"Huh! Han Xiao even let us wait so long. If he didn't say he was very familiar with the Beiluo Wasteland, how could he take part in this operation with his cultivation?" Jiang Heng, another male disciple, said coldly.

"My brothers are in no hurry, maybe Brother Han has encountered any delays."

On the side is a girl with a beautiful face and a holy temperament. Her voice is like an oriole, making people intoxicated.

After hearing the beautiful young girl speaking, the dissatisfaction on Xi Luohui's face suddenly disappeared, and she looked at the young girl with a little tenderness in her eyes.

In my mind, I remembered that more than a month ago, he and his younger brother went out on a mission to meet this beautiful younger sister by accident. At that time, she was left alone in the desert, her face was full of helplessness and despair, so pathetic. It makes people pity.

After only one glance, he fell in love with the girl irrecoverably, and took her to the Zixiao Pavilion, where his master accepted her as an apprentice.

After a month of getting along, the two tacitly understood each other, and the relationship was even closer. The disciples of Zixiaoge were admiring that they were golden boys and girls, a perfect match.

However, they did not break the last layer of paper after all, so Xi Luohui decided to take this mysterious fire and donate it to her sister, and then propose to her. Presumably, she and her sister will be glad to accept it from then on. Will live a life like a fairy.

With this in mind, Xi Luohui's gentle eyes became a little hotter and his breathing became quicker.

Two hours passed.

Han Xiao still didn't show up, Xi Luohui couldn't wait any longer, and took everyone out of Ximen City and entered the Beiluo Wasteland.

Beiluo Wasteland.

Mu Yu and the young man in the purple robe Han Xiao are slowly moving forward.

The Beiluo Wasteland is too big, and trying to find the mysterious fire is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Alas!"

Suddenly, there was a roar around Mu Yu and Han Xiao, flying sand and rocks, setting off a hurricane.

It is a group of first-order beast wolves, densely packed, with as many as one hundred and sixty, surrounded Mu Yu and Han Xiao for several laps.

auzw.com With his mouth wide open halfway, his sharp teeth were exposed, and the saliva continued to drain into the isthmus.

In their eyes, Mu Yu and Han Xiao are inescapable food.

"So many wild wolves, we're done!"

Han Xiao was squatted on the ground scared by this group of wild wolves and shivered.

Among the wasteland, the most terrible thing is not the third-order spirit beast lion, the wind control eagle, but the wild wolf group which only has the first order.

"Looking at your success, several wolves scared you into this." Mu Yu looked indifferent, without panic.

"What do you know? This is a pack of wolves that can't be killed at all. No matter how high you can cultivate, it is also the food in their belly." Han Xiao's face was pale and unpleasant.

At this point, a fierce wilderness wolf's legs rushed up like a blast, scaring Han Xiao's eyes closed tightly, cold sweats, and he dared not look at it again.

"call!"

Han Xiao only felt a few strong winds whistling around, as well as hissing and sword-mingling.

Less than half a moment.

Everything was quiet around.

Han Xiaoyi wondered: "What's going on? Am I dead? Why am I buried in the wolf's belly without feeling pain?"

"Snapped!"

Han Xiao felt that he was kicked and kicked out, and his whole body seemed to fall apart.

Nima! Lao Tzu went to **** and was beaten.

Han smiled and opened his eyes angrily, and saw that there was still a wasteland around him. There were more than a hundred corpses of wolves lying on the wasteland, and there was no one alive.

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