Among all the heavens, I, Xiao Yan, did not use any cheat codes.

Chapter 22 Night Raid on the Enemy Camp, Brilliant Clothes in the Dark

dusk.

"A Grand Master has arrived. His soul power is stronger than that of ordinary people, and he is an alchemist."

Sensing the situation on the other side of the Jialie tribe's territory, Yao Chen looked at Xiao Yan.

"Even though we're determined to eradicate evil completely, aren't you afraid they'll escape in the next few days?"

"They can't run away. They can run away, but they can't run away from their temple. They can't possibly give up such a huge family business and the fat meat that's already in their mouths."

Moreover, if I don't wipe them out completely, they'll come looking for trouble again and again in a while.

Xiao Yan shook his head. He had seen this routine to death in his previous life. He wasn't going to be foolish enough to wait for the other party to come. Since they had drawn their knives, he would break them completely!

When he burned the willow mat to ashes, he had already learned some of the other party's memories. If his teacher hadn't come, Xiao Yan would have gone to settle scores with him.

Now that it's here, it saves him the trouble of searching all over the map.

"Do you need my help?"

"No need. Let the Xiao family handle its own affairs." As he spoke, Yao Chen's figure suddenly disappeared and merged into the ancient ring. Xiao Yan slowly turned around, and before he could see the person who had come, there was another gust of fragrant wind.

"Brother Xiao Yan, please take me with you on this mission," Xiao Xun'er said with a sweet smile. "I'm also a member of the Xiao family."

"Hehe, you little rascal, if you had come even a little later, none of this would have happened after tonight."

Xiao Yan paused for a moment, looked at Xiao Xun'er quietly, and then shook his head and smiled.

"Tonight?" Xiao Xun'er was taken aback. Only three days and two nights had passed. Did this mean that Xiao Yan was going to make his move tonight?

"If you live through today, you don't need to see tomorrow."

Looking up at the setting sun obscured by dark clouds, Xiao Yan's lips curled into a smile.

Tick.

A single raindrop fell from the sky, followed by countless others. The raindrops quickly connected to form a line, and in an instant, a torrential downpour began.

The faint white flames isolated the two people within three feet of each other, where they felt no heat at all, and the raindrops seemed to be in another world, unable to penetrate them.

"A dark night for murder, a windy day for arson; it would be a shame not to kill someone in this weather."

As his hand passed through the curtain, feeling the cool rain, Xiao Yan chuckled.

"Hehe..." Xiao Xun'er's lips twitched. Brother Xiao Yan is still like this, doing whatever comes to mind.

Just as he was about to say something to persuade Xiao Yan to take him along, he saw Xiao Yan turn around and extend his right hand to him.

"Would Xun'er like to come with me? Would you dare to come with me?"

Xiao Xun'er was stunned for a moment. Hadn't they agreed to go together? But in an instant, she realized what she had said.

Xiao Yan is planning to go alone.

Indeed, even the strongest member of the Xiao family, the Great Dou Master Xiao Zhan, probably couldn't keep up with Xiao Yan's pace when he was at full power.

Only I can keep up.

Without any hesitation, Xiao Xun'er placed her delicate hand in Xiao Yan's palm, her eyes filled with starlight.

"It is my wish, why wouldn't I dare?"

At the same time, Xiao Xun'er subtly stepped on the shadow on the ground. She did not intend to bring Ling Ying to ruin her private time with her. That damned Nalan Yanran had no martial ethics. Not only was she being manipulated, but she was also wasting her breath!

She needs to find a chance to turn the tide.

There's no need for those cumbersome light bulbs.

Ling Ying, who was in the shadows, suddenly cried out in distress.

Although his aura remained perfectly concealed, the fluctuations in his emotions caused his soul's energy to slightly dissipate.

Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping across the shadows without leaving a trace.

That place was indeed a bit strange.

There's something strange about the little girl's feet; it seems to be something like a guardian spirit.

At the same time, Yao Chen's voice rang in Xiao Yan's mind.

[Sure enough, I knew this girl was quite mysterious.]

Xiao Yan also used soul communication to multitask, discussing the matter with Xiao Xun'er at the same time.

"Since there are outsiders, shouldn't we...?" Yao Lao didn't finish his sentence, but Xiao Yan understood immediately.

No need. Everything that can be used can be shown to Xun'er. As for that mysterious existence, it's already a secret between him and me.

Whenever he appears, we can easily detect him.

Moreover, given Xun'er's personality, she most likely wouldn't want to bring that person along at night.

If Xiao Xun'er could understand Xiao Yan's character, then Xiao Yan could naturally do the same.

He had known all along that Xiao Xun'er was mysterious.

There was probably a huge force behind him, but Xiao Yan wasn't worried at all.

He's familiar with this plot; it's about the young lady of some peerless sect or family.

Most likely, a scene will unfold later where the tribesmen come to arrest them.

But it's too early for that. Xiao Yan doesn't plan to think that far ahead. If the people who come to pick up Xiao Xun'er are easy to talk to, then fine. But if they're planning to pull some tricks, then don't blame him for showing off his skills.

"Let's go. It's raining at night, so let's go do something big. Do you have any clothes for nighttime?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xun'er felt a surge of heroic spirit. For someone who was considered a well-behaved girl, this was quite exciting.

"Yes, I have an older brother."

"Let's do something big together! Let's wipe them all out!" Xiao Xun'er clenched her fists, feigning ferocity.

.........

The land of the Jialie ethnic group.

Since the incident three days ago, the Obama and Jialie clans have basically stayed together, with all their elites concentrated in one place to prevent the Xiao family from defeating them one by one.

As for the family fortune, Obapa only drove some marginal people over to guard it. They were targets he left for the Xiao family. He had brought his entire faction over there. After the Xiao family was wiped out in one fell swoop, the pie would be divided slowly.

The rain was unusually heavy tonight, so heavy that Obapa was somewhat uneasy.

He couldn't tell whether it was fear of the unknown or excitement at envisioning a bright future.

After another meeting, he returned to his room alone, closed his eyes to rest, and prepared for the upcoming battle.

As he circulated his battle qi, Obaba was pleasantly surprised to find that his cultivation, which had not progressed for a long time, had broken through several times in the past few days.

"That damned little bastard actually gave me such a big gift."

Although Xiao Yan killed his son, which made him very unhappy, he could have as many sons as he wanted as long as he was alive. Not to mention that he had broken through his cultivation level and advanced by two stars, Obapa felt that he had inexhaustible energy.

He was completely unaware of the black aura swirling around his brow.

Before he knew it, the sound of rain outside the window gradually stopped, and the room became warmer. Obama simply thought it was because the rain had stopped and he was in a good mood, so he didn't think much of it. He also thought the increasingly warm air was just an illusion caused by his blood rushing to his head.

"His fighting spirit is weak, his soul is impure, his limbs are stiff, his breath is weak, and even his life essence has been completely destroyed. Tsk tsk tsk."

A flippant and disdainful voice rang out, and Obapa was startled awake. Before him stood a pair of exceptionally handsome young men and women.

Dressed in dazzling brocade robes, he stood out conspicuously in the darkness, becoming the center of attention.

"How is it? This night outfit I prepared for you is better than yours, right?" Ignoring Obama, Xiao Yan proudly fiddled with his sleeves, winking at Xiao Xun'er. His crimson-gold robes were incredibly flamboyant.

"You..." Obapa recognized the two people almost instantly. They were Xiao Yan and Xiao Xun'er from the Xiao family. His Dou Qi armor condensed on his body almost instantly.

The two people opposite him seemed to ignore him.

However, he felt his consciousness was extremely ethereal, and his past life appeared before his eyes one by one. It was as if a moment had passed, or as if a century had passed. Darkness returned before his eyes, and his mind was completely empty, without any distracting thoughts.

What happened?

With doubts lingering in his mind, Obapa suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness. Looking down, he saw that, without realizing it, most of his body had been burned to ashes by pure white flames.

The intense pain allowed his remaining soul to regain its senses, but he no longer knew what fear or anger was. Looking at Xiao Yan and the other person whose vision was becoming increasingly blurred, he was left with only one question.

Why is your night-clothes a set of brocade and fine clothes?

Is it because it looks good? Or is it because you want to...?

"Both are possible, that's the answer."

Xiao Yan's eyes shone brightly.