Male Supporting Strategy [Quick Transmigration]

On Guguan Peak, Zhao Bai's figure disappeared among the peaks. He Guxian looked at He Chongjiu who was smiling complacently with an inexplicable face. He always felt that something was wrong. The words of the third senior brother just now and Zhao Bai's attitude It's not as simple as just sweeping a mountain gate, but the behavior of the third senior brother playing tricks on Zhao Bai is no different from the past.

Just when I didn't know why, a few people rushed up from the bottom of the mountain, their clothes were messed up, and their bodies were still stained with blood.

A few people stopped in front of He Chongjiu and He Guxian and knelt down on the ground, crying hoarsely: "The mountain gate fell, and the disciples from the outer sect on the mountainside suffered heavy casualties. Please help from all peaks!"

He Guxian's eyes widened, and he glanced at He Chongjiu with surprise on his face. After thinking for a while, he was about to go down the mountain, but He Chongjiu grabbed the arm that held the sword formula.

He Chongjiu held the air of the inner sect, looked very surprised, eagerly nodded to the outer disciple and said seriously: "Understood, I will arrive after the Guguan Peak is rectified."

When the outer disciple heard this, all his flesh and bones loosened, and he fell straight on the cliff without a sound.

He Chongjiu looked at the corpse on the ground with distaste, raised his head and looked at He Guxian with a smile on his lips, and there was a hint of threat in his eyes.He Guxian looked at He Chongjiu's face with disbelief in his eyes.

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The twelve peaks of Yunhai Mountain are connected, divided into five peaks in the east and west, and two main peaks in the middle. The gate of Yunhai Mountain is located in the middle of the mountain shared by the first two peaks. However, this spaciousness has become the biggest drawback.

Zhao Bai was taken by He Chongjiu's sword and flew to the mountain gate, and landed in the center of Qianping, there was no one around, probably, like He Chongjiu, they went to various peaks to seek refuge and report.

Zhao Bai looked down the mountain, the outer disciples in gray cloth robes on the mountainside blocked the mountain gate tightly, and built a human wall with their bodies.Looking down through the gaps in the human wall, Zhao Bai could vaguely see the appearance of sprites not far away, and the appearance and shape were clearly visible. These evil beasts were not far from the mountain entrance.

Stepping up the steps and walking a few steps towards the archway of the mountain gate, Zhao Bai's eyes were clearly reflected in the sprite's black and gray mottled body and his fingertips emitting black air.After all, the outer disciples were not strong enough. Someone had already fallen in front of the human wall, bright red blood splashed into the air, and the screams could not be suppressed even by the roars of evil beasts. This scene was like a microcosm of hell.

A few outer disciples with good legs and feet brushed past Zhao Bai, and ran to the peaks in embarrassment, asking for support.

In the original story line, the original owner was fooled by He Chongjiu to come to this place, lost his mind, couldn't recognize the tragedy, only remembered the mess in He Chongjiu's story, and went directly to the "dirty mess" group of sprites Rushing away, he was torn into pieces by the smoldering claws, and the blood belonging to the disciples of the inner sect dripped on the steps of the mountain gate, triggering the barrier at the gate of the mountain, which played a role in resisting the monsters.

Now in this scene, Zhao Bai's soul and body cannot use his internal energy, and if he wants to guard the mountain gate, all he can use is his blood.

However, he promised He Chongjiu to come to the mountain gate for this reason.

Looking up at the four dragon-flying characters of "Fengyao Yunhai" on the gate archway, Zhao Bai walked to the position directly under it and stretched out his arms straight.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Bai raised the sword he wanted from He Chongjiu, and swiped across his arm with all his might.In a flash of sword light, Zhao Bai left a wound on his hand that avoided the vitals. His whole body couldn't feel the pain. The Yinglan magic circle around the mountain.

Yunhai Mountain raised a transparent barrier ten steps down from the mountain gate, covering the entire twelve peaks of Yunhai Mountain. Seeing this, the outer disciples who were still alive rushed into the barrier of the magic circle, while the sprites were blocked outside.

Hundreds of people and beasts looked at each other, and the outer disciples who escaped from the tiger's mouth in the barrier were all weak, and the sword in their hands fell like a sudden heavy rain on the white marble steps, making the crisp sound of iron and stone colliding.

Some outer disciples withdrew their gazes from looking at the monsters outside the barrier, and turned their heads to thank the unknown inner disciples who let bloodletting save people. After seeing that it was Zhao Bai, their movements were all paused, and the emotions in their eyes were unclear. .

The one standing closest to Zhao Bai, after a pause for a few seconds, was the first to bow his hands in thanks, with a square face full of righteousness.This man Zhao Bai just saw him running back from the front of the human wall, but now he only has a few flesh wounds on his body. It seems that his strength should be much higher than that of other outer sect disciples, and is close to the level of inner sect disciples.

Moreover, this person is obviously the leader of the outer sect, after he thanked, the rest followed suit one after another, their actions and words were exactly the same.

There are a total of 408 disciples from the outer sect of Yunhai Mountain, but Zhao Bai heard less than a hundred thanks, and the rest turned into red water and broken arms and bodies on the steps.

Zhao Bai was in a daze, his sanity was not as good as his normal body, he didn't respond to these thanks at all, and the people in the outer sect were not annoyed, they found their seats and sat down to rest.

While he was in a hurry, a man in gray and blue Taoist robe landed in the center of the front yard, passed through the crowd lying or sitting on the ground in the blink of an eye, and ran in front of Zhao Bai.

The leader at the outer door was about to stop him, but saw that the man didn't attack anyone, but grabbed Zhao Bai's arm and checked carefully.

Putting down his arms, He Guxian opened his mouth to scold: "The body with one soul and one soul is the most afraid of blood loss, and you use it to wake up the formation, it's just nonsense! And what's the use of your little blood, you don't know how to run if you find something wrong! "

Zhao Bai, who was scolded face to face, tilted his head, his eyes were empty, as if he didn't understand He Guxian's words.

Sighing, He Guxian shook his head: "Oh, you are out of your mind now, and you can't understand me even if I tell you, I'm stupid!" Saying this, he let go of Zhao Bai's hand angrily, and walked towards the barrier for a few minutes. The next step is to take a closer look at the barrier that has not been opened for a hundred years.

Unexpectedly, as soon as He Guxian walked in front of the barrier, the monsters who had stopped attacking due to the barrier's isolation suddenly began to hit the barrier, making a loud bang, bang bang, and the rebound damage not only could not stop their impact, but caused They move faster and harder.

Oops, Zhao Bai thought to himself, these sprites have no vision and no sense of smell, so they stopped when the barrier came together before, but He Guxian just approached the barrier, making them smell human, and started attacking again.

He Guxian obviously also thought of this, and quickly took a few steps back.However, the sprite's movements did not stop because of his retreat, and he continued to repeat the impact tirelessly.

A crisp sound of Kapeng came from above the barrier, and the faces of nearly a hundred people on the front of the mountain gate were shrouded in fear. Zhao Bai's soul body, after all, was supplied with too little blood, and he could last for a long time. Short, at this moment there is already a danger of being smashed.

There was a commotion on the front lawn, and Zhao Bai felt that many eyes were fixed on his back, like a lion cub crawling in the grass, staring at the fat sheep on the grass and salivating unreservedly.

The leader of the outer door was facing the crowd on the front lawn, aware of everyone's gaze, stepped forward to block Zhao Bai and He Guxian: "No!"

There was another commotion in Qianping, and a burly and courageous man stood up and said, "Why not? We usually work hard at the outer gate for the inner gate, guarding the mountain gate for food and drink, and today we want the inner gate to eat. Is it okay for the people in the door to bleed?"

As soon as the words fell, a sword flew to the reckless man's feet, and it was inserted straight in front of his toes. The blade of the sword was attached to the cloth shoes without a single gap, and a little further forward, it was inserted on his toes. .

The reckless man broke out in a cold sweat, and the rest of the people on the front lawn who were planning to agree also shut up.

The leader frowned, stared at the nearly a hundred disciples of the outer sect on the front ground, and said word by word: "The 408 disciples of my outer sect are as straight as iron, with no twists and turns in their hearts, firm and upright, open and selfless, absolutely Don't eat the flesh and blood of the same family to keep yourself alive!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the outer door lowered their heads, waking up like an ugly dream, with shame and a little bit of inseparable fear on their faces.The leader of the outer door had a calm expression, and he stepped forward to comfort everyone one by one, looking confident, but when he looked back at the barrier in the gap, his eyes showed the same fear as the others.

The bloody appearance of the same family who accompanied him day and night just now was not a fake, they are all people who have been cultivated by flesh and blood, how could they not be afraid.

Looking at the situation, Zhao Bai pursed his lips tightly, and looked up at the Twelve Peaks. There was a faint figure on the top of the peak coming this way, but it was definitely too late.

Turning around to look at the sprites who were still hitting the barrier, there were cracks in the barrier around his ears, Zhao Bai secretly gritted his teeth, and before everyone could react, he swiped his sword again and cut his arm, attracting a crowd of people. The shocked look on the entire Qianping.

Anyway, if you don't wait here, you will die, and it will be too early for the protagonist Gong Shou and his master to come.Besides, he came to the mountain gate for the bitter trick of selling blood, if he backed down at this time, the previous blood would be shed in vain.

Now I don't know which person Ning Zhi chose to possess. If he wants to successfully fool the protagonist and others, he must win the first job of guarding the mountain gate.

Due to the suction force of the barrier, the blood fell up the steps more violently than before. After a few moments, Zhao Bai felt that the foreground was blurred, and he could only see a mixture of red, black and green, which could not be formed.

The crisp sound of being hit and cracked on the barrier stopped, and the sprite's roar became more ferocious. Zhao Bai felt someone supporting him from behind, chattering in his ears, and couldn't hear who said what.

Shaking his heavy brain, Zhao Bai's eyes went dark, he couldn't see clearly, and after a few seconds, he passed out.

When he woke up again, Zhao Bai was lying on a somewhat crude bed, and the furnishings in the room were also very simple. There was only a wooden table at the end of the bed against the wall, on which were a few books with gray-blue covers and straw-colored paper, and hanging on the wall. A gray linen robe and a towel of the same color, it should be the room of an outer disciple.

After moving his arms, Zhao Bai lost the weakness of excessive blood loss, and the scars on his hands disappeared completely, leaving only a piece of malnourished yellow skin, but the floating feeling of a soul and a body still accompanied him.

Slightly disappointed, Zhao Bai looked around and confirmed that there was no one else, so he got up and got out of bed.