After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 805
Ah Rong's body is too huge, and also has a bird's body, which is too eye-catching. On the contrary, Miao Shun, who has a vigorous figure, is extremely fast on land, and can hide is the best candidate.

Miao Shun stepped out of the space, feeling the cold surroundings, quickly took out a large white felt from his storage space and covered Shen Qingyi's body, carried Shen Qingyi on his back, sniffed the air with his nose, and chose a The direction moved forward quickly, and disappeared in the snow field in a few clicks.

Tianyuan wrapped around Shen Qingyi's wrist, Ah Rong curled up in her arms, and Ah Qing returned to the space, managing the space while also meeting the needs of the group.

Pan Kong stays in the Record of Reincarnation of Life and Death, and occasionally reminds him when he feels something is wrong with his breath.

This was the most tacit cooperation between them, and even Ah Qing, who was in charge of logistics, was very excited.

This feeling of being needed and fighting together is really good!
The cold wind howled and the snow fluttered.

A figure flashed across the snow quickly.

The temperature of Shen Qing's whole body was very low, the deep red between his brows was still there, and the hostility around his body had not yet dissipated.

Miao Shun's movement of running forward suddenly stopped, and his light leopard feet pressed down on the ground.

"I feel that the temperature in the east is higher."

"Then go over there!"

Miao Shun immediately turned around with Shen Qingyi on his back and headed east.

The wind and snow fell on the big felt, and the cold air was mostly blocked by the big felt.

After a great battle, Shen Qingyi, who fell into weakness, quickly recovered the spiritual power in his body.

And the real reason why she didn't open her eyes now is that the memory lens in the Sea of ​​Consciousness space has not been completely unsealed.

Shen Qingyi, who blocked his memory for the first time and escaped into the Ruthless Art, has not been able to control it well, so it is so slow.

The waves beat against the beach, and after half a month, the fighting beach finally returned to its original appearance.

Because of that battle, it also alarmed the Tuntian Python who was practicing in seclusion, and let him know that under his cleaning, there were monks secretly hiding in his territory!

Now they are brazenly fighting in front of his house!This is a naked provocation to him!
Immediately, Qiu Shan and the nearby sea area fell into the sweeping of the Sky Swallowing Python.

A group of monks from the Immortal League managed to escape to the foot of the mountains, and a group of eight were panting heavily.

Shi also spat hard towards the ground.

"How unlucky! Finally sneaked into Qiushan, saying that he would take advantage of other monks who dare not go in, and go in to get a handful of Qiushan's specialties! Now they didn't make any money, but almost lost their lives!"

"The monks who fought against the Holy King's Palace, they didn't fight sooner or later, but they fought at this time! How unlucky!"

"Okay, don't talk about it, if you want to blame, you can only blame our bad luck!"

"Why are we so unlucky? Then how do we calculate our capital? These years, the Holy King's Hall and the monks in the lower spirit realm have stirred up troubles, and the people from the Immortal League and the Holy King's Hall have benefited a lot. Why? What about us? Didn’t we fight for the resources of the Fallen God Small Realm? We paid a lot of money to get in, but we didn’t even get half a dime of the benefits, and we still have to worry about whether we will because of Without the protection order of the Xianmeng, the Holy King Hall who was killed with red eyes was killed as a monk in the lower spirit realm!"

The group gradually quieted down.

In the fairy world, not every fairy is able to enjoy unlimited scenery, and sometimes the competition there is even more fierce than the competition in the lower spirit realm.

The forces in the fairy world and the disciples they recruited have also undergone too many changes.

Among them, "qualification" is an inescapable fate!

At the beginning, who of them didn't soar into the fairyland with excitement and longing?But what awaits them?
There are many lines in the fairy world, and it is difficult for a loose immortal without background to move forward. Only monks who have experienced it can know.

As for the original longing and expectation?How many monks can still maintain their original aspirations in the repetitive and complicated life day after day?
Without resources, they can only stay where they are, and if they stay where they are, they will have to stagnate, and if their cultivation is low, they will have to be bullied... The cycle goes on and on, it is more like a reincarnation that can never get out, unless you suicide.

How many monks in the fairy world kill themselves every year because they can't stand the invisible pressure?
From the original genius to the waste in the corner of the lower domain that everyone despises in the fairy world!
They said that they don't have the ability to pay back their superiors but their inferiors, that they just use some stupid methods of hard work, that their efforts are not worth mentioning, and that it is their great blessing to be able to ascend to become a servant of the fairy world. They say they can't stand it, it's your own problem, it's your own heart that can't handle it...

In this world, what can kill is not only the gleaming weapon, but also a word, the human heart!It's arrogant!It's prejudice!
Those people stood at the highest point of morality, pointed at them, and then preached kindly, but they didn't know what it meant to kill people!
"Forget it... It's useless to complain here, let's hurry to the next place and see if there is anything useful there."

A group of eight people repaired and tidied up, and planned to leave, but they turned around, and they were suddenly shocked.

The weapons in their hands were displayed one after another.

"who?!"

In the dark, one foot stepped forward, gradually revealing the whole figure.

The nun held a blood-stained scimitar in her hand and wore a dark red hat.

Aware of the high-level cultivation of the female cultivator Yuanying, several people looked at each other.

"A monk in the lower spirit realm?"

Only the monks in the lower spiritual domain can't even afford a decent magic robe.

They glanced behind Jiang Miaoyu again, and found that there was no one else, their eyes lit up.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat!

They have just experienced a loss, so how much can they make up for at this moment!
Several people immediately surrounded Jiang Miaoyu in tacit understanding.

"Don't blame us! If you want to blame it, you are monks in the lower spiritual realm! If you stay in the lower spiritual realm peacefully and don't come in to get involved in this matter, how can there be so many things now? If you want to blame it, blame your greed ! Overreaching!"

After saying this, the guilt in the hearts of several people disappeared without a trace.

Yup!

It's all because they are overthinking their own abilities. The world of cultivating immortals is a law of the jungle, without strength, and they still want to enter the small world of fallen angels to take advantage of it?
How can there be such a cheap thing in the world?

If you want to blame, you can only blame them for their own lack of strength!
Moreover, the situation of the few of them has become more difficult because of the involvement of these monks from the lower spiritual realm. Isn't it right for them to collect some rewards from them?

Jiang Miaoyu hid in the tree at first, but she heard everything they said.

Don't be angry, don't be angry with the Holy King's Palace and the Immortal League, don't be angry with them for bullying the weak.

Seeing their expressions change now, and the greed in their eyes getting stronger, she was not surprised at all.

(End of this chapter)