Pei Xianqiao made a decisive decision and crushed the golden talisman paper.
This is what Mu Jialing left for her.
Crushing this talisman meant that she was in danger.
No matter where Mu Jialing is, her location can be sensed immediately.
She knew in her heart that the existence that could hurt Mr. Shang was not something she could fight against.
Golden sunlight shone, and Pei Xianqiao and his party evacuated quickly.
Mu Jialing appeared with Yu Zhenyan in the golden halo.
"Fellow Daoist Pei, what happened?" Mu Jialing ran straight to Pei Xianqiao.
Yu Zhenyan released the defensive shield, looked around, and scolded in a sweet voice: "Pei Xianqiao, what do you want to do by calling us here?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a billowing black smoke suddenly rose from the yard directly in front of her. The thick smoke was filled with a foul smell and swayed in the wind, like an evil ghost with teeth and claws.
Yu Zhenyan's expression suddenly changed, "What is this?"
The thick black smoke is incompatible with the beautiful scenery of Yanjiabao. The misty smoke is like a roaring beast in the abyss, twisting its body and trying to tear them apart!
Pei Xianqiao took a breath and pushed away He Huatao who was protecting him, "Fozi, please take them out of here!"
He Huatao was immediately surprised, "Sister Qiaoqiao, how could I leave you here!"
Mu Jialing stared high into the fog in the courtyard, with a worried look on his brows.
What is it in the thick fog?
Will the secret of Yanjiabao be revealed today?
"Brother He, please go quickly. I said I will take you out of here safely. You don't have to worry about me. I have my own way of escaping!" Pei Xianqiao drew out the Cangling Snow Sword neatly, and everyone was slightly distracted by the bright light of the sword.
"Sister Qiaoqiao..." He Huatao's eyes showed unbearability, worry, appreciation and admiration.
Sister Qiaoqiao is just a little girl. At a critical moment of life and death, she can ignore the danger and protect a group of unfamiliar casual cultivators. She is so stupid!
"You guys, take your fellow Taoists from the Wuxiang Sect and leave. I will stay here to accompany Sister Qiaoqiao and fight to the end!" He Huatao took out his twin thunder hammers and drew a red arc in the void, with a majestic and heavy look on his face.
"Congratulations, senior!" The casual cultivators who were protected behind them were moved.
It is not easy for casual cultivators to practice without the protection of the sect, and it is even more difficult to make sincere friends. They follow He Huatao, but because he has the highest cultivation level among them and has a decent temperament, these casual cultivators temporarily listen to his orders.
But I never thought that the boss I met halfway and the female cultivator from the Wuxiang Sect who I suddenly met would be willing to risk their lives for them to resist the terrifying unknown force.
The psychological defenses of this group of casual cultivators collapsed in an instant, and they took out their magical weapons one after another, advancing instead of retreating, and fighting side by side with them.
"Senior Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Pei, we are not leaving! If we want to leave, let's all go together!"
"You..." He Huatao was surprised and excited.
Pei Xianqiao was moved, but she didn't want everyone to take the risk with her, "Senior Brother Yu, Senior Sister Shen, take them out of here!"
"Junior sister Pei, let us accompany you!" Yu Wei and Shen Fang looked at each other and made a tacit agreement to stay.
Everyone's eyes were firm and they worked together, which moved Pei Xianqiao's heart.
Yu Zhenyan, who retreated to the side, looked at their united appearance, and her contempt for Pei Xianqiao changed in her heart.
Why is she willing to save a group of strangers?
Yu Zhenyan was a little dazed, and suddenly summoned the fire fan, no longer escaping.
He Huatao looked sharply at the black smoke on the roof of the courtyard, swung the double thunder hammers with both hands domineeringly, and shouted: "Charge!"
"Go! Go! Go!" The crowd shouted in agreement.
The sound seemed to break through the clouds and rush to the nine heavens.
Full of enthusiasm surged in their hearts, everyone was full of fighting spirit, and their morale soared!
Yanjiabao Square.
"Come on - ah -"
The voices of the casual cultivators reached the square, and the lingering sounds continued to echo.
Yan Shanyi, who was preparing for the sacrificial ceremony, raised his head indifferently, his eyes as dark as dead water, eerie and strange.
"Can these foreign distinguished guests still not be able to bear it?" Yan Shanyi showed a cruel smile and greedily licked both cheeks with his long and forked red tongue.
Da da da…
…
"Everyone..." Mu Jialing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spread out a golden wall and blocked everyone who was sprinting back.
"Buddha, don't try to persuade us. We have made up our minds and must fight this monster to the death!"
"That's right, we are greedy for life and afraid of death. Even a little female cultivator dares to risk our lives. I, an old fellow who has lived for decades or hundreds of years, cannot lose to her!"
Pei Xianqiao looked at the strange monks united as one, and a warm current suddenly flowed through her heart.
Who said that all casual cultivators are as timid and profit-seeking people!
They have never seen the sincerity of these casual cultivators with their own eyes, and have never truly understood them. Even in the world of cultivators, there are many kind-hearted people!
At this moment, Pei Xianqiao felt that everything he had done was worth it.
"Fozi, what's the quarrel outside? Don't say that I was the one who made the furnace, just Grandpa Yang... No, you can't lie, so don't say anything at all!"
At this time, Yao Ranran's crisp voice came out from Jixin Jade again, and Mu Jialing's eyes showed a hint of helplessness.
Without saying anything, these monks had to rush in...
Who would have thought that this thick smoke was caused by a furnace explosion?
Mu Jialing calmly stood on the golden shield and said, "Everyone, there are no monsters in the courtyard, and there is no so-called danger."
"Come on... hmm? What?"
Everyone was stunned, the magical weapon they held high hovered above their heads, and bright auras of various colors continued to shine.
"Everyone, please listen to the young monk's detailed explanation. Mr. Yang is an alchemist. The black smoke is the smoke produced by the furnace explosion. The stench is the smell of the waste elixir. When the smoke dissipates, the waste elixir is thrown into the flames. , everything will return to normal.”
Mu Jialing explained gently, with a pair of beautiful eyes that were as beautiful as heaven and earth without any impurities, calming everyone down.
"Dear guests, what are you doing here?"
The cold voice suddenly appeared like a ghost.
Everyone turned around in shock, and Yan Shanyi stood behind them at some point, looking at them with a smile on his face, holding a machete emitting a cold light in his hand.
The hairs on their hair stood on end as they seemed to hear the lurking murderous intent in Yan Shanyi's mouth.
Yu Zhenyan was the first to react. She turned her wrist flexibly, pointed the sharp fan at herself, shook it gently, and said with a smile: "The weather seems a bit hot today..."
Everyone: This person changes his face so quickly!!!
"Little Pei Guike, this sword of yours is...?" Yan Shanyi shifted his gaze and stared at Canngling Snow Sword with a smile.
Miso miso miso!
All the magic weapons were retracted in unison, and the casual cultivator behind Pei Xianqiao quickly distanced himself from her, looking around at the scenery as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't know anything.
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