Chapter 350 (1/2)

Xuankong was silent, and his eyes were filled with strong unwilling color. Jiang Hao helped him, but he could not help Jiang Hao. This made Xuankong extremely self reproach.

He was very clear about the reason why Jiang Hao asked him to come here. The land of Southern barbarians is known as the paradise of magic cultivation, and countless magic cults are gathered here. If Jiang Hao's reputation was not here, Xuankong would not have been able to sit in the ChiYan devil mansion.

In the whole land of Nanman, Jiang Hao can be said to be the king without a crown. Everyone still remembers the moment when Jiang Hao killed the Snow Demon King and the pressure of wanjian Yuanying period, which directly made the monks in Nanman land unable to breathe.

”But I can't help him. We are friends.” Xuankong took a deep breath, turned to look at ye Xiaodie, and said bitterly.

Ye Xiaodie was silent, and her eyes still showed a trace of bitterness. After a long silence, she said slowly, ”it is because we are friends that we can't let him down. We should develop the land of Nanman.”

”He has too many enemies. In addition to the eastern regions, he also has enemies in the wasteland. Therefore, we must turn the southern barbarians into our own forces. When Jiang Hao needs our forces, we can better help him.” Ye Xiaodie looks at the dark sky, and the bitterness in her eyes is also replaced by worry. She says slowly.

Xuankong is silent. He knows that ye Xiaodie's words are very reasonable, but he doesn't think so, because Jiang Hao's life and death are uncertain in the ruins. No one knows what happened to him in the ruins and what danger he might have.

”Butterfly, I want to go to the little Buddhist temple!” The dark sky suddenly raised his head, a trace of cold in his eyes.

”No way!” Without hesitation, Xiaodie refused.

They managed to leave the small Buddhist temple, naturally won't let Xuankong into the tiger's mouth again.

Xuankong raised his head and looked at ye Xiaodie with a trace of deep love in his eyes. Ye Xiaodie looks at the soft water of the dark sky, her cheek is red, and her face is shy.

”I have to go back to the small Buddhist temple. Whether it's a small Buddhist temple, whether it's a tiger's den or a sheep's mouth, I have to go back to the small Buddhist temple. The small Buddhist temple has a peeping glass. It can see any corner of the ruins, so I need a peeping glass!” Xuankong looked at ye Xiaodie and said with a deep breath.

Ye Xiaodie is silent. She doesn't know how to persuade the man in front of her, but she knows very well that even if she refuses him, Xuankong will try to return to the small Buddhist temple.

”Little monk, have you ever thought about me?” Ye Xiaodie looks at Jiang Hao and asks in silence.

She didn't want to take risks in the dark sky, even if she didn't have any luxury. He just wanted to be quiet with Xuankong.

”Without Jiang Hao, we couldn't live at all. Without Jiang Hao, we couldn't be together at all. Now Jiang Hao's life and death are uncertain. Ye Ling and Feng Yaoyao must be heartbroken. I have to go back to the little Buddhist temple and bring out the peeping glass.” Xuankong looked at ye Xiaodie and continued: ”if one day, I am not sure whether I am alive or dead, what will you look like?”

Ye Xiaodie takes a deep breath, and her eyes are full of bitterness. She admits that she is selfish and thinks about herself all the time.

”I'll go with you.” Ye Xiaodie raised her head and looked at Xuankong and said solemnly.