In the medical tent.
Shen Huaixi was alone in the inner room preparing medicine for the wound, when he suddenly felt a heart-wrenching feeling surge up in his body. He immediately took out the life talisman, and when he saw the cracks on it, he knew that his mother was dead.
This time it's complete, I'm scared to death!
Shen Huaixi was stunned for a moment, feeling no sadness or joy in his heart, but more of a sense of relief.
"Young Master, the situation has changed. Please leave with me immediately!"
A male cultivator in black with a ghost mask jumped in from the window. His early Jindan cultivation level made Shen Huaixi feel pressured.
There were two Feather Clan aliens in the Foundation Establishment Stage outside as guards, "protecting" this young master who was at the eighth level of Qi training as he left.
"Waixi, Huaixi, I brought you some roasted deer legs, do you want some...!!"
Xie Jingshan suddenly rushed in, Shen Huaixi was horrified, and the ghost-faced male cultivator rushed over and raised his hand to use a killing move.
"stop!"
Shen Huaixi tried his best to make hand gestures, and a green light bloomed behind Xie Jingshan.
The ghost-faced male cultivator slapped Xie Jingshan on the chest, but Shen Huaixi's clothes on his back were torn by the strong airflow, and he fell to the ground vomiting blood.
"Young Master!"
The ghost-faced male cultivator shouted in horror. Fortunately, he saw the spell to transfer damage and withdrew most of his strength, otherwise Shen Huaixi would have died for sure.
Xie Jingshan staggered back with only minor injuries. The deer leg in his hand fell to the ground, and he opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
Shen Huaixi's clothes on his back were torn, revealing hideous and terrifying scars.
His shoulder blade pierced through the flesh, as if it had been broken, and was jagged.
Xie Jingshan's heart was shaken, and he looked up at the two strange men with wings on their backs outside the window.
"So you are... an alien!" Xie Jingshan's voice trembled.
Shen Huaixi's expression gradually turned cold, "It's also a ghost tribe."
Xie Jingshan was stunned. He never expected that Shen Huaixi's true identity would be so complicated. It turned out that Jiang Yuebai was right.
Xie Jingshan was heartbroken.
The ghost-faced male cultivator was murderous, "Young Master, this man cannot be kept alive. Please let me kill him."
Shen Huaixi sneered, "Do you and I dare to attack the only heir of Shanhai Tower?"
The ghost-faced male cultivator opened his eyes in horror and looked at Xie Jingshan again.
Xie Jingshan frowned, "So you already knew that I was from Shanhailou..."
Xie Jingshan only told Lu Nanzhi and Jiang Yuebai about this matter.
Shen Huaixi ignored Xie Jingshan and said, "Xie Tianbao, who is half a step away from becoming a god in Shanhai Tower, is the most protective and overbearing. With the financial resources of Shanhai Tower, if he wants to kill you and me, there will be no place for us in this world of cultivation."
The ghost-faced male cultivator took a half step back, "But..."
Shen Huaixi took out a bottle of pills from his storage bag, poured out a green pill and walked in front of Xie Jingshan.
"Brother Jingshan, this is the Forget Worry Pill. Take it and you will forget everything that happened today. This is good for both you and me."
Xie Jingshan didn't move, but just stared at Shen Huaixi with red eyes.
"So, do you really want to attack Jiang Yuebai? Are you deliberately trying to find out about her from me? If you do this, where will I stand? Do you know that I really treat you as a brother?"
Shen Huaixi's eyes dimmed, "In this world, even family members can kill each other, so where is the brotherhood? I don't have much time, you'd better... cooperate."
The ghost-faced male cultivator looked imposing and stared at Xie Jingshan.
Xie Jingshan laughed at himself with red eyes, "I have always believed in what I saw with my own eyes, and I always remain skeptical of what others say to me. Next time we meet, I won't remember what happened today, won't listen to others, and still ask you to be hopeful. I hope you won't feel ashamed of yourself!"
Xie Jingshan took the Forget-Sorrow Pill from Shen Huaixi's hand and swallowed it without hesitation. As soon as the pill entered his mouth, he felt dizzy and fell down.
Shen Huaixi hurried forward to hold Xie Jingshan, and despite the severe pain in his body, he slowly put him on the ground.
When his eyes swept over the deadly jade talisman in Xie Jingshan's hand, Shen Huaixi's pupils trembled and his heart felt bitter.
"Brother Jingshan, thank you... for letting me go."
There was a burst of aftermath of a fight outside, and the ghost-faced male cultivator went out to check, hurrying.
"It seems that something happened to Senior Qingnangzi. Young Master, hurry up and leave!"
Shen Huaixi took one last look at Xie Jingshan and left the tent.
Outside were all the strangers who had been driven out of the tent to recuperate. When they saw Shen Huaixi, they all stood up and looked at him with respect.
"Young...Brother Shen, where are you going?"
Xiaoque, a girl with a pair of sparrow wings, looked at Shen Huaixi with bright eyes.
Shen Huaixi clenched his fists and felt a dull pain in his heart. He knew that if he left, the matter in the secret realm would be exposed, and these strange people would be held accountable and none of them would survive.
"Oh no, a Yuanying Zhenjun is coming this way!"
The ghost-faced male cultivator shouted anxiously, and two Feather Clan aliens in the Foundation Establishment Stage suddenly stood up.
"You take the young master away, and we will stay and hold them off for a while."
Shen Huaixi was shocked and was about to refuse when one of the middle-aged strangers grabbed his arm.
"You said that when the Ghost Clan is revived, all aliens will be freed from the suffering of slavery. I believe you, and all of us Feather Clan aliens believe you. You must keep your word!"
Shen Huaixi shook his head and wanted to speak, but it was as if his throat was choked and he could not utter a word. He could only weakly bear the heavy weight on his arms.
He lied to them. He just listened to Qingnangzi and his mother and lied to them!
Just because he is an alien and a ghost, they have to deceive them!
He didn't want to be a young master at all. He just wanted to be an ordinary disciple of Tianyan Sect, playing and playing with his senior brothers and sisters, and practicing together simply.
"She is still young, please take her with you!"
Xiao Que was pushed into Shen Huaixi's arms, and within a few words, True Lord Canghuo was already within reach.
"Everyone, follow me and help the young master escape!"
The peculiar cries of birds echoed far away, and the strange people of the Feathered Clan flew up from all over the camp.
“Go!”
The ghost-faced male cultivator grabbed Shen Huaixi and set up a beam of light to escape.
In the end, Shen Huaixi said nothing. He could only hold Xiaoque's hand tightly and watch those strange people go up to meet Lord Canghuo one after another.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
“Uncle!!”
The flames bloomed in the darkness, dazzling and heart-wrenching, lasting for a long time.
The feathers in the sky were burned to ashes in the flames.
Shen Huaixi held back his tears, covered Xiaoque's eyes, and watched the flames blooming farther and farther away until they disappeared.
After escaping for several hours, Xiao Que had fainted from crying. Shen Huaixi carried her on his back and stood in front of the fork in the road.
On one side is the Central Plains, which is stable, prosperous, and home to a vast population.
On one side, there are hundreds of thousands of mountains, which are dangerous and barren, and are bound to be full of dangers.
"Young Master, we can't contact our Lord and Senior Qingnangzi right now. Where should we go?" asked the ghost-faced male cultivator.
Shen Huaixi's arm still ached slightly, and with a burning and heart-burning force, he glanced sideways at Xiaoque on his shoulder, took a deep breath, and walked towards the Shiwan Mountains with a determined look.
"Go, to the alien country!"
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The land of blue flames.
Li Jiuchuan had no idea what was happening in the outside world. As soon as the entrance to the secret realm was stabilized, he rushed in, following the trace of his divine thoughts left on Jiang Yuebai, and headed straight for Shenji Ridge.
The divine thought was intermittent, making Li Jiuchuan feel uneasy.
When he arrived at the foot of the volcano, Li Jiuchuan saw Zhao Fuyi kneeling on a huge rock protruding from the mountain wall. Her hair was disheveled and she looked disheveled.
"Where's Jiang Yuebai?"
Li Jiuchuan followed Zhao Fuyi's gaze and looked at the raging sea of fire below. His mind was shaken and a sharp tinnitus buzzed in his head.
"Why didn't you save her?!"
Facing Li Jiuchuan's groundless accusations, Zhao Fuyi looked up calmly and was not angry.
"She... should be fine."
Li Jiuchuan was so concerned that he was about to rush down into the sea of fire when the ground suddenly shook.
I saw a whirlpool appear in the center of the sea of fire, like an endless black hole, swallowing up the surging earthly fire at an increasingly faster speed.
I still owe the leader four chapters. I have not paid off the old debts but have added new ones. I can’t pay them off…
Let's play it badly (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
See you tomorrow!
(End of this chapter)