In the 'Earth' region.

The sun was high in the sky, and scorching heat waves came from all directions, bringing with them a thick layer of water vapor. It was almost suffocating.

The sunlight in this region seemed to be more intense than in other regions. The banyan trees were unable to withstand the heat, and their leaves drooped down, clinging tightly to the strong branches.

The sunlight fell on their bodies and shone into the hearts of the people on the tree, pouring a handful of boiling oil on their almost dry patience. In an instant, sparks flew everywhere, and the anxious flames spread rapidly, almost burning through everyone's rationality.

Chepen squatted under the tree, his expression was almost absent-minded. He subconsciously whispered, "Coming, coming …"

His eyes were filled with unconcealable anxiety, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. As time passed, the young man's confidence was extinguished by the sunlight, and gradually turned into a strong anxiety.

"Hey, Chepen, where are they?"

Someone in the tree shouted aggressively, his tone was unfriendly.

Chepen reflexively raised his head, "Coming!"

"Coming?"

That person sneered, "Fifteen minutes ago, you said coming. Half an hour ago, you also said coming.

Now the sun is almost over the mountains in the west, and you still say coming? "

"Xie family's coming is really unusual!"

After pausing for a moment, the man suddenly seemed to have thought of something and asked in surprise, "It couldn't be that … the Xie Family sent you to delay us and allow Xie Ziyou to enter the Secret Realm as soon as possible to find opportunities, right?"

As soon as he said this, several people around him were shocked.

They replayed what happened that day in their minds, carefully recalling every detail — —

They didn't see any Xie Ziyou at all.

Only Chepen, the so-called "person who hated Xie Ziyou", was happily jumping in front of them, shouting that he wanted to kill Xie Ziyou. He gave them a few crystals as a deposit, and if they succeeded, he would give them more crystals …

Crystals were precious things. Ordinary people would use them up early to prevent spiritual energy from leaking out, and convert them into their own cultivation.

Therefore, even the most powerful genius in the clan would not have so many spirit stones on hand.

Rather than saying that Chepen had been plotting this for a long time, it was more likely that this was all part of the Xie family's plan. The spiritual stones were sponsored by the Xie family, and Chepen played the role of a clown, clearing away obstacles for Xie Ziyou!

Damn it!

The few of them jumped down from the tree one after another. Their knuckles creaked as they cracked their knuckles. Their bodies were shrouded in a gloomy rain, and they were surrounded by a layer of low pressure.

They gradually formed a circle and surrounded Chepen with ferocious gazes.

One of them said: "Brat, you've got guts, you actually dared to deceive this young master — — have you never considered what your end would be?"

Chepen raised his head in astonishment and argued, "I'm not lying to you!

I'm telling the truth. I really want to kill Xie Ziyou! "

The youth hurriedly lowered his head and took out another handful of crystals from his sleeve. He swung his arm in the air, and his long sleeves fluttered in the wind. This time, he really did not have a single crystal left.

"These are the spirit stones that I painstakingly saved up. I'll give them to you, I'll give them all to you. He's really coming soon — — what's with your expressions?"

The youth in embroidered clothes had a sinister smile on his face. He flew up and accurately kicked Chepen's wrist.

His cultivation level was higher than Chepen's, and his speed was also faster. Before Chepen could react, the bones in his wrist made a "crack" sound, and he helplessly bent to one side.

Chepen was in so much pain that he repeatedly gasped for breath. He hurriedly covered his broken wrist. His fingers had already lost their strength, and the handful of crystals in his hand fell to the ground, sprinkling a small sparkling rain under the sunlight.

The youth in embroidered clothes took a step forward and nimbly stepped on a few spirit stones with his leather boots.

"I really underestimated you."

A folding fan poked out from his embroidered clothes with silver flowers. After he poured his Internal Force into it, the folding fan quickly emitted a bright light. Every rib of the fan seemed to be made of crystal, and in an instant, it became sparkling and translucent. There was a faint yellow Internal Force flowing through it.

The youth in embroidered clothes waved the folding fan and casually hit Chepen's shoulder.

There was another loud "crack" sound.

Xie Ziyou felt as if a small mountain was pressing down on his shoulder. His entire arm could not bear the weight, and it was almost broken.

He gasped for breath and desperately tried to resist. However, the people of the Xie family were good at using swords. At this moment, his arm was injured, and he could not even use thirty percent of his cultivation level.

— — In the blink of an eye, the youth was grabbed by the bun at the back of his head and fiercely pressed down on the withered grass on the ground.

The grass that had been dried up by the sun was only left with bare, hard stalks. They were scalding hot and scratched his face. It was more painful than the bitterly cold winter wind.

Someone above him coldly said, "Search his body and take out all the crystals."

Then, a cold long sword pierced through Chepen's clothes, revealing the youth's smooth chest.

Another person lowered his head and spat. He angrily said, "There's nothing left. This is all he has left on the ground."

"Fuck, then what do we do?"

"We've been delayed for so long. How can this little bit of spirit stones be enough?"

"This damned son of a bitch. Just kill him!"

Chepen curled up on the ground. His eyes were lifeless, and he was trembling.

The scorching sun was high in the sky, and his skin was almost burnt. However, the youth felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. The bone-deep coldness spread through his limbs and bones, and slowly drilled into the depths of his soul.

How did it become like this? Chepen screamed in his heart. How did things become like this?

Where's Xie Ziyou?

Come out, come out for me!

However, no matter how much he screamed in his heart, the only reply he got was the angry and rough breathing of the people above him. They even cursed his ancestors.

Finally, the brocade-clothed youth who had attacked at the beginning waved his folding fan and suggested, "Although this person's life is cheap, he still has some status in the Xie family."

"Why don't we follow his plan and break his limbs, then bring him to Chea Prefecture to threaten them. We can get some crystals to make up for the time we wasted."

"If Chea Prefecture doesn't give us any, it won't be too late to kill him to vent our anger."

… …

Chepen would never have thought that at this very moment, Xie Ziyou was in the "Extreme" region, watching the battle between the Seventh Pin expert and the giant crab.

He saw it leap into the sky, saw it flash its black pincers, and saw it … get slaughtered.

Although the sharp blade was blocked by the shell, the formless sword aura penetrated the shell. Xuan Li surged, turning the insides of the shell into a puddle of paste.

The giant crab froze for a moment, then slowly flipped to one side and landed heavily on the ground with its face facing the sky.

The bright sword pierced into the giant crab's body. Cheng Shengbai used all his strength to pry —

"Crack."

A crisp sound rang in their ears. The moment the crab's shell was peeled off, a thick amber liquid gushed out from the inside of the giant crab. It shone like gold under the sun, attracting everyone's attention.

What overflowed was the glossy and fragrant crab roe, the color as beautiful as honey. The thick crab paste flowed along the shell to the ground and seeped into the brown soil, spreading a rich aroma.

Xie Heng commanded from the side, "Leave this and steam it over the fire.

Take out the meat over there and cut half of it into thin strips. Roast it on a rack and cut the rest into small pieces. Take the water from the lake over there and boil it into soup. "

Cheng Shengbai and Pei Yunyin were very good at cutting and digging out meat, so it was easy for them to light a fire. Pei Yunyin pinched a spell on her fingertips and rubbed them. Immediately, sparks flew out and fell lightly on the haystack.

However, when it came to controlling the fire, the two of them combined were no match for Xie Heng or Xu Waner.

Xie Heng and Xu Waner, one was not favored since childhood and was often bullied by evil servants when he was young. He had to do it himself to get enough food and clothing. The other depended on her father. Although she was a little princess who was doted on by her father for more than half of her life, the "late emperor" died halfway through his career. The "princess" had to fend for herself and struggled day after day to fill her stomach. After a year, she had also developed good cooking skills.

The fire was set up. The snow-white meat strips were gently licked by the flames, and a layer of oily luster gradually appeared.

The round stone was hollowed out and hung upside down. It was filled with clear lake water. When the bubbles rolled, tiny pieces of meat splashed into the water like sparkling rain.

The crab roe and crab paste acted as oil, but it was more fragrant than oil. After being steamed by the fire, it appeared to be translucent like jelly. Looking at it from afar, it was very appetizing.

An even more tempting and delicious aroma quietly filled the air. Although Pei Yunyin used a spell to prevent it from drifting far away, Xie Ziyou still saw the dense smoke and drooled.

Who knew better than him about Guan Heng's culinary skills?

His heart was moved!

He wanted to eat it!

Compared to delicious food, what were enmity and face?

Xie Ziyou absentmindedly stretched out his hand, thinking, "I want to …"

"Hey, don't tell me you want to go over and beg for food?"

A loud voice filled with disdain exploded in his ears. Zhao Ruhao stared at Xie Ziyou with burning eyes. Xie Ziyou's heart suddenly trembled, and his eyes instantly regained their clarity.

He had just taken half a step forward when he pretended to rub his foot on the ground a few times, crushing a small insect into powder. He reluctantly withdrew his foot.

Xie Ziyou angrily thought, "What do you mean by begging for food? Why did you put it in such a bad way?

Wasn't it natural for him to ask his lover for something to eat?

The more he thought about it, the more upset he felt. He directly asked, "Hey, aren't you and the girl in front of you childhood sweethearts? Don't you like each other?

It's not too much to ask for food, right? "

Looking at the smoke in the distance that was surrounded by a small space, Zhao Ruhao swallowed a mouthful of saliva without batting an eyelid. He raised his chin and snorted with disdain.

"What a joke!"

He said, "As a man, it's fine if you don't share food with the girl, but you're actually shameless enough to ask for food from the girl. Are you a man or not?"

Xie Ziyou choked on his words and glared at him angrily.

"Then do it yourself. You do it!"

"I'll do it!"

Zhao Ruhao rolled up his sleeves, revealing his thin forearms and palms. His fingers were Fair Complexion, without even a thin callus.

Xie Ziyou didn't want to be outdone. He rolled up his sleeves as well, revealing his smooth forearms and slender hands.

Yingbai his fingers were as smooth as jade. There were only a few thin calluses on his index and middle fingers.

The two of them looked at each other, turned their heads away, and curled their lips in disdain.

It was obvious that he hadn't suffered much. He was a rich man's son, spoiled since he was young, and his fingers didn't do any household chores.

What a piece of trash!

He was far inferior to Xie Heng and Xu Waner!