Female lead: No, it's me again??

Chapter 188 Is he really dead?

The man raised his hand, and a white bamboo-leaf jade pendant appeared in his hand. He pressed it into the air a meter away.

The next instant, a brilliant golden light shone!

Countless golden runes flashed in the air, spinning and enveloping the temple!

At the point where the jade plaque was attached, a hole large enough for a person to pass through appeared.

The man glanced back at them.

"Follow."

He then stepped straight across the barrier and shouted inside, "Hey! Which area manager is blind? How could you let two girls run away?"

"If you're not going to take responsibility, then don't take on this burden!"

"Hey, Sun Sheng, stop nitpicking as soon as you get back. Haven't I been working day and night?"

"Everyone has moments when they don't notice."

The speaker's voice was hoarse, and there was a hint of drowsiness from just waking up.

After pushing Feng Siyue inside, Xuan Li looked toward the source of the sound and saw a young man in black sitting on the wall, propping his chin up and dozing off.

He was also playing with a string of Buddhist prayer beads in his hand.

It's old and not smooth.

"Mo Qinghuan, who isn't tired!"

"I not only have to guard the temple at night, but I also have to patrol during the day. If I hadn't just taken a look at the seaside, two more innocent people would have died in this little fishing town!"

At this point, Mo Qinghuan lazily opened her eyes and looked at the two people the man had brought back.

A person with clear eyes, dressed in a dazzling red dress, stood in the courtyard and looked completely harmless.

The other person was weak and sat in a plain sedan chair without speaking, but his body was filled with the fragrance of medicine, clearly indicating that he was a sickly person.

"There are no such people in Yujia Town."

"Sun Sheng, are you sure it's from town?"

Mo Qinghuan's doubts made Sun Sheng hesitate.

"you sure?"

As he spoke, he gripped the hilt of his sword at his waist with his left hand, staring at Xuan Li and the other man with great vigilance.

Mo Qinghuan yawned, jumped down from the wall to stand in front of Xuan Li, and moved as lightly as a cat.

He held a black armor plate and circled around the two of them. "Although you're not from Fishing Village, you're still a person."

Sun Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good that you're human! It's good that you're human!"

Mo Qinghuan put away the armor plates and asked, "What are your names, and why did you come to Yujia Town?"

Xuan Li said, "This fishing village isn't some gathering place for demons and monsters. If you can come, why can't we?"

Mo Qinghuan narrowed his eyes.

"Within a radius of a hundred miles, who doesn't know that monsters roam the fishing village? Ordinary people would avoid it like the plague, so why would anyone knowingly come here?"

"Tell me, which sect's disciple is this?

Yujia Town is a temporary task posted on the Comprehensive Experience Ranking. It was added to the experience ranking at the beginning of the epidemic, and it has been seven days since then.

Countless disciples from various sects came here to train, but in the end, they all became food for those monsters.

The risk level is not high at the moment, but it is extremely energy-consuming.

Disciple of a sect?

Isn't this a trial mission?

Why are there still sect disciples here?

Xuan Li suddenly remembered that last time in Fan Hua Village, it seemed that a guy named Tang You had mentioned something about a joint trial between sects...

However, why does the Chaoyang Holy Palace also have sect trial missions?

Is it something we all share?

Xuan Li cleared his throat as if thinking of something, "Since it's a sect mission, we should just complete our own tasks. Why do you care where I come from?"

To her surprise, Sun Sheng looked at her as if she were an idiot. "Young lady, do you think the training mission in Fisherman's Town is easy?"

"Let me tell you, of the more than one hundred trial disciples who came here so far, only forty-odd remain!"

"Among them are many Spirit King cultivators, and even some Spirit Emperors!"

"In just seven days, more than half of them died!"

Seven days, more than half?

People can die during trials?

Is it...

Xuan Li subconsciously looked towards Feng Siyue.

"You're saying that over forty cultivators died on this training mission?"

Feng Siyue finally spoke.

Sun Sheng was speechless. "Otherwise what?"

Feng Siyue's heart sank slightly. "Then... were the people who died in Yujia Town really dead?"

Her premonition seemed to be...

No, definitely not.

Sun Sheng rolled his eyes, not wanting to answer the question.

Isn't it normal to experience trials and tribulations, including life and death?

Instead, Mo Qinghuan told them the answer: "Seven days ago, the people in this town seemed to have been infected with some kind of plague, and they became neither human nor ghost."

"At night, the dead people will turn into monsters and come out to roam. Ordinary people who are lucky enough not to be eaten but are scratched will also turn into monsters like them."

"His combat power is extremely strong; even some cultivators are no match for him."

"In order to reduce casualties and increase the success rate of training missions, disciples from sects or academies who come here will band together, explain their respective training missions, and help each other complete them."

To a certain extent, this can prevent many casualties.

"You mean, everyone's tasks are different?"

Mo Qinghuan jumped back onto the wall and sat down, crossing her legs, her voice languid, "Naturally."

"There is a gap between sects and cultivators, so their training missions are naturally different. Now you can talk about it, right?"

The boy looked into his eyes, which seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, and asked, "What is your mission?"