The vicious master always loves to die

It's too late to regret.

A group of people stepped on the flying sword, and went away with the sword, heading for the north.

Along the way, Yan Xici was so preoccupied that he even ordered a table of delicious food when he arrived in the town, he was a little absent-minded and didn't know what to eat.

"Junior brother, what's the matter with you? I saw you frowning along the way... Could it be that you are unwell?" Before going to rest at night, Feng Changrong asked the younger brother who was not in good spirits.

Unexpectedly, the younger brother raised his eyes weakly, looked at him with pity, and said nothing, Feng Changrong's scalp became numb from staring at him, so he found an excuse at random, and rushed to his room quickly.

Yan Xici looked indifferently at the senior brother with a silly smile on his face, the face of a man made him unable to say the words 'I'm afraid of ghosts', but when he thought about facing all kinds of Ah Piao, his legs wobbled .What if the ghost doesn't take physical attacks?He doesn't know many spells, he only knows simple things like burning fire and controlling water... I heard that ghosts are afraid of light, should he try some holy light spells...

While thinking wildly, Yan Xici gradually fell into a deep sleep.In the dream, he was chased all night by all kinds of ghostly ladies in red and white dresses, and he was exhausted.

Waking up the next day, Yan Xici's eyes were dazed, staring straight at the beam of the bed, thinking about when he would leave the dream and return to the warm world without ghosts.However, when he arrived at a small town only a hundred kilometers away from the northern border, he still showed no sign of leaving the dream.

In the northern desert, the sky was full of wind and sand, and a group of people stepped into this somewhat deserted town.

The sand and dust had eroded the boundary markers, and the earth walls made of mud tiles were in tatters, with gaps and holes everywhere, and a pile of yellow sand and wind and dust leaked in.

Yan Xici and his team wrapped their bodies with spiritual power to resist the pain of wind and gravel scraping their skin, and to prevent themselves from accidentally inhaling a mouthful of yellow sand.

"There's an inn sign over there, let's go in... ah, bah, bah, bah!" Feng Changrong just opened his mouth, and poured a mouthful of yellow sand into his mouth, almost choking him to death.

Wang Zhenren covered his mouth and nose with a cloth, observed the surroundings, and found that there was only such a building that could barely block the wind and sand within sight, so he nodded: "Let's go, let's go in and have a rest."

Pushing open the dilapidated door panel, the huge front hall was empty without even a single guest; in the lobby, the tables and chairs were crooked, the tabletop was covered with a layer of dust, and there were many fine grains of sand on the tabletop and benches , on the ground, making the entire inner hall look dirty.

In the corner, Xiao Er lay listlessly on the counter, and didn't get up when he heard someone coming in. He just tilted his head, showed one eye for a look, and then lay down again.

It was the first time they encountered such a store, Feng Changrong and the others were stunned and had to wake up the little girl loudly.

"Shopkeeper, is there any vacancy?" Feng Changrong walked up to the waiter and knocked a few times with his hands.

The little girl turned her head and glanced at him lazily, as if her sleepiness had been disturbed, and she spoke slowly after a while: "...Yes..."

"Then give me five rooms, and I want to go to the room." Wang Zhenren walked over, frowning, but didn't say much.There is probably only such a place to rest in a radius of thousands of miles. When entering the abyss of the northern border, I am afraid that there will be continuous fierce battles, and there will be no time to rest.

The little girl got up weakly, yawned, and then waved to the group of people, signaling them to follow behind him.

"Senior brother Wang, it's so strange here. Didn't the master say that the member of the Yunxiao sect came here to wait first? Why didn't he even see a single person?" When slowly leading them upstairs, he whispered to the ground next to Wang Zhenren's ear.

Wang Zhenren also found it strange, so he asked, "Xiao Er, have there been... people dressed like us here recently?"

The little one seemed not to hear, and walked forward on his own. After Ji Chuan impatiently stepped forward and grabbed the opponent's shoulder and forced him to come over, he opened his mouth slowly: "...um."

Everyone looked at each other in silence, the person in front of him seemed to be out of the ordinary, although he was a monk in the Qi refining period, he was as weak as an ordinary person, and his aura was barely audible.

"They...gone." The little girl shook her head to wake herself up, "yesterday...gone."

"Leaving first?" Wang Zhenren was speechless, and his impression of Yunxiao Sect members dropped again.The few of them were hurrying, just to get to the northern border as soon as possible to meet with members of Yunxiao Sect and then go in together, but they actually left first.

The whole group was a little angry and helpless. After the seal barrier of the Abyss of the Northern Territory was broken, the head immediately organized a team to go here to assist the Cloud Sect to resolve the matter together.I heard that the Yunxiao Sect also summoned several other sects at the same time, could it be that they disliked their Xuantian Sect's lack of people, so they entered together with other sects, and disdain to be with our Xuantian Sect.

The more you think, the more angry you are!

"Forget it, let's make some adjustments first, and go to the abyss of the northern border by ourselves tomorrow. The shattering of the barrier and the opening of the gate are the disaster of the entire cultivation world, and we must do our best." Wang Zhenren sighed , with a serious expression.The few people behind were all concerned, so they corrected their attitudes and stopped complaining.

The mistress in front was speechless all the way, and even when he spoke, he spoke slowly.His response was also slow, and he asked for a long time before answering a question that was plausible. After listening to several people, they were exhausted, so they stopped asking.

After finally arriving at the resting place, several people decided to rest for a night first to recharge their batteries.But when I entered the room, there was dust everywhere, and there was a musty smell in the room. It was obvious that no one lived in it for a long time, and the inn was also neglected to clean.

"How can people live here?" Feng Changrong was the first one who couldn't take it anymore, a small dust storm was thrown up by the quilt on the bed, choking him to cough.So he ran to Yan Xici's room to complain, and saw his younger brother frowning, throwing off all the quilts on the bed, shaking wildly, and then making the bed upside down.

The house was full of sand and dust, Yan Xici raised his hand to make a tactic, a small tornado condensed and swept the dust, and after a while, it rolled into a big tornado, and flew towards the door... Then Feng Changrong, who couldn't dodge in time, was sprayed His face was gray.

Yan Xici: ...

"What are you doing while standing at the door without making a sound?" Yan Xici walked over speechlessly, patted Feng Changrong's dusty face clean, and then used the Dust Removal Technique to clean it up a few times.

"I just wanted to chat with you..." Feng Changrong stood there obediently, weakly.

After a lot of tossing, the room was cleared up, and finally there was a place to stay.

"I'm hungry, let's go downstairs and see what to eat." After cleaning, Yan Xici became a little more interested.Although the environment here was harsh, it made him particularly interested.The spiritual energy cuts off the heat and dryness, leaving only the unique taste of the desert. Facing the endless sand sea, it seems that the heart has become vast.Although there were very few water spirits in the air, Yan Xici had already stored a lot of water bladders and food in his storage bag, so he was not panicking at all.

When he came to the lobby, the mistress was still lazily lying on his stomach, as if extremely tired, and still didn't react much to Yan Xici and the others coming to his side.

"Brother Xiaoer, do you have any special delicacies here? Can the master cook some special dishes for us?" Yan Xici patted the second boy's arm, quite speechless.The waiter in this shop really has no worldly desire to make money. Is it because they are the only inn in the Baili Desert that they are so perfunctory in the face of customers?

Perhaps because he was disturbed from his sleep, Xiao Er raised his head and looked at Yan Xici with a gloomy expression, but then he pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a smirk: "No...they are all...sleeping..."

"They're all sleeping?" Yan Xici's head was full of black lines. Is this inn really not planning to make money?Everyone is sleeping in broad daylight, so why not wake up in the middle of the night to dance disco?Although the desert has a large temperature difference between day and night, the hot and dry daytime is indeed uncomfortable...but this is too exaggerated.

Seeing that the second child was going to 'coma' again, Feng Changrong hurriedly pulled people to prevent him from falling asleep: "Hey, don't sleep, there is no food near here, or you can lend us the back kitchen, and we can do it ourselves. Get some food."

Although the two of them have already bigu, food is still indispensable. Under the subtle influence of Yan Xici, Feng Changrong has also become very keen on delicious food and snacks from all over the world, and whenever he has the opportunity, he will eat and drink with his junior brother.

Ignoring the two's questions, the little boy tilted his head and fell asleep again, unable to wake up even by shouting.

Helpless, the two groped alone, walked through the front hall and found the dining room all the way, intending to have a self-sufficient meal.

"It's so strange." Feng Changrong murmured to his younger brother while walking, and when passing a room, the tip of his eyes saw that someone seemed to be sleeping soundly in the room, "Do people here live so leisurely?"

Through the window lattice, Yan Xici vaguely saw a few people lying in the dim room, motionless, as if they were sleeping soundly.

Although the spiritual power cut off the heat, he could look outside through the pane, and the scorching sun was scorching the ground and drying the moisture in his body.Yan Xici took out a water bag from the storage bag and sprinkled some on the ground. The moment it landed, there was a scorching sound of 'Zla', without even a mist, and it was quickly dried and volatilized.

Withdrawing the spiritual power covering his body, an unbearable high temperature and scorching heat surged instantly, giving his skin the illusion of being scalded.

"How did they endure the heat?" Yan Xici hurriedly re-wrapped himself with spiritual power. Although there was no sun in the house, in order to prevent the wind and sand from invading, the house was covered on all sides, and no windows were even opened. The fiery heat is unbearable.

"Probably...get used to it?" Feng Changrong scratched his head, endured the curiosity of poking his head in and looking around, and dragged Yan Xici to the back kitchen, "Let's go, Junior Brother, let's get some food, there was nothing on the way. Eat some hot food, I'm starving."

In the team of five, except for Yan Xici and Feng Changrong, none of them valued their appetites.Wang Zhenren and the others took the Bigu Dan along the way, and they couldn't take out a pile of food to eat by themselves, so they were forced to Bigu together with the others with a bitter face.

The back kitchen is as dirty as the lobby, with pots and pans scattered in a mess, greasy dishes soaked in water, covered with a layer of moss, and haven't been washed for a long time.

Yan Xici felt that this inn was full of weirdness, like an abandoned dilapidated building that had not been inhabited for a long time.But there was a waiter in the lobby, and the chef was asleep in the back room.

Don't these people pass the time so lazy and passive when there are no guests?How is it possible!

Suspicions abounded, Yan Xici pulled Feng Changrong out of the back kitchen, and walked to the previous wing room, he suspected that there was something wrong with this place.