Wu Yibai, Yue Wuhen, and Yue Wushuang expressed their approval.
Why?
Aren’t you afraid that you will die?!
Chen Yang smiled faintly.
Then, he looked at the eagle flying under the moon with great interest, wanting to see how Sikong Lie would respond.
Are you furious, yelling, or silent?
Or even fight?
Chen Yang clearly felt that Sikong Lie's aura was disordered, and the sudden explosion was obviously not an easy thing for him.
No matter who has put in so much effort and risk to protect the junior brothers and sisters, they can't keep a calm mind when they just ask questions, right?
To Chen Yang's surprise, Sikong Lie was stunned for a moment, then returned to his normal appearance, shook his head and said:
"Junior brother, junior sister, do you still remember how many people there were when we came down from the mountain?"
Sikong Lie's tone was calm, as if he didn't hear the questioning tone in the words of his junior brothers and sisters.
"Well?"
Erwu and Erwu looked at each other and shook their heads slowly.
They had a little regret as soon as they said the words.
It's not that they think what they said is wrong, it's that those corpse demons before were obviously not ordinary, and they felt threatened.
This is not within a sect, so they have to rely on Sikong Lie to charge forward, for fear that he will give up the challenge.
As a result, Sikong Lie asked a question that made no sense. While they were relieved, there was a look of disdain in their eyes that could not be concealed.
After all, he is just a pariah, so what kind of temper can he have?
No matter what they do, he still has to accept it obediently?
Sikong Lie seemed to have seen nothing and continued:
"Twenty teams, one hundred monks, divided into multiple groups."
"For so many days, we have only seen Cui Weifeng and his team."
"What about the rest?"
When Sikong Lie said this, his tone was as solemn as the water vapor at dawn, almost forming dew.
Erwu and Erwu were stunned.
"Elder brother, you mean they...all..."
Yue Wushuang asked in disbelief.
"impossible!"
Wu Yiming shouted: "There are many powerful senior brothers and sisters in those teams. They are from Kyoto aristocratic families, as well as descendants of the elders of our Yuexia Sword Sect. How could they die at the hands of these dirty and smelly corpse demons?"
"that is."
The Yue family sisters looked at each other, calmed down and said in disbelief: "They are just like us, they must have the means provided by their families, what can those corpse demons do to them?"
"Not everyone is a waste like Cui Weifeng."
The few of them convinced each other in an instant with each other's words, and their minds settled down. They were ashamed of the fear they had experienced in the previous moment. Instead, they complained about Sikong Lie's alarmist remarks and intended to scare them.
Sikong Lie was speechless.
Sikong Lie could not answer their questions.
Although he is the eldest brother of Huangji Peak's generation, there are also people on other peaks who can rival him.
What's more, those who are rich in their families, or have elders from their sects, often have one-time magical artifacts, talismans, and the like given to them by their families.
For example, in February, Sikong Lie knew that the ribbon on the shoulders of the two sisters was actually a disposable magic weapon that was both beautiful and practical. It contained a ray of sword power from February's mother.