Yan Ju finally let all those monks follow him.

But it also stated that it was a temporary credit and an IOU was required.

Being soft-hearted is being soft-hearted.

This is a business, principles cannot be lost.

This time the monks did not dare to have any objections. They obediently signed the IOU and put their fingerprints on it. They did whatever Yan Ju said.

They are really afraid of being left behind.

With these dozen monks, the team suddenly became spectacular.

They walked down the road in a mighty procession, and with the black clothes worn by Yan Ju and his friends, they looked like a gangster boss taking a group of younger brothers to fight.

Yan Ju frowned, feeling that he was being too ostentatious.

She waved to her fellow brothers and Chi Hong Zhu, "How about changing your clothes first?"

News from Feng Cheng will come sooner or later.

By then, they would inevitably run into people from the Feng family, and it would be bad if they associated something with this black clothes.

Several senior brothers and Chi Hongzhu were already tired of wearing black clothes.

Which good person wears all black?

Several people quickly changed back into their own clothes and felt comfortable.

They were carrying a large number of injured people and had to be on guard against attacks from corrupt monsters at all times, so their progress was not very fast.

Yan Ju flicked his wrist and threw out three fire needles to blast away the corrupt monsters that broke through the defenses of his senior brothers, diligently protecting the wounded and sick among them.

Since she has received the money, she must do her job well.

The deeper they went, the more frightened Yan Ju became.

There was blood everywhere, and broken limbs and internal organs were scattered all over the ground. It was obvious that there had been a fierce struggle and it looked extremely tragic.

What was strange was that there was only blood and body fragments on the ground, but no complete corpse.

All those who are invaded by the corrupt energy, whether alive or dead, will become one of the corrupt monsters.

Yan Ju frowned at the hellish scene, "For a family as big as the Feng family, don't they have any guardians with high cultivation?"

After all, it is one of the four major families, so there should be some powerful people among them.

I was actually turned into this by a mere corrupt monster.

This is too unreasonable.

Where have all those powerful people gone? They are so careless that they remain indifferent to seeing their descendants being harmed like this?

Qu Yaoling was somewhat frightened by the bloody scene around her and followed her closely.

He held her arm and whispered, "Each family has a great master who has reached the realm of the Void Tribulation. However, these masters are all nearing the end of their lives. In order to live longer, they usually stay in their own caves in seclusion, hoping to make another breakthrough in their realm. Unless it is a matter of life and death for the family, they will not come out of seclusion."

Yan Ju exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Isn't the Feng family's current situation a matter of life and death? The Feng family is about to be wiped out. If we don't invite people, when those ancestors come out, I'm afraid we can only compete with the corrupt monsters based on seniority."

Feng Zhuimei somewhat remembered that he was a member of the Feng family, and explained, "Based on my understanding of my brother, he should have sent someone to invite them. However, there are only a few masters of the Spiritualization and Refining Realms in the family, and it is not easy to break out of the encirclement of these monsters."

"Besides, it is impossible for Brother to send all the experts out to seek help. Some people must be left in the city to protect these direct descendants. Otherwise, when the ancestors come, they will really only be able to communicate with the corrupt monsters."

He shook the folding fan in his hand and said, "If you ask me, it's better to expect those foreign aids you mentioned to arrive quickly than to expect our ancestors to arrive in time."

Yan Ju was quite speechless. "According to what you said, these ancestors can only be used as mascots at best, and they can serve as a deterrent when nothing happens. If something really happens, by the time they get here, it will be too late."

Feng Zhuimei touched her nose awkwardly, "That's not entirely true. The ancestors would leave restrictions on every family head. Once the family head is in danger of life, the ancestors would immediately sense it and rush over."

That's true, but we can't really let his brother, the head of the Feng family, put himself in danger.

Chi Xiaoting next to him finally waited until the silence spell wore off and he could speak.

He originally wanted to say a few more words, but after Yan Ju took out a silence talisman and waved it twice in front of him, he dared not say anything anymore.

He doesn't want to be dumb all the way.

That would be more terrifying than letting him face the rot monster.

Chi Xiaoting shrank back behind Qu Yaoling and hid behind her.

Only when I smelled the faint medicinal fragrance coming from Qu Yaoling did I feel better.

Sister Ling has a good personality, she is gentle and generous.

All female practitioners should be like Sister Ling.

Unlike that Yan Zhu, who has a bad temper, is insidious and cunning, and often hits people.

When Yan Ju saw his actions, she knew that he must be trying to take advantage of Qu Yaoling.

She reached out and pulled Qu Yaoling to her side, and said to her, "Stay away from him, and don't deal with little hooligans, okay?"

Qu Yaoling blinked and nodded in agreement.

Although she and Chi Xiaoting belonged to the same four families, they had a good relationship before.

But since Yanyan asked her to spend less time with him, there must be a reason for that.

Chi Xiaoting watched helplessly as Qu Yaoling was instigated by Yan Ju to rebel, and pointed at Yan Ju in disbelief, "Sister Ling, we have known each other since childhood. How long have you known her, and you are distancing yourself from me because of her?"

Qu Yaoling silently took two steps back, keeping Yan Ju's words in mind and keeping a distance from him, "Yan Yan said you are a little hooligan."

Although she didn't understand what "little hooligan" meant, it was definitely not a good thing.

Chi Xiaoting was devastated to see Qu Yaoling cautiously keeping a distance from him.

It’s over. Sister Ling doesn’t want to play with him anymore.

It’s all the fault of that damn Yan Pig.

He is autistic.

*

As we continued to go deeper, the number of corrupt monsters increased.

It even blocked out the light from the sky.

Yan Ju frowned and looked ahead at the endless rotten monsters. The sky was so gloomy that she didn't know how far the road ahead was.

Their team was moving too slowly.

She searched for a long time and finally released Bumblebee from the space ring.

He opened its belly and reluctantly said to the injured monks, "Climb in and lie down. This is my treasure. I'm reluctantly letting you sit on it."

If these people were not her clients and she had not charged them, she would not have been willing to take out the Bumblebee for them to sit on.

Except for the seniors who had already seen the Bumblebee, no one else had ever seen such a strange thing.

When I first saw the bumblebee, the novel feeling actually dispelled some of my fear.

Everyone's eyes lit up and they seemed to be full of questions.

Yan Ju didn't want to answer their ten thousand questions.

He attached a puppet talisman, manipulated the two arms of the Bumblebee, grabbed a handful of wounded monks with one hand, and stuffed them into its stomach.

Bumblebee has big hands and can grab several people in one hand.

After three captures, all the wounded monks were in its stomach.

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