With the Lujiazhuang incident, the Wudang and his group no longer had the intention of finding people.

I rested in this dense forest for half a night.

Wait until dawn.

Before they could make any moves, a disciple of Quanzhen Sect came to the door.

Two came.

This time, we came not by Mongolian soldiers, but by real Quanzhen disciples.

The two looked as usual, as if they hadn't heard of what happened last night.

It was just told Lan Li and others that they came to lead the way specifically for the group.

For the next half day, the group looked ugly.

It's not just because of last night.

And because they really took the wrong path in the wrong way...

The two Quanzhen disciples seemed to know that they had a bad image and did not say much along the way.

After waiting for Lan Li and others to the assembly point in front of the Tomb Sect.

He got into the crowd and disappeared.

The campsite is big!

This is a huge camp that can be built with thousands of people.

Because they are all martial arts masters, it is effortless for everyone to cut down wood.

When Renli and others arrived, the appearance of a small town had already formed here.

There are also meat soup sellers in the camp...

Maybe Wudang's clothes are very recognizable.

After seeing them, many people helped guide them, so that Lan Li and the others could quickly find another team in Wudang.

Um.

The others were not lost because they arrived yesterday.

After learning that Lan Li and others had actually walked to the north, these guys almost laughed and almost turned their backs.

But it's fine.

They came late, so they didn't have to build their own houses.

The group gathered for a while and started to talk about the topic.

For example, just yesterday, Murong Fu, who had met Lan Li, was beaten out after breaking into the formation.

The little monk from Nan Shaolin was also stung by bees and is still lying on the bed.

"You haven't seen it, just yesterday, those baby fists-sized bees.

Blackness is everywhere.

As long as you are not careful and bees are stung by bees, then you are waiting for a group of people to come to you!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Jian let out a 'hissing' laughter from his mouth.

And stare at Lanli with a weird look:

"This is how the little monk from Nan Shaolin was planted.

Junior Brother Mingyue.

Do you want to try it? You can't stand it with your body?"

"Well...."

After hearing what he said, Lan Li blinked:

"Do I look stupid?"

"Oh!" Zhao Jian shook his head and said:

"You didn't see the girl who controlled the bee yesterday.

That person is so beautiful.

I'll tell you.

Just that very stinky Murong Fu, isn’t he quite arrogant?

Just him.

When I saw the girl yesterday, I ran over with a silly moment.

He kept shouting "cousin" and "cousin is me".

We were laughing at our big teeth…”

Lanli: "..."

After a moment of trance, Lan Li secretly pinched his finger.

Is it Liu Tianxian?

True or fake?

Hold on!

Don't laugh!

You must not laugh out loud!

After hearing the words of Cang Jian, Lan Li could already have that kind of scene in her mind...

A girl who is as fucked like Wang Yuyan in terms of clothing and temperament.

Suddenly appeared in the formation.

It’s still my ‘mysterious’ cousin!

If he was in Murong Fu's position, he might have to try to recognize someone...

Hold back the smile in my heart.

Lan Li said with a stern face:

"And then, you thousands of people were stopped by a girl all day?"

"How can it be?"

Zang Jian gave him a blank look and then thrust at Lian Nishang:

"See, this is amazing.

You didn't see the momentum she took action!

After diving into the bee swarm, the man rushed in with his body-protecting true energy!"

"Um?"

Lan Li glanced at Lian Nishang sitting in the distance, and then asked curiously: "What's the matter?"

"Then...a girl in black was slashed out with a palm."

While speaking, Hidden Sword Moves Lan Li to look at Lian Nishang's shoulders.

There was a white gauze scarf tied there.

"She was injured?"

"Well, before leaving, the woman in black was shot with an injection. It seemed that she was not seriously injured."

"Woman in black? Did she say what her name is?"

"I heard from others that my surname is Li..."

"Li Mochou?"

"Uh... you know?"

Zang Jian was a little stunned. He didn't remember this name. How did Lan Li know?

Renli shook his head at him.

Stand up and walked to Lian Nishang.

"I heard you were poisoned?"

Lian Nishang, who was closing her eyes to rest, suddenly raised her head.

A pair of cold pupils stared at Renli for a moment.

Then, it turns into plainness:

"I can't die. My internal strength and mental methods can restrain all kinds of strange poisons."
To be continued...