"My condolences to both fellow Taoists."
The girl in the pink skirt came to Wu Xiangming and said, "That person just attacked us and killed two people without asking why. This person may be a member of the Demon Sect."
Wu Xiangming and the two nodded sadly.
"Oh, it's all Yan'er's fault."
The girl in the pink skirt looked sad and sighed softly: "If it weren't for me, I wouldn't have caused these two fellow Taoists to die here. This person from the Demon Sect is so powerful, I think we are no match for him."
Hearing this, Wu Xiangming said quickly: "Yan'er, it's not your fault."
The girl in the pink skirt pursed her red lips, and a flash of light flashed in her eyes. She seemed to have made some kind of decision, and said softly: "Brother Wu, please leave! Yan'er has decided to go alone, so don't follow me. If you get hurt again, , Yan'er..."
As she spoke, the girl in the pink skirt burst into tears, tears welling up in her eyes, looking pitiful.
At this moment, Su Zimo was almost moved by the girl in pink skirt's true feelings.
But the next moment, Su Zimo's eyes returned to clarity, and his expression was cold.
Wu Xiangming was a little at a loss. He seemed to want to reach out to wipe away the tears of the girl in pink skirt, but he seemed a little timid and said quickly: "Yan'er, don't cry. Don't worry, I, Wu Xiangming, will accompany you until the end!"
Another Nanyue Sect monk also quickly echoed.
Yan Fei stood aside, obviously very touched, but the way he looked at the girl in the pink skirt was a little strange, and there was a trace of lust deep in his eyes. Evil color.
"Yan'er, listen to me."
Wu Xiangming said in a deep voice: "Although the man just now was fierce and decisive in his attacks and quick in movement, he may not be my opponent in a head-on fight."
The girl in pink skirt stopped sobbing and nodded in understanding.
Su Zimo thought to himself: "Although this person has lost his mind due to the girl in pink skirt, he still has some brains and knows how to analyze the situation."
In Su Zimo's eyes, the 'dead body' just now was like an assassin recorded in history books, who immediately escaped after missing a single hit.
The strength of assassins may not be very strong, but their methods are better than camouflage, concealment, elusiveness, and shadow. Their overall strength is terrifying and very difficult to deal with.
Of course, even though Wu Xiangming was aware of this, Su Zimo was not optimistic about him.
Let alone him, if he lost his spiritual sense, Su Zimo couldn't guarantee that he would be able to escape from the assassin's hands.
That assassin is terrifying!
Judging from the details of the process of taking action just now, this person's true strength is also quite powerful, and his physical fitness is extremely strong!
Of course, Su Zimo, who has spiritual awareness, is not afraid of this person.
If this person dares to show up again, Su Zimo will kill him immediately!
Such people are too dangerous.
Maybe he felt something, but the assassin who left before did not appear again.
Wu Xiangming and his three escorts, the pink-skirted girl, continued to move forward along the crack, with Su Zimo following behind, his eyes as bright as a torch and his ears twitching. No movement could escape him.
This time, Wu Xiangming and the others were obviously more cautious, taking every step step by step.
When they encounter a corpse again, the three of them will not go forward easily. Instead, they choose one person to stay beside the girl in the pink skirt. The other two, one on the left and one on the right, approach the corpse with their horns and stab the corpse with a few swords. Say it again.
Not far away, a few people came to a fork again.
Wu Xiangming looked back at Su Zimo, who had been following behind without saying a word. He felt agitated for no reason and yelled loudly: "Hey! That Su, you'd better stop following me. I'll be upset when I see you."
In Wu Xiangming's eyes, Su Zimo had almost no sense of existence, and he didn't even remember his name.
"Yes, this person never helps, and he is as timid as a mouse. He doesn't dare to walk in front and always follows us!" Another Nanyue Sect monk also complained.
Su Zimo didn't answer, his eyes were calm, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Along the way, Su Zimo almost didn't take any action. Most of the time, he just watched with cold eyes and strolled around.
Nothing else, just because it's not necessary.
In Wu Xiangming's eyes, Su Zimo just shouted stop and shot two arrows.
Only the girl in the pink skirt knew how heavy the two arrows were when Su Zimo stopped!
Because with the Thousand Faced Assassin's methods, if she hadn't been cautious, everyone present except her would have died!
Standing at the fork, Wu Xiangming looked at Su Zimo with a look of disgust on his face, and asked, "Su what, tell me, what are you good for, huh?"
"Brother Wu, don't embarrass him." From the side, the girl in pink skirt quickly advised.
"snort!"
Wu Xiangming snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the fork on the right, muttering in an unclean manner: "What a disciple of Piaomiao Peak, I think this is nothing more than that!"
At this moment, Su Zimo stood there, seeming to feel something, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"What's the use of asking me, huh."
Su Zimo suddenly laughed and said leisurely: "Actually, my role is very simple. I can at least remind some people that it is best not to embark on the road of no return."
"Stop making excuses and talking nonsense!"
Wu Xiangming turned around and sneered: "Speak directly if you have something to say, no need to beat around the bush."
Su Zimo pointed to the fork in the road behind Wu Xiangming and said calmly: "If I were you, I wouldn't take this road."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Wu Xiangming laughed loudly, "It's really ridiculous. Which path should I take, Wu Xiangming, and I need your guidance in the early stage of foundation building? Are you worthy?"
"You can do it yourself." Su Zimo raised his eyebrows.
Wu Xiangming put away his smile and said coldly: "That Su, for a monk as courageous as you, I advise you to go home and farm as soon as possible, and don't come out to embarrass yourself! You are so courageous and want to become an immortal. , go and dream of your eternal dreams!"
"Haha, what Senior Brother Wu said is absolutely true." Another Nanyue Sect monk agreed.
"Yan'er, let's go! Don't listen to this kid's nonsense. As long as I'm here, Wu Xiangming, even if there are evil heretics in front of you, you have to get out of my way!"
While talking, Wu Xiangming and another Nanyue Sect monk walked into the fork in the road.
The girl in pink skirt looked hesitant, glanced at Su Zimo, and followed her.
Yan Fei stared at the graceful body of the girl in pink skirt with fiery eyes, and followed closely behind.
Su Zimo watched the four of them walk into the fork in the road, but did not follow them.
Due to the existence of the Forbidden Spirit Ancient Formation, everyone's storage bags could not be opened. Everyone took out the needed items long before entering.
What Su Zimo chose was the Hanyue Sword and the Blood Crystal Bow, paired with ten sharp arrows.
He stood there, took off the blood crystal bow from his back, held three sharp arrows in his hand, looked coldly, and said to himself: "After all... a battle is inevitable."
Su Zimo's ear power is amazing.
Just now, he vaguely heard the sound of footsteps coming from the depths of the forked road, and there were a lot of people.
Moreover, there was a fresh smell of blood floating on that fork in the road.
These people come with bad intentions!
It was precisely because of this that Su Zimo persuaded Wu Xiangming and others not to take that fork in the road. Unfortunately, Wu Xiangming and others did not listen.