At this time, the guard came back, and the saint said, "Let's leave for food, the food on Hongtou Cliff is good."

Yan Sanlang touched his stomach and agreed without hesitation.

Medical staff were withdrawing from the opposite room one after another. After Yinzha's condition stabilized, he needed to adjust his breathing well. After all, the fierce battle would arrive at a later date in one day and a half.

The saint walked to the big rock on the edge of the cliff and sat down. Yan Sanlang followed and stood behind him.

It was almost dark, and the lights were lit on the houses by the lake, which was warmer than the stars in the sky. Yan Sanlang could still see the ripples on the lake, the outlines of the mountains in the distance, and the crops in the fields undulating with the wind.

The beautiful scenery of the oasis can be enjoyed most of the time here.

The boy's eyes turned back to the saint.

This man sat upright with his back to him. If he raised his leg and kicked him, could he make the saint fall off the cliff and die?

After all, the top of the Red Head Cliff is seventeen or eighteen feet away from the ground.

This idea is really attractive and can't be suppressed as soon as it comes out.

However, the jungle under the cliff was dense. Yan Sanlang looked down and thought that the saint had the cultivation level, so he might not fall to death easily.

As for Yinza’s poison, was it really planted by monsters?

The saint sighed long and said, "This world is so beautiful, and the spiritual energy is more abundant than the world. There is no place for humans to live in."

Yan Sanlang heard the regret in his tone and felt it was very subtle.

This is his life-and-death enemy of Qiansui. The other party has been secretly monitoring them for more than ten years. But it was not until he entered the prehistoric world that he had first contact with the saint.

Yan Sanlang had no idea what kind of temperament and ability this person was.

Now, they are less than ten feet apart, but they can talk freely.

Did he feel in love with the scenery? The Hidden Sea Kingdom was once the homeland where all ghosts were raised, but they also had no place to live.

Yan Sanlang casually said: "Fortunately this is not the world."

When he saw the saint turn his head slightly, he immediately asked one after another: "Isn't it your way to get a Gu in the seal?"

"Of course not." The saint laughed, "Yinza has been controlling the thug for many years and will not compete with me for the 'white star'. What should I do to him? But this result is the best, and everyone is happy."

Yan Sanlang thought about the four words "everyone is happy" and tasted a little cool.

He took a step forward and stood beside the saint: "Six creatures, which path are you in?"

"The way of the earth." The saint glanced at him, "That's all you? Which sect or country are you in?"

"Defend the country."

The saint exclaimed: "I look at your body, hand, mind and nature, unlike the nameless person. Why have you never heard of the name "Xu Wenxian"?"

"I just want to enter the officialdom when I first started my cottage." Yan Sanlang had the longing of a young man in his eyes, "I went to Qianhong Villa and wanted to find some help."

"You are really here in the right place." The saint smiled, his eyes couldn't deceive people. This guy was indeed very young. "How are the profits at Qianhong Villa these days?"

"It's not bad." Yan Sanlang took back the right to ask, "Dare you ask for the name of the surname?"

"My surname is Hai." The saint introduced himself, "there is only one name and one word "Xiao."

"Where is the place to be high?" Yan Sanlang also pursued him relentlessly.

"I am still a savage man in the clouds." The sage smiled slightly, "I am not as ambitious as Brother Xu."

Yan Sanlang scratched the back of his head and looked embarrassed: "I am also nervous. It is said that the Wei court gathers all the wise men, and I don't know if there is a place for me to stay."

"If you help yourself, God will help you. How can you not succeed?" The saint smiled slightly, "Although Wei State has been a bit revival in recent years, and the Duke of the Guardians is willing to delegate power, the court officials of the Wei State are not very impressive. They seem to be full of talents and can count all the hands they use. If you have talent, if King Wei is not dazzled, you will definitely use you."

Yan Sanlang was stunned: "Mr. Hai knows Wei Guo well?"

He automatically upgraded his honorary title.

The saint underestimated: "I will just know a little bit after a few years."

Yan Sanlang stared at the shaking branches in front of the cliff, his eyes flashed slightly: "So Mr. Yihai's opinion, how much is the chance of our efforts being able to escape without mercy?"

The saint looked up at him and saw that he was worried. "It's very small."

These two words came out, and Yan Sanlang's "Xu Wenxian" was immediately stunned: "Very, very small?"

I have never seen anyone destroy my majesty like this.

"You have also seen the battle of the spirit stone transportation last night. There were more than 2,000 dead, and at least several of them were players from Qianhong Villa." The saint said softly, "The next battle to defend the city and the heart-breaking battle will only be even more tragic. If you want to escape unstoppable, I am afraid that no one here dares to promise."

"You can only win but not lose. The end of losing is no different from death." The words are so cruel, and the saint's voice is still as dull as water. "This kind of battle is not easy to fight."

Yan Sanlang lowered his head and covered the thoughts in his eyes.

Have the saints and all ghosts fought this kind of war once before?

They lost, and the ending was indeed very tragic.

"There is no way to go." The saint said this, his tone slightly raised, "No matter how fierce the battle is, there is a chance of death. If you can't take care of others, you can make sure that you can get the chance."

"It is said that the Demon Emperor is extremely powerful and no one can win." Yan Sanlang said in a deep voice, "Where is our chance of life?"

"The power of the oasis may have the opportunity to take a desperate bet."

Yan Sanlang pulled up a blade of grass on the ground and put it in his mouth and chewed it: "Will Mrs. Qianhong give out such a task, or do you think we have the possibility of completing it, right?"

His tone seemed to seek recognition.

Unfortunately, the saint did not accommodate: "She might have thought so at the beginning."

"At the beginning?" Yan Sanlang said strangely, "What about later?"

"Later, the Demon King got Cang Wu's heart, his strength increased greatly, and he was directly promoted to the Demon Emperor." The saint shook his head, "This should be something Mrs. Qianhong didn't expect. The strong enemy we are about to face is no longer the same as dozens of days ago."

Yan Sanlang's face turned pale: "Mrs. Qianhong miscalculated?"

"It can be said that." The saint laughed. "The mission was not well arranged from the beginning, and now the situation is beyond her control, so she must have regretted it."

The mission target to be defeated in the game suddenly became several times stronger. Can this mission be completed as scheduled?

Seeing Yan Sanlang's face dull, the saint comforted him and said, "Don't worry too much. The same thing is said, God will help him, and there will always be vitality."

The boy thought for a long time and was still excited: "Forget it, I'll just sacrifice my life. If this hurdle is passed, the difficulties and obstacles in the future are no problem! If I can escape from the prehistoric world, my goal of coming to Qianhong Villa will be achieved!"

He clenched his fists, looked like he was dancing and cheering himself up. The saint couldn't help but smile: "Okay, okay, young people should have such ambition!"
Chapter completed!