Because of Liu Buyan's slanderous words, he hasn't eaten meat for more than a month, and he still practices "that kind of practice"!
Li Tianyi shook his head helplessly.
He really didn't have any discernment, and he stepped on the young master's sore spot all of a sudden.
Being beaten up is not unfair at all!
…
For the next day and night, Huang Yueli and Li Moying practiced quietly in the tent.
Of course, it's not "that kind of practice", but the serious meditation of the Eight Classics to gather energy and adjust the flow of profound energy in the body.
The last day of the competition is about to enter. Although it is impossible for them to be eliminated, it is not that difficult to protect so many people from the Yunlin tribe.
Sure enough, early on the seventh day, before dawn, Li Tianyi hurried outside the tent.
He didn't dare to come in and disturb the two of them, for fear that he would bump into something he shouldn't see, so he could only talk respectfully outside.
"Young Master, Young Madam, it's not good! Something happened!"
Li Moying suddenly opened his eyes, "What's the matter?"
Li Tian said: "Just now, a signal flare was raised in the southeast. It seems that our Yunlin tribe is in danger and is asking for help from the masters of the tribe."
A large force like the Ancient Gods would equip their warriors with small devices such as signal flares before they entered Paradise Island. Once they encountered danger, they could contact each other and rescue each other.
However, in most cases, this kind of thing is just psychological comfort and does not have much effect.
After all, if the two sides are hundreds of miles apart, even if they receive the signal, they will never be able to rush there in time. Moreover, if the strength is not enough, the person may not be rescued, but he may be caught in it.
Because of this, when An Mingyan and the others were in danger a few days ago, they never considered releasing flares.
Because it's really of no use.
But things are different now.
The poisonous mist continues to spread, and the area of the safe area continues to shrink. The warriors who can still send out rescue signals at this time must be very close to the central area, and it is estimated that they are only an hour away at most.
If you rush there right away, you might be able to save him.
It was out of this consideration that Li Tianyi came to report at the risk of angering Li Moying.
However, after Li Moying heard what he said, he didn't even raise his eyelids, "If you are willing to save people, just save them yourself. What does it have to do with me?"
"But, young master... my subordinates know that you are dissatisfied with..., but after all, this is the arena for martial arts competitions in the God Realm! If that person is eliminated like this, maybe the clan leader and others will have some ideas..."
"So what?" Li Moying sneered coldly, not taking the clan leader and elders seriously at all.
Huang Yueli sat cross-legged opposite Li Moying and was practicing just now.
However, as soon as Li Tian spoke, she stopped the flow of profound energy and listened to the two of them talking.
Hearing this, she couldn't help but look a little confused, "Wait, what are you two talking about? Who is this person who sent the rescue signal?"
Listening to Li Tianyi's hesitant way of speaking, her intuition told her that there must be something wrong with the person asking for help!
"This..." Li Tianyi quickly closed his mouth, not daring to speak.
A trace of panic flashed in Li Moying's eyes, "Ahem, madam, this matter is not important. I don't plan to save people anyway, let's continue practicing."
(End of chapter)