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Looking at the blood hole on his left hand, Xiao Chen took a deep breath. It seemed that his left hand was temporarily disabled.
Xiao Chen took out a blood-tonifying pill, crushed it, turned it into a pool of medicine, and applied it on the wound. Suddenly, there was a cool feeling, and the pain on the wound was relieved a lot.
After tearing off a strip of cloth from his clothes and tying up the wound, Xiao Chen walked forward to look for the branch that shot out.
Walking forward ten meters, he saw that the branch passed through his arm, then penetrated several big trees, and finally nailed to a big tree.
Xiao Chen pulled it off with force and observed it carefully. He found that the withered yellow branch was only as thick as a thumb and less than one meter in length, but it exuded a faint brilliance.
With some surprise in his heart, Xiao Chen shrouded his spiritual consciousness on the branches and finally saw a difference. The branches contained more spirituality than Mo Fan's weapons.
Thinking that one of the techniques in the Complete Collection of Cultivation requires such a spiritual natural thing, Xiao Chen happily incorporated it into the Qiankun Ring.
After identifying the direction in which Xiao Yulan and others were leaving, Xiao Chen used the Thunder Escape Technique twice in succession, and finally saw the figures of everyone.
"Cousin Xiao Chen, what's wrong with your left hand?" Before he got close, he saw Xiao Yulan running over from the crowd and asked with concern.
Xiao Chen smiled and said, "It's okay, it's a small injury. It'll be fine in a day. Come on, I'll take you to the Xiao family camp."
This time, no one dared to refute Xiao Chen's words, and no one showed dissatisfaction on the road. The incident he just experienced made Xiao Chen completely gain prestige among this group of people.
On the way to the next, Xiao Chen kept his consciousness out, and when he encountered monsters, he temporarily avoided them, and there was no fight along the way.
Two hours later, everyone finally arrived at the Xiao family camp. This camp was a simple camp established by the seniors of the Xiao family for their experience.
There are only three simple wooden houses in the camp. Although they are simple, they are equipped with all kinds of daily necessities. It is a perfect place for everyone to live and rest in the next few days.
The consciousness did not feel any danger in the camp, so Xiao Chen said: "Everyone, clean up the camp first. The dust must have accumulated since you haven't been here for so long."
The crowd dispersed. These warriors were all the elites of the younger generation of the Xiao family. They were doing things without hesitation at this moment. Xiao Chen was very satisfied.
"Ah! There is a dead person here" An exclamation interrupted Xiao Chen's thinking.
Xiao Chen hurriedly ran over. The deceased was an old man, wearing the clothes of the Tang family. Xiao Chen frowned slightly, why did the warrior of the Tang family come here.
The death of the old man was very horrific. His chest was broken open and his heart and lungs were missing. It seemed that he had been eaten by a monster. No wonder people who saw this body were so panicked.
Xiao Jian, who was checking the body on the ground, said: "This man has the realm of a great martial artist, and he died not long ago."
Everyone was shocked, how could the great martial artist of the Tang family come to the Xiao family camp and be killed? It was unbelievable that the great martial artist was killed on the edge of this area.
¡°Look, there¡¯s a body here too.¡± There was another exclamation.
This body was found in a wooden house. Xiao Chen, who was like lightning, rushed over quickly. The death state of the body was exactly the same as the previous one.
Seeing his clothes clearly, Xiao Chen was shocked again. He was a member of the Zhang family, and he was also a warrior in the realm of a great martial artist.
All the clues in his mind were connected together, and a scene appeared in Xiao Chen's mind. Before the trial in the dark forest had begun, two great martial artists sneaked into the Xiao family camp.
With the level of a great martial artist, everyone here can be easily wiped out. However, for some unknown reason, these two great martial artists were killed by monsters in the end.
Thinking of this, Xiao Chen shuddered in his heart. In order to kill him, the Tang and Zhang families even dared to violate the rules set by the city lord. There was nothing they dared to do.
"But I want to see how many great martial arts masters you have come to die," Xiao Chen said fiercely in his heart.
Everyone worked together to find a place to bury the two corpses, mainly because they were afraid that the corpses would attract more powerful monsters. Seeing the two great martial artists who died tragically, everyone felt a shadow in their hearts.
Next, under the command of Xiao Chen, everyone began to set up some alarm traps around the camp. Everyone had experience in Qijiao Mountain. This kind of trap was easy to make and not difficult.
"Ye Lan, you and I go out and check the surrounding environment. We will start officially hunting monsters tomorrow."??!
The huge force knocked Ye Lan into the air, but he did not panic. He turned around in the air and landed firmly on the ground. He stood with his sword and looked at the salamander with a playful expression.
With her robe dancing on her body, the eternal darkness of the dark forest at this moment cannot cover up the endless fighting spirit in Ye Lan.
Xiao Chen smiled faintly, with a look of satisfaction on his face. Ye Lan's strength was not weak after all. As long as he overcame the shadow in his heart, resisting the Salamander was not a problem.
It¡¯s hard to say whether it can be killed or not, but Xiao Chen is not too worried. As long as they become proficient, everyone will make progress after going through the cycle of life and death.
Because this is the meaning of the trial. To wander between life and death and experience the true meaning of martial arts is the fate and pursuit of all warriors on the Tianwu Continent.
Man is determined to conquer Heaven. My fate is determined by me and not by Heaven. I am heading towards the road, one after another. Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, I will not be afraid. I will keep my sword close to my body and never stop with the thoughts of a warrior.
Such a life will not be inactive because of being ordinary, and life will not be mediocre because of loneliness.
Just like those who pursued their ideals in previous lives, although the paths are different, the avenues are the same. If you have a firm belief in your heart, you will surely have a brilliant future in the future. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com