Meng Huiling looked back and said, "One Yuan Wanfa Sect. I am being surrounded and suppressed."

Duan Lingye said, "Not good." He turned around and wanted to run away, but forced himself to stabilize and asked hurriedly, "What's going on?"

A hint of surprise flashed through Meng Huiling's heart. Obviously, he didn't expect that Meng Shuai's friend would be a member of the Yiyuan Wanfa Sect. As an old master of the world, he certainly knew the virtues of the Yiyuan Wanfa Sect. Even if he and the Yiyuan Wanfa Sect's old grudges, his son shouldn't have had a temper with the Yiyuan Wanfa Sect's people.

Although he was surprised and even a little dissatisfied, he said patiently in view of Meng Shuai: "Just just now, Wan Yin Wan Fa Mountain was opened, and the realm masters who were fighting for seals came out. As soon as they came out, they launched an attack on Yi Yuan Wan Fa Sect. At the beginning, Yi Yuan Wan Fa Sect caught them off guard, and most of the mountain gate territory was lost, but after stabilizing the position, they stabilized the situation. Now the two sides are stalemate. One of Yi Yuan Wan Fa Sect will release the sealed sword energy, and it is difficult to distinguish with the Lord of the Sword. The other disciples are firmly guarding their positions, and there is no danger in the first instance."

Duan Lingye said, "So that's it, thank you for telling me. Let's take a step first." After that, he clasped his fists and left, and said to Meng Shuai, "I'll take care of Sister Qiu." His figure shook and he had already rushed out.

Meng Shuai pondered for a moment, bowed his hand to Meng Huiling and others and said, "I'll go and ask." After that, he chased after him.

Meng Huiling frowned slightly, did not stop Meng Shuai, but just shook his head and said, "Why would this kid want to rebel against Yiyuan Wanfa Sect, right?"

Meng Shuai was also very confused. Of course, he would not rebel against the Yiyuan Wanfa Sect. Whether from the old things in the universe, Fang Qingyan's hatred or his own likes and dislikes, he wanted Yiyuan Wanfa Sect to collapse immediately, but Duan Lingye was also in the same fight with his companions. It was too unreasonable to ignore it. After all, Duan Lingye is now in the battlefield and is almost seeking death, and he can't watch Duan Lingye die.

After catching up with Duan Lingye, Meng Shuai said: "Are you going to help the sect?"

Duan Lingye glanced at him and said, "Why do you think so?"

Meng Shuai said: "By common sense, what are you doing? You can't just add to the wrongs, right?"

Duan Lingye said, "That's not the case. Although I hate everyone, almost everyone in the One Yuan Wanfa Sect, I still have some feelings for the sect itself. Alas, it would be great if I could not keep people. When the madmen are gone, I will take action. But I am afraid I won't be able to wait that day."

Meng Shuai said: "What?"

Duan Lingye said: "Anyone I hate must be extremely selfish and snobbish, at least like me, who are gloating and happy. How could they rush to the front line? I'm afraid that some people I still admire will not die after they die. Every time the One Yuan Wanfa Sect has a disaster, it is definitely not reborn from the fire, but it is a rotten layer again."

Meng Shuai felt that although Duan Lingye was so disgusted, he would still take action.

He asked again, "Then what are you doing now?"

Duan Lingye said: "I'll go and bring my brother out."

Meng Shuai almost staggered and said, "Who?"

Duan Lingye said, "My brother, why do you show this dislocated chin again? When I said to my sister before, you looked like this. Do you think I was popping out of a stone?"

Meng Shuai really thought he was popping out of the crack of the stone, but he didn't expect that he had a lot of relatives and had a lot of friends. He coughed and said, "Is your brother... a kiss this time?"

Duan Lingye was even more upset and said, "Of course I am a close friend. My brother, Duan Zengming."

Meng Shuai said oh, saying, "He is also a disciple of the Yiyuan Wanfa Sect?"

Duan Lingye shook his head and said, "He is not. He is a fool."

Meng Shuai was stunned again and said, "I thought you would use a little more relaxed word."

Duan Lingye said impatiently: "A fool is a fool. Can I use a word that beautifies a little, and isn't he a fool? He is older than you and has less cultivation than innate cultivation. What is he who is not a fool?"

Meng Shuai touched his chin and said, "It's better than me, not necessarily a fool. After all, I'm a genius." He pretended not to see Duan Lingye's face and said, "Have you taken him the pill?"

Duan Lingye said: "Of course there is no shortage of elixirs. But I said he is a fool, not only refers to his poor qualifications and stupid mind, but also means that he is not motivated. He gives up on himself and gets along with his friends. He has a bad qualification, but he is still able to do it. If he doesn't make progress, he is a bad person, so he is unsuccessful."

Meng Shuai sighed and said, "Don't you care about him?"

Duan Lingye said: "I can care what he can't do, but I can't watch what he has been doing. Not being motivated is a terminal illness and goes deep into the bone marrow. So I just care that he doesn't die. I hope it's still time. Let's go here-"

He turned around and did not go to the battlefield, but went to a flat slope on the mountainside. Meng Shuai understood and said, "Where is the gathering place for the families of Yiyuan Wanfa Sect?"

Duan Lingye said: "It can be said that."

Meng Shuai said: "Are you still here now? Will the sect arrange for them to enter the seal barrier on the mountain to take refuge?"

Duan Lingye said in a secluded manner: "One Yuan, Ten Thousand Dharma Sect, I don't care about these."

Meng Shuai kept silent and ran to the hillside with him.

When I arrived at the hillside, I saw a huge village and town, with small buildings forming streets, all with shops, and it looked like a bustling town.

However, even if there is prosperity, it is the same thing as before. Now the street is empty, with only a bunch of discarded goods left on the street in the east and a cluster of discarded goods in the west. The baskets are overturned and the ground is full of chaos, as if a large number of people have just been crushed by.

Meng Shuai looked at it and understood that Meng Huiling and the others had been watching the fun on the mountain for a long time. How could this market that was dependent on the One Yuan Wanfa Sect be unaware of? The people here were all poor in strength, fearing that they would be in trouble, so they naturally scattered and ran away.

Obviously there were no people left in the town. Duan Lingye was obviously very angry and frustrated. He paused for a moment and ran towards a big house.

That big house is a mansion in the town. In the secular world where Meng Shuai came, at least it was also lived by a small landlord.

Duan Lingye kicked open the door and broke in with two steps in three steps. He saw that the middle door was open and the door was open all the way. If the master left, he would have left in a hurry.

The signs became worse and worse, and Meng Shuai was in a heavy mood. The two walked until the end, which was a bedroom.

In the middle of the bedroom, there was a big bed, and the other person was lying calmly, shouting loudly, and he slept very sweetly.

When Duan Lingye saw the man, he was both happy and angry. After breathing a long breath, his anger surged up. He stretched out his hand and pulled the man off the bed. The man exclaimed, rattled, and breathed out a sip of alcohol.

Meng Shuai stood not far away and smelled a stinking smell of wine. Duan Lingye's face changed slightly, and he slapped him in the face.

The man shouted, rolled on the ground, and shouted, "Brother, what day is today? Are you looking for me to be unlucky?"

Meng Shuai was funny. Before the man woke up, he only slapped him in the face and knew that Duan Lingye had arrived. It can be seen that Duan Lingye was also simple and crude before. As for saying "looking for bad luck", it is heartbreaking.

When I looked closely, the man looked so terrible. If he hadn't seemed lazy and hadn't woken up, he would have been better than Duan Lingye's appearance. But in terms of momentum and temperament, it would be far worse.

This person is Duan Zengming and Duan Lingye’s “hard sutra”?

Duan Lingye slapped him, but he didn't get angry much. He seemed to have a "slow heart" meaning, and said, "Where have the people in your family gone?"

Zeng Ming was stunned when asked. When he looked around, he saw that the yard was empty and said, "Yes, where did they go? Chun'er? Xuemei? Where did they go?"

Duan Lingye said: "They all ran away. I didn't bring you with me when I ran away. It seems that you are a person who hates ghosts."

Duan Zengming was stunned for a moment and said, "What did you run away? I just drank too much and fell asleep. Why did I run away? Did I elope with a young man?"

Duan Lingye smiled and said, "I'm just your brother, not your biological father, otherwise I would have been lost." He stretched out his hand and picked up Duan Zengming's collar and said, "I don't have time to talk nonsense, let's go."

Duan Zengming was carried by him all the way except the backyard. Although Zi screamed, he didn't struggle much. Outside the lobby, the three of them heard someone shouting outside the door: "The people who are still alive in the town come out to gather. Dozens of those who cannot count are all rebel thieves, and they are all killed."

Meng Shuai heard this and said, "Someone in your door is here."

Duan Lingye didn't care, so he was about to push the door out, but he glanced at Duan Zengming's appearance in his hand, stopped and said, "Go out later."

He was originally a person who was unscrupulous. In the 10,000 Dharma Sect, only others asked him, but no one asked him, let alone the unknown servants who came from nowhere. However, when it comes to Duan Zengming, even Duan Lingye was a little difficult to meet.

After a while, the door opened and several warriors came in to search through the cabinets. These warriors were all guarding the first or Yin-Yang period, and were considered young masters in the One Yuan Wanfa Sect, but in the eyes of Duan Lingye and Meng Shuai, they were worthless. Since they did not want to see people, they would naturally not find them.

After searching for a while, after confirming that there was no one, the people went out. After a while, someone heard a voice outside the door, shouting and shouting, obviously gathering people.

Meng Shuai thought to himself: It doesn’t sound like someone looking for survivors. What kind of person is there?

When he was curious, he stretched out his hand and the wall turned into a mirror, instantly reflecting the situation on the street outside clearly. As long as there is light, the rules of the mirror can observe everything.

I saw more than twenty people standing on the street, surrounded by a group of warriors. These twenty people must be all the people left behind, most of them were ordinary warriors below the innate world, and they were no different from mortals in the five directions. For some reason, they were all innate warriors, and they were like tigers surrounding a group of lambs.

At this time, a man came from outside the town with a majestic appearance.

When Meng Shuai saw it, he couldn't help but be happy. He was still an acquaintance.

This person is Li Jiankun of the Li family.

Li Jiankun waved his hand and said, "Are everyone?"

Someone respectfully said, "There are only these few people left."

Li Jiankun nodded and said, "Okay. Listen to you. From now on, the surname of Yiyuan Wanfa Sect will be Li."
Chapter completed!