Gu Qingxi only felt that Zhou Yixin and the others were really unlucky. In this short period of time, they had only been robbed by the three of them, and now they encountered another group of people who wanted to rob their identity plates.
With Zhou Yixin's pride, she would definitely not shout that my identity plate had been robbed.
That's why Gu Qingxi and the others saw this scene in front of them.
With the strength of Zhou Yixin and the others' feet, of course they couldn't catch up with Qiqi's speed in a short period of time. However, the direction Qiqi was flying this time happened to meet Zhou Yixin and the others in this direction.
Facing the questioning looks from Feng Xiatian and Ling Kong, Gu Qingxi nodded.
It must be saved.
However, if Zhou Yixin had someone else's nameplate on her body, Gu Qingxi would still not be polite.
Saving someone and robbing them are two different things.
Zhou Yixin was being besieged by four people, and she was gritting her teeth and struggling to hold on.
Her junior brother was seriously injured by Gu Qingxi before. Fortunately, Gu Qingxi left the elixir before leaving. After the junior brother took the elixir in time, there was no fear for his life and his realm was not affected.
If they take a break, they can still turn defeat into victory later.
But today I was really unlucky, and I actually met someone from the Ninth Elder's sect.
The leader was about the same level of cultivation as hers. There were four people holding her back, while the other seven were attacking her junior sisters and brothers.
A scream came from not far away. The voice was one of Zhou Yixin's junior sisters. Zhou Yixin was distracted and was knocked away with a sword.
She flew in the air, her chest churning, and she could no longer hold back a mouthful of blood.
She fell from mid-air, but there was no sharp pain as she had imagined when she hit the ground. The next moment she fell into a soft embrace.
Zhou Yixin was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and met a pair of beautiful, clear eyes.
"Gu Qingxi!" Zhou Yixin shouted out loud.
"Sister Yixin, they dare to bully you, wait for me to help you beat them." Gu Qingxi caught Zhou Yixin, landed steadily, and said with a smile.
Before Zhou Yixin could say anything, Gu Qingxi had already rushed forward with her sword. She knocked back the four chasing people with one strike of her sword, and then waved the sword in her hand fiercely, beating the four people back.
Zhou Yixin looked at Gu Qingxi's back and was stunned.
At this moment, her heart was extremely complicated.
Gu Qingxi's merciless attacks on her and her juniors, as well as his behavior of trampling on the pride of their Donghua Palace disciples, made Zhou Yixin angry and resentful in her heart.
But she also knew that her anger and resentment were so irrational and ridiculous.
The place of trial is originally about robbing each other, and everything depends on strength.
Their skills are inferior to others, so there is nothing to complain about.
But what she did at that time was so ruthless, leaving no room for error.
Now, jumping out to save her again, what does this mean?
Zhou Yixin's heart was full of mixed feelings.
Feng Xiatian also screamed strangely and joined the battle. With the fairy wind furnace here, who is afraid of whom?
Liao Kong hid in the distance and fired cold arrows.
An arrow was shot, and a disciple of Donghua Palace sensed the crisis and quickly activated the protective energy.
However, all this is of no use.
The arrows condensed with spiritual power instantly broke through the disciple's protective aura, and then broke through the defensive magic weapon on his body, directly piercing his thigh. Then there was a scream.
Feng Xiatian controlled the fairy wind stove, like a wolf entering the flock of sheep, using the fairy wind stove to hit the crowd crazily.
All I could hear was popping sounds.
That was the sound of Donghua Palace disciples vomiting blood.
Indiscriminate attacks, not to mention the people on the Ninth Elder's side, even the people on Zhou Yixin's side were also hit by the Immortal Wind Furnace.
Zhou Yixin stared blankly at the scene in front of her, her eyes finally stopping at the alchemy furnace controlled by Feng Xiatian.
Does anyone actually use an alchemy furnace as a weapon?
And the power of this alchemy furnace is so terrifying!
Is it a heavenly weapon or a semi-sacred weapon?
At the end, the only people left standing were the three of them, Gu Qingxi, plus Zhou Yixin.
Although Zhou Yixin's younger sister and younger brother were lying down, their injuries were not serious.
Feng Xiatian took back the fairy wind stove, scratched her head, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't control it well just now, so I smashed it together."
Gu Qingxi pointed to the Donghua Palace disciple closest to her and said, "He was the one who beat Sister Yixin the most fiercely just now. Let's search him first."
Feng Xiatian and Kong began to quickly clean the battlefield, collecting all the identity plates first.
After counting, there were more than eleven. Apparently, this group of people had robbed other people's identity plates before. This wave of gangsterism made money.
As for erasing the consciousness from the storage bag, it took Feng Xiatian and Kong a lot of effort.
After all, the disciples of Donghua Palace were all hard-nosed, and it took Gu Qingxi some elixirs to get them to erase the consciousness of the storage bag.
Zhou Yixin looked at the imageless people writhing on the ground with pained faces, and then realized how merciful Gu Qingxi had been to them before.
Zhou Yixin opened her mouth with difficulty: "Qingxi, thank you..."
Gu Qingxi waved her hand: "You're welcome. Do you still have identity tags on your body?"
Zhou Yixin: "..." The emotion I felt just now was all in vain.
She was silent for a moment, then took out an identity plate from her body and handed it to Gu Qingxi, whispering: "This is the only one." They met a lone disciple on the road and easily snatched his nameplate. But
They didn't rob the storage bags like Gu Qingxi and others, but they still left some room.
Gu Qingxi happily took it and said, "Thank you sister Yixin. Next time we meet you, we will never rob you again, don't worry."
Zhou Yixin: "..."
Should I also thank you for your promise not to rob us next time?
Zhou Yixin was still a little resentful in her heart, but she saw that Gu Qingxi and the others skillfully robbed all the storage bags of the Ninth Elder's disciples, and even had their ribs broken by trampling on those who did not cooperate. The resentment in her heart
, seems to have dissipated a lot.
In the end, the group of people under the Ninth Elder's sect looked like they were surviving a disaster, and lay limply on the ground with lifeless eyes. They looked miserable, as if they had been greatly ravaged.
Before Gu Qingxi and the others left, they gave Zhou Yixin a few more bottles of pills. This made Zhou Yixin's last resentment dissipate.
Not only was he inferior in skills, but he was saved by Gu Qingxi and the others.
And they are not the worst off. Look at the group of people under the Ninth Elder's sect, they are so miserable.
Sure enough, there is a saying that happiness is based on the pain of others.
With comparison, Zhou Yixin and the others have gained a lot of psychological balance.
Gu Qingxi didn't know Zhou Yixin's psychological change, so they left the place in Qiqi.
It was getting dark and they were ready to take a rest.
Feng Xiatian was busy setting up tables and stools, while Gu Qingxi took out the chubby little house that he had refined and prepared to refine it again.
As soon as he took out the small house, Qisha Gong jumped over from Kong's back, watched from the side, and then laughed mercilessly: "Hahahaha, Qingxi, the things you refine are still so fat!"