In the desert oasis, the contradiction was constantly brewing and intensifying.
The people in the tent were struggling to figure out the truth, trying to find a way out of the current predicament. For this reason, even the reputation and integrity of their Big Brother and Senior Brother Wang Lu could be ignored.
Similarly, for the people outside the tent, as long as they could rescue the great elder, they were willing to sacrifice many things.
Sacrificing one's life was the simplest way. In fact, during the confrontation between the two sides, there were many warriors who were hot-blooded and intended to use their own blood to prove the integrity of the desert tribe, but fortunately, the old guys in the tribe stopped them.
The enemy was strong while they were weak. The situation forced the desert tribe to not be hot-blooded. It was easy for a few of them to rush in and commit suicide, but if they provoked the anger of the other side, who could stop them with the current combat power of the desert tribe?
Therefore, after a long time, the demons outside the tent were still in the stage of protest. Although the wording was gradually getting stronger, it had no essential impact.
"Humans! Is this the way you self-proclaimed righteous sects do things? "
"We treat you with sincerity, and even saved the lives of both of you, but you are ruthless towards the great elder. You are simply heartless! Aren't you afraid that when you ascend to the heavenly tribulation, your soul will fly away and scatter! "
"Release the great elder, and we can let bygones be bygones."
The people in the tent were already tired of hearing such protests. After a while, someone simply set up a soundproof technique at the entrance, and it suddenly became quiet.
And a quiet environment was indeed more conducive to people's thinking.
"Do you think we should call the others?"
"Others? What do you mean? "Lin Wan looked at Feng Yin who suddenly put forward a suggestion.
"I mean those people in Blessed Fountain — didn't Big Brother previously establish a base at Blessed Fountain? There should be our three teams there, and Senior Sister Cai Xia is also there. If she can come, perhaps there will be a way. "
"Ask for help from Blessed Fountain?" Lin Wan murmured, "But isn't Blessed Fountain fighting with the flood dragon in the final battle? It's impossible to take out manpower, right?"
Feng Yin said, "I just communicated with Blessed Fountain not long ago. Their progress is very smooth. Yesterday, they fought a fierce battle with the flood dragon and won a great victory!"
The others were stunned when they heard this.
"Now that Blessed Fountain has completely entered the harvesting rhythm, it doesn't matter if there is one less or one more person. What's more, the Blessed Fountain base was originally just a frontier base. After the completion of the Blessed Fountain strategy, it was impossible for all three teams to stay at Blessed Fountain. Most of them would continue to explore the Savage Land. They might as well come here and join us. This desert oasis, if we dig deeper, I am afraid it is a place with more potential than Blessed Fountain. "
Feng Yin's suggestion quickly gained the support of many people.
"Agreed. Since the current situation isn't something we can solve, it's only natural to bring in new reinforcements."
"Although the management trainee program this time is to train each of us to be independent, in the face of such a big event, sincere cooperation is fundamental."
Seeing that his Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters had agreed, Feng Yin nodded. "Then I will prepare to write a letter to Blessed Fountain. Unfortunately, the altar is a bit far away. I will have to trouble one of the Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters to help me."
"Senior Brother Feng Yin, I suggest you don't do that."
"Huh?" When Feng Yin heard this, he was surprised for a moment. Turning his head, he saw that the one who spoke was actually the silent and low-key Junior Sister Wang Wu.
Junior Sister Wang Wu, as always, was immersed in cultivation. At this time, she was sitting cross-legged. The magical power in her whole body was like a tide. Obviously, she was in the middle of cultivating. If Feng Yin hadn't heard it clearly, he really wouldn't have been able to see that it was Wang Wu who spoke.
"Junior Sister Wang Wu, you just said … that I should not write a letter for help? Why? "
Wang Wu replied without opening her eyes, "Because Big Brother doesn't want too many people to get involved in this matter."
"How do you know?"
"I just know." After Wang Wu finished speaking, she no longer spoke. No matter how Feng Yin asked, she remained silent, which made Feng Yin uncomfortable for a while.
However, after so many years of getting along with fellow disciples, he had long been accustomed to Wang Wu's maverick behavior. For her, there was nothing more important in the world than cultivation. Of course, if it wasn't so, with her aptitude and perception, she would never be able to reach this step today.
For a long time, whether it was the sect's experiential learning or other activities, she had never come to the front of the stage. She always followed behind others and spent most of her energy on cultivation. As for experiential learning, she was also a fanatic of retreat. More than three hundred days a year were spent in retreat at home. She was an out-and-out "squatting at home".
Just now, she took the initiative to speak, which was a very rare thing. For her suggestion, Feng Yin also intended to seriously consider it.
The reason was very simple. Because she was personally brought here from Blessed Fountain by Feng Yin and Wang Lu. Moreover, it was not a secret in the golden generation that Big Brother was optimistic about Wang Wu.
However, if they didn't write a letter for help, would the current situation drag on indefinitely? After all, this was other people's home ground! These desert demons looked weak, but they had been fighting against an incredibly powerful invisible demon for two thousand years … Once they decided to fight at all costs, could they really stop the thousands of people outside the tent with just these few people?
Time passed bit by bit in anxiety. After no one knew how long, they suddenly saw the curtain of the tent move, and a demon race girl came in.
Seeing her, one of the several cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect was surprised. "Why are you here?"
Zhang Sheng stood up and looked at the plump but pure and immature girl at the door in surprise.
When the girl saw Zhang Sheng, she smiled happily and then gestured with her hand.
"You mean the Elders told you to come? This … The situation is so tense now, what can you do here? "Zhang Sheng was puzzled and at the same time deeply anxious.
As he said that, someone behind him blew a whistle. "Junior Brother Zhang, control yourself! Don't fall into other people's honey trap and defect to the enemy. "
Zhang Sheng angrily turned around and said, "You don't need to tell me, I know!"
"Really? In short, don't do stupid things. Let me tell you, although there are thousands of immortal cultivation paths, controlling your own feelings and acting rationally is the king's way. Of course, I know that you cultivate Emotion Sword, but love is love, don't forget the friendship and bromance between us! "
"Wang Chenye, shut up!"
As soon as Zhang Sheng's roar fell, the curtain of the tent opened again, and the second girl came in. She was as hot and sexy as the first one, and had the same pure and innocent appearance.
Wang Chenye was still laughing, but when he saw that person, he couldn't laugh anymore. He stood up and said, "Aqing, why are you here?"
That demon race girl also gestured with her hand, which surprised Wang Chenye greatly. "Are you also sent by the Elders? Strange, why did they send you here? Really, the situation here is tense, and we can't rule out the possibility of fighting. What if you accidentally hurt yourself? Hurry up and go back! No, I really can't rest assured, let me send you back! "
"Hey, Wang Chenye, are you the one who defected to the enemy?"
However, without waiting for Wang Chenye to explain anything, the two poison-extracting doctor girls made some gestures with a slightly bitter smile.
Wang Chenye and Zhang Sheng's faces changed at the same time.
"Ridiculous!" "Impossible!"
Among the few people, only these two had a fate with the poison-extracting doctors, and thus understood the desert tribe's sign language. The others saw the change in the two's expressions and were curious. "What's wrong?"
Zhang Sheng shook his head and didn't say anything. He just hugged the demon girl tightly and refused to let go. Wang Chenye was relatively more relaxed. After a sigh, he smiled bitterly again and again.
"The Elders of the desert tribe carefully inquired about the situation in the tent and felt that the three of them were poisoned by the sand, so they were unconscious, and then … they sent them here."
Suspecting that the three of them were poisoned by the sand, they sent the poison-extracting doctors? This … the unfolding of this plot was really delightful!
Whether Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang were poisoned by the sand or not, the people present couldn't tell. This sand was invisible and colorless, and only these demons could accurately identify it. Logically speaking, how could the three of them be poisoned by the sand in the oasis city for no reason? If this city was not safe, these demons would have long been extinct. Therefore, the possibility of them being poisoned by the sand was not great. This was also the reason why they kept the demons outside the tent from the beginning.
However, the current situation was that, after so long, the cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect couldn't determine the crux of the problem — of course, because none of them had heard of the existence of dream building technique. Thus, when the desert demons proposed the possibility of the sand poison, they could no longer deny it.
Moreover, the desert demons also calmly proposed: If you don't believe us, it doesn't matter, but at least let us save our tribe's Elder.
This request was reasonable and difficult to refuse. However, for Zhang Sheng and Wang Chenye, if they wanted to agree to it, they really needed a psychological struggle.
The method of poison extracting doctors was well known. For the desert tribe, this was a necessity for survival, but for these two young people with shallow experience …
"Are there no other poison extracting doctors?" Wang Chenye smiled bitterly and gestured with sign language.
The demon girl seriously responded, "Among the tribe's doctors, only the two of us are qualified to extract the poison for the Great Elder."
"… Damn it, why do we need to pay attention to the qualification for this thing?"
"I'm sorry, if there's nothing else, we have to extract the poison for the Great Elder as soon as possible." The girl's look was particularly serious.
Wang Chenye was speechless. He turned his head to look at Zhang Sheng and saw that his Junior Brother's complexion was livid, but he didn't say a word. He just let his sweetheart come closer to the Great Elder.
Wang Chenye could not help but sigh with emotion. Junior Brother Zhang Sheng was indeed worthy to be a cultivator of Emotion Sword. If he loved a person, he would love her everything. He could even disregard the cuckoldry on his head. This kind of breadth of mind … was better not to imitate.
The several other cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect in the tent also sighed with emotion. They were afraid that the road of love of Zhang Sheng would be full of troubles, so they didn't care much about the two poison extracting doctors.
At this time, a trace of black light suddenly appeared in the eyes of one of the demon girls.
And she was only a few steps away from Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang.
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