"Mom..."

"Being comforted, passive value, +1."

Shaking his head and taking a few steps forward, Xu Xiaoshou stopped at the top of the mountain and looked down.

To the west, the sounds of fighting could be heard in the distance.

It is estimated that the out-of-control Cenchofu will be indistinguishable from the Tianji puppet for a while.

And others...

Haitang'er fled with the Eight Masters, and Gou Wuyue caught up with him, so he probably wouldn't be able to take care of him in a short time.

The Yuling Drop appeared briefly and was directly crushed by the three Saint Slaves, so there was no need to worry about it.

So, who is left?

"Storyteller!"

Xu Xiaoshou was keenly aware that he had ignored the existence of this person.

After Haitang'er hugged the Eight Masters and disappeared, Cen Qiaofu went to battle, and the storyteller's presence was greatly reduced.

Where did he go?

Was he guarding Cenjou on the battlefield, or was he fleeing with the Eight Masters?

Xu Xiaoshou's plate is unclear.

But what he can be sure of is that he might die if he bumps into Bai Yi. If he bumps into the storyteller, at most he will just be taken back, which is harmless.

"So, looking at it from the outside, as long as Gou Wuyue fails to capture Haitang'er and Bazunzhen, and the combat power is scattered, no one will have time to take care of me?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked down from the top of the mountain, feeling a little overwhelmed for a moment.

So weak!

This is the advantage of not having a strong presence.

He escaped out of nowhere, and even he couldn't figure out why.

"No, that's not right, I overlooked something..."

Before he could be happy for a while, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly thought of the seven or eight hundred "attentions" he received when he first came out of the White Cave.

At that time, he concluded that there were not only dozens of people in the battle.

In white clothes, there must be others hiding elsewhere, surrounding the entire mountain.

The quantity is quite a lot!

"what to do?"

Xu Xiaoshou hesitated a little.

I entered the official path in the Eighth Palace when I came here, but I can't use it to get out now.

And sneaking out from a sparsely populated farmer's house doesn't seem very realistic.

What if there is Bai Yi's spy among the two?

"Forced to stick out?"

Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoshou felt a little numb.

That's more than seven hundred white clothes!

It is absolutely impossible to break out by force.

At this moment, I guess we can only continue to fish in troubled waters and live in an ignoble way!

Weak...

Alas, the sadness of the weakling is also very obvious!

"Let's go."

"One step is one step."

"I'm really going to bump into Bai Yi. If things don't work out, I'll hand over You Sijian and Lu Ke. Oh, yes, there's also Xiaoyu..."

Xu Xiaoshou felt a little headache, rubbed his temples, and took a step forward.

"despair."

Before his feet even touched the ground, he "perceived" a crisp sound from afar, and Xu Xiaoshou's pupils shrank.

He is now a frightened bird.

Isn't this sound similar to the sound he made when he stepped on dead branches just now?

So it’s really…

What are you afraid of, what are you coming for?

…

The other side of the forest.

"Search the mountains, search the mountains..."

"What did Jiang Bianyan think, so he dispersed his manpower and sent it out to search the mountain?"

"Brother Lin, do you think this is reasonable?"

A man in white clothes slapped his palms with the back of his hand, looking a little angry: "That could be the Eighth Sword Immortal! If we really find it, I'm afraid we will be the first to die!"

"Brother Tongfeng, if you think so...if you can die under the sword of the Eighth Sword Immortal, it will be considered an honor."

Lin Ruohuan, who was dressed in white beside him, smiled and tightened his grip on the sword.

It could be seen from his expression that he was actually a little nervous.

But he still pretended to be relieved and smiled dryly, saying: "Besides, we don't really want to fight. Once we find someone, just sound the alarm. Hundreds of people are coming. Are you still afraid?"

"Afraid! Of course I'm afraid!"

Tong Feng's voice was louder and he said angrily: "You are a Zhan Dao, you can hold on for a little longer."

"My mere throne, even if it's just one step away from killing Dao, is still not enough for the Eighth Sword Immortal to handle with one finger."

"Didn't you see..."

He pointed to the somewhat turbulent battle situation to the west.

"Just what I saw in the previous screen...Jian Nian! That's Jian Nian!"

"Even Senior Wuyue can be injured, so when do we have time to sound the alarm? In one face-to-face encounter, the person may die on the spot before he can react!"

"You're fine..."

Tong Feng looked depressed and said sadly: "You are a sword cultivator, and it is an honor to die under the Eighth Sword Immortal Sword. I have only been in white clothes for a short time. If you hadn't been with me, I might not have been able to participate in this war in the Eight Palaces."

, I don’t want to die yet.”

"oh?"

Lin Ruohuan was amused: "What do you mean by this? Are you still blaming me?"

"Hey, no, no, you can't understand this..."

"Shh!"

Before Tong Feng finished speaking, Lin Ruohuan was suddenly startled and raised a finger to signal silence.

The expressions of both of them changed slightly at the same time, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Is there something wrong?"

Tong Feng lowered his voice.

Lin Ruohuan didn't reply, and squinted her eyes to comprehend the space around her.

"Space fluctuation..."

"A very obscure space fluctuation!"

"If nothing else, someone has been here before!"

Tong Feng's heart trembled when he heard this. He took out the red alarm bead from the ring and was about to crush it.

"etc."

Lin Ruohuan was not so impulsive, and stopped his teammates, saying: "The mountains and forests are so big, there is no reason for us to be so lucky. We are destined to be the sons of destiny, and we cannot say that they are teammates who escaped from the blood trees."

Tong Feng's fingers were trembling a little, but she still suppressed the urge to crush the alarm bead.

This thing really can't be messed with.

With everyone on high alert, once someone crushes this thing, hundreds of people may be summoned in an instant.

What if someone comes and finds that the expected "opponent" is actually "one of our own"...

It was a great show, but it was a big one!
To be continued...