In the desert oasis, conflicts are constantly brewing and intensifying. [Word*book/Ge]oM
The people in the tent were thinking hard about the truth, trying to find a way out of the current predicament. For this reason, even the reputation and integrity of senior brother Wang Lu and senior brother Wang Lu could be ignored.
The same is true for the people outside the tent, as long as they can save the Great Elder, they are willing to sacrifice a lot of things.
The charge of sacrificing one's life is the simplest. In fact, during the confrontation between the two sides, many warriors were eager to prove the integrity of the desert tribe with their own blood, but at least the old guys in the tribe stopped them.
The enemy is strong and we are weak, and the situation is compelling. The desert tribes are not qualified to be passionate. It is easy for a few of them to rush in and commit suicide. Who can stop it
So after a long time, the demons outside the tent still only stayed at the stage of protest and demonstration. Although the wording gradually became stronger, it had no essential impact.
"Humans, is this the way you claim to be decent?"
"We treated you with all sincerity and even saved both of your lives, but you have treated the Great Elder with pain. You are so devoid of conscience that you are afraid that one day you will ascend to the catastrophe and be knocked out of your wits by the thunder?"
"Release the elder, and we can let the past go."
The people in the tent were tired of hearing such protests, and after a while, someone installed sound insulation at the door, and it was suddenly quiet.
And the quiet environment is indeed more conducive to people's thinking.
"You said, do you want to call other people?"
"Other people? What do you mean?" Lin Wan looked puzzled at Feng Yin who suddenly made a suggestion.
"I'm talking about those people in Fuquan—didn't the senior brother establish a base in Fuquan before? There should be three of us over there, and Senior Sister Caixia is also here. If she can come, maybe there is something I can do.
"Ask for help from Fuquan?" Lin Wan murmured, "But Fuquan is in the final battle with Longjiao, isn't it impossible to draw a man?"
Feng Yin said: "I just communicated with Fuquan not long ago, and they are progressing very smoothly. I just fought the toughest battle with Longjiao yesterday and won a big victory."
The others were taken aback when they heard this.
"Now that Fuquan has fully entered the harvesting rhythm, it doesn't matter if one person or even more people are missing. Besides, the Fuquan base is only a frontier base. After the Fuquan strategy is completed, it is impossible for all three teams to stay in Fuquan. People still have to continue to explore the barren land. [Ci*Book/Ge]/cishuge/It’s better to come here and meet us. This desert oasis, if you dig deeper, it may be a place with more potential than Fuquan
Feng Yin's proposal quickly gained the support of many people.
"Agreed, since the current situation proves that we cannot solve it, it is only natural to introduce new support."
"Although this management trainee program is to exercise the independent ability of each of us, in the face of such a big event, sincere cooperation is the fundamental."
Seeing that the younger brothers and younger sisters all agreed, Feng Yin nodded: "Then I'm going to write a letter to Fuquan, but unfortunately the altar is a bit far away, and I need to ask some younger brother and younger sister to help me run there later."
"Senior Brother Fengyin, I suggest you not to do that."
"Huh?" Feng Yin was taken aback when he heard the words, and turned his head, only to see that the person speaking was actually Junior Sister Wang Wu who had been keeping a low profile.
As always, Junior Sister Wang Wu immerses all her mind in her practice. She is sitting cross-legged at this time, her whole body is full of mana, which is obviously at the time of exercise. If Feng Yin hadn't heard clearly just now, he really couldn't tell that it was Wang Wu who was speaking.
"Junior Sister Wang Wu, you just said... you suggested that I not write a letter for help? Why?"
Wang Wu replied without opening her eyes: "Because senior brother doesn't want too many people to get involved in this matter."
"how do you know?"
"I just know." After Wang Wu finished speaking, he stopped talking, and no matter how Feng Yin asked, he remained silent, which made Feng Yin feel uncomfortable for a while.
However, after so many years of getting along with the brothers and sisters, he has long been accustomed to Wang Wu's maverick. For her, there is nothing more important in the world than cultivation—of course, if it weren't for this, she would definitely not be able to make it to where she is today with her aptitude and comprehension. this step.
For a long time, no matter whether it is martial art training or other activities, she has never come to the front of the stage, and always follows others, devoting most of her energy to meditation. As for training, she is also a fan of retreat. There are more than 300 days a year in retreat at home, which is an out-and-out "home squatting".
She took the initiative to speak just now, which is a very rare and rare thing, and Feng Yin also intends to seriously consider her suggestion.
The reason is very simple, because she was brought here from Fuquan by Feng Yin and Wang Lu personally. And it's no secret among the golden generation that the elder brother is optimistic about Wang Wu.
However, if you don't write a letter asking for help, will the current situation be delayed indefinitely? After all, this is their home field. These desert demons seem to be weak, but they have been fighting against an astonishingly powerful invisible demon for two thousand years. Once they decide to do whatever it takes, they can really block the tent by themselves. Thousands of people outside
Time passed by bit by bit in anxiety. After an unknown amount of time, the curtain of the tent moved suddenly, and a demon girl walked in.
Seeing her, some of the spirit sword monks were startled: "Why are you here?"
Zhang Sheng stood up, looking in surprise at the plump girl at the door, but with pure and immature eyes.
Seeing Zhang Sheng, the girl smiled happily, and then stretched out her hand to gesture.
"You mean the elders ordered you to come? This... the situation is so tense now, what can you do?" Zhang Sheng was puzzled, but also deeply anxious.
Just as he was talking, someone whistled behind him: "Junior Brother Zhang, hold on to yourself, don't fall into the trap of others and defect to the enemy."
Zhang Sheng turned back angrily: "I don't need you to tell me."
"Really? In short, don't do stupid things. Let me tell you that although there are thousands of paths to immortality, controlling your emotions and acting rationally is the kingly way. Of course, I know you practice the sword of love. But love is love, don't forget the friendship and basic love between us."
"Wang Chenye, shut up"
As soon as Zhang Sheng's roar came to an end, the curtain of the tent opened again, and a second girl walked in, with the same sexy and hot features, and the same pure eyebrows.
Wang Chenye was still laughing, but he couldn't laugh when he saw that person, and stood up: "Ah Qing, why are you here?"
The demon girl also gestured with her hand, which surprised Wang Chenye: "You were also sent by the elders? It's strange, what did you ask you to do? Really, the situation here is tense, and hands-on actions are not ruled out." Maybe, what if you accidentally get hurt? Go back quickly, no, I really can’t rest assured, Yu Jian, I’ll take you back.”
"Hey, Wang Chenye, are you defecting to the enemy now?"
However, before Wang Chenye could explain anything, the two girls who were poison expelling physicians made gestures with slightly wry smiles.
The expressions of Wang Chenye and Zhang Sheng changed at the same time.
"Absurd" "Impossible"
Among the few people, only these two who have been in harmony with the poison doctor can understand the sign language of the desert tribe. The others are curious when they see the changes in the expressions of the two: "What's wrong?"
Zhang Sheng shook his head and said nothing, just hugged the demon girl tightly, and refused to let go no matter what. Wang Chenye was relatively relaxed, and smiled wryly after a sigh.
"The elders of the desert tribe carefully inquired about the situation in the tent just now, and felt that the three of them were unconscious because of the sand poison, and then... sent them here."
Suspected that the three of them were poisoned by sand poison, and then sent a poison doctor? This... the unfolding of this plot, I am really happy to hear and see
Whether Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang were poisoned by sand poison or not, the people present couldn't tell. This sand poison is invisible and colorless, and only these demons can accurately identify it. Logically speaking, how could the three of them be contaminated with sand poison for no reason in the oasis city? If even this city was not safe, these demons would have been extinct long ago, so the possibility of sand poisoning is not great, which is why they kept the demons out of the tent in the first place.
But the current situation is that after such a long time, the spirit sword monks have exhausted all means and cannot determine the crux of the problem—of course, because none of them has heard of the existence of dream building. Then when the desert demons raised the possibility of sand poison, they could no longer deny it.
And the desert demons also frankly said: It doesn't matter if you don't believe us, but at least let us rescue the elders of our clan.
This request was reasonable and difficult to refuse, but for Zhang Sheng and Wang Chenye, it really took a psychological struggle to agree to it.
The methods used by poison doctors to remove poison are well known, and it is necessary for the survival of desert tribes, but for these two young people who are still inexperienced...
"Are there no other poison expelling doctors?" Wang Chenye smiled wryly and gestured in sign language.
The demon girl responded seriously: "Among the doctors of the tribe, only we two are qualified to treat the elder's poison."
"... Damn, what qualifications do you need for this thing?"
"Sorry, if there is nothing else, we have to remove the poison for the Great Elder as soon as possible." The girl looked very serious.
Wang Chenye was speechless, turned his head to look at Zhang Sheng, and saw his junior brother's face was livid, but he didn't say a word, and let his sweetheart approach and come to the elder.
Wang Chenye couldn't help but sigh with emotion, Zhang Sheng deserves to be a practitioner of the sword of love. If you really love someone, you can love everything about her, even the green hair on the top of your head. This kind of mind... it's better not to imitate it at will.
Several other Spirit Sword cultivators in the tent also lamented that Zhang Sheng's love life would have a rough future, and they didn't care much about the two poison doctors.
But at this moment, a black light suddenly appeared in the eyes of one of the demon girls.
And she was only a few steps away from Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang.
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