Falcon was shocked by Jin Zaomu's strong combat power and the physical strength of the fair young man from Zhenwu Hall. He was also a body-refining warrior, and honestly speaking, his body-refining level was even better than that person's.
The threshold of the Fengxu Realm. But even if you think about it from his perspective, if you were to face this masked young man who has firmly entered the realm of the knight, you might not be able to resist him.
Then, he saw the little tit take action. This silly girl was still so stubborn, even leaving no way for herself to escape. When she took action, Falcon's figure had already disappeared from the place. He didn't know that
Whether a godly master can withstand the full blow of the little sparrow, but there is a high probability that he can block it, and he can only rush over as quickly as possible and use everything he has to face the counterattack of the strong man in the home invasion realm.
Even if Falcon is a body-refining warrior, he will still end up with his internal organs shattered!
"Brother! Brother, you, just hold on, I'll heal your wounds." Little tit choked with sobs, looking at the figure in front of her, she passed the remaining trace of true energy into Falcon's body,
It's a pity that it was interrupted before it lasted for a breath. The Bird Spirit Falling Strike was the most powerful strike that the girl could use to exhaust all the inner energy in her body. Even if the sequelae were not as tragic as the Blood Escape, there were still huge side effects.
She gasped for breath and punched the rock wall next to her. Feeling the pain from her fist, she squeezed out a ray of true energy again and continued her futile efforts.
A hand was placed on Falcon's shoulder, and the soft inner energy slowly spread into his body.
The little tit looked up with tears in his eyes. When he saw He Buchi frowning and shaking his head, his heart seemed to have hit rock bottom.
"Quer... leave me alone, don't trust anyone, hurry up, run away!"
The Falcon whispered, just like when he went to sea in the past, the little tit hugged him tightly, not wanting him to leave. At that time, she was afraid that her brother would go to sea in the morning and not come back at night; but now she is afraid that if she lets go, she will
He really left her.
Falcon's lips moved slightly, trying to say something, but blood overflowed, and his body fell uncontrollably, paralyzed in Little Tit's arms.
…
Why don't you slowly take away the hand on his shoulder and put it on the little tit's shoulder.
"Pathetic caged bird!" Jin Zaomu snorted coldly, turned around, and formed a formula in his hand, causing sand and gravel to rise everywhere.
Every time he took a step, stone steps automatically formed under his feet. Behind him, Zhao Shengyan hugged Sun Jiuer and followed behind him. The three of them gradually walked toward the center of the high-altitude lake.
"You've hurt someone and you still want to leave?!" Ling Ruoxue snorted coldly, raised her "Luoxia" in her hand and used Pingbu Climbing to the Clouds, preparing to pursue Jin Zaomu.
Her arm was grabbed by the person behind her. Yang Hua shook his head slightly and said calmly: "We can't do anything to him for the time being."
Countless sand and stones surrounded the three members of the cult in the distance, making their figures looming.
Jin Zaomu stood under the inverted lakeside and shouted wildly to the people below: "You are all ants!"
Then he pointed at Yi Xifeng, "You are the only one worthy of my glance!"
He laughed and disappeared on the lake.
The stairs formed by the gravel suddenly shattered and collapsed, causing the surrounding area to fall into a cloud of dust.
The lake fell into silence, reflecting the figures of the five people below.
Little Tit was leaning on the rock wall, holding her knees with her hands. The feeling of loneliness made her feel cold all over.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the little tit lowered its head, almost burying it behind its knees.
The man sat opposite her and said nothing.
"Brother He..." Little Tit's voice was choked with sobs, and he could only say these three words.
"As I said before, although I am in the Zhenwu Hall, I am a casual cultivator. You can treat me as a casual cultivator." He Buchi said calmly.
The little tit raised its head slightly, looking at He Buchi with somewhat melancholy eyes, looking at the lake in the sky.
She always thought that this free and uninhibited person should rarely have such an expression.
But whether she was talking about "Sheluan Sword Immortal" before or now, she could see a hint of sadness and sadness in He Buchi's eyes.
"People always move forward." He Buchi shook the water bag in his hand and took a sip. "Even if a piece of flesh is cut out from the heart, you still have to move forward."
"The way forward? What is my way forward?" Little Tit was slightly startled and said in confusion.
"I want to go outside! I want to see that colorful world, where there is no oppression by religious religions, and there are no wars between different banners. Everyone is in the same village and living a happy life." The little tit choked with sobs.
Hold your head tightly.
But she also knew that this idea was just an unattainable dream. Casual cultivators were the lowest people in the capital of God's Domain, and they could only continue to accept the cruel reality.
She kept practicing, and when she heard that she could go out by collecting the seven-colored spirit beads, she went to collect the spirit beads every day. When she heard that there was a secret to getting out of the Tower of Two Realms, she came to the Tower of Two Realms despite everyone's obstruction.
"Did I do something wrong? Am I not worthy of freedom? Brother He, can you tell me?"
She knelt on the ground, her eyes filled with tears.
Why don't you squat down, stretch out your hand and pat the other person's shoulder a few times.
"Everything will be fine." He whispered, "You can treat me as your family, we will definitely get out alive!"
She hugged him tightly, and two lines of hot tears ran down her cheeks and dripped on his shoulders.
On the other side, Ling Ruoxue stood on the side of the stone wall, her back facing Yang Hua, who looked embarrassed.
"Ruoxue, please listen to me..." Yang Hua said in a seductive voice.
She didn't look back, she just gave him a cold shoulder.
"This is just the beginning. You have also seen the strength of the divine disciples this time. It is so difficult for us to deal with that Jin Zao Mudu together. I..."
"Then why don't you go and lie to that child later?!" Ling Ruoxue snorted coldly, "Yang Hua, we Zhenwu Hall disciples travel around the world, when did we need to kidnap others and put them on a boat!"
Behind Yang Hua, a wall of wind instantly stood up, blocking Ling Ruoxue's voice.
A long sigh came from behind, and for the first time, Ling Ruoxue felt that the man behind her was so unfamiliar.
"Ruoxue, not only me, but all the elders have only one instruction for this operation, which is to bring back as many inheritances or secret treasures as possible, and then come back alive." Yang Hua emphasized the word "alive".
"Li Chengtao and He Buchi are my good brothers. You are... the closest person to me. How can I bear to see you involved in danger?"
Ling Ruoxue's clenched fists slowly loosened...
"Ruoxue, you have been in seclusion at the Zhenwu Hall, and you may not have seen much of the intrigues on the sea. In the capital of God's Domain, everyone will do something they have to do in order to survive."
"I admit that this matter is indeed not very aboveboard, but for you, I have to do it!"
Yang Hua's tone was firm. He took two steps forward gently, stretched out his hand and put his arm around Ling Ruoxue's waist.
"Promise me, please listen to my arrangements for the next thing. Don't act on impulse. I will definitely ensure our safety, okay?"
Ling Ruoxue let out a long breath and finally said nothing more.