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Yan Qingyang quickly turned around and also drew his dagger, and the two began to fight.

The lanky youth didn't seem to care about Yan Qingyang at first, but after fighting him for a bit, he realized that Yan Qingyang was experienced in swordsmanship, fighting experience, and was extremely shrewd. Although his level was one level higher than hers, it wasn't easy to win.

Seeing that the tall and thin male cultivator was having a tough time fighting, the male cultivators beside him started to cheer him on.

The thin, tall cultivator became anxious. On their first day here, the tall cultivator would usually plunder all the good magic treasures away. He only had a long sword left and did not have any other magic treasures.

As for the fact that mining in the mines actually allowed them to carry long swords and magical equipment, I'm afraid that the sect did it on purpose. Aren't you a criminal? I'll keep weapons for you, so you can have a good fight inside!

The lanky youth became more and more anxious as more flaws appeared. He tapped the tip of Yan Qingyang's sword against his wrist, and with a loud thud, the sword fell to the ground. Yan Qingyang stepped forward and kicked him, while at the same time aiming the tip of the sword at his throat.

Everyone was astounded. They hadn't thought that Yan Qingyang would win.

Yan Qingyang stepped back and looked at the tall cultivator.

The tall cultivator narrowed his eyes and laughed heartily. Suddenly, he pushed the gorgeous lady beside him and jumped off the rock. He walked over and circled around Yan Qingyang, saying, "Hehe, you have some background? You have other magical equipment, don't you? Hand over the items from your storage bag! "

Yan Qingyang chuckled. "It looks like you're not planning on keeping your promise?" As he spoke, he seemed to subconsciously take two steps back and got closer to the entrance of the mine.

The tall cultivator laughed out loud. "Not bad, smart! I advise you to take out your bag of holding as soon as possible.

The other cultivators also laughed out loud and gradually surrounded over. A few of them even purposely guarded the entrance of the cave.

"Brothers, attack!" "Remember, leave some breath for this little girl!" The tall cultivator waved back. Then, he backed away and continued to sit on his high rock, looking down at Yan Qingyang with a devilish grin.

Yan Qingyang knew that the later he retreated, the more passive he would be. There were so many cultivators here, only seven or eight of them were at the sixth or seventh level of Qi Cultivating Stage. Now that he thought about it, Luo Xing was really vicious!

"Little Gold, come out!" Yan Qingyang let out a low shout and released the golden wasp. It was truly ironic when he thought about it. He didn't need the wasp when dealing with demonic beasts, but had instead gone through so much trouble to use the wasp on his fellow sect members after returning to the sect.

Yan Qingyang didn't want to expose these things unless it was absolutely necessary.

As this group of cultivators surrounded Yan Qingyang, one of them suddenly cried out, "Not good, Poison Bee!" He only said this one sentence before covering his face and continuously retreating backward. At the same time, a large green and black bump started to bulge on his face.

Under the sunlight, a dot of golden light flew around the few people at the entrance of the cave.

"Ah! It's really the Poison Bees! Everyone, run! That's amazing!" A man shouted and ran into the mine.

Yan Qingyang's eyes flashed as he also ran in. The mines were connected in every direction, and there were small tunnels everywhere. These were the ones they had dug up when they were mining.

Yan Qingyang randomly picked one and ran inside. After running for a while, there were a few more forks. She randomly picked another one and ran for a few more forks before stopping in front of a sealed off tunnel.

She sat down, panting, and quickly retracted her wasp.

It was a last resort for him to summon the Golden Sand Bee just now. The man bitten by the Golden Sand Bee would definitely not be able to survive! Before, when the Golden Sand Bee wasn't mutated, it could easily take a person's life, let alone the current Golden Sand Bee.

It was just that this was going to be a big deal! If someone were to ask, he could only say that he didn't know where the wasp came from …

As Yan Qingyang was lost in thought, she suddenly felt that something was moving around in her sleeve. She hastily touched it and a furry head poked out. It was Mizar.

Mizar jumped out with a swoosh. Yan Qingyang smiled wryly. Mizar was so timid that he had run far away when he saw him fight. He was such a coward and so disloyal. He didn't know that Mizar could be considered a demon beast.

Rice ball jumped out and circled around Yan Qingyang, licking his hand in a fawning manner.

"Alright, I won't blame you!" Yan Qingyang stroked its head.

"Chi!" Suddenly, Yan Qingyang raised his head with a chuckle and saw a man dressed in black standing in front of him. He was tall, clad in black, and wore a black hood that only revealed his shiny chin and thin red lips.

"Who are you?" Yan Qingyang immediately jumped up in alarm and gripped his longsword.

"Hehe, the person who came to save you …" The voice was clear and pleasant, like the gurgling of a spring, but it was obviously a man.

"Oh?" Yan Qingyang looked him up and down. "I don't know you, why did you save me?" And how are you going to save me? "

The black clothed man pursed his lips, revealing his white teeth as he smiled and said, "Don't worry about that for now. I think you should give me a reminder of your situation, those people will be able to find you soon. Fine, that's fine, but, one person dying isn't a big deal. If more than half of them die, do you think the supervisor will not pursue the matter? Do you think the sect can handle you? "

"Heh heh, the Cloud Flower Sect forbids disciples from using poison!"

"If you surrender without a fight … Tsk tsk, I won't tell you what the outcome will be, but you'll know it even if I don't tell you!"

Yan Qingyang's eyes flashed. Of course she knew all of this.

At this moment, the rice ball climbed up Yan Qingyang's leg and onto her shoulder. He licked her face, and Yan Qingyang hurriedly tucked the rice ball into his sleeve. He asked, "So?"

"So, I can help you." The man in black said, beaming with joy.

"What are the conditions?" Yan Qingyang patted the head of Mi Ji as he stealthily gripped his sword tightly and said.

"Hehe, become... My servant! " The corners of the black clothed man's mouth curled, his voice was bright and beautiful, causing people to be intoxicated from hearing it. They couldn't help but want to agree to his words and go to hell for him.

Yan Qingyang immediately became alert. She shook her head and stared closely at the black clothed man. He asked hesitantly, "A master-slave contract?"

"Haha …" The black clothed person chuckled again, causing one to feel extremely intoxicated, "There's no need to be so troublesome... as long as you close your eyes and relax your mind, everything... "Listen to me …"

At the end of his sentence, the man in black lifted his hood to reveal an extraordinarily handsome face. It was bright and beautiful, and it was extremely seductive. In an instant, the entire mine tunnel became much brighter.

Yan Qingyang paled in fright. He pointed at the black-clothed man and shouted, "Fen Ye!"