“Crackle—”

There was a slight and delicate sound of flames popping from the campfire.

Ning Caichen leaned in the corner, resting his head on his book bag and cloth, with his eyes half opened, carefully looking at Zhao Lihe and Ding Xian beside the fire.

After a while, Ning Caichen still couldn't fall asleep, so he opened his eyes and asked, "Where are your other two companions?"

Zhao Lihe did not respond. Ding Xian next to him glanced at him and said calmly, "Go out and release the water."

Ning Caichen swallowed his saliva and said hesitantly: "But it's almost half an hour, and they haven't come back yet..."

Ding Xian said perfunctorily: "People who practice martial arts have good water organs, wide water organs, and sufficient urine volume, so it is normal to keep it for a while."

...Is this really normal?!

Ning Caichen widened his eyes, his gaze moving back and forth between Zhao Lihe and Ding Xian.

After a little hesitation, Ning Caichen said in a low voice with some uneasiness: "Will they be killed by the wild wolves in the forest?"

Ding Xian couldn't help laughing and said, "How is that possible!"

Ning Caichen became increasingly uneasy and whispered, "Before I came here, I heard from people in the county that there are wild wolves in the woods outside Lanruo Temple. They come out in groups to look for food as soon as it gets dark. Maybe we'll run into them!"

Ding Xian asked back with a smile: "Then what do you want to do?"

Ning Caichen hesitated and said, "At least... at least we should go out and take a look..."

Ding Xian said with a half-smile: "We are going out, what about you?"

Ning Caichen hesitated, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go with you too!"

Zhao Lihe couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "You, a poor scholar, are kind and righteous, but these two are highly skilled in martial arts, no worse than the two swordsmen you just met, so you don't need to worry about their safety."

"But……"

Ning Caichen frowned, and before he could finish his words, Ding Xian pointed a finger at his neck.

Ning Caichen's internal energy burst out, and his eyes went dark. Without even a sound, he fell into a deep sleep.

Ding Xian's eyes moved, and his mental power gushed out instantly, supporting Ning Caichen's body against the wall.

Looking at Ning Caichen who had fallen into a deep sleep, Ding Xian smiled and said, "Your Majesty, the little scholar in this story is very cute, but he is too concerned about other people's lives, which makes him a little annoying."

Zhao Lihe glanced at him and said softly, "Thinking about others' thoughts and worrying about others' worries, isn't that good?"

Ding Xian nodded and said, "If you have enough ability, that would be great, but if you don't have enough ability..."

As he spoke, Ding Xian shook his head and said, "That would only hurt others and yourself!"

Just then, there was a rustling sound suddenly coming from the beam above my head.

Ding Xian's expression changed, and he immediately raised his head and looked at the ceiling with a serious expression.

"Your Majesty, it's the mummies whose blood and energy have been sucked out of them!"

"I know." Zhao Lihe didn't even raise his head, just staring at the bonfire in front of him, and said lightly, "Kill them."

"yes!"

Ding Xian's eyes lit up with a gleam of light, his clothes moved without wind, and two white lights flew out from his arms and shot towards the ceiling.

“Knock knock——”

Accompanied by two slight sounds, white light penetrated the beam and reached the narrow space above the ceiling.

Seven or eight horrific-looking mummies were lying there, with their bulging eyeballs pressed against the cracks in the template, quietly looking at Zhao Lihe, Ding Xian and others below.

"How brave!"

Ding Xian sneered, and two white lights suddenly turned from static to dynamic.

In an instant, sword energy spread out in all directions, weaving into a dense white sword net in this narrow space.

The sword blade cut into the corpse's body as if it was cutting into thick leather, raising a cloud of gray powder. The foul-smelling pus fell onto the wooden board along with the body parts, and slowly flowed through the cracks in the board.

After all the mummies on the ceiling were strangled into pieces, Ding Xian raised his right hand, and two white lights immediately pierced through the wooden board and returned in front of him.

They were actually two flying swallows emitting a faint white light.

Ding Xian casually put away his two swords, and then used his mental power again to squeeze the pus that was about to drip out and the corpse parts together, mixing them into a huge gray meat ball.

Before he could take another step, a tiny golden arc of electricity suddenly burst out from Zhao Lihe's body.

Golden arcs of electricity pierced through the air, instantly punching through the wooden board and burning the gray ball of flesh mixed with corpse parts and pus into ashes.

Feeling the terrifying power contained in the golden electric arc, Ding Xian was stunned for a moment, and then quickly waved his hand to sweep away the ashes.

The ashes fell down and drifted around the yard with the cold night wind.

Yan Chixia, who was meditating in front of a Buddha statue, smelled a burnt smell, shrugged his nose, and then couldn't help sneezing.

"What the hell is going on? Lanruo Temple is on fire?"

Yan Chixia couldn't help but murmur, and suddenly the temple door opened, and a gust of cold wind with a strong ghostly aura blew in his face.

Yan Chixia quickly held his breath and waved his sleeves to blow away the ashes mixed in the cold wind. Then he frowned and looked solemnly in the direction where the cold wind came from outside the temple.

"There's a ghost!"

At this point, Yan Chixia could not help but grab his sword, stood up from the mat, gnashed his teeth, and cursed: "Damn ghosts, if you had been at peace with me, I would have spared your lives, but you actually dared to commit murder in front of me, do you really think I have no temper!"

There are rumors in the world that he has gone into seclusion to seek refuge.

Little did people know that he had inherited the legacy and stopped practicing martial arts and started cultivating immortality!

Yan Chixia held a sword in his right hand and a bow in his left hand, and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Okay, okay, since you don't want me to practice well, then tonight I will open your coffins and scatter your ashes!"

After saying that, Yan Chixia sneered and strode out of the temple gate.

…

…

On the other side, Xiahou, who was defeated by Yan Chixia's sword again, left Lanruo Temple angrily.

When passing by a pond in the forest, Xiahou felt his blood boiling and thought of taking a shower to calm down.

As a result, just as I took off my coat and stepped into the pool, a beautiful figure suddenly emerged from the center of the pool.

The person was dressed in white gauze, and her face was pure and beautiful, like a white lotus blooming in the water. Her hair was wet by the water, forming strands that stuck to her fair and smooth skin. The white gauze was soaked and stuck to her skin.

With Xiahou's eyesight as a top swordsman, he could naturally see the graceful figure underwater, with its protruding chest and curved back.

"hiss--"

Xiahou took a deep breath, and the energy and blood that he had tried to suppress began to surge again, and even had a tendency to flow downwards.

However, this forest was filled with spooky spirits, and the sudden appearance of a woman bathing in a pond was most likely not a good person.

Xiahou suppressed the impulse in his heart, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and called out softly, "Girl, you——"

Before he finished speaking, the woman bathing in the water uttered a scream and quickly shrank back into the water, holding the white gauze in front of her chest with both hands, and looked at the black-clad swordsman on the shore of the pool in panic.

But her movement made the peaks on her chest even more majestic.

Xiahou took another breath and couldn't help but stand in awe.

"Who are you?!"

The woman called out softly, her voice soft and numb, like a gentle little hand, stirring Xiahou's heart.

Xiahou swallowed his saliva, resisting the urge to hug the girl and knead her, and said coldly: "I am a swordsman passing by, and I didn't know that the lady was bathing here. I hope the lady will forgive me if I offended you."

“It turns out to be a hero passing by!”

The woman suddenly realized something, then blushed and said shyly, "Do you want to take a bath too? I'll go ashore and give you this pool of water."

"No need." Xiahou shook his head and said, "I can choose another place."

The woman blushed and whispered, "There is only one pond within a ten-mile radius around here."

"If you don't mind my thin figure, why don't we go together?"

Xiahou felt a little nervous, but still hesitated and said, "Is this...appropriate?"

The woman giggled, lowered her eyes, and said with a chuckle, "What do you think?"

Xiahou lowered his head following her gaze, and then saw two big hairy legs.

Hey, when did I take off my pants?

It turns out that my hands were faster than my mouth just now, so it’s okay!

Xiahou's face hardened. Now that his pants had been taken off, a fierce battle was inevitable.

It's a pity that I just had a fierce battle with Yan Chixia and am not in the best condition, otherwise I would have made this young lady know what the sword's direction is and would have charged forward without hesitation!

As Xiahou thought this, he walked into the water with a righteous look.

The woman in white gauze giggled, loosened her hands, floated to the surface, revealing her slim figure.

Xiahou was filled with awe, the tip of his sword became even sharper, and he swam over impatiently.

Just before he was about to approach the woman in the pool, the sky suddenly changed color, and dark clouds rolled in and overturned.

Xiahou and the woman were both stunned and subconsciously looked up at the sky. They saw arcs of lightning surging in the clouds, and a blue thunder suddenly burst out, striking towards the naked man and woman in the pool below.

The woman in the pool screamed immediately and flew away from the pool quickly without caring about her identity being exposed.

Xiahou widened his eyes and was about to mobilize his internal strength to jump out of the water when the blue lightning crashed into the water.

“Crackle!”

Blue arcs of electricity jumped wildly on the water surface, shocking Xiahou so much that his whole body twitched and his hair stood up like popcorn fresh out of the oven.

In just a few seconds, Xiahou rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and floated on the water with his body charred black. It was obvious that he was unconscious.

The female ghost looked at Xiahou floating on the water in horror, turned around quickly, and flew into the woods as if escaping.

"Still want to run?!"

A cold voice came from the woods ahead, and countless blue arcs of electricity appeared out of nowhere, interweaving into a web on the path that the female ghost must pass.

The female ghost showed fear on her face and was unable to dodge. She was instantly struck and her whole body was shaking and black smoke was coming out.

Shen Lian sneered and opened the paper umbrella. A suction force appeared out of nowhere and sucked the female ghost with electric arcs all over her body into it.

At the same time, Lu Jianxing had already arrived at the edge of the pond, dragged Xiahou to the shore, checked his breath, and seeing that he was still breathing, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Second brother, you're too harsh. Aren't you afraid that you'll smite the ghost to pieces?"

"It doesn't matter." Shen Lian walked to his elder brother's side, looked at the unconscious Xiahou and sneered, "I was originally chopping the swordsman in black... What level is he, daring to go after a female ghost, he really doesn't know how to live or die!"