Tian Xingjian wanted to say something more, but Yuan Fei intervened, "Xiao Hong said she won't hinder us, why are you so busy? Besides, there are evil cultivators lurking here, so you can just leave her alone.

Here?"

Tian Xingjian thought for a while and felt that what Yuan Fei said made sense, so he stopped trying to persuade Yin Xiaohong.

Chen Yang glanced at Yuan Fei with disdain.

When this boy saw this girl, his soul was taken away.

Chen Yang was worried about being suspected by Yin Xiaohong, so he did not say anything to dissuade him.

Yin Xiaohong seemed to have no intention of taking action against them, and still had time to consider countermeasures.

So, Yin Xiaohong followed the three of them to the mountain col where the mutant wild wolves were located.

Not long after leaving, Tian Xingjian noticed something was wrong.

"Why is the smell of blood getting stronger and stronger?"

He sniffed everywhere, then frowned and said.

Chen Yang also smelled the smell of blood, walked straight to the edge of a downhill slope, and frowned.

"There are dead people here."

He said slowly.

Tian Xingjian hurried over, took a look and breathed a sigh of relief, "Not a disciple of Baiyang Valley."

The corpse on the slope was dressed in green clothes, with many tears in the clothes, exposing the bones.

"We were attacked by a pack of mutant wolves."

Yuan Fei took a look and said.

"Isn't this nonsense? There is no meat left on the skeleton."

Tian Xingjian said disdainfully, picked up the ax and walked away.

Not far away, Yin Xiaohong was too scared to get close.

"It is said that the mutated wild wolves have the strength to enter the outdoor scene for the first time. It is difficult to deal with them in large numbers."

Tian Xingjian reminded me.

Several of them were in the interior realm, so they were not too worried.

However, for practitioners in the outdoor realm, hordes of mutated wild wolves are a great threat.

What Tian Xingjian is most worried about is that the Baiyang Valley disciples will directly encounter wolves. In that case, even if the Valley Master has the inner realm, he will not be able to spare any effort to protect every disciple.

So a few people quickened their pace, and soon found the aura of a practitioner appearing in front of them again.

"Are you a disciple of Baiyang Valley?"

Yuan Fei saw several practitioners wearing white robes, turned to Tian Xingjian and asked.

Tian Xingjian shook his head and said slightly disappointed: "The clothes they are wearing are not Baiyanggu clothes."

It's not just Baiyang Valley disciples who wear white clothes. Many sects also wear white clothes. Tian Xingjian is the most familiar with Baiyang Valley and can tell the difference at a glance.

"He seems to be a disciple of Wanxiang Sect."

Tian Xingjian frowned and stared at the weapons in the hands of several people.

Wanxiang Sect disciples mainly use swords. The five people in front are either holding long knives or hammers, and the weapons are not consistent.

"Be careful."

Chen Yang also noticed something unusual and whispered a reminder.

Yuan Fei looked at Yin Xiaohong beside him and said: "Xiaohong, you go to the side and hide for a while, and then come out after confirming that everything is okay."

Tian Xingjian finally couldn't help but said: "Mr. Yuan, I didn't expect you to have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you are also a guy who forgets his kindness. I also want to hide."

"roll."

Yuan Fei gave Tian Xingjian a cold look.

Yin Xiaohong gave a sweet smile and said, "No, I have a pretty good magic weapon in my hand. It might be able to help when I'm in danger."

Yuan Fei wanted to persuade him, but the practitioner on the opposite side came over first.

The first man with a scarred face looked at Chen Yang and asked, "Are you from Baiyang Valley?"

"That's right."

Chen Yang nodded.

"Go ahead, kill them!"
Chapter completed!