"Brother Jiang, you have worked hard all night, you should go and have a rest." Kong Ju said politely with a smile.

In fact, whether it is Jiang Bairen or Kong Ju, at this level, it is no problem for them to not sleep for seven or eight days.

Jiang Bairen just didn't want to see those villagers who couldn't be beaten or scolded, and just wanted to hide away in peace, so he waved his hand and said, "Don't be polite, go ahead, I feel a headache when I see those people."

Kong Ju laughed and looked around again. After making sure there was no danger for the time being, he nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble Senior Brother Jiang."

As he said this, he jumped down and continued to fall with the help of the protrusions on the cliff.

Most of the villagers resting in the narrow gap were very sleepy after traveling all night and were already snoring loudly.

The eleven disciples, including Xie Guangan, were on guard in all directions and did not dare to slack off at all.

Because Mutian had some cultivation, although not at a high level, he had reached the third level of Yanglun, so he was not very tired. He pulled the little girl to sit on the stone pier beside the narrow gap, smoking his pipe with a worried look on his face.

Until Kong Jue's figure appeared in front of him.

"Long time no see, Pastor brother!" A gentle voice came from Kong Ju's mouth. He lowered his voice for fear of disturbing the villagers' rest.

Makita raised his head and looked at the familiar smiling face of the young man. He was obviously stunned for a moment, and then his old face was filled with joy.

"Junior Brother Kong! Are you also in this team?"

Because of the pest control matter, Makita regarded Kong Ji as his benefactor, and the old farmer's joy was definitely not fake.

"I was in charge of alert, so I couldn't come and greet Makita first." Kong Ju didn't mind the smell of smoke on Makita and sat next to him.

The little girl next to Makita opened her childish eyes wide and looked at Kong Ju curiously.

Because Kong Ju was the youngest in the entire team, he looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and had a delicate appearance. The little girl felt inexplicably close to him and was not afraid.

Kong Ju reached out and touched the girl's head, then asked with a smile, "Is this your granddaughter?"

The girl, who was only five or six years old, was not shy at all. She responded seriously in a childish voice before Makita could say anything: "I am grandpa's granddaughter. My name is Makiya."

"Mu Xiaoye, what a nice name." Kong Ju was delighted and complimented casually.

The little girl was very happy to hear that and smiled sweetly: "Brother is also good-looking."

Makita loves Maki Xiaoye very much and smiles foolishly with a doting look on his face.

After a round of greetings, Mu Xiaoye was tired and fell asleep in Mu Tian's arms.

Mutian lit up his pipe again, took a long puff, and asked Kong Ju in a deep voice, "Hey, Junior Brother Kong, tell me the truth, how dangerous is this evacuation?"

The old man didn't know what the Blood Robe Alliance was, nor did he understand the fighting outside. He had been cultivating spiritual fields in the Cangwu Sect for his entire life and just wanted to live in peace.

Who knew that he would be hit by a disaster so suddenly? He sighed all the way.

However, with Mutian's decades of experience in the Cangwu Sect, he still smelled an unusual smell in the air, and this evacuation was bound to be risky.

Kong Ju originally wanted to just say a few words to comfort him, but seeing the serious look in the old man's eyes, he finally swallowed the lie that was about to come out of his mouth and just said in a deep voice: "Very big."

"But don't worry, I will do my best to protect your safety."

There were too many other villagers, and it was impossible for Kong Ju to be absolutely sure of success with his abilities.

But it is not impossible to do everything possible to protect the grandfather and grandson Makita at the critical moment.

After listening to this, Makita nodded, expressionless, took a long puff of his cigarette, and said softly: "I have lived enough at my age. If that time really comes, I only hope that my junior brother can protect my granddaughter."

"I only come back once every few years. The last time I saw her she was still in her infancy. Now she is over five years old. I feel close to her when I see her. Her father died in the mountains two years ago, and her uncle joined the Cangwu Sect. Now I am her only relative. As long as she can live, I will do anything!"

The old man spoke calmly, but with extraordinary seriousness.

Suddenly, Kong Ju, who was talking to Makita, narrowed his eyes, pulled the longbow to its full length, and shot a bird that flew to the protruding rock above the narrow gap with one arrow.

Puff! The bird's body exploded, leaving blood and flesh all over the cliff, and was frozen by the cold air of the arrow.

The noise here also alarmed the disciples on guard nearby, and Xie Guangan, who was at the sixth level of Yanglun, hurried over to check.

"What happened to Junior Brother Kong?"

"It's nothing, just a bird. I overreacted." Kong Ju smiled calmly and put away his longbow.

"Junior brother Kong, you should also relax for a while. We still have to rely on you from now on." Xie Guangan thought Kong Ju was too nervous, so he comforted him in person and then left.

Only Kong Ju was left looking at the place where the bird died, his brows furrowed.

At that moment just now, he felt that he was being watched and there was a faint smell of blood in the air, so he took action.

I never thought it was a bird.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"I hope I'm overreacting." Kong Ju thought secretly.

On the other side, in a cave about two mountains away from the villagers' team.

Seven disciples dressed in red sat cross-legged with their eyes closed in the cave.

Their sitting posture was very particular, with six people sitting cross-legged on the outside, forming a circle, and in the middle sitting only a young man with a gloomy face.

He seemed to be injured, with blood at the corner of his mouth.

At the moment when Kong Ju shot the bird to pieces, a red-clothed disciple carrying a silver longbow among the six people on the periphery immediately opened his scarlet eyes.

His eyes looked outside the cave, as if he wanted to cross the two mountains and see the young man with a longbow on his back.

"What's wrong?" The man woke up and was asked by a companion beside him.

"My blood flute bird has been discovered." The blood-robed disciple carrying a silver longbow told the situation truthfully.

"The Cangwu sect disciple who was in charge of the alert was very sharp and difficult to deal with. The Junior Brother Wu who was sent to the small town to guard was killed by him."

"It doesn't matter. The Blood Flute Bird looks no different from ordinary birds. He is just suspicious and not sure." Another disciple revived and analyzed the situation while looking back at the gloomy young man who was surrounded by them with his eyes closed.

"It's just that Senior Brother Dou Xiao's injuries require blood and food to recuperate. We can't delay any longer."

Another person said, in a hateful voice: "Aren't they just thirteen small fish? There are only two of them in the sixth level of Yanglun Realm, so they may not be able to be killed. These are thirteen spiritual blood foods, which are very nourishing."

"I agree." The disciple who was shot by Kong Jue and exploded the blood flute bird echoed and reminded his companions: "Killing them will heal Senior Brother Dou Xiao's injuries. You also know that without Senior Brother Dou Xiao's strength as a cover, we will never be able to escape from Beiling County."

Today, Beiling County is surrounded by enemies on all sides, and the disciples of the Blood Robe Alliance have also realized that if they don't escape soon, they will be trapped in this land forever.

As a result, the six people speaking on the spot immediately reached a consensus.

"Well, let's do it tonight. There are no disciples of the Cangwu Sect above the late stage of Yanglun nearby, so this trip is a sure win."

The cave became quiet again.

Only an angry voice was heard, muttering.

"That guy named Shui Zhusheng from Cangwu Sect is really amazing. I heard that he is only ranked tenth in the outer sect. He injured Senior Brother Dou Xiao so badly in less than three moves, and he is only ranked tenth. What kind of monsters are the top ten outer sect disciples of Cangwu Sect?"

(End of this chapter)