The Ancient Vast Realm

"I said Yinfeng, I said can you stop, I have a headache."

Beside the edge of a cliff, Wumen crossed his arms and leaned half on the rock wall with his burly body. Looking at Yin Feng who was sinking like water and walking back and forth in front of him, his expression looked a little helpless.

However, Yinfeng turned a deaf ear to what Wu Men said. He didn't even raise his head for a moment and continued walking back and forth minding his own business.

"Okay Wumen, don't worry about little brother Yinfeng. After all, it was the two of us who brought him back by force. Speaking of which, I'm also a little worried about the captain and the others."

Not far from the Meridian Gate, in the middle of a half-withered tree, a handsome young man with short hair held a leaf in his mouth, lying on a branch and looking at the stars in the sky that flickered in and out of space, with a vague mouth. Said unclearly.

On the tree trunk under him, the lion-like face was holding a huge bloody animal leg in his hands and chewing it. Hearing the short-haired young man's words, he swallowed the flesh and blood in his mouth and nodded heavily towards the Meridian Gate.

"Yes, I am also worried about the boss, but since the boss asked us to leave, it means he has his plan. Don't worry, with the boss here, your captain will most likely be fine."

Shi Po took out a black wine jar the size of a human head and placed it on the ground. He took a sudden breath and saw that the wine in the wine jar turned into a clear water column and was sucked directly into his mouth. He drank it all in just a moment. Er Jing, with a beautiful wine burp in his mouth.

Seeing Shi Po's behavior, Wumen closed his eyes in pain, slapped his forehead with his huge palm, and slowly slid down his face.

Then he didn't bother to look at the lion who was enjoying the meal any more. He felt that he really had nothing to say to this stupid lion, and he didn't see any worry on this guy's face at all.

Since half a day ago, when these two people came to them with Yin Feng, who had his energy blocked and a gloomy look on his face, Wumen and the others learned a little about what happened in the border area, and also learned about Feng Xuan and Feng Xuan. It turns out that Xiong Yuan is now very likely to be chased by powerful men.

But in the face of this kind of thing, even the few people in Wumen were equally anxious but helpless. Let alone the strength of several people who have not yet fully recovered to their peak state. Even a few people were in their prime. Facing a It is difficult for a powerful person to play any substantial role.

When the quality reaches a certain level, it cannot be compensated by a small amount of quantity. Instead, it can only be a hindrance.

No matter how arrogant he is at Meridian Gate, he doesn't dare to say how long he can hold out against a powerful person. Perhaps the limit is to be able to withstand a few more moves than others. As for other people, they are probably about the same strength as him. Except for Bei Lihong, who can do the same, it is difficult for the others to have any substantial impact on the overall situation.

But if someone could be here, it might be different.

Thinking of this, a thin figure with an indifferent expression on Wumen's mind flashed in his mind. He couldn't help looking up at the short-haired young man Bei Lihong on the branch of the tree and asked:

"I said Bei Lihong, why are you two here with the big monkey this time, where is Brother Lancang?"

"Huh? You're talking about the deputy captain. He had some thoughts, so he stayed in Tianyao City and didn't follow. This time, Shi Po and I followed the captain to the star ruins to find some treasures. You know, their corner How much resources are consumed by the cultivation of the people in the temple?"

Bei Lihong turned around slightly, looked down at the lion soul who was still feasting under the tree, and spread his hands towards the Meridian Gate helplessly.

"It's a pity. If Brother Lancang were here, there would definitely be a way. It would be much better than just the few of us waiting here."

After hearing this, Meridian Gate sighed softly. Naturally, he had expected this in his heart, but he was just unwilling to give up.

Lancang is the vice-captain of Xiong Yuan's Cang Yuan team. He is not only a powerful witchcraft monk, but also an extremely calm think tank. It can be said that even a domineering figure like Xiong Yuan, Most of the time, you will choose to listen to the other person's opinion.

In many cases, Meridian Gate was more afraid of Vice Captain Lancang than Xiong Yuan, a terrifying figure that he had already known in the Holy Land.

"You know, except for the mission in the Black Domain, the vice-captain has always been too lazy to pay attention to us. If the vice-captain had not owed the captain a favor, it would have been impossible for him to agree to join the Cang Yuan Team and become a vice-captain. With him With his ability, I’m afraid it’s not a bad idea to be a think tank in the city lord’s palace.”

Bei Lihong shrugged and said with a somewhat complacent expression.

Although force has always been supreme in the wilderness, sometimes, it may not be absolute. Think about some monks, although they may not be too outstanding in terms of force, they can have extraordinary abilities in other aspects, such as weapon refining. , medical skills, formations and even - resourcefulness!

People like this, although their own strength may not be strong, are deeply valued by the higher-ups of the human race.

"Oh, what a pity..."

Wumen shook his head and was about to continue saying something when he saw a petite figure suddenly jump down from the cliff and shouted towards Wumen excitedly:

"The big guy should be the captain."

The person who came was none other than Duanmu Wan. She was holding a dark butterfly in her hand, raising it high towards the Meridian Gate and the others, her little face looked a little red.

After hearing Duanmuwan's words, the others didn't move much. They saw a figure flash, and Yinfeng's figure suddenly appeared in front of Duanmuwan, looking at her eagerly.

"What? Where is the captain?"

Yinfeng looked around, and finally saw his eyes resting on the butterfly still raised in Duanmu Wan's hand, and his brows gradually frowned.

"What is this?"

Yinfeng was a little puzzled, wondering what the relationship between Feng Xuan and this butterfly was.

"This is what the captain left for me before, saying that I should carry it with me."

Duanmu Wan looked at Yinfeng's somewhat anxious eyes, and couldn't help shrinking her head and explaining in a low voice.

It seemed that seeing the people from Wumen, the butterfly slowly flapped its wings and flew from Duanmu Wan's hand, and then a stream of black smoke flew out of its body, forming a few words

——Replied to Wuyou

Seeing this scene, Yinfeng was slightly stunned, and then realized that this must be what Feng Xuan left for them.

"Great, the captain seems to be fine"

Yinfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and finally let go of his heart.

Not only Yinfeng, even Bei Lihong and Shipo who were watching from the sidelines breathed a sigh of relief. Since even Feng Xuan was fine, it could be said that Xiongyuan was unlikely to have any problems.

"Hahaha, I told you guys you're worrying too much. These are the two captains of the special team of the Demon War City. What could possibly happen?"