The tragic battle is over.

Li Linxi lay on the grass, looking at the blue sky with no eyes.

He lost.

His limbs were cut off. If the little demons hadn't used their strange hair to block the blood from the wound for him, even the Yuan Liquid Realm monk might not have survived.

In the battle just now, he felt something was wrong and tried to break through and escape, but these little monsters were even more terrifying than he thought. Every time he wanted to break through, he chased him relentlessly, and he couldn't escape at all.

He was like a beast, but he encountered countless small crazy ants. In the end, he killed hundreds of little monsters, but was still bitten to fall down.

These little monsters did not kill him, but chirped and cut off his limbs.

He was filled with regret. He saw that the man was seriously ill, but he ignored these little monsters. He did not expect that these little monsters were so terrible.

If he knew, he would not have brought people to catch up, but should have returned to the tribe first and waited for the tribe to organize people to come and search for the whereabouts of the man.

After all, it was his desire to take these things for his own deeds that harmed him.

It's too late to say anything now.

These little monsters worked together to lift him up and headed towards the direction they had tracked.

It took a while before I stopped.

He turned his head and looked, and found that all these small pieces of flowers were combined.

The little knives carried the seriously ill man, and the biggest little demon in blood-clothed clothes sat on the seriously ill man. The little demon smiled and said, "Haha, master, I'm a false alarm, they're just like that."

The little demon soon expressed his expression again and said in a deep pain: "But he killed hundreds of good kids from me, master, remember to turn the loss into duck legs to comfort the pain in my heart."

Duck Leg? Li Linxi: "???"

"I know, I won't treat you badly." Zhou Fan, who was lying down, could not twist his head. He couldn't see Li Linxi's appearance, but said lightly: "Do you want to live?"

"I don't know what you call me?" Li Linxi asked himself to calm down as much as possible. Even if he doesn't cut off his limbs, he doesn't want to die. If he doesn't cut off his limbs, he can use other methods to replace them or find magic medicine and can regenerate them.

"My name is Zhao Ba." Zhou Fan said casually.

"I am Dala Bengbabandebedebedubiruong Xiaojun." Xiaojun giggled.

"Shut up," Zhou Fan scolded.

Xiao Kun then closed her mouth.

Li Linxi understood that it was this little demon who played Nadala Bangba...what the name he deceived them.

"It seems that if you want to live, then you must answer my questions honestly." Zhou Fan said coldly.

"I want to live." Li Linxi said: "But I don't know if you will really spare me after I answer your question, unless you swear by fellow Taoist Zhao and promise me to answer all your questions and let me go..."

"You have no room for bargaining. Whether you can live depends on my mood." Zhou Fan said slowly: "If you don't want to answer, then I can send you on your way now."

Li Linxi was silent. This man's words were dull, but because of this, he could feel the other party's ruthlessness.

"How far is your Qingzi Tribe from here?" Zhou Fan asked.

"Don't you know the location of our Qingzi Tribe?" Li Linxi said in surprise. Their Qingzi Tribe is not the strongest in this area, but it is also the top tribe. It is not a small tribe with unknown names.

"It's me asking you, not you asking me." Zhou Fan reminded coldly: "I may not know, or I may know. The question I asked may just test whether you are lying. If you dare to lie, you will not have any chance to survive."

Li Linxi was silent for a moment and replied: "The distance between ten long melons."

The distance between ten long melons?

Zhou Fan knew that this must be the way to calculate the distance in this astral realm or this area. He asked: "How far is a long melon?"

Li Linxi's eyes flashed. He had a problem with this person, and he probably came here from a long distance.

"When you finish answering the question, if I plan to spare your life, I will make you swear to ensure that you have not lie to me." Zhou Fan said slowly again. Of course, he understood that he had asked such a childish question, and this person must know that he knew nothing about it.

Li Linxi's face changed slightly. He restrained his thoughts and patiently explained to Zhou Fan how far a long melon was.

Zhou Fan quickly learned through analogy that these ten-long melons are probably equal to the ten kilometers he is familiar with, and that is indeed not far.

"What level of cultivator are you?" Zhou Fan asked again.

"Yuan Li Realm." Li Linxi replied.

Yuan Living Realm... means that the cultivation realm of this astral realm is no different from that of his astral realm. As he expected, the guides must have come from different astral realms, but the realms mentioned in their mouths are the same, which means that there are interactions between monks, which makes the cultivation realm unified.

"How many monks are there in the Qingzi Tribe, and what realm is the strongest?" Zhou Fan asked.

The Qingzi Tribe is so close to him and he has killed so many people from the Qingzi Tribe, maybe the other party will continue to find it.

"I swore to the aisle that I could not betray my tribe." Li Linxi hurriedly said, "So you understand, I can't answer this question."

If you answer, it is no different from seeking death.

Zhou Fan thought about it and did not force this question, but continued to question: "Where is this place? How many forces are there, and how many forces are there that are stronger than the Qingzi Tribe?"

"This is Guaqiu." Li Linxi was even more sure that this man came from a very far place, but why did he come from such a far place? And even if he came from a very far place, he would not know nothing about the place he came from?

This person with a group of little monsters is really strange.

Li Linxi thought came to his mind and kept saying: "There are 13,000 tribes in Guaqiu, and there are dozens of powerful forces than the Qingzi tribe. Among them, the most recognized one is the Fuli tribe. It is rumored that the ancestor of the Fuli tribe is a cultivator in the Yuanshen realm."

A cultivator in the Yuanshen realm...

Zhou Fan breathed a sigh of relief. The strongest monks in the Fuli Division were all just the realm of the soul, which was nothing in his opinion.

Of course, in his current situation, let alone monks, even ordinary people can kill him in close proximity.

"A mere primordial realm." Xiao Kun smiled wildly with his hips: "Isn't my Dala Bengbabande Bedi Bdobiruong in Guaqiu?"

"Is this little demon a cultivator above the Yuanshen realm?" Li Linxi was shocked.

"If you talk again, you will deduct a thousand duck legs." Zhou Fan said with a serious face. Are you so cowardly and have the face to say that Guaqiu is invincible?

Xiao Kun immediately covered his mouth.

This duck leg must be a secret code of some precious thing, maybe a secret code... Li Linxi thought silently.

"Do you know what kind of astral realm this?" Zhou Fan asked again. If he wanted to return to the Man Star Realm, he had to figure out what kind of astral realm this was.

"What star world?" Li Linxi was stunned and said, "I don't understand what you mean. I only know that this is Guaqiu. I have only been to the Ten Thousand Leaf Land outside Guaqiu once, and I don't know any further away."

Guaqiu is a general term that includes a large number of wilderness lands. Many people in the tribe cannot get out of Guaqiu for their entire lives.
Chapter completed!