"Okay!" Hua Taixiang walked to one side of the road and lay on the ground: "Sister, you really don't care? This is the most chaotic world I have ever seen."

Qin Shuang simply put away the Demon-Suppressing Tower and smiled and said, "It's not that easy to manage. If you want to manage, you must be fair and just. You have to ask the reasons for the fierce fighting between the two sides. Even if it is the robbers who kill people and grab treasures, can you guarantee that they did not find a reasonable excuse in advance? It will be a waste of time, and the time wasted more than waiting for them to end the fierce fighting here.

And the current environment is beyond control."

While speaking, Qin Shuang looked forward. At this time, a fierce battle was taking place in front.

Another important reason why Qin Shuang ignored it was that both sides of the fight were human race. At this time, one side of the human race was besieging the other side of the human race, releasing the voice of Taoism, the screams of wounds, the angry curse, the rampant laughter, the mixed together, and the extremely chaos.

Maybe Qin Shuang and the others came here late, and the monks on one side had already gained a great advantage. So Qin Shuang didn't wait long before the previous battle ended.

However, the winning side did not quickly kill the opponent or quickly rob the opponent's resources, but instead surrounded the remaining monks, pointed and laughed loudly.

Qin Shuang gradually frowned, because the laughter in front of him lasted for a quarter of an hour, but it still did not disappear. Qin Shuang was a little impatient and raised her head and patted Hua Taixiang's head. Hua Taixiang stood up and walked forward.

Gradually, more than twenty people appeared in Qin Shuang's vision. The twenty people besieged a circle, pointed and laughed constantly in front of the circle.

"This robber is really unprofessional! Everything is for resources. Shouldn't it be whistling and whistling? Why are you still playing here?"

Qin Shuang sat on Hua Taixiang's back, looking lazily at the backs of the twenty or so people.

There were more than twenty monks lying on the ground. At this time, there were only three people who could stand in the encirclement. These three people were all women. Among the three people, a young man sat cross-legged, looking extremely injured.

At this time, the three women were holding fairy weapons in their hands to protect the young man in the middle, but everyone's face was very pale and there was a hint of fear in their eyes.

Among the more than twenty monks surrounding them, a tall monk was obviously their head. At this time, there was a female monk under his feet.

The female cultivator kept bleeding from her mouth and nose, and her whole body was stomping on her body, and she had lost the ability to resist.

The tall monk looked cruelly at the pale-faced woman opposite, stepped on one leg of the female cultivator under his feet, grabbed the other leg of the female cultivator with one hand, and slowly teared it. He wanted to slowly tear the female cultivator in half.

"ah……"

The female cultivator began to scream in a shrill voice.

The twenty monks around him all showed cruel and playful smiles on their faces. They looked at the three pale women and surrounded them tightly in the middle.

Almost all the immortal soldiers in the hands of these monks were inferior. Only the leader held a medium-grade immortal sword and was wearing very ragged clothes, giving people the feeling of a low-level adventure team.

He was slowly tearing the leader of the female cultivator on the ground, and his ears suddenly moved, and he stopped to tear the female cultivator's hands.

The woman cried without any pain, and she burst into tears.

The leader turned his head and looked at the big dog walking slowly.

He was more than five meters long and was covered in golden retrievers, majestic. On the back of the big dog, there was a lazy woman sitting, looking at this side indifferently.

At this time, the three women surrounded in the middle showed hope in their eyes and looked at Qin Shuang.

A woman's hand holding the fairy sword suddenly clenched, as if she wanted to take advantage of the monks around her to be attracted by the man and dog, and break through. However, she was gently pressed by one hand.

The woman turned her head and looked at the woman beside her who held her hand, and her eyes showed crazy desire to die:

"Anyway, it's dead, let's fight. Do you want to be humiliated by them first and then killed?"

The woman holding her hand looked at Qinshuang in the gap between the robbers and said softly:

"Our mission is to protect the young master, and we cannot give up. As long as the young master's poison is cured, we will have hope."

"Yes, as long as the young master wakes up, killing them is like killing a chicken." The third woman said.

"Go and see!" The robber leader waved his head to a monk beside him.

The monk nodded, turned around and walked towards Qinshuang, stretched out his hand and said:

"Stop!"

However, the big dog flowers are too fragrant, let alone stopping, the frequency of their steps has not changed at all, and they still walked towards those people slowly.

Qin Shuang was still sitting lazily on Hua Taixiang's back, looking lazily at the monk opposite.

The leader glanced at Qin Shuang, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes. Qin Shuang's expression was too lazy, and it seemed as if he was looking at some ants. He immediately let go of the hand holding the woman's ankle and brought seven or eight monks to Qin Shuang.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. Although Qin Shuang was the only one on the opposite side, he couldn't see through the other person. The cruel smile on his face disappeared and shouted in a cold voice:

"Friends, we're here to do business, give face, back and wait a moment, and make friends."

Qin Shuang was about to speak, but suddenly closed her mouth. Then she heard the sound of clothes behind her coming quickly.

"Pu Lala..."

A blood-red shadow, like a bloodline, was very fast from far to near. When the blood-red figure passed by Qinshuang, it suddenly paused and revealed a clear figure.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a blood-red robe, with a faint red floating in the whites of his eyes.

The man looked at Qinshuang, as if confirming something, and then bowed to Qinshuang and said:

"Do you want me to help you kill all these people in the way?"

Then, he saw his eyes looking at the robbers, and the faint redness in his eyes gradually became richer.

Qin Shuang looked at him curiously and could feel a trace of demonic energy lingering from him. However, the blood-robed monk in front of him was a human race, not a demon race.

"Who are you?" Qin Shuang asked lazily.

"Blood Demon!"

Before the blood-robed monk could answer, he saw the robber leader opposite and exclaimed in shock. Qin Shuang was shocked.

I was really shocked!

It was not because the robber leader had a loud voice, but because he heard the word "blood demon".

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