2488: C2488 Mo San Dao Zhang Qingyi

C2488 Mo San Dao Zhang Qingyi

Black-Robed Youth smiled lightly and said to Xu Liusu, "The so-called" wealth is sought from danger ". Most of the warriors who come to kill the demon are here to build their career, and to get more cultivation resources, I think your goal is the same as ours. Since that was the case, why not give it a try? If we are unable to defend properly, it will very likely lead to the fall of our Hidden Continent, and this is the outcome that no one wants to see. "

Saying that, Black-Robed Youth put down his long blade. He specially took out a file from the side and handed it to Xu Liusu for him to take a look.

Xu Liusu took the file and found densely written words on it. He drew on it and made detailed preparations.

Obviously, Black-Robed Youth valued this battle greatly.

Black-Robed Youth said with a smile, "We won't fight a battle without confidence. We want to recruit you. We only want to form our own team. Leave the rest to me."

Xu Liusu closed the file and smiled, "Seems like I'm quite lucky. I just got here and met brother expert."

"Haha, you're too kind, brother. We can't be considered experts. At most, we can only prepare for a rainy day."

Black-Robed Youth's attitude was humble, and then he said: "If you accept our invitation, tomorrow morning, we will receive a mission to slay the demons, and then we will proceed towards the Glazed Demon Stream together."

Xu Liusu thought about it and then nodded.

After all, he wanted to sneak into the core combat zone and then use the teleportation array to leave.

That's right, the first battle zone's teleportation formation was located in the core battle zone.

Therefore, this trip was absolutely necessary.

"Alright, let's rest early."

Black-Robed Youth gave a grateful smile and then sat on the bed with his legs crossed. He slightly closed his eyes and began to circulate his breathing.

Curiosity appeared in Xu Liusu's eyes as he watched Black-Robed Youth cultivate.

This person was neither arrogant nor impetuous, he was calm and collected, he was happy and sad without revealing any of it, and his aura was calm and unhurried.

Most importantly, Xu Liusu could feel the sharp edge from his body.

Although Black-Robed Youth was not arrogant, he was able to show off his sharpness from time to time. It was completely natural!

Warriors who practiced saber arts all year round would have this kind of aura.

Coincidentally, this Black-Robed Youth was wearing a sword.

Therefore, Xu Liusu was certain that he was a master swordsman.

"I thought you said there would be another companion with you?"

After a while, Xu Liusu didn't see anyone else and asked, "Where is he?"

Black-Robed Youth didn't open his eyes as he replied to Xu Liusu, "He just went to turn in the mission. I guess he will be back soon."

"Oh, then may I ask what your name is?" Xu Liusu asked again.

"I am Mo Sandao, what about you?" Black-Robed Youth asked.

"I am Zhang Qingyi, a disciple of the Four-Spirit Giant Elephant Alliance. Nice to meet you."

Xu Liusu lied and said a name. After that, he didn't say anything else and sat on the bed to cultivate.

However, Mo Sandao's companion did not appear.

Until the third day, when the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the jackdaws were cold.

A strange shadow suddenly appeared outside the tent, and then the tent flap was opened by someone, and a thin, tall figure walked in.0

Even though the black figure had walked in, his speed was as fast as a ghost. It was as if a cool breeze had brushed past him, causing him to disappear in an instant.

Xu Liusu had his eyes closed the whole time and was completely unaware.

Black-Robed Youth slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, the black shadow was already seated beside the youth.

Under the bright moonlight, it wasn't hard to notice that this person was dressed in white. His long hair was hanging down, and his handsome eyes were shining brightly.

Black-Robed Youth asked in a low voice: "You got that?"

"Got it. Hm? Who is he? "

Bai Yi asked.

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