Xianxia: My Junior sisters are Weird!
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My Junior Sisters Are Freaks – Chapter 193

Thundering

Thunder rumbled, lightning danced in the sky like a silver dragon, and a pea-sized raindrop was dense and fast!

Strong winds and heavy rain, sand and rocks flew, covering the entire land.

In the dark night.

The pitch-black environment started to become ferocious.

Such a strange weather was truly a once in a hundred year event for the outside world, but for a red cliff thousands of miles away, especially in the depths of the Red Cliffs, it could be said to be an ordinary occurrence.

Such strange weather is experienced almost every day here, and it repeats itself as well.

The explosion!

A thunderous explosion rang out, and then lightning fell down. A flash of lightning instantly illuminated half of the surrounding heaven and earth.

Meanwhile, through a flash of light, three pitch-black figures slowly shot out from the darkness.

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.

The three people wrapped in spiritual energy shields looked extremely calm, as if they had long since gotten used to the terrifying scene before them.

Walking in front was a middle-aged man dressed in flower clothes. He walked as if he was walking on flat ground on a rainy night, and at the same time, he lifted the shiny wine gourd in his hand and gulped down a few sips, looks very happy with himself.

Behind him was a thin figure in black robes. His body was thin dry like a withered twig. People could not help but worry that he would be blown away by the strong wind in the next moment. However, he still gritted his teeth and continued to wreak havoc in the wind and rain, his gaze firm and cruel.

The person behind was a Taoist priest with a beard and white hair. However, at this moment, he was no longer as calm and composed as ever. This was because he did not know how long he had been walking in this harsh environment. He was already injured and had exhausted a lot of spiritual power to condense the protective barrier, his body condition became increasingly worse, and even his steps became irregular.

He could only rush forward one foot at a time, trying not to let the two people in front of him disappear from his sight.

Because he knew that without the protection of the middle-aged man in the clothes of flowers, he would not be able to get out of this vast Gobi Desert. He was afraid that he would not even be able to survive that night.

However, he soon lost his strength. The spiritual power in his body had reached its limit. He took a few more steps and finally slowly fell on the wet sand.

Just as he was about to faint, a voice filled with life changes sounded.

“If possible, then you must endure. We're almost there.”

“Although I can take you there, if you rely on yourself, you will get unexpected benefits.”

Hearing this, the Daoist priest stood up.

On a pitch-black night, lightning strikes from time to time. In that white-haired Daoist line of sight, the figure in flower clothes in front had stopped, as if waiting for him to catch up.

Thinking of the words that the man in flower clothes had just said, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to step forward.

One step, two steps, running..

Every time he took a step forward, the two people in front would also take a step forward. When he stopped and gasped for breath, the two figures also stopped.

The white-haired daoist was a famous cultivator on the eastern wasteland list. At his current position, he naturally had a lot of tenacity and unyielding spirit.

Just like that, he took one step at a time and finally caught up with the footsteps of the two people in front of him.

As the old saying goes, even if a traveler is slow, his heart will always have a purpose!

This saying means that no matter how slow a person walks, as long as he is still walking and has a goal in mind, one day, he will reach an important point of his own.

Not long after, something strange happened.

At this moment, the white-haired Daoist finally understood what the middle-aged man in flower clothes had said about the harvest.

Spiritual energy surged from all directions, washing away his body and mind like a spring. The spiritual energy in his body, which was about to dry up, was actually recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With a puchi sound, the recovered spiritual energy surged again, breaking through his cultivation barrier in an instant and stepping into the Ascension realm.

The other thin figure also underwent the same strange transformation.

His originally withered body slowly became filled. A series of crackling sounds could be heard, and a moment later, he returned to his normal appearance.

He walked to the edge of the lake and slowly lifted the robe on his head. Faces with sharp edges and faint imperial grandeur appeared on the surface of the lake.

He reached out to touch her face, and the cruelty and sadness in his eyes gradually disappeared.

“Alright, I said I have a way to make you recover, so I will definitely do it.”

“Now, are you two satisfied?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the immortal wine sword shook the wine gourd and placed it in his ear to listen. It seemed like he always liked to hear the sound of wine knocking at each other.

Hearing the words of the Wine Sword Immortal, the two people who were still in disbelief before flashed and appeared in front of him.

Almost at the same time, the two of them bowed deeply to him.

“Thank you, Senior Sword Immortal, for your help. I, Mo Shenghong, am always grateful. Right now, I have no worries in my heart. I am willing to work with you to achieve great things!”

“Sekte Highest Clear Water. Sect Master Yin Buping Thank you Eternal Senior Sword for Your kindness in renewing us. I'll never forget your great kindness. I, Yin Buping, will never say anything else to you, senior.”

It was not difficult to determine their identity from their appearance, Aura, and words just now.

However, what made people speechless was that the two people in front of them were famous existences in the eastern desert. Moreover, they were leaders above tens of thousands of people under one person.

One of them was the sect master of Clearwater sect, Yin buping, and the other was the former emperor of the Dafeng dynasty, Mo Shenghong. Any one of them would cause a sensation if they were taken out.

However, it was these two people who had long been in a high position that actually held great respect for an old drunk with a beard.

It really makes people dumbfounded!

“Yah! At least you still have a conscience.”

The Wine Sword Immortal suddenly nodded his head, as if he was very satisfied with the appearance of those two people.

At that moment, he was pretending to be captured, but in truth, it was just to sneak into the demon race army, intending to know the background of the demon race.

This time, he had also met many cultivators who had been captured by the demon race using various means in the dungeon. These two people are one of them.

He happened to meet a cultivator who could be considered passable, so he casually saved him. However, in order not to warn the previous enemy, the immortal wine sword did not save all the prisoners held by the demon race. Instead, he was waiting for the perfect opportunity.

The appearance of the demon lord back then was what he called an opportunity to attack.

However, when they turned around, the demons were already gone.

The group of genuine human experts also disappeared!

Therefore, the immortal wine sword took the two of them on a journey to discover the existence of the demons.

Yin buping was killed by criminals and deeply felt the terror of demons. When he heard that the immortal wine sword wanted to discover the existence of a demon, as the true street sect leader, he was naturally unable to ignore his responsibilities.

And Mo Shenghong's journey was only for two words: Revenge!

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