Hearing Qin Jiu's praise, he was neither proud nor humble.
He just quietly cut out the most important inner alchemy of the beast under his feet and put it in the storage space.
Qin Jiu raised his head, and saw Li Weiran standing not far away.
Because the journey was full of wind and dust, the red silk covering Li Weiran's face had already flown away at some point.
The pair of deep and bone-chilling icy blue eyes behind Hong Ling appeared.
The face of a young man who was still somewhat childish.
After losing the concealed red silk, she indifferently reveals a somewhat treacherous and frightening mature charm.
Qin Jiu's thinking has always been slow.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt that the same two pairs of ice blue eyes were very similar.
An idea popped up in his mind inexplicably.
It turned out that Li Weiran's eyes were also ice blue.
Same as Xiaobao.
It was also the same as Tutor Mo.
…
After taking the inner alchemy, the three of them walked forward again.
However, the eyes are always boundless yellow sand.
Qin Jiu couldn't help but ask, "Xiaobao, Lu, right?"
They had been walking for several days, but the scene they saw was exactly the same every day.
Isn't this really going in circles
Little Treasure nodded: "This way."
"How can you be sure you're going in this direction?"
Li Weiran's questioning voice came from beside his ear.
Xiao Bao didn't respond, but was curious about the look in Shang Qin Jiu's eyes.
Still sullenly said: "Intuition."
Li Weiran: "... Hehe, it's actually intuition."
Xiaobao heard the teasing in his tone, and his cheeks puffed up in anger.
Instead of looking at him, he looked at Qin Jiu and said, "Second Master, Xiao Bao's intuition has always been accurate."
"In the past, when my mother went to the jungle to hunt for treasures, it was Xiaobao who found the treasures for her."
Qin Jiu nodded without hesitation: "Xiaobao, everything you said is correct!"
Xiaobao hooked the corners of his lips, then gave Li Weiran a hard look.
Suddenly, his face changed: "Second Martial Uncle, let me down."
Qin Jiu did as he was told.
Xiaobao immediately knelt down on one knee and pressed his little hand on the yellow sand.
Then his expression became more and more dignified.
Buzz buzz!
The evil spirit sword at his waist buzzed like a warning.
At this moment, even Qin Jiu noticed something was wrong.
He quickly took out the [Wan Jun Hammer] and pulled Xiao Bao behind him.
The sand dunes on the ground suddenly rolled violently like waves.
From a distance of several thousand meters, a circle was formed, approaching the two of them.
Wow!
The sand and dust tens of meters high rose up and fell again, covering the sky and the sun.
After the dust fell, a dense army of beasts appeared.
That's not one, three or five.
But thousands of them.
There are all kinds of these beasts, reptiles, tigers and leopards, jackals... countless.
The only thing in common is that each struggling green eye is staring greedily at the two of them.
Qin Jiu's face was serious, and he swung his double hammers to smash a poisonous scorpion into the air.
He shouted loudly: "Xiaobao, run!!"
How could Xiaobao be willing to drop Qin Jiu and run away at this time
He raised his sword and joined the battle without hesitation.
Under the ferocious roar of thousands of beasts, the small figure is like a flat boat in the sea, which will be swallowed at any time.
The strength of these desolate beasts is no different from the three lizards just killed.
But the number is really too much.
Rao Xiaobao and Qin Jiu were both amazingly gifted and powerful, and they couldn't hold on anymore.
They could barely lift their hands.
The spiritual power in the dantian was almost exhausted.
At this moment, Xiao Bao suddenly discovered that the target of these fierce beasts was not Qin Jiu, but himself.