Hearing Qin Jiu's praise, he felt neither proud nor humble.

He just quietly took out the most important inner elixir of the ferocious beast under his feet and put it into the storage space.

Qin Jiu raised his head and saw Li Weiran standing not far away.

Because the journey was so dusty, the red silk covering Li Weiran's face had flown away at some point.

The pair of deep and bone-chilling ice-blue eyes behind the red damask appeared.

That young man's face originally had a bit of childishness to it.

After losing the covering of red silk, she revealed a somewhat strange and frightening mature charm.

Qin Jiu's thinking has always been slow.

But at this moment, I suddenly felt that the two pairs of ice-blue eyes, one behind the other, were very similar.

An idea suddenly popped into his mind.

It turns out that Li Weiran's eyes are also ice blue.

Same as Xiaobao.

It’s the same as Teacher Mo.

…

After taking the inner elixir, the three of them walked forward again.

However, the view is always a long stretch of yellow sand.

Qin Jiu couldn't help but ask: "Xiaobao, Lu, right?"

They had been walking for several days, but the scene they saw every day was exactly the same.

Isn’t this really going in circles?

Xiaobao nodded: "This way."

"How can you be sure you're going in this direction?"

Li Weiran's questioning voice came to his ears.

Xiao Baoli ignored it, but caught the curiosity in Qin Jiu's eyes.

He still said with a straight face: "Intuition."

Li Weiran: "...Haha, it's actually intuition."

Xiaobao heard the teasing in his tone, and his cheeks bulged with anger.

But she didn't look at him, but looked at Qin Jiu and said, "Second Junior Uncle, Xiaobao's intuition has always been very accurate."

"My mother used to go treasure hunting in the jungle, and it was Xiaobao who found the treasure for her."

Qin Jiu nodded without hesitation: "Xiaobao, everything you said is right!"

Xiaobao curled up the corners of his lips, and then gave Li Weiran a fierce look.

Suddenly, his face changed: "Second Junior Uncle, put me down."

Qin Jiu did as he was told.

Xiaobao immediately knelt down on one knee and pressed his little hand on the yellow sand.

Then his expression became more and more solemn.

Buzz buzz——!

The evil-fighting sword on his waist hummed like a warning.

At this time, even Qin Jiu noticed something was wrong.

He quickly took out the [Wanjun Hammer] and pulled Xiaobao behind him.

The sand dunes on the ground suddenly rolled violently like waves.

From thousands of meters away, a circle was formed, approaching the two of them.

Wow!

Sand and dust tens of meters high rose up and fell again, covering the sky and the sun.

After the dust fell, what appeared was a dense army of ferocious beasts.

That's not one, there are three or five.

But thousands of them.

There are all types of these ferocious beasts, including reptiles, tigers and leopards, jackals... countless.

The only similarity is that each one has a pair of green eyes, staring at the two of them greedily.

Qin Jiu's face was solemn, and he swung his hammers and smashed a poisonous scorpion away.

He yelled: "Xiaobao, run——!!"

How could Xiaobao be willing to abandon Qin Jiu and run away at this time?

He raised his sword and joined the battle without hesitation.

His small figure, under the ferocious roars of thousands of beasts, was like a small boat in the sea, ready to be swallowed up at any time.

The strength of these wild beasts is no different from the three lizards they just killed.

But there are simply too many of them.

Even though Xiaobao and Qin Jiu both had amazing talents and strong spiritual powers, they began to be unable to hold on.

They can barely lift their hands.

The spiritual energy in Dantian is almost exhausted.
Chapter completed!