Old Yun and Qu Chi were fighting in dire straits, and Mo Buyu was not idle on the other side. He knew that there was a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage here, so he never helped Qu Chi. He was just silently searching for the traces of the monk with his spiritual sense. Dan Xiaoyan also did not move after setting up the formation.

"Mother, what should I do now?" Luo Xi's delicate face was a little gloomy at this time. The three Nascent Soul cultivators were surrounded by the monks of the Sword Sect, and no one could easily escape from such a place.

However, what Luo Xi was most grateful for at this time was that Luo Gan had already left here first, and even if he wanted to work hard, he would have no worries.

Thinking of this, Luo Xi mentioned Qinglan Sword and was about to go out to help Mr. Yun. However, when she walked to the door, she was blocked by an invisible wall of air.

"Mother?" Luo Xi looked at his mother with some confusion, not understanding why she was trying to stop him at this time.

Luo Xi's mother shook her head expressionlessly, "What's the use of using your cultivation? You don't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder in front of them."

My mother's words were a bit realistic and even a bit ugly, but Luo Xi had to admit that with her cultivation, there was no big difference between her, whether she was Qu Chi, Mo Buyu and Shan Xiaoyan, and other outer disciples. But, is it because it was useless to watch it?

"Mother, I can't watch Mr. Yun fight bloody battles for us, but I hide here and live a life of silence. My heart of Tao cannot allow me to do such a thing." Luo Xi said seriously.

This incident was originally caused by them. Luo Xi and her mother died if they died. Anyway, their identities are retainers. It is normal for retainers to die for the head of the family, but Mr. Yun is not. He helped them entirely because of his personal friendship. If Mr. Yun dies here, they will not be able to forgive themselves in their hearts, both for Luo Xi and her mother.

"So, even if I die, I should go." Luo Xi's mother's voice seemed so powerful.

"Mother, but you..." Luo Xi couldn't bear to look at her mother. She knew that her mother had never been a combat monk. Although she was a Nascent Soul cultivator, her real combat power was not high. Moreover, her mother had been injured before, which greatly reduced her combat power. When Mr. Yun said that his old friend was inconvenient, it was not entirely a lie.

"Stop talking, I have lived to this day for a long time. Even if I die here today, what's the point? As long as death makes sense. As for you, my daughter, living is not only for yourself, but also for the young master. The world of cultivation is vast and dangers are endless. The young master's identity is exposed, and life in the future will be extremely difficult. You must protect him."

"But" Luo Xi said to her mother with a desperate look on her face, "Do we still have a chance to escape today?"

It’s not that Luo Xi’s idea is too pessimistic. In fact, even if the mother and Mr. Yun join forces, they are definitely not the opponent of the three people on the other side. And it is definitely impossible to break the barrier outside Yi Luo Xi’s strength.

"Wait, this opportunity, Mr. Yun and I will create for you." After calmly saying this, Luo Xi's mother quietly walked out of the room and flew towards Mo Buyu in the air.

"I finally came out." Mo Buyu looked at Luo Xi's mother who was gradually reaching the same sight as him. After feeling the other party's spiritual power, his eyes focused on a tortoise shell in the other party's left hand.

"Phase Skiller?" Mo Buyu couldn't help but frown. As far as he knew, there were not many Pheasant masters in the cultivation world who could break through to the Nascent Soul stage. Most Pheasant masters died in the process of practice because they leaked too many secrets. Unexpectedly, such a powerful Pheasant master was actually a retainer of those who were suffering. He was really a secret bead.

But Mo Buyu also knew one thing. Although the rareness and status of the physiognomy masters are very high in the cultivation world, their combat power is almost reversed among all the monks. It is almost impossible for such a monk to pose a threat to himself.

In fact, according to Mo Buyu's behavior, generally speaking, he must be polite first and then soldiers. If he can persuade the other party from the wrong path, it will be

The best. But the situation is a little different now. After hearing the master and the others tell each other's situation, even Mo Buyu had already given up on the idea of ​​persuading them to return to the right path for this kind of retainer-like monk.

Mo Buyu had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but it was only a moment in reality, and Luo Xi's mother had no idea of ​​communicating with the other side. In their eyes, the Jianyi Sect had proved that they were just a group of madmen since the original massacre, and communication did not exist.

There was a hidden disease in Luo Xi's mother's legs, and she was infused with a very powerful sword intent by some monk from the Jianyi Sect. The sword intent was raging like a storm in her legs, constantly consuming her physical and spiritual power back and forth. It was just one time that Luo Xi's mother could only choose not to walk, because every step was a torture for her. But at this time, she didn't care about so many people, and she was about to die, and she still cared about these things.

Luo Xi's mother gently instilled spiritual power into the tortoise shell on her left hand. In a flash, bursts of dazzling white light appeared on the tortoise shell. Complex runes appeared in front of everyone through the white light. Then the runes were arranged around Luo Xi's mother as if they had come alive.

"Be careful, junior brother. These runes seem to have a strengthening effect." Shan Xiaoyan reminded Mo Buyu from the side.

Mo Buyu looked at Shi Wei, who was still silently at Luo Xi's mother, shook his head and smiled, "I am a physiognomy master, I have insufficient combat experience. If you put these runes on the senior of the Tianfu Sect, I would be a little troublesome. But if I put them on myself... Haha, do you, a physiognomy master, fight with me, a sword cultivator?"

No matter what type of sword cultivator it is, sword art is their most basic link. Although the monks of the Sword One Sect gained advantages by fighting with the sword spirit, no disciple of the Sword One Sect would think that they would be worse than other monks in close combat. The same is true for Mo Buyu.

But was Luo Xi's mother really going to face the monks of the Jianyi Sect head-on? She saw the corners of her mouth slightly raised, of course not.
Chapter completed!