These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Wei Tu frowned as he looked at the persistent woman, but the woman's gaze remained unyielding.

Wei Tu said irritably.

"If you're going to leave, hurry up and keep your voice down."

Bai Youwei also got up, and soon only one person remained by the fire.

When Gong Ziqi turned over and opened his eyes, he was slightly confused to see that he was all alone. The place where two people should have been sleeping was empty.

The good-natured boy scratched his head.

"So urgent... sigh."

He added the last of the firewood to the fire, then stood up...

-

"call……!"

A wind began to blow across the sky.

"Ok?"

Liang Xingxiu's ears twitched, he frowned and looked up at the sky, but he didn't see any birds flying by.

"What's going on...?"

The surroundings were quiet, as if only the coordinate stone tablet kept him company.

Liang Xingxiu tried his best to sense things, but the feeling of unease became more and more obvious. This was not the first time he had come to help with the sect's trial, but he was always very careful.

As always, he brought his sword with him.

"call out!"

"Boom!"

In an instant, Liang Xingxiu opened his eyes and cleaved an arrow in two with his sword.

"Liang Xingxiu of the Yuanjian Sect?"

A gloomy voice suddenly came from behind him.

Liang Xingxiu suddenly turned around and saw a figure wearing a black robe but with a half-skull mask on.

"Who are you?"

I don't know who it is, but they don't seem to have any good intentions.

Liang Xingxiu was already extremely vigilant.

The man approached step by step, and it was clear that he had a crescent-shaped scimitar at his waist.

"Visitor from the Northern Desert."

"The Northern Desert...the Demon Realm?!"

"Liang Xingxiu, prepare to die."

As he spoke, his pace suddenly quickened, as if he had become a blur.

At the same time, Liang Xingxiu instantly drew his sword, his reaction speed was not slow at all.

"boom!"

A beam of sword light descended in the direction of the opponent, like a large blade cleaving down from the sky.

However, no blood and gore occurred.

"slow."

The voice suddenly appeared to his side, and Liang Xingsu's eyes widened as he suddenly delivered a horizontal slash.

"clang!!"

As the blade clashed with the sword, Liang Xingxiu frowned and warily eyed the strange man before him.

"kill."

Until the other party sparingly uttered another single word.

What Liang Xingxiu sensed was a strange aura that suddenly surged from all directions.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!!"

Liang Xingxiu turned around and stared wide-eyed, only to see six or seven men dressed exactly like the other party rushing towards him from all directions.

He instantly drew his sword, parrying the opponent's curved blade, and tried to turn around to find a chance.

At least... at least the message from here needs to be sent out.

Thus, Liang Xingxiu faced a split-second decision: whether to attack and seek a sliver of hope for survival.

He then took out a communication stone to send the crucial message back to the Yuanjian Sect, requesting the sect to send reinforcements...

At this critical juncture.

Liang Xingsu gritted his teeth, threw down his longsword, and took out a teleportation stone from his waist, holding it above his head.

He instantly channeled his inner energy into it, intending to activate it.

But this time.

"Shh!"

"Pfft..."

Liang Xingsu watched helplessly as his own hand fell neatly to the ground in front of him.

Blood gushed from the incision, but he was so despondent that he no longer even had the desire to cry out.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!!"

"..."

Blades from all directions pierced Liang Xingxiu's body.

He stared blankly as the man who had started the conversation came up to him.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were moving.

"Spare...the children..."

The man in the skull mask shook his head.

"The loser has no right to make demands."

After saying this, the man slashed Liang Xingxiu's head off with a single stroke, instantly separating the two.

Blood sprayed profusely into the sky.

Liang Xingxiu's body did not fall to the ground; it stood upright, covered in blood, while his head lay not far away. His blood-red eyes remained open, staring intently at the unactivated communication stone.

Perhaps there's a chance to draw the sword... Perhaps the one wielding the sword shouldn't give up the desire to live...

But he felt it was the right thing to do.

"Priest... what's next?"

Someone asked.

The man in the skull mask said coldly.

"Dispose of his body and clean up the scene. Then kill everyone we encounter on the road. Our only mission is to kill her in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. We must not let her have a chance to return to the Northern Desert!"

"yes……!!"

...PS: Not many monthly votes, few favorites, few comments, few clicks, but a lot of words, and a lot of worries too. Sigh.

61 Who is the jinx?

“From the beginning, you were thinking of going deep into the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, otherwise you wouldn’t have needed to come here at all.”

Footsteps made a soft, rustling sound on the ground.

Wei Tu turned his head to look at the girl in the white dress beside him.

"Aren't you the same? I have no reason to come here, but you do?"

Bai Youwei frowned.

“Wei Tu, we have no conflict of interest, so I think it would be better to build on the basis of mutual assistance.”

"That sounds nice, but you don't even know what I'm looking for, so how can you be sure there's no conflict of interest?"

"what would you like?"

The two people ran quickly through the mountains and forests.

They walked quite fast, a complete contrast to their leisurely pace the day before.

Bai Youwei lowered her voice.

"Sunfire Grass".

Wei Tu stopped and glanced at Bai Youwei.

"Sunfire Grass?"

"...You want this too?"

The night wind was still, and Bai Youwei noticed a strange expression on Wei Tu's face.

The girl immediately took a step back warily.

Wei Tu looked at Bai Youwei with amusement.