If I stay in the Hehuan Sect, I'll live off the pampered daughters of the Heavenly Pride Sect.

"Are you just going to starve here?"

Xie Buci put away his folding fan and pointed to the ground beneath his feet.

"rest."

"This place offers a wide view, making it suitable for both offense and defense."

"And those three groups of people ahead of us are good at scouting ahead for us."

"Wouldn't it be wonderful if we waited until they'd cleared out most of the landmines, then we could go and pick up the scraps?"

This is the kind of "sixth-person" comment.

If Mo Chengyue were present, he would definitely give a thumbs up.

But to other people's ears.

But it lost its original flavor.

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

A Foundation Establishment Perfection disciple with a thick beard stepped forward.

He is Wang Meng of Blood Refining Peak.

Although nominally he accepted Xie Buci's command, he could no longer suppress his restless heart.

"We've been wasting half an hour here."

"If we don't leave now, all the good stuff will be gone!"

Wang Meng's tone was somewhat aggressive.

His eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

"Yes, Senior Brother Xie."

Another female disciple echoed this.

"Look, Ye Shengzi and the others have all gone far away."

"Even though our team is small, we can't be this timid and hesitant, can we?"

"If word gets out, people will think we're scared."

The crowd began to stir.

Greed is the best catalyst.

Especially when you see others eating meat with gusto while you can only stand there and watch helplessly.

That kind of anxiety is enough to make one's rationality collapse.

Xie Buci's smile remained unchanged.

He wasn't angry.

He simply glanced at the restless disciples with the look of someone who thought they were idiots.

"Want to go?"

Xie Buci pointed to the road in the middle.

"Then let's go."

"Your legs are your own, and I didn't tie you up with a rope."

"but……"

He paused, his tone turning somewhat sinister.

"Let's be clear from the start."

"Once you leave the team, you are responsible for your own life and death."

"Don't blame your senior brother for not warning you if you get your heads chopped off later."

Wang Meng was stunned for a moment.

It seems they didn't expect Xie Buci to be so easy to talk to.

But he was soon blinded by greed.

"Thank you for your help, Senior Brother!"

"Brothers, if you want to get rich, follow me!"

"What's the point of just following behind and drinking the soup?"

"Let's go eat the meat ourselves!"

"Walk!"

When someone takes the lead, others will naturally follow.

In the blink of an eye.

Of the dozen or so people who originally stayed, more than half left in a flash.

Only two disciples, who looked honest but not very bright, remained hesitating in place.

"Aren't you leaving?"

Xie Buci raised an eyebrow and looked at the two left-behind children.

"I want to... follow my senior brother."

One of the round-faced disciples scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly.

"My mother said, when you're out in the world, listen to advice and you'll eat your fill."

"Senior brother, you're so handsome, you definitely wouldn't harm us."

Xie Buci: "..."

That's the reason.

Impeccable.

Qin Wanzhuang burst out laughing.

Although he quickly put on a serious face, he couldn't hide the smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Alright."

"It's better that they've left."

Xie Buci stretched and watched the backs of the group rushing into the core area.

His gaze gradually deepened.

"A bunch of cannon fodder."

"Did you really think that was the gateway to a treasure trove?"

"That's a shortcut to hell."

Wenren Ji remained silent.

He simply held his sword, standing half a step behind Xie Buci.

But his gaze remained fixed on the distance.

"Third Senior Brother..."

Wenren Ji suddenly spoke.

His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time.

"fine."

Xie Buci seemed to know what he was worried about.

He walked over and patted Wenren Ji's thin shoulder.

"That kid is a coward."

"But he knows better than any of us how to survive."

"Instead of worrying about him."

"We should worry about those idiots who just left."

Xie Buci turned around.

He took out a tea set from his storage bag.

And so it happened at this ancient battlefield crossroads, filled with a chilling atmosphere.

He started brewing tea as if no one else was around.

"Junior sister, come and sit down."

"I stole this 'Cloud Mist Peak' from the old man."

"Want to try some?"

Qin Wanzhuang rolled her eyes at him.

But he still walked over and sat down on the stone next to Wenren Ji.

"If Master finds out you're brewing tea in a place like this..."

"I'll definitely skin you alive."

That's what they say.

But his body honestly accepted the teacup.

Take a small sip.

The aroma of tea fills the air.

A strange sense of tranquility arose on this blood-soaked battlefield.

"Look."

Xie Buci pointed to a blood-red firework that suddenly exploded in the distant sky.

That was some kind of distress signal.

The location was the middle route that Wang Meng and the others had just left.

"So fast?"

Qin Wanzhuang frowned slightly.

Less than fifteen minutes had passed.

"normal."

Xie Buci blew on the foam in his cup, his expression calm.

"This site hasn't been opened for fifty years."

"The monsters inside are probably starving."

"Rushing in at this time is like delivering takeout."

"and……"

Xie Buci raised his head and looked at the dim yellow sky above.

His pupils reflected a kind of spiritual energy fluctuation that ordinary people could not perceive.

That's a formation.

A massive trap that envelops the entire core area.

It is starting up slowly.

"The curtain hasn't been raised yet."

"What's the rush?"

"Let the bullets fly a little longer."

Xie Buci muttered a strange phrase that Mo Chengyue often said.

Although he didn't fully understand what it meant.

But I must say...

very apt.

......

three days later.

Cracked safe house.

Mo Chengyue is cooking porridge.

The rice used was the spirit rice that came with them, plus a few unknown wild herbs that they dug up from next to the skeleton of that poor ghost.

I don't know if it's safe to eat.

But it smells quite nice.

"Gurgle..."

The porridge in the earthenware pot is boiling.

Mo Chengyue stirred it with a spoon.

He stirred it while talking to himself.

"It's been three days already."

"Are you a pig?"

"If you don't wake up soon, I'm going to throw you out to feed the wolves."

The voice just fell.

A soft groan came from the stone bed behind him.

"water……"

His voice was dry and hoarse.

hoarse.

Mo Chengyue rolled his eyes.

He took out a water jug ​​that he had put in while crossing the river on the right path when no one was looking.

walk over.

They didn't care whether the other party was willing or not.

He poured it straight into his mouth.

"Cough cough cough!"

Yu Jianhuan choked and coughed violently.

She suddenly opened her eyes.

Those beautiful phoenix eyes were now filled with confusion and... murderous intent.

Instinctive defensive reaction.

She slapped the figure in front of her.

But I found myself feeling completely empty inside.

Let alone spiritual power.

He didn't even have the strength to lift his hand.

That hand patted Mo Chengyue's chest softly.

It was less of an attack.

It's more like flirting.

"woke up?"

Mo Chengyue grabbed her wrist.

He then gently pushed her back onto the bed.

He looked down at her.

He wore that signature, harmless, goofy smile.

"Senior sister."

"Your nap."

"Sleeping here is really expensive."

Yu Jianhuan was stunned.

Memories return.

Teleportation, attack, serious injury, unconsciousness...

And that blurry kiss.

And that warm embrace.

She looked at the familiar, slightly irritating face in front of her.

His pupils contracted sharply.

"Mo... Chengyue?"

"Where am I?"

"Hell?"

Mo Chengyue curled his lip.

I scooped up a spoonful of porridge.

He blew on it.

He held it to her lips.

"hell?"

"Dream on."

"This is a tollbooth."

"Senior sister."

"Let's settle the score."

"Thanks for saving my life, and for the special care I've received these past few days."

"You're planning to swipe your card?"

"Or should I repay with my body?"

Yu Jianhuan looked at the spoonful of steaming, unidentified paste.

She glanced again at Mo Chengyue's eyes, which, though smiling, were extremely clear-headed.

Suddenly I laughed.

Laughing quiveringly.

It aggravated the wound.

She winced in pain.

But she still smiled.

"Junior Brother."

"It seems so."

"Sister, this time..."

"I've really fallen for you."

Mo Chengyue ignored her charming demeanor.

He shoved the spoon directly into her mouth.

That mouth that could bring disaster was shut up.

"Stop talking nonsense."

"Eat quickly."

"Eat your fill before you set off."

"This place."

"I've been here too long."

"It can mutate."