"It's going to rain again." Looking at the weather, Morin turned around and said to several of his companions. Since the small village left, the atmosphere of their group was quite solemn, and no one had ever spoken to him all the way.

"Yes." After hearing what he said, Lu Ping simply responded.

"It looks quite good." As Morin said, a thunder broke through the sky, and the lightning flashed and everyone's face was flickering.

"Go ahead a little further and there is a place to shelter from the rain." Lu Ping said.

"Oh? How do you know?" said Morin.

"Walk." Road flat road.

A year ago, he escaped from Xiafeng City and headed north to Beidou Academy, and walked in this direction. At that time, he was alone, cautious all the way, avoiding Tibet, and never dared to take a road with a large number of people. Now they were led by Molin, and they were also cautious in their plan, but they happened to be on the same route as he had back then.

"Where is it?" asked Morin.

"A ruined temple." Lu Ping said.

"That's not a good place to hide," said Morin. A place with few people, such buildings will be conspicuous.

"Didn't it mean to shelter from the rain?" Lu Ping said.

"Okay... go and have a look." Morin said helplessly.

Then he led the way from Luping. He didn't walk for too long and saw a broken temple. Morin looked around and there was no one in the wilderness. He walked into the temple carefully and found that it was half collapsed and the statues worshipped were missing. It was not popular on the mainland to believe in any gods. There were only some mountain gods and river gods made up by the people, which entrusted some of their hopes and yearnings.

Morin walked around inside and outside twice, and saw that the rain was about to fall, so he nodded and signaled that there was no problem for everyone.

"It should be that no one has been here for a long time." Morin said as he greeted several people in.

The three of them came in, Lu Ping and Ling Ziyan each chose places to sit down, while Fang Yizhu leaned against the window. Heavy rain came as soon as possible. The half-declined temple was leaking everywhere. In the blink of an eye, there were several small puddles, and the rain was still leaking downwards.

Everyone was silent, looking at the rain, with their own thoughts.

"Why is Senior Brother Fang so silent?" Molin suddenly said.

Fang Yizu, who was standing by the window watching the rain, looked back at him and turned around and said, "I'm watching if anyone is chasing you."

"If someone really catches up, what will Senior Brother Fang do?" said Morin.

"That's all right, of course I'm leaving you behind and running away if I can." Fang Yizhu said.

Morning was speechless and could not continue the chat.

"How are you?" He turned to Lu Ping again.

"It's just a chance to take the opportunity to rest and recover." Lu Ping said. The heavy rain was definitely not a factor that prevented him from moving forward. He found that his soul power was not as smooth as he expected. In this state, even if he was instantly moved to Xuanjun Capital and saw Su Tang, he would not be able to rescue her. So it is very necessary to stop, calm down and adjust her state.

"Okay, you can rest with peace of mind, I will stare here." Morin said, looking at Fang Yizhu intentionally or unintentionally.

Lu Ping nodded, closed his eyes and began to calm down. But Molin was not the one who would easily be idle. He did not disturb Lu Ping, and started chatting with Ling Ziyan again.

"I'm still worried about Teacher Chu Min?" He asked when he saw Ling Ziyan's uneasy look on his face.

Ling Ziyan nodded.

"Don't worry. I carefully wiped out the traces of our past before, and no one would chase them there. Since then, I have also set up a suspicion array. Even if the enemy finds any traces, they will never point there. They will only chase further and further in the wrong direction. When they come to their senses, I think Teacher Chu Min is already capable of getting out." Molin comforted.

"Yeah." Ling Ziyan finally showed a little relaxed expression when she heard Molin say this.

"Haha." Fang Yizhu sneered over there.

It was not a day or two that Morin had been disliked when he saw Fang Yizhu, but it was so frustrating that he was pestered by this person before. Hearing this laugh that seemed to be a little disdainful to him, he jumped up.

"What does hehe mean?" Morin shouted.

"I have paid attention to your methods along the way. These are the life-saving skills you are proud of, right?" Fang Yizhu said.

"So what?" Morin said.

"Very good." Fang Yizhu said.

"So, but." Morin knew he wasn't finished yet.

"But this is limited to your level." Fang Yizhu said.

"What does it mean?" said Morin.

"If you want to use your magical skills to protect Lu Ping, have you ever thought about the level of enemies he faces? For example, if the fat man before, if he was a powerful tracker of this level, would you still have such confidence in your magical skills?" Fang Yizhu said.

Morin was stunned.

After all, his realm is only the three souls that are connected. The so-called magical skills that Fang Yizhu mentioned are not high-end superpowers. They are all the rich knowledge and experience accumulated in his career, and use some potentially simple superpowers to finally achieve the clever effect he needs. These techniques have helped him to escape danger more than once, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is his life-saving magical skills.

But as Fang Yizhu said, these methods can help him save his life because the opponent he faces will not be too strong. After all, his profession is very important to match strength. For example, if the order to assassinate a four-spirit cultivator, there are few employers who hand over a three-spirit killer; and most of the killers who have three-spirits are impossible to challenge such impossible tasks.

What Lu Ping has to face is much more exaggerated. Not to mention the four souls, even the five souls have emerged just now. What is he going to do now? He wants to save Su Tang, and he almost wants to challenge the entire Xuanjun Empire. Such a task, let alone a killer who connects three souls, even their entire killer group can't afford it!

"What can I do?" Morin blurted out.

"Just do your best to do your best." Fang Yizhu said.

"I've done that," said Morin.

"And when I laugh, don't have such a big opinion." Fang Yizhu said.

"Get out!" Molin was angry, but he was not interested in arguing with Fang Yizhu again. Because he knew that this question was meaningless? What can he do? In fact, there is only one answer: become stronger. When Lu Ping is facing an enemy like Zhou Rulong, he can only watch it from the side, so he can definitely provide reliable help to Lu Ping. Now, is his methods enough to deal with the enemies that Lu Ping will face?

Molin couldn't sit still, so he stood by the window and looked out the window with Fang Yizu.

Heavy rainstorms pouring in the wilderness.
Chapter completed!