Gu Xijiu was also very tired.
She had teleported countless times along the way and fought continuously.
Her legs were weak at the moment.
But she didn't dare to rest on the spot like others.
This place was very unknown, and who knew if there was any danger coming nearby.
She was about to ask a few people to stand guard in the four directions when Di Fuyi came over and pressed her against a big stone: "Sit down and rest.
I will do the other things."
Gu Xijiu looked at his slightly pale face: "No need, you rest, I'll look around."
You glanced around and said: "This place may not be very safe.
Let's rest for half an hour.
We will continue after half an hour.
We are on our way and need to rest in the city.
Tiedan, you should guard the south direction, and Tieniu, you should guard the north direction."
She gave a series of instructions, and those people agreed and ran to their respective directions.
Everyone was quite well prepared when we came out this time, and they all carried a lot of water and dry food with them.
Of course, the so-called dry food is roasted and dried animal meat, which is barely edible.
At this time, they have to take it out.
Someone thought of something and said hello to Di Fuyi: "Master Di, you said that when everyone comes out, we will eat porridge and side dishes."
"Yes, yes, the Emperor did indeed promise so." "" The originally heavy atmosphere finally became lighter with everyone's words.
"But we haven't all come out.
Grandpa Tieshu and the others have already" Someone poured a basin of cold water on them.
Grandpa Tieshu and the others were the eight old men who were willing to sacrifice themselves and stay in the valley forever.
When they were mentioned and thought of their tragic deaths, everyone became sad again.
The atmosphere was a little dull for a while Di Fuyi looked at these people and put his hands into his sleeves.
After a while, he slowly withdrew his hand and found a small bag in his palm.
Everyone: "" Are all his porridge and side dishes packed in this inconspicuous little bag?
Impossible It's really impossible.
What Di Fuyi took out from the small bag were some fruits, peaches, pears, and bayberries.
There were more than a hundred fruits.
He handed these fruits to the old patriarch's hands casually: "Divide them."
People here usually don't even see fruit, and most people don't recognize it at all.
But the old patriarch recognized it.
He immediately thanked him and called a few impartial people to distribute the fruits: "One for each person, and two for the children."
The fruit is sweet and refreshing, a delicacy that people here have never tasted before.
Some people praised it after taking a bite, and the children even screamed with joy while holding the fruits they were given and eating them carefully.
The crowd laughed again.
The people here are very grateful to Di Fuyi.
Without his efforts, the people here would have no chance to escape from here.
Most people had never seen him slay ferocious phantom beasts before, but this time they all saw it clearly, and they looked at him with admiration, their eyes full of admiration.
Di Fuyi sat on a big stone, closed his eyes slightly and adjusted his breathing.
In fact, he was more tired than anyone else.
After all, he was the one who had been killing ferocious beasts, and not long ago he had a head-on fight with Chaos.
His spiritual energy was severely depleted and now his hands and feet were sore and weak.
Someone sat down next to him.
He opened his eyes and met Chuncao's black and white eyes.
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He frowned slightly and moved quietly.
He was not used to people getting too close to him.
If it hadn't been for the fact that the other party was Gu Xijiu's friend, he would have waved her sleeve over her a few feet away and squatted down.
However, Chun Cao was carefree and patted Di Fuyi's shoulder with her palm: "Master Di, you are great.
From now on, I will never call you weak again."
Ahem, our male protagonist finally took off his weakling hat, spreading flowers: