"The Tang and Song brothers really didn't disappoint me. I figured it out so quickly. To be honest, I was a little worried just now, worried that the Tang and Song brothers would continue to stick to this place. If the Tang and Song brothers insisted on guarding, In this place, I don’t know whether I should leave or stay.”
"I would also like to thank Brother Duan for reminding me that now I only hope that the people of Shiyang Town will be lucky." I shook my head gently, somewhat bitter in my heart.
Perhaps in a few days, a piece of news will be published in the newspaper that an earthquake occurred in the Badal Mountain area, killing tens of thousands of people.
But I had to leave here again, because there is no use staying, and there is really only one way to save Huaxia Yangjian. I want to find a way to find the source of this matter and resolve the crisis from the source.
"We can't even evacuate the people here, because if the people here leave, the people in other places will suffer. It's not fair to anyone," Duan Xueliu sighed softly, and then said: "We are far from the blood-clothed building. It's about two days' journey here. If the Tang and Song brothers are willing, we might as well leave now."
"Everything follows Brother Duan's arrangement."
"Big Brother Tang, are you ready to leave?" Duan Xueliu and I stood side by side. At the entrance of the valley just after our debut, Mi Xiaomei's voice sounded behind me.
"Yes, the Yin Bing Yin Jiang who attacked here has been resolved, and it is time to leave."
"But what if the Yin Soldier Yin will come again?"
"Little sister," Deng Jiazhen hurriedly pulled Mi's arm, and then said to me quite politely: "Brother Tang and Song, the little girl is outspoken, please forgive me for the collision just now."
"Not closed… "
However, before I could finish my words, Mi Xiaomei waved her hand aside and said angrily: "I haven't determined whether it is safe here. If you want to leave, you must leave. In case Yin Bing Yin will come back for revenge, it is still here that suffers. People."
Hearing Mi Xiaomei's words, my heart felt a little uncomfortable. But what can I do if I am uncomfortable. Although I have the strength of a ninth-level Taoist priest, I am not invincible in the world. I alone cannot stop the army of the Seven Kingdoms of the Underworld.
"Sister, don't talk about it, Tang
Brother Song must have important things to do. "
When Lin Chulun's voice fell, Mi Xiaomei followed one step forward and said loudly to me: "Brother Tang, you are the first ninth-level Taoist I have close contact with, and you are also the most conscientious ninth-level Taoist in my heart. I am. I hope you can promise me not to give up the Chinese people no matter what."
"Miss Mi, I solemnly promise you that I will never give up the Chinese people at any time. I will definitely find a way and will do my best to resolve this crisis."
After saying this sentence, I felt a little more comfortable. At least I understand, I did not give up, I am still fighting.
"Thank you," Mi Xiaomei finished speaking and bowed heavily to me.
"Take care." I clasped my fists toward the three of them, and then under Duan Xueliu's guidance, I couldn't move my head far away.
"The landlord of our Bloody Clothes Building is named Pang and Pang Dahai, and our landlord also has the strength of a ninth-level Taoist priest. But even so, Baihuchi also brought us heavy pressure. But fortunately, the Tang and Song brothers are willing to help. With you Together with our host, and all the friends present, I think it should be possible to resolve this crisis."
I didn't expect that the poster of the Bloody Clothes Tower also had the strength of a ninth-level Taoist priest, and the opponent had the strength of a ninth-level Taoist priest, but still did not have the confidence to hold the White Tiger Pool. It can be seen from this that the danger that Baihuchi is about to face may be much more severe than we thought.
"That's too much, besides us, have you found any other reinforcements."
"I found two casual cultivators, both of which have the strength of an eighth-level Taoist. In addition, the Iron Fist Sect is willing to help. The sect master of the Iron Fist Sect has the strength of the eighth-level peak, and almost half of his feet have entered the ninth-level Taoist. In the ranks."
Hearing Duan Xueliu's words, I was a little relieved. As the saying goes, there are more people and more power, and the more people there are, the greater the chance of holding Baihuchi.
"If nothing else, our young landlord may have to come back. Some time ago, our landlord contacted the young landlord and learned that our young landlord now has the strength of an eighth-level Taoist priest." Duan Xueliu smiled at me. Then he said: "Our young host is now thirty
He was promoted to the eighth-level Taoist priest at the age of thirty. I originally thought that our young host was a genius from the past, but now I have seen the Tang and Song brothers and friends. I know that such a genius as our young host is not unique. "
"Your young master was promoted to an eighth-level Taoist priest at the age of 30. It seems that your blood-clothed building has cultivated a good talent, which is considered to be a successor. At least it can guarantee that the blood-clothed building will last for decades. "
"Speaking of which is really a bit ashamed, because we left the blood-clothed building at the age of twelve as the young host. His growth depends entirely on himself and our blood-clothed building. Sometimes we even think, if the young host stays in the blood-clothed building. The blood-clothed building, maybe it won't have the achievements it is today."
"Leaving the blood-clothed building at the age of twelve, and growing up into an eighth-level Taoist alone at the age of thirty. I can't wait to make friends with such a character."
I spoke very sincerely. We must know that the reason why we are promoted so fast, the ancestral witch inheritance has a lot of credit. The young master of the Bloody Clothes Building was promoted to the eighth-level Taoist priest at the age of 30, relying on himself, this talent is indeed worthy of admiration.
"I want to challenge him." Xuan Ming said coldly.
"Old man, this girl asks you, how does your young host look like? Doesn't it look handsome?"
Hearing Hou Shexue's words, Duan Xueliu smiled awkwardly and said, "I really don't know about this, because the young master left the Xueyimen at the age of twelve and has never returned until now."
"How did he look when he was twelve?"
"Hey, when he was twelve years old, he looked like a meatball, very short and fat." Duan Xueliu said as he cast his eyes on Fei Bo.
"Donor Duan, what do you think the poor monk is doing?"
"I think our young master may look like you now."
"Forget it, this girl is not interested." Hou Shexue shrugged her shoulders, and then asked after a while: "You have been talking for a long time, this girl still doesn't know your young host's name?"
"Our young host's name doesn't sound good?"
"Could it be that his name is Pang Ergou."
"No." Duan Xueliu smiled, and then said: "His name is Pang Pang."
(End of this chapter)