill all the members of the Death Sect! Not only that, even if you return to Lufeng City, with your current strength, what can you do to fight against the Saint-level powerhouse? This is simply seeking death!"
The fat man said something a bit ruthless, but what he said was the truth. Although Wang Huan is a ninth-level physical cultivation war king, although he is very strong, he is at most invincible at the Saint level. When encountering a Saint-level strongman, Wang Huan cannot deal with it. Even if he fights head-on, he will be killed in the end.
After Wang Huan was punched, he slowly stood up from the ground, showing a helpless and bitter smile on his face. After a while, Wang Huan sighed lightly, clenched his fists, very unwilling to accept it, and gradually woke up from the impulsive emotions.
"Wang Huan, the only thing we can do now is to leave the Evil Valley, first improve our strength, and then return to the Evil Valley to find Miss Xian'er and Miss Minghui." The fat man said seriously in his tone.
"Fatty, thank you for helping me recover, otherwise I might make a mistake that I cannot make up for." Wang Huan raised his head and said with a serious tone. Seeing that Wang Huan finally recovered, Fatty, Dazhuang, members of the Death Sect, were all relieved.
In fact, the fat man was ready to fight Wang Huan before. No one could change what Wang Huan decided before. The fat man believed that it would take a lot of effort and would even fight.
Even if the fat man followed Wang Huan and followed Wang Huan's orders, as Wang Huan's companion, he clearly saw that Wang Huan was going to make a mistake that he could not make up for, the fat man stood up without hesitation and violated Wang Huan's orders, even if it would cause great displeasure.
However, this time, beyond the fat man's expectations, Wang Huan's personality changed his decision so easily. Although Wang Huan was more impulsive just now, he was also a smart person. Naturally, he understood how big the gap between the Death Sect and the Spirit Sect and Heimo City was.
If you want to fight against the Spirit Sect and Heimo City now, it will be a self-destruction. When you think of this, Wang Huan felt scared and almost brought the entire Death Sect into danger. If the fat man did not stop him, how many people could survive?
"I think it's time to go back and see that guy!" Wang Huan took a deep breath, as if he had made a decision in his heart. When he heard Wang Huan say this, the members of the Death Sect, Fatty and Dazhuang, were both stunned, not knowing what Wang Huan wanted to do.
"Fatty, Dazhuang, I want to go back to Cangling Academy and see a guy, you two, take the Death Sect to the Fire Valley. At the place where we practice last time, let the Death Sect members improve their strength with extreme speed. When I come back, I will go there to pick you up."
When the members of the Death Sect heard that Wang Huan was going back to Cangling Academy alone, they showed anxious eyes on their faces and stared at Wang Huan. Wang Huan said, "Don't worry, this time, I will never leave you. I asked you to follow Fatty, Dazhuang, and go to the Fire Valley because it is more suitable for you to practice. I hope you don't relax your vigilance and improve your strength as soon as possible. Next time we meet, we must make the entire Hei Mo City and even the entire Evil Valley upside down!"
The members of the Death Sect nodded seriously when they heard Wang Huan's promise. Although some people were reluctant to leave, they didn't say much. They knew very well what Wang Huan was thinking at this time. After the decision was made, Wang Huan said goodbye to everyone and turned around and was about to leave.
"Young Master, don't go back to the Evil Valley. Your current strength can't help at all." Da Zhuang was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help saying. Hearing this, Wang Huan showed a rare smile on his face. He knew that Da Zhuang was caring for him, and Wang Huan smiled and nodded.
Waving his spirit wings and leaping towards a small town on the edge of the Evil Valley. Looking at Wang Huan's departure, Roubing couldn't help asking, "Old Master Dazhuang, can the Fire Valley really make us improve quickly as that guy said?"
Seeing Rou Bing ask this, Da Zhuang was silent for a while, and then said seriously, "Miss Rou Bing, I can only tell you that Flame Valley is a very dangerous place. Whether you can quickly improve your own strength depends on whether you dare to fight to the death."
When Dazhuang heard Dazang ask them if they dared to fight to the death, the eighty members of the Death Sect showed rare smiles on their faces. They adjusted themselves. The eighty members of the Death Sect, and arranged them to jump towards the direction of the Fire Valley with five people.
The reason why the five people left was that the power of the Spirit Sect was too large. If the Death Sect had eighty members together, it might attract the attention of the Spirit Sect. So Rouxue arranged this way, and the members of the Death Sect rushed to the direction of the Fire Valley.
After flying for a whole day, Wang Huan came to the edge of the Evil Valley, took out a black robe, put it on his body, and walked into the edge of the Evil Valley. This was not the first time Wang Huan came here in this edge of the Evil Valley, and had been here once last time.
In the small town of Evil Valley, there was not too much attention to the arrival of Wang Huan in black robe. After all, many people in this small town are wearing this kind of Baotou black robe. Those people don’t want to attract attention. Generally, few people provoke these mysterious people in black robes. After all, it is still unknown how strong these people are, so it’s better not to provoke them less.
Entering the edge town, Wang Huan walked in the direction of a small house. As soon as he walked to the small house, two extremely fast figures suddenly appeared not far in front of Wang Huan. Their strength was between the third-level ancient flame war king.
"This is the territory of the Gu Yan wandering cultivator. You, please leave quickly." A third-level Gu Yan war king who claimed to be a wandering cultivator said calmly.
"I'll look for Kong Ding." Wang Huan said.
Hearing this, the two Level 3 Ancient Flame King's random cultivators were stunned, frowned, and were surprised.