Under the siege of the Tianjian Sect disciples, the monster's body was covered with wounds, and its movements were not as fast as at the beginning.

Bai Yumo easily dodged the monster's tail, raised her sword, and chopped off the head of the Nascent Soul stage monster with one sword. The monster's huge body collapsed with a loud bang.

She sheathed her sword and turned away without paying any attention to the dead monster.

She quickly ran to Bai Feng's side, and only felt relieved when she saw that he was fine.

"Brother, it's been solved."

"Yeah, I'm almost done."

Bai Feng nodded, and as he carved the last array pattern, a translucent film rose above the temporary camp.

Because the incident happened suddenly, he simplified many steps. Although this formation can now barely reach the fifth level, its functions have become much simpler.

He only retained the recognition function, and the rest was all added to defense.

"Let's do this for now."

Bai Feng looked at the formation and nodded. This way, if they encountered another invasion by monsters, they would be able to hold out for a while.

He turned around and looked at Su Lanqian who had made great efforts in the formation: "Thank you, Senior Sister Su. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can ask me for help, provided that it is something I can do."

Su Lanqian nodded quickly.

In fact, she now has something she wants Bai Feng to help her with, and Bai Feng is sure that he can do it.

but……

She was too embarrassed to speak.

"Brother, several disciples of the Tianjian Sect are trapped by a group of mysterious guys. As the eldest sister of the Tianjian Sect, I need to go and help. You..."

Bai Yumo's tone was a little conflicted. Bai Feng's injuries had not yet healed, so he was not suitable to travel with her, but she was worried about leaving Bai Feng in the camp.

Suddenly she felt that the position of the eldest sister was not that good. If she were not the eldest sister, she would not have to worry about this issue and could directly choose to accompany Bai Feng in the camp.

"I'll go too."

Bai Feng did not plan to stay in the camp. Although the camp should be safer because of the formation he had set up, according to the Law of the Son of Fortune, it is generally safer to be with the Son of Fortune.

If the three sons of luck were not there, something might happen to him if he stayed in the camp.

And because this behavior is good for the Son of Luck, he doesn't have to worry about the system stuffing him with luck points. On the contrary, if he stays in the camp without moving, the system may accuse him of not rescuing someone from danger and stuff him with luck points.

"Well, I will protect you."

Seeing this, Bai Yumo stopped hesitating. Since Bai Feng also wanted to go, then all she had to do was protect him!

…

After Bai Yumo announced that she was going to rescue Lin Yan, Luo Chen and others, the camp quickly became busy, and Su Lanqian also hurried into her rest room to pack her luggage.

First, put away the bowl that Bai Feng used to eat porridge yesterday, and then the most important bedding!

She stared at the bedding on the bed and swallowed.

That night she mustered up the courage to let Bai Yumo rest in her room, which was the best decision!

She slowly reached out her hand and gently folded the quilt, then lay on it. She could even smell the scent left by Bai Feng when he was lying on it.

She didn't even dare to imagine what it would be like if this quilt covered her.

It should be like being hugged by Bai Feng...

'Well, what are you thinking about!'

Su Lanqian reached out and knocked on her head to stop herself from thinking about it any further.

“We need to hurry up!”

She tried hard to keep her mind empty and stuffed all the bedding, sheets and other items into the storage bag. Then she looked at the bare wooden bed reluctantly and walked out of the room quickly.

A few minutes later, a disciple who stayed in the camp because of injury planned to find a place to rest for a while, and then he saw a room with only a bare bed through the half-open door.

"Huh? Wasn't there anyone living here before?"

…

"The people from the Heavenly Sword Sect are almost here, are you still not ready?"

The man in black robe was already a little impatient. They were clearly just a few Jindan stage disciples, but why were they acting like some cockroaches that could not be killed?

"It's very strange. The flames in the formation seem to be absorbed by something, and even the power has decreased a bit."

One person answered, his face beneath the mask full of suspicion.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise coming from the formation, and the formation, which had already been in disrepair for many years, was even more damaged.

“Haha, I did it!”

Inside the formation.

Lin Yan breathed out a breath of flame. Although he was sitting in the fire, the flame did not dare to get close to him at all.

He slowly raised his right hand, and a flame fell on his hand and danced gently, like a docile puppy.

"Brother Luo, thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me!"

Lin Yan turned around and said to Luo Chen with a smile, then he waved his hand, and the flames that Luo Chen and others could not do anything about instantly dissipated.

Luo Chen was delighted when he saw this: "Congratulations, Brother Lin, for making further progress in your cultivation."

"I have only just achieved the Golden Core stage. I am still far behind you."

Lin Yan touched his nose. Not to mention Luo Chen, the veteran Jindan, even Bai Feng, who originally had a lower cultivation level than him, became a Jindan one day earlier than him.

But he was not discouraged. Others had their own opportunities, and he had his own opportunities. He just needed to keep moving forward steadily.

What's more, Bai Feng entered the Golden Core stage earlier than him, and he could only feel happy. After all, Bai Feng's talent was average, and even if he had an opportunity, he still needed to work hard on a daily basis. He sincerely admired him for this.

"You guys really surprised me a little."

At this time, a voice came from outside the formation. Lin Yan, Luo Chen and others immediately felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy and tightened their weapons.

"I wanted to give the Heavenly Sword Sect some face and let you slowly spit out the inheritance of the Thousand Array Sect, but now it seems that I have to be ruthless."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding flames suddenly dissipated, and then countless swords appeared in the formation.

"Enjoy yourself, but if you can hand over the inheritance of the Thousand Array Sect, I might spare your lives."

"Bah! Don't think a few broken swords can threaten me!" Lin Yan said, "You still want to inherit the throne? You're dreaming!"

"Okay, okay, I hope your mouth can be this hard next time!"

After saying that, the swords in the formation quickly rushed towards the disciples of Tianjian Sect.

“Well done!”

Flames ignited on Lin Yan's body and he transformed into a giant flaming hand, crushing the flying swords and knives.

At the same time, Luo Chen also clenched his sword again, and the sharp sword energy fought against the swords in the formation.

…

"Be careful, there's someone here!"

Bai Yumo suddenly stopped and saw two men in black wearing black cloaks standing in front of them.

"How about we sit together and have a cup of tea?" A man in black sat on a tree stump with a pot of tea floating in front of him.

"Get out of the way."

Bai Yumo gripped the hilt of the sword, her eyes slightly solemn. She felt that the enemy in front of her was a little strange.

There seems to be a strange power in them.

"That won't work." The man in black shook his head. "The front has been occupied by us. Wait until we have taken the treasure before you go over."

"Just the two of you?"

"Of course not, I don't have the guts to fight against the Tianjian Sect's senior sister!"

The man in black shrugged his shoulders, then he raised his hand and snapped his fingers. In an instant, a large group of monsters emerged from the forest behind him. Their cultivation levels varied. Some were in the foundation-building stage, some were in the golden elixir stage, and there was even a Nascent Soul stage. It was conservatively estimated that the total number was at least over three hundred.

However, the eyes of these monsters were all dull, basically the same as the Nascent Soul stage monsters that had been killed before.

Bai Feng stared at the other silent man in black and couldn't help muttering in his heart: "How come I met another son of luck?"

Could this be the lucky son of a villain?