A battle had just subsided, and Wei Hall disciples appeared in groups.
The Yunyang sect's outer sect oversees 100,000 disciples, with as many as a dozen in the hall.
Among them, Zhan, Wei, and Xing Santang are the strongest.
The war hall is mainly responsible for external campaigns.
Wei Tang manages the security and order of the entire outer gate, including the three fairy cities.
They are like the police who appear at the end of an action movie, blocking off the battlefield and driving away onlookers.
At the same time, they treated the wounded and collected the bodies.
There were also some Weitang disciples who started digging at the place where the insect giant was killed.
And after the Yunyang flying ship lingered in the air for a while, it flew towards the direction it came from.
Disappeared quickly.
Wang Chen quietly left the hill and returned to his home.
His home was more than ten miles away from where the war broke out, so it was not affected.
Lingtian is also safe and sound.
However, Wang Chen felt very uneasy inside.
This short but brutal battle made him deeply appreciate the dangers of the fairy world.
I also truly understand my own insignificance and fragility.
Wang Chen did not become afraid or timid because of this.
Although there was confusion and uneasiness in his heart, his desire for strength became stronger.
With a flash of thought, the sword light imprinted in the soul suddenly illuminated the sea of consciousness.
Wang Chen took a deep breath and immediately activated his Dantian magic power.
He suddenly pointed his finger at the oil lamp on the table and shouted: "Get up!"
The soul drew the mana and released it, and the oil lamp three feet away suddenly trembled and floated up.
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Wang Chen moved his fingers, and the oil lamp hanging in the air drifted left and right.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
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The sun sets and night quietly covers the earth.
Wang Chen brought today's dinner to the dining table, preparing to soothe his stomach.
No matter how difficult the life is, you still have to fill your stomach.
Bang! Bang!
At this moment, the courtyard door outside was suddenly knocked hard.
Xiao Bai, who was so frightened that he was about to feast, quickly hid under the table.
Who?
Wang Chen reluctantly put down his chopsticks and went out to open the door.
As a result, as soon as the courtyard door opened, a strong smell of alcohol hit his nostrils and almost knocked him over on the spot!
"Uncle Sun?"
Wang Chen covered his nose and took half a step back, asking in a low voice: "What's wrong with you?"
The person who knocked on the door was Lao Suntou.
The old man was drunk, his eyes were dim, his face turned purple, and he looked like he could not stand firmly.
In the afternoon, Lao Suntou also ran to watch the fun, and even encouraged Wang Chen to come with him.
Although I don't have much fondness for this old guy who likes to take advantage.
But Wang Chen was quite relieved to see that the other party was safe and sound.
After all, he traveled to this completely strange world until now.
The one I am most familiar with is the one in front of me.
But Lao Suntou didn't feel any joy about surviving the disaster, and his drunken face was full of despair.
"I'm fine."
Lao Suntou waved his hand and looked directly at Wang Chen: "I just want to chat with you for a few words."
In his other hand he held a wine gourd.
Wang Chen sighed: "Come in."
With this old man's appearance, it would be hard for him to shut the other person out.
He simply moved out the small wooden table and placed it in the yard, and brought in two wooden stools and a new pair of bowls and chopsticks.
Lao Suntou sat down, grabbed a piece of sauce meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it a few times.
As he chewed it, he shed tears.
"Gouzi, do you know?"
Lao Suntou said sadly: "Lao Lu is dead. I watched him die in front of my eyes. I wanted to save him, but..."
Wang Chen was speechless.
He knew Old Man Lu, and he had previously gone to his family's spiritual field to clear out rhinos.
I didn't expect to die like this.
"I shouldn't have asked him to go."
Lao Suntou filled the bowl with wine and drank it all in one gulp.
His eyes were even duller: "You can't be greedy as a person. It's so easy to take advantage of the sect. I'm confused, and so is he. I'm lucky, but he's unlucky..."
"It's not my fault, I didn't want to, I really didn't want to!"
He was chattering while taking a gulp of wine.
It doesn't matter whether Wang Chen listened or not.
After finishing a gourd of wine, Lao Suntou's head fell on the table.
What he drank was just ordinary rice wine, not spiritual wine, so he wouldn't be drunk.
But as long as you really want to get drunk.
Not to mention Qi Practitioners, even Master Jin Dan can get drunk.
Old Suntou came to Wang Chen to drink to drown his sorrows, obviously wanting to vent his inner guilt and fear.
Wang Chen didn't know what to say now.
poor person must have something mean.
In the memory left by the original owner to Wang Chen, the old man was greedy and lustful, and bullied him when he was young and took advantage of him a lot.
But on the other hand, Lao Suntou taught the original owner a lot of experience in cultivating spiritual fields.
Even if the motives are not pure, it is still a real help.
After Wang Chen traveled through time, he didn't give the other party much good looks.
Lao Suntou didn't seem to have any grudges.
I even earned some spiritual stones by cooperating with him.
In short, this uncle is not a kind person, nor is he a heinous and evil person.
As for the temperament and demeanor of the cultivators, that is completely invisible!
Of course, Wang Chen couldn't just leave the old man here, so he had to lift him up and carry him on his back.
Then send him home.
Wang Chen only has a single bed in his own home and has no conditions to stay overnight.
Fortunately, Lao Suntou's house was only about 200 steps away from his home.
When Wang Chen carried people over, he saw that the courtyard door was still open.
After placing the old man on the bed in the bedroom, he carefully raised the pillows.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Wang Chen's wrist was suddenly grabbed tightly by someone.
Lao Suntou, who was lying on the bed, actually opened his eyes and said in a trembling voice: "Don't believe it, don't..."
Wang Chen was stunned for a moment; "Don't believe what?"
"no."
Lao Suntou closed his eyes again and murmured to himself: "It's not my fault, it's not..."
Wang Chen didn't pay attention and just thought the other party was talking drunkenly.
He broke free from Lao Suntou's hand and quietly left the room.
Just close the door.
The quiet moonlight shone into the room through the window, illuminating the old Suntou's skinny body.
He was motionless, as if dead.
Suddenly, the shadow of the window and door projected on the ground trembled.
Distortions begin to appear.
Gradually, the black shadow continued to extend towards the wooden bed, like a long tentacle.
With an unspeakable evilness.
This tentacle wriggled upward along the foot of the bed and slowly approached the pillow.
It actually stretched into Lao Suntou’s left ear!
Boom~
At this moment, a deep and distant bell sounded into the room.
It's time for Xu.
The black tentacle that was about to penetrate into Lao Suntou's ear suddenly emitted a trace of gray smoke.
It quickly retracted as if it had been hit by a soldering iron, and returned to its original position in the blink of an eye.
No more abnormalities.
boom!
A gust of wind blew, and the open window door swayed and slammed shut.
Blocked out the moonlight!
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ps: I attended a meeting today, so the update is late. There will be a second update tonight.