Chapter 368 Who is plotting against me? Wen Qiao smiled.
"What else can I mean? I just want to tell you two, in the face of unknown dangers, don't place your hopes on others. This is an iron rule that all cultivators must remember, and it is also a lesson that all cultivators have learned in exchange for blood. of."
"Uh... got it."
Quan Yao nodded seriously.
"Okay, have a good rest. Get up tomorrow and go to the inheritance land in the north..." Wen Qiao said. She had just scanned it with her mental power. There were restrictions on the land in the north, although she could force a breakthrough without causing any turmoil. That restriction, but she felt it was really not necessary.
After Wen Qiao left.
Quan Yao went to rest.
The next day, when the sky got slightly brighter, there was a noise outside. It turned out that some villagers had gotten up and started hunting.
In this twelfth month village, men usually go out hunting in groups, while women work at home, farm and raise woke up very early. Seeing that Yin Xiaotian and Zhu Jinghuan were still sleeping, she fell asleep again. When she got up, Yin Xiaotian and Zhu Jinghuan had already packed up and were waiting for her.
Quan Yao looked a little embarrassed.
"Do you believe me when I say I woke up very early and fell asleep later?"
"Believe, believe whatever you say."
When Yin Xiaotian replied, Quan Yao chuckled when he saw Yin Xiaotian's perfunctory look.
Quanyao: Hei Wa, you have your disbelief written all over your face.
Fortunately, Quanyao didn't have many things. After washing up, he followed Yin Xiaotian and Zhu Jinghuan out of the village. Of course, Zeng Kai and fellow Dixing compatriots came to send them, and Zeng Kai even provided them with news. Although this news was unknown to Quanyao. As far as I'm concerned, it's dispensable.
"A small number of people who went hunting in the morning came back. They said that the cultivators from outside had already rushed to the north of the Holy Yuan Secret Realm. They were probably heading for the inheritance there. However, after so many years, cultivators from outside came. Wave after wave, but there is no movement in the inheritance place, I have to wonder if the inheritance place is a fake."
"You'll know if it's fake or not, but I still want to thank you for your hospitality. Without your help, my friends and I don't know what we would do."
Quan Yao talked about Zhu Jinghuan's injury.
As for the matter of being taken in by Layue Village, in fact, there is no cultivator who has never slept outside.
"You're welcome, that's right. After all, it's rare to meet a fellow countryman."
Under the sighing eyes of Zeng Kai and others, Quan Yao and others said goodbye one after another and rushed towards the north of the secret realm.
The three of them traveled during the day, slept in bags and kept vigil at night, and finally saw traces of people the next afternoon.
"That's a disciple of Leyin Sect."
"That's from Tai'an Palace."
"That is Su Peiyao from Qinglan Valley, a beauty well-known in Xiaoyuan Continent."
"That's Zuo An, he's from Sheng Palace, and the master is the great elder of Sheng Palace."
On the way, whenever he met someone he knew, Zhu Jinghuan would point them out to Quanyao and Yin Xiaotian.
The closer we get to the north, the more and more uninhabited jungle people there become.
There are sect disciples who are uniformly dressed, and there are casual cultivators who are dressed casually. The only thing that unites these people is that they wear ancient clothes, which are two different styles from Quan Yaoyin Xiaotian's dress. However, it is this difference that makes Quanyao and Yin Xiaotian felt like they were being treated like monkeys.
Yin Xiaotian is fine.
Mainly Quan Yao.
Many male disciples in the jungle looked at Quan Yao's bumpy body with malicious eyes. Zhu Jinghuan noticed this and subconsciously moved closer to Quan Yao to block her from those malicious eyes. At the same time, he looked at the people around him. He said fiercely: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?"
"Haha, I have seen a lot of beautiful women, but I have never seen such a bold beauty."
"Brother Wenli is right. If you dare to dress like this, then you must dare to be seen."
Someone in the crowd Jinghuan's face was a little ugly, but he still comforted Quan Yao behind him: "Yao Yao, don't be afraid, you will be fine with me here."
Quanyao: Well, I’m not afraid, because I don’t take it to heart at all.
However, after this incident, Quanyao also realized one thing. This is not the Earth Star, and the clothes are the same as in ancient times, which is obviously conservative.
"Sister Jinghuan, what are you doing?" Yin Xiaotian's voice interrupted Quan Yao's thoughts. Quan Yao looked towards Zhu Jinghuan, only to see Zhu Jinghuan undoing her belt and preparing to take off her coat. Quan Yao got on He took a step forward to stop him and said in surprise: "Jing Huan, what are you doing?"
Zhu Jinghuan: "You put on my coat first. This is not your hometown. You, a girl, should protect yourself."
Quanyao: Thank you, you are a girl yourself.
Quanyao didn't expect that Zhu Jinghuan would do this. For a moment, she felt that this friend was worth it. At this time, Quanyao felt a warmth on her shoulders. There was a moon-white ancient costume gown on her shoulders. Quanyao was wondering about this dress. When he came, Wen Qiao's voice sounded in his ears.
Wen Qiao said: "I almost forgot that regional customs are different. You have to wear my coat first."
The clothes were stored in Wen Qiao's tomb space, but because of the times, Wen Qiao had no chance to wear them.
Quan Yao breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that the clothes belonged to Wen Qiao.
She said to Zhu Jinghuan: "Look, I already have clothes, you'd better put them on first."
Zhu Jinghuan: "Your clothes... okay."
Although he didn't know why a piece of clothing suddenly appeared on Quan Yao's shoulders, everyone had their own secrets, so Zhu Jinghuan didn't ask further questions, but put the jacket he had taken off back on, and finally tied it tightly in a knot.
After doing all this, Zhu Jinghuan glanced around coldly, and then took Quan Yao and Yin Xiaotian to find the camp where his sect was located.
However, on the way to find the camp, Zhu Jinghuan met her enemy-Luobeimen Li He, who also stabbed her and robbed her storage bag.
The enemy Li He looked carefree and blew his mask when he saw Zhu Jinghuan.
"Oh, he's not dead, he's still here."
"Li He, how dare you appear in front of me..."
Zhu Jinghuan thought of the humiliation before he was injured and watched Li He speak through gritted teeth.
Li He smiled disapprovingly: "Why don't you dare, but it's a pity that no one did it to you on the spot. Tsk tsk, it's a pity to think about it now..."
"Damn it, Li He, you are looking for death."
Zhu Jinghuan was about to charge toward Li He with his sword in hand.
Quan Yao stopped him quickly with quick eyes and hands.
"Calm down, this guy is deliberately irritating you."
Quanyao was wearing Wen Qiao's white gown. Because there was no belt, the clothes were loose on Quanyao, making her body much smaller.
Her appearance attracted Li He's attention.
"Hey, where did this little beauty come from? She is much prettier than Zhu Jinghuan."
"Senior brother is right, but senior brother, you just didn't see what these girls are wearing~!"
Li He stepped forward with a bad smile, and the junior brothers behind him smiled and agreed. In the next second, a yellow talisman flew and fell on Junior Brother Li He, and the clothes on Junior Brother Li He's body instantly ignited.
Li He didn't look at the struggling junior brother behind him, and rubbed his hands to touch Quan Yao. However, the next second, Li He felt pain in his hand, and his outstretched hand suddenly retracted.
"Who, who is plotting against me?"
"Your little master."
(End of this chapter)
