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"Well! Han Xiao even kept us waiting so long. If he didn't say that he was very familiar with Beiluo wasteland, how could he take part in this action with his accomplishments? " Another male disciple Jiang Heng said coldly.

"Don't worry, elder martial brothers. Maybe elder martial brother Han is delayed by something."

On one side is a girl with beautiful face and holy temperament. Her voice is as intoxicating as a yellow warbler coming out of the valley.

After hearing the beautiful girl speak, Xi Luohui's dissatisfaction suddenly disappeared, and he looked at the girl with a little tenderness in his eyes.

In my mind, I recall that more than a month ago, he and his younger martial brother went out on a mission and unexpectedly met this beautiful younger martial sister. At that time, she was left alone in the desert, her face was helpless and desperate, so pitiful and pitiful.

Only by this look, he fell in love with the girl hopelessly, and took her to Zixiao Pavilion, let his master accept her as an apprentice.

After a month of getting along with each other, they have a tacit understanding and a close relationship. The disciples of Zixiao pavilion are all praising that they are golden children and beautiful girls. They are a perfect match by nature.

However, both of them didn't break the last layer of paper, so Xi Luohui decided to take the secret fire and give it to his younger martial sister, and then propose to her. It's sure that the younger martial sister will be happy to accept it. From then on, he and his younger martial sister will live a life like a fairy couple.

At this point, Xi Luohui's gentle eyes were a little more fiery, and his breathing became more urgent.

Two hours passed.

Han Xiao still didn't appear. Xi Luohui couldn't wait any longer, so he left Ximen city and entered Beiluo wasteland.

Beiluo wasteland.

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

Beiluo wasteland is too big. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack to find XuanHuo.

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, around Mu Yu and Han Xiao came a roar, flying sand and rocks, set off a series of hurricanes.

It's a group of first-order spirit beasts, wild wolves. There are 150 or 60 of them. They surround Mu Yu and Han Xiao for several times.

Half open blood basin big mouth, exposed sharp teeth, saliva like rain constantly isthmus.

In their eyes, Mu Yu and Han Xiao are already food that can't escape.

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

Han Xiao was scared by this group of wild wolves and squatted on the ground, trembling all over.

In the wilderness, the most terrible is not the third-order spirit beast, shadow lion and wind controlled eagle, but only the first-order wild wolves.

"Look at your promise. A few wolves have scared you like this." Mu Yu's face was calm and did not panic.

"What do you know? It's a pack of wolves. You can't kill them all. No matter how high your cultivation is, it's their food. " Han Xiao's face turns white and has no good airway.

At this time, a head of fierce wild wolf legs, such as the wind rushed over, scared Han Xiao eyes closed, cold sweat straight out, dare not take another look.

"Hoo

Han Xiao only felt a gust of strong wind whistling around, as well as the roar, sword sound intertwined.

Less than half a quarter.

Everything around was quiet.

Han Xiao was surprised and said, "what's the matter? Am I dead? Why did I not feel pain when I was buried in the belly of wolves? "

"Pa!"

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

Nima! I'll be beaten even if I go to hell.

Han Xiao angrily opened his eyes and saw that there was still a wasteland around him. There were more than 100 dead wolves lying on the wasteland. None of them was alive.