There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

"Damn it, why should I protect these bastards? I want to get out of this damn place."

Seeing that he seemed to want to rush out, Shu Yue quickly stopped him: "It's very dangerous outside now. If you go out, you will undoubtedly die. You..."

Before she could finish her words, the man pushed her away roughly: "Get out!"

He glared at them and said, "I don't care if the disciples of the five sects are willing to show their kindness with good intentions! But I'm leaving this damn place now and I won't wait to die with you!"

It was obvious that the man was on the verge of losing control after being nervous for half a month.

Several disciples quickly helped Shu Yue up who almost fell.

Yu Heng was irritable and took a step forward angrily: "What are you doing?"

"We are just kindly reminding you, whether you want to listen or not, why are you pushing people?!"

Different from his disdain for other disciples, the Yanxia Sect was mostly a group of girls with little attack power, and he had just provided them with a lot of elixirs.

At this moment, Yu Heng's soul of justice was burning.

Not only that man, many monks also began to complain in low voices.

After all, we only have one life, and under the threat of death, people's hearts are naturally divided.

Ye Sui'an looked at them with a slightly cold gaze: "Stupid."

The young man held his folding fan to his chin and said sarcastically, "There's no way to kill all those ghosts outside. If we go out now, we'll just die."

"You didn't listen to my kind advice, so you want to leave, don't you?" He half-opened his folding fan and pointed outside the formation: "Go ahead, if you want to leave, go now."

The originally arrogant monk was instantly like being poured with a bucket of cold water, looking outside without saying a word.

Especially when he was glared at by several of his closest disciples, the man shrank back and stood back reluctantly.

"Who is this?"

The disciples were also dissatisfied, thinking that their kindness was taken for granted.

Besides, their brothers and sisters were still outside killing ghosts and rescuing people, but the group protected in the formation started to quarrel among themselves.

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"boom--"

At this moment, Xie Baiyi came back carrying a person and threw him on the ground. "What's wrong?"

The atmosphere feels weird.

Seeing that the other party was still trying to run, he directly stabbed the other party's vitals with his sword and said coldly: "Try to run again."

The ghost cultivator froze in place, unable to move.

Gu Xia ignored the farce over there, and his attention was immediately attracted by the ghost cultivator on the ground: "Why did you bring your luggage with you when you went out to fight?"

Xie Baiyi frowned slightly, and after a few seconds he understood what she meant, and said calmly: "He had been secretly watching us, and I caught him after I found him."

Gu Xia raised an eyebrow and looked at the ghost cultivator with pity: "You are really hitting a brick wall if you mess with him."

Surrounded by a group of disciples all of a sudden, the ghost cultivator was not afraid at all. Instead, he became even more excited.

"Such pure qualifications, are you willing to sacrifice your lives for my Lord?"

Passed on personally: "..."

"Where did this lunatic come from?"

"Are you possessed?"

"Just give him a sword."

What a psychopath, all he wants them to do is sacrifice their lives.

Are all the ghost cultivators nowadays so crazy?

Hearing their collective rejection and whispers, the ghost cultivator immediately jumped up and said angrily: "How dare you! How dare you disrespect my master?!"

Hey, you dare to threaten them?

Yu Heng drew his sword: "Do you have any objection?"

Ye Sui'an held the talisman in his hand, his eyes full of light and color, and he smiled: "Tell me about it."

Gu Xia turned into a praying person: "Have a safe journey."

Ghost Cultivator: "???"

Mom, help me, these disciples are all crazy! !

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The person Xie Baiyi captured was probably a low-level ghost cultivator, whose cultivation was only at the Golden Core Stage. He spoke in a nervous manner.

Seeing that they couldn't get anything out of him, his disciples were in no mood to waste time talking nonsense with him, so they tied him up tightly and also found a few monks to help watch over him.

You never know when it might come in handy.

Time passed bit by bit, and the closer it got to the limit of seven days, the more depressing the blood color and shadows cast by the entire sky became.

Gu Xia planned to cooperate with the people from Xuanming Sect to set up a plan, which would at least delay the time and prevent the situation from becoming so passive from the beginning.

But before that, the safety of others must also be considered.

The sword cultivators only think about going out and killing, and none of their brains can be trusted.

She called Xu Xingmu and asked him and his senior brother to go and help, and save as many people as possible.

As for Yu Heng, she left him behind. After all, there were still some alchemy practitioners and talisman practitioners here. If other practitioners insisted on going out to seek death, she could only wish them good luck.

However, the safety of other disciples who have no self-protection ability must be taken care of.

Strictly speaking, they have been through hardships together so many times. If anything happens to these disciples, it will be difficult to explain to the five sects.

Yu Heng tapped the hilt of the sword with his fingertips, and the Fuyao sword made a crisp sound. He was excited and wanted to go out and kill everyone. He was very dissatisfied with Gu Xia's plan to let him stay.

"Why can that idiot Xu Xingmu go while I have to stay here?"

Gu Xia: "..."

They are all idiots. How dare you call her Second Senior Brother an idiot?

She was slightly speechless: "The formation is also very important, okay?"

Yu Heng didn't listen, like an angry Husky, his eyes wide open: "Do you think he is better than me?"

The two of them often compared themselves with each other, overtly or covertly. Yu Heng became unhappy when he realized this.

Gu Xia tried hard to control herself from nodding, lest Yu Heng twist her head off.

"How could that be?" She said perfunctorily, "You are strong, you are strong, you are the strongest, so I feel most at ease handing this mission to you."

Yu Heng's eyes widened slightly. He didn't expect Gu Xia to trust him so much. He had never been chosen so firmly by anyone in his life. He felt flattered for a moment.

He immediately drew his sword and said confidently: "Don't worry."

"As long as I'm here, no one can touch a hair on their head."

A few people from the Yanxia Sect passing by: "..."

Although I feel that it is wrong to say this, I don't know why, but his presence makes me more uneasy.

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