Without waiting for Zhuge Mingxi to finish speaking, the young man hurriedly said: "Naturally, it belongs to Zhuge girl, and if you don't like it, it's your turn to get us." ”

Zhuge Mingxi was very useful to this young man's words, and felt that the face he had lost from the people of the Ghost Hall had been regained.

His eyes eased slightly, and seeing that the other young people were silent, he said proudly: "Don't worry, I won't swallow the inheritance alone." ”

Seeing that the faces of the six young men were happy, her eyes turned and she continued: "It's just that I am the only one here who has the highest cultivation, if we can go to the next level, our safety will be more guaranteed." ”

She said it implicitly, but those who could enter this Xuantian Mirror were all family elites, and their brains were naturally not stupid, and they would not fail to hear the meaning of her words.

The young man who was the first to speak hurriedly said: "What Miss Zhuge said is very true, we all understand. If you encounter a lineage, you will naturally accept it first, and we will protect the Dharma for you. ”

"If only you understood." Zhuge Mingxi nodded, his face had completely eased.

With his right hand, he pressed the saber at his waist and looked around.

"It's not a good place to stay for long, let's leave first."

After speaking, he took the lead in the direction where Xuan Liyue left.

The six young men were dissatisfied with her domineering behavior, but they also knew that the six of them together could not be worth one Zhuge Mingxi.

They glanced at each other and followed behind Zhuge Mingxi, while carefully looking around in case those strange trees suddenly attacked.

After walking one hundred and eighty steps, nothing happened quietly around me.

Gradually, they became bolder, looking at Zhuge Mingxi's eyes at the front, they were not as awe-inspiring as they were at the beginning, and they all made their own small calculations in their hearts.

After walking more than two hundred steps, the surrounding trees were still quiet, as if they were really just some ordinary trees, and the scene of Xuan Liyue killing the carrion tree before was like an illusion.

Two of the young men who looked three or four similar gradually showed disapproving expressions on their faces.

The two glanced at each other, and one of the young men raised the long sword in his hand, and through the hilt, poked at a tree not far from him.

Zhuge Mingxi noticed the movement behind him, suddenly turned around, and shouted: "Stop!" ”

However, when she shouted this, it was half a beat too late.

With a "thud", the tip of the young man's sword slammed into the trunk of the small tree beside him.

The small tree shook violently, and countless leaves fell from the heads of several people. Other than that, there was no other movement.

After a few moments, the shaking of the small tree gradually stopped.

Seeing this, the apprehension on the young man's face disappeared completely, and he waved the sword in his hand and said to the rest of him: "Hey, look, nothing ...... at all."

Halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly and looked up in amazement.

Half a meter above his head, a white withered palm that silently peeked out of the thick canopy clutched the hilt of his saber.

It was precisely because he suddenly couldn't shake his sword that he stopped what he was about to say.

Seeing the palm, the young man's pupils shrank suddenly, and his black eyes were full of fear.

The young man standing beside him reacted quickly, and suddenly drew his sword and slashed at the ghost hand.

The moment the sword blade and the ghost hand touched, a sonorous sound of metal colliding suddenly sounded, and everyone felt harsh and unpleasant when they heard it.

But this piercing sound finally shocked the frightened young man back to his senses.

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