Chapter 297 Friendly Forces

"I must be dazzled. I actually saw Xiaoyao Sect's junior brother."

"You're not the only one who's dazzled. I saw it too."

"Hey, it seems like he's holding someone in his arms." Someone stretched his neck to look.

"Not sure, let's see."

“…”

The young disciples discussed in low voices.

Han Yicheng and several other leading brothers had serious expressions on their faces. They said nothing, their eyes fixed on the young man opposite them.

While being alert, he secretly sized up the other person.

They knew Lu Huai of the Xiaoyao Sect, a young prodigy who had reached the late Nascent Soul stage. But the sword energy Lu Huai had just wielded was far more powerful than that of the Nascent Soul stage, at least at the Spiritualization stage, or even higher.

His cultivation level is not right. In this case, this person's identity is very suspicious.

Nan Xiao was held tightly in Lu Huai's arms. She was clueless about the situation around her and could only vaguely hear a few discussions.

Lu Huai's expression was indifferent, and his gaze stayed on them for a second. The powerful aura and murderous intent around him subsided, and he looked innocent and harmless again.

He spoke first, "Senior Brother Han, Senior Brother Yang."

Han Yicheng was still a little uncertain, and was slightly surprised when he heard Lu Huai take the initiative to talk to him.

Judging from the situation, it doesn't look fake.

Be cautious and observe again.

Yang Boyong was delighted: "Junior Brother Lu, it really is you. I thought it was something pretending to be you. How did you get thrown in by that thing?"

He never doubted that he was the one who got the man down.

I'm still wondering if it's because they just happened to meet the Ghost King, and they just happened to find a gap to escape, so the Ghost King threw them down and stewed them in a pot.

Lu Huai raised his eyes and his gaze fell on the magic weapon in Yang Boyong's hand, and he understood everything that had happened before.

After thinking for a moment, he slowly said, "If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Senior Brother Yang who pulled us down."

Yang Boyong looked bewildered: "???"

He was stunned for a moment, thought about it briefly, and stammered, "I...I just pulled you."

Lu Huai denied: "No."

Yang Boyong breathed a sigh of relief: "That's not bad."

There is still hope of getting out.

But before he could fully exhale, Lu Huai continued, "The one he pulled was my senior sister's pet."

Yang Boyong: “…”

Is there any difference?

It’s over. My hope of getting out won’t be “broken” in my own hands, right?

He didn't give up.

Nan Xiao listened to what they said for a few minutes and roughly guessed the ins and outs of the matter.

What a coincidence! The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, and family members no longer recognized each other.

Well, we are not really a family... but it seems that we are in the same camp at the moment.

Nan Xiao thought seriously.

Lu Huai held her too tightly, and she struggled a few times, but it was useless.

There was nothing I could do but cling to his arm, stick my head out, and show my signature eight-tooth smile: "Everyone, long time no see."

Everyone: “…”

My heart finally settled down.

Yang Boyong said with a sad face: "Junior Sister Nan, you are coming down too."

Nan Xiao ignored his expression of despair and praised him sincerely, "Well, Senior Brother Yang's magical weapon is truly powerful. I had no chance to resist and was completely subdued."

This didn't sound like a compliment, but she said it sincerely.

After hearing this, Yang Boyong became even more withdrawn.

There was no hope of getting out.

Nan Xiao has come down, which means that the fixed point where his magic weapon is locked has also come down.

There is little hope of getting out!!!

Is it really their fate to give the Ghost King an extra meal?

The others also looked dejected. They thought they had caught a "big fish", but it turned out to be a friendly force.

For a moment I didn't know who to blame.

Nan Xiao obviously didn't understand their feelings from hope to despair.

They didn't even feel happy to see them. In their eyes, they were just two more unlucky people trapped.

Nan Xiao glanced at the crowd. Several direct disciples from the Four Phases Sect, Changning Sect, and Tianjian Sect were there, as well as young disciples from various sects.

After searching around, she found a few young disciples of Xiaoyao Sect, but she couldn't find her second senior sister.

Nan Xiao asked, "Brother Yang, are you the only ones here? Is there anyone else? Have you seen my Second Senior Sister?"

Yang Boyong drooped his eyelids: "Junior Sister Qiao and the others are on the other side."

Nan Xiao's eyes lit up. It was great that Second Senior Sister was here.

She tugged at Lu Huai's sleeve and said, "Let's go find Second Senior Sister."

Lu Huai lowered his head, his eyes fixed on her smiling face. His cold brows seemed to be touched by the warm spring sun, tinged with warmth: "Okay."

Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on the two of them.

Some of the young disciples still had gossip in their eyes as they glanced back and forth between Nan Xiao and Lu Huai.

"Oh my god, I discovered something! I feel like there are pink bubbles around my little senior brother and little senior sister. I've only seen these bubbles on Second Senior Sister and Senior Brother Zhou."

"Coincidentally, me too."

“Tsk tsk tsk…”

“…”

Ye Lingling turned half her head and walked to Gu An's side: "Third Brother, there is no hope for you~"

Gu An frowned, trying hard not to scold her: "Junior sister, pour out the water in your head. The relationship between her and me is the most unbreakable financial relationship. Understand?"

Ye Lingling didn't believe it: "You wouldn't say that on purpose so you can hide in bed and cry at night, would you?"

Gu An's face darkened, and he didn't care whether he was kissing his junior sister or not, and directly locked her throat: "Junior sister is still too idle."

Ye Lingling's expression changed, and she didn't dare to joke with him anymore: "No, no, no, Senior Brother, I was wrong."

Song Hui sighed and rescued the man from Gu An's clutches.

"Third Junior Brother, we only have this one Junior Sister now. If you play with her, she's gone for real. So take it easy."

Ye Lingling hid behind Song Hui and made a face at Gu An.

Ever since Shen Chaochao passed away, the brothers and fellow disciples in the sect seemed to have returned to normal.

She originally had a somewhat strained relationship with several of her senior brothers, but over the years, the relationship became much more integrated.

Even though Su Yan was not around, Song Hui still looked a bit like the leading senior brother.

"Junior sister, you should be a good boy too."

Ye Lingling rubbed her arms and stood a distance away from him with some disdain: "Second Brother, you'd better scold me a few times. I'm so scared when you do this."

Song Hui: "..."

I finally managed to pretend to be a gentle senior brother, but my junior sister took the stage and destroyed him.

Nan Xiao listened to what the people around her said, and the tips of her ears turned slightly red.

She was always thick-skinned, and for the first time, she felt a little embarrassed. But Lu Huai was like nothing had happened, as steady as an old dog, and she could vaguely sense his happiness.

Nan Xiao secretly glared at Lu Huai and said, "It's safe now, let go."

He seemed to have just reacted and slowly let go of her hand.

"Brother Yang, can you please show me the way? Or should we go together?"

Nan Xiao thought that it would be best if they could go together, then they could just go together and there would be no need to go back and forth looking for someone.

Yang Boyong shook his head: "Junior Sister Nan, please ask your sect's junior brothers to take you there. I need to find another opportunity to go out."

There was once an opportunity to get out, but he didn't cherish it.

Now, he regrets it.

He will definitely find a second space crack.