Chapter 392 (1/2)

In the middle of the night, the killing sound in the barbarian camp shook the sky, and the sacrificial altar woke up at the same time. The whole Beige peak defense line was reflected in colorful light and shadow.

The fighting continued for half an hour, and gradually subsided as a sacrificial altar fell to the ground.

On Fort 398, green ya'er stared at the distant bonfire, and the glittering tears slowly slid down her cheeks.

In front of her, the Dharma protector was firmly in front of her. Beside her, Lan Lan was hugging her shoulder and comforting her softly.

Mengmi and the Dejia couple also looked at the distance with a disappointed face.

The commotion in the barbarian camp had subsided, but the familiar figure never came back.

That night, Xiang Yang died.

The next day, the reinforcements from Sanqing finally arrived. The leader of the team was the current patriarch of wanfaxian sect, Emperor pufazhen.

......

In a cave

Lvya'er sat in a pavilion with a bleak face. She hung her head and didn't speak. It was just a night. She was haggard all over.

Beside her sat a kind-hearted middle-aged woman who was whispering in her ear.

An old man with white eyebrows, white beard and Fairy Spirit sat safely by a pond, fishing with a thin bamboo rod.

The bamboo pole was bare, not even a fishing line. Naturally, he couldn't catch anything. The old man shook his hand, and the thin rod turned into a virtual shadow and disappeared without a trace. On the mud ground next to the pond, a little green sharp buds burst out, and then rose up and turned into a arrow bamboo.

”Alas, the eight wastelands Supreme Master is a god man after all. He can't learn that skill...”

The old man clapped his hands and went to lvya'er: ”ya'er, it's just me and your master, and it's in my cave. Can't you trust both of us?”

Green ya'er raised her head dimly with tears and a sad face: ”Lord, ya'er didn't hide anything... I told you his origin long ago.”

Pufazhendi sighed: ”I shouldn't believe it, but if the little guy is really like what you said, how can he be so simple in the hands of the barbarians? The barbarians... Ha ha...”

The middle-aged woman beside green ya'er glared at him: ”elder martial brother, will ya'er hide from me when she grew up with me? It is said that the child only had the cultivation of jiedan period. He broke into the barbarian camp alone and destroyed a sacrificial altar. If so many people watch, there will be false?”

She fondled green ya'er's hair with pity: ”... If it weren't for her thin life, it would be a good match for ya'er! However, according to what we have seen during this period of time, there are many nine robbers who have fallen out in this chaos. They are all days...”

Emperor pufazhen looked at her and shook his head helplessly: ”ten thousand years of chaos is just a chess game played by people with intentions, and the barbarians are just chess pieces. So are the hundreds of millions of monks in northern China, as well as the eighteen sects. Even the three supreme masters may not be chess players...”

He looked at Green ya'er, and there was a strange flash in his eyes: ”ya'er, tell me the truth, did the child find anything?”

Green ya'er lowered her head and wiped her tears. She still shook her head: ”Lord, I really don't know what you're talking about.”

”That's all right, but don't stay in the Qitian mountains. Let your master accompany you back. Here, the North Sea can't fly. Younger martial sister, put away the Dinghai boat...”

......

A wild ridge somewhere in the mountain sea boundary

”It seems that it has detected something...”