Shen Xisheng took action extremely quickly, and the fat man was reduced to ashes before he even had time to scream.

"The third child!"

The thin man exclaimed, then looked at Shen Xisheng angrily, and said to the dwarf beside him:

"Let's go together and avenge the third child!"

And just after he said this, Shen Xisheng set off again.

He passed right in front of the thin man and killed the short monk.

The dwarf monk secretly thought that something was wrong. He wanted to escape from this place, but he didn't even have the chance to do so.

As soon as Shen Xisheng raised his hand, the fire flashed again, and there was more ashes on the ground.

When the thin man saw that the other party actually ignored him and killed someone else, he became furious.

Blood-red lightning jumped from his palm, and the thin man struck Shen Xisheng, who had his back turned to him.

However, his attack was still halfway through, and Shen Xisheng's figure flickered again.

The thin man's eyes only felt blurry, and then he felt his shoulders become heavier.

Shen Xisheng slapped the thin man on the shoulder hard, causing him to kneel directly on the ground.

"Don't move."

His three cold words reached the skinny man's ears, making his hair stand on end.

"You can't be a monk at the first level of Qi training! Who are you?"

The thin man roared in fright and anger, and soon he was grabbed by Shen Xisheng's neck and picked up.

Shen Xisheng did not pay attention to the other party, but said to himself:

"Let me ask you questions. If your voice is as loud as before, I will send you on your way now."

After saying that, he slightly increased the strength in his hands, making the thin man feel the edge of death.

The fear of death completely dominated the thin man, and he nodded desperately.

He has harvested countless lives since he began to practice, and his evil aura makes others frightened.

Now he was frightened by the killing intent emanating from the other party, and doubts emerged in the slender man's heart:

Who the hell is the demon cultivator?

Shen Xisheng threw the thin man to the ground. After the other man took a breath, he asked his question:

"Since the three of you are from Beizhou, where did you stay in Beizhou before and how long did it take you to get here?"

After saying that, he flipped his right hand, and a fireball announcing death came out of his palm.

The thin man quickly replied:

"The three of us first stayed in the southeastern part of Beizhou for more than two years.

Later, he accidentally provoked the Yuhan Palace in central Beizhou.

The three of us fled all the way, and it took us almost four years to reach Zhongzhou."

Hearing the word "Yuhan Palace", Shen Xisheng narrowed his eyes slightly:

"You said you provoked Yuhan Palace?

It is rumored that there are many experts in Yuhan Palace. There are no less than a hundred Jindan monks alone and thousands of Foundation-building monks.

How can you three Qi Refining monks escape from Yuhan Palace?"

These three people were almost instantly killed even at the sixth level of Qi Refining, so it would be ridiculous to say they were escaping from the hands of the disciples of Yuhan Palace.

Seeing that Shen Xisheng seemed to be about to shoot the fire ball at himself, the thin man quickly explained:

"I'm not lying. The Yuhan Palace seems to be deliberately training its new disciples recently.

The three of us accidentally provoked their new disciple.

Later, I escaped before the newcomers had time to sign up for the group."

It turns out that these three people encountered young disciples who came out of Yuhan Palace for training.

With a backhand fire bomb, Shen Xisheng burned the thin man to ashes, and Shen Xisheng began to plan his next trip.

His final destination is naturally the Yuhan Palace located in the central part of Beizhou.

The strength of these three demon cultivators was not as good as mine, and it took them almost four years to escape here from central Beizhou.

Then there should be hope that I can send Yin Xianli to Yuhan Palace within three years. This is still a normal situation.

If you are lucky and meet the disciples of Yuhan Palace who are out training in Beizhou, then you will have more than enough time.

In short, the sooner Yin Xianli is sent to Yuhan Palace, the better. Shen Xisheng doesn't dare to bet on whether he can suppress the girl's next backlash.

Feeling the warmth coming from the top of his head, Yin Xianli opened his eyes.

She looked at the smiling Shen Xisheng, released her hands covering her ears, and asked quickly:

"Did the teacher beat all the bad guys away?"

Shen Xisheng picked up the little girl and replied:

"Of course! If anyone wants to do bad things to Xiao Xianli, the teacher will definitely take care of him!"

He asked Yin Xianli to close his eyes and ears because he didn't want Yin Xianli to be frightened by his murderous appearance.

It is very convenient to burn people directly to ashes. It will not be stained with blood or leave any terrible remains.

Yin Xianli had already seen the horrors of hell on earth when he was three years old, and Shen Xisheng didn't want to bring back bad memories for him.

"Go back, I will buy you new clothes tomorrow!"

Shen Xisheng just carried Yin Xianli and walked back to the inn.

When he returned to the room, the little girl had fallen into a deep sleep.

He gently put the girl on the bed and pulled the quilt to cover her.

Shen Xisheng showed a satisfied smile, then fell on the recliner and began to close his eyes and rest.

But it seemed that he had some overdraft of essence and blood today, and a feeling of tiredness quickly came over him.

He had not slept deeply for a long time and was dragged into sleep tonight.

But the content of this dream is not very good.

"Teacher——!"

Yin Xianli's sad voice reached Shen Xisheng's ears, and he suddenly found himself in a pool of blood.

In the blood pool are various mutilated corpses and skeletons, which have surrounded Shen Xi life and death.

No matter how hard Shen Xisheng struggled, he could not break free from the imprisonment of these evil spirits.

In the distance, the little girl was kneeling in pain in a patch of snow. Her thin figure would be swallowed up at any time in the snowstorm.

I must return to the girl!

This idea was swirling in Shen Xisheng's mind, and a fierce energy came out of him out of nowhere.

He broke away from the skeleton's hand and punched away the monsters around him.

The blood pool was thick and difficult to walk through, but it still couldn't stop Shen Xisheng from returning to the girl's side.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Xisheng finally reached the end of this pool of blood.

He climbed onto the shore desperately, and his white robe was soaked in the blood pool for a long time without staining any blood.

"Xiao Xianli, I'm back."

He smiled and opened his arms to Yin Xianli.

Surprisingly, the little girl did not pounce.

Yin Xianli's face was full of fear, horror, grief and reluctance.

She moved two steps back, shed two lines of bloody tears, and shouted miserably:

"Teacher, you lied to me! You clearly said you wouldn't die!"

"Girl, what are you talking about? I'm not..."

Shen Xisheng looked at himself with some confusion, and then the confusion on his face turned into surprise.

I don't know when a big hole was opened in my chest. Through the hole, I could clearly see the pool of blood behind me.

The white robe that was spotless just now turned into scarlet blood in an instant.

His skin soon began to fester, revealing his white bones.

Am I dead? When? Why?

When Shen Xisheng looked at the heartbroken little girl in front of him, his non-existent heart began to hurt violently.

How can I die when I haven't sent the girl to Yuhan Palace yet? I can't die here!

The unwillingness hit Shen Xisheng's brain, and a sharp wail resounded throughout the snowfield.

"Teacher, teacher?"

Yin Xianli pushed Shen Xisheng on the recliner and shouted tentatively.
Chapter completed!