The Demon King is back, leading adorable kids on an adventure around the world!

Luo Tian led the group and flew towards the gray-outlined city for about half an hour.

The scenery along the way changed from sandy land to scattered shrubs, and some drought-resistant short grasses began to appear on the ground.

The dust concentration has decreased, and there is a hint of grass and wood in the air.

Niannian flew at the very front, looking around in mid-air like a little bird just released from its cage.

She pointed to a clump of plants in the distance that looked like hedgehogs and said:

"That's so strange, it's covered in thorns, just like a cactus on Earth!"

Xiao Xiao glanced in the direction she pointed:

"It should be a low-level spiritual plant, with very thick leaves, probably to store water."

After hearing this, Nian Nian veered towards the spiritual plant, but Xiao Xiao reached out and pulled her back by her clothes.

"Niannian, don't run too far."

"I'll just take a look!"

"Then you've finished reading it."

"I haven't finished watching it yet, I haven't even blinked!"

As they were bickering, Luo Tian suddenly slowed down and raised his hand to signal everyone to stop.

There was movement at the edge of a dry riverbed not far below; dust was still rising, as if it had just been overturned, and there were some fresh scratches and a few dark marks on the surface of the rocks.

A person lay face down at the bottom of the riverbed, with a dark crack running down the back of their light gray robe, and something was seeping out from the edges.

Three monks dressed in dark shorts stood beside her, one of whom was bending down to grab her wrist.

Niannian first saw the three cultivators, then looked at the person lying on the ground.

She landed on the edge of the riverbed; her footsteps didn't stop, but her voice arrived first:

"What are you doing? So many grown men are bullying a wounded and vulnerable woman! She's already immobilized, and you're still hitting her!"

The person who had been bending over straightened up, turned around, glanced at Niannian, and looked the child who had suddenly appeared up and down.

The tone wasn't exactly harsh, but it was definitely not polite either.

"Kid, mind your own business and get out of here."

He continued to reach out, but before he could touch the man's wrist, a golden light shot out from the side, knocking his outstretched hand away.

He took a step back and turned to look in the direction from which the golden light had come.

Luo Tian did not land, but hovered not far above the riverbed, looking down at the scene below.

Seeing another monk trying to flank him from the side, he slightly tilted his finger to the side.

Another beam of light shot out and struck the gravel at the cultivator's feet, causing him to stop in his tracks.

"You were blocking the road and killing people, we happened to be passing by and intervened to save you."

Luo Tian slowly descended from the sky and landed steadily on the ground.

"Is this too much to ask?"

The three cultivators exchanged glances, and the one in the middle took half a step forward and sized up Luo Tian.

He then glanced at the people who were falling down behind him, including Nian Nian, Xiao Xiao, Xiao Jin, Luo Nannan, Qi Qi, Qian Qian, and the Ku Mu Venerable.

His gaze lingered for a moment when he saw Venerable Kumu and Luo Tian.

Although Luo Tian, ​​Xiao Jin, and Luo Nannan's cultivation levels were all suppressed to the peak of the Integration stage.

However, Venerable Kumu did not suppress it; his late-stage Void Refinement aura was already considered quite high in the desert region.

Luo Tian stood there, his aura calm and steady, like a rock. That calmness made him even more unpredictable than his arrogance.

The man in the middle was silent for a moment before speaking:

"This is our business, it has nothing to do with you."

After saying that, he didn't leave immediately, as if waiting for Luo Tian to make a statement.

Luo Tian neither stopped him nor moved aside; he simply stood there, motionless.

After a few moments of stalemate, the leader withdrew his hand and said in a low voice:

"Let's go!"

The three of them did not look back and walked a distance along the riverbed.

After rounding a protruding rock, their figures were obscured by the rock and could no longer be seen from their position.

Niannian squatted down next to the person lying down, reached out and touched the side of her neck, then withdrew her hand and looked at her fingertips:

"She's still alive, but she's badly injured and has lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss."

She turned to look at Luo Tian, ​​waiting for his instructions.

Luo Tian walked over, squatted down, and turned the person over so that their face was facing up.

The first thing I saw was a young woman with delicate features, but her face was pale and her lips were chapped.

There was a penetrating wound that stretched from the collarbone to the shoulder. The skin and flesh at the edges were slightly rolled back, and although most of the blood had dried, it was still seeping out.

Luo Tian looked at the direction of the wound and the traces of spiritual energy fluctuations remaining at the edges.

He gently pinched the direction the blade had slashed with his thumb and forefinger.

Then, using the pad of your thumb, gently close and then loosen the edge of the bleeding flesh.

"Little one..."

He moved aside to make room for Xiaoxiao.

Xiao Xiao squatted down and placed his palm over the wound on the woman's shoulder.

The emerald green light slowly seeped into the edge of the wound, gradually closing and receding.

During the treatment, the woman's brows furrowed slightly before gradually relaxing, and her complexion became much rosier.

When Xiao Xiao withdrew her hand, the wound had mostly closed, leaving only a light pink mark at the edge.

After Xiao Xiao finished her treatment, she stood up. Her gaze did not linger on the wound, but instead swept over the edge of the woman's robe collar.

There was a dark coat of arms embroidered there, the edges of which were worn quite a bit.

However, the general outline can still be seen; it is a combination of a tree and a parallel line.

Xiao Xiao glanced at it once and then looked away, without mentioning it to anyone.

The woman opened her eyes shortly after the treatment ended.

He first looked around blankly, then suddenly sat up.

His gaze swept quickly over the people around him, finally settling on Luo Tian, ​​as if he were judging something.

Luo Tian squatted down not far in front of her and glanced at her:

"How did you get this emblem on you?"

The woman paused slightly, glanced down at the worn, dark emblem on the edge of her collar, then looked up cautiously and asked:

"Who are you? How do you know this person?"

Luo Tian didn't answer her question. His expression remained calm, as if recalling past events, and he casually asked:

"Is there anyone in your family named Fang Sheng?"

The woman narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression turning serious:

"That was our family's ancestor, who passed away many years ago. Do you recognize him?"

Luo Tian remained silent for a moment, then gently exhaled:

"Yes, that was over a thousand years ago."

The woman was stunned. More than a thousand years ago, that was when her ancestor was still alive.

This person looked to be in his early thirties, yet claimed to be of the same generation as our ancestor.

She quickly glanced at Luo Tian and the children behind him, her gaze sweeping over Luo Tian, ​​Xiao Jin, and Luo Nannan several times.

She couldn't discern their specific cultivation levels. The barrier was like a mountain shrouded in mist; she knew it was very high, but couldn't see exactly how high it was.

She made a decision in her heart, suddenly turned her body towards Luo Tian, ​​and knelt on the gravel ground of the riverbed:

"Senior, please save our family!"

Her voice began to tremble slightly, as if something that had been suppressed had suddenly found an outlet.

"The Fang family of Heluo has been besieged by three families for almost a month."

The older generation is almost at their breaking point, and the younger generation has already been sent away. I was intercepted on my way to send someone off...

Her shoulder was still trembling slightly, and a little blood seeped out from the edge of the wound that had just been slightly closed.

But she didn't look down; she just knelt on the gravel ground, her eyelashes drooping, waiting for Luo Tian to speak.

Niannian stood next to Xiaoxiao, looked at the woman kneeling on the ground, and then at Luo Tian.

She tiptoed closer to Xiaoxiao's ear and whispered:

"What kind of place is the Fang family in Heluo? Is it far away?"

She turned her head slightly and lowered her voice to reply:

"It should be a local family power."

Niannian said "Oh" and then looked at Luo Tian.

Luo Tian did not immediately answer the woman kneeling on the ground.

He looked down at the pebbles and sand on the riverbed, his thoughts seemingly returning to that year.

That simple, smiling face would always appear before him, and he would call out "Brother Luo" over and over again.

After a moment, his thoughts were pulled back, and he stood there for a while before slowly speaking:

"Get up, take me there to see."

The woman looked up and paused for a moment, then quickly stood up.

Because the movement was too fast, she swayed a little, and a small hand supported her elbow to steady her.

Luo Tian glanced again at the emblem on her collar.

The dark emblem had rough edges, but the underlying outline had not been completely worn away.

He withdrew his gaze and cleared those fragments of time that were flowing back from his mind.

Niannian waited nearby. Seeing the woman stand up, she turned to Xiaoxiao and said:

"It seems her family is in big trouble. Dad promised to help her. Does that mean we're going to fight again?"

Xiao Xiao glanced at Xiao Niannian, a strange light flashing in her eyes:

"Maybe so, let's wait and see."

Niannian tilted her head and thought for a moment: "That's fine, let's take a look first."

After she finished speaking, she looked down at her empty waist, touched the spot on her belt where her sword used to hang, and then put it down.

"Without the Taiyi Sword, can I still dominate the battlefield? Hehe, it would be quite fun to swat people with my bare hands like swatting ants, wouldn't it?"

Little Niannian's little mouth revealed a devilish smile, and she unconsciously clenched her little fists...