"Brother Jiang!"

Jiang Xing turned around when he heard the sound, only to see Wang Mang moving out from behind the tree.

Jiang Xing looked at Wang Mang and said, "Brother Wang, can you get the herbs?"

Wang Mang in the dark night nodded and said, "Yes, Brother Jiang, I have obtained the Condensing Light Grass and the Flame Ling Tool." ”

Jiang Xing smiled slightly after hearing him say that he picked it: "This is very good, Brother Wang will deliver the Condensing Light Grass to me as agreed before." ”

Wang Mang smiled and said, "Brother Jiang, I'm afraid you don't know the value of the Condensing Light Grass and that Hundred-Year-old Flame Ling, right?"

Jiang Xing frowned slightly and did not speak.

Wang Mang continued: "Just one condensing light grass is now worth at least fifty or sixty high-grade spirit stones, not to mention the hundred-year-old flame Ling, the hundred-year-old flame Ling is only a few more years than the ordinary decades-old flame Ling, but it is just a few more decades, so that the Zhuji Dan made of this hundred-year-old flame Ling can be more violent than the usual medicinal effect, which will greatly increase the success rate of foundation building, not to mention the competition of picking the flame Ling, that is, if you take it to the market to sell at least one hundred high-grade spirit stones............

Jiang Xing didn't wait for him to finish, and interrupted him and said, "Then Brother Wang, what do you mean?

Wang Mang laughed and said: "Haha, Brother Jiang is really fast-talking, then I will make it clear to the little brother, as long as you condense the light grass, then you will produce sixty high-grade spirit stones, and I will immediately offer the condensing light grass with both hands!"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Jiang Xing's eyes. But he pressed it, calmed down and said slowly: "Brother Wang, I also made a great effort to pick herbs, you are only responsible for picking, and now you have done such a ruthless and unrighteous thing, can you have a good conscience?"

Wang Mang put away his smile and said with a gloomy face: "Of course it's okay, practice together, it's just a trick, either you kill me or I'll kill you, the strong are respected, whoever has a big fist listens to whom, and sixty high-grade spirit stones are enough for my expenses for more than ten years, and I don't have to work hard to run around to do tasks." ”

Jiang Xing saw that he really couldn't talk about him, but he didn't want to condense the light grass, so he shook his head and said: "I can't hide it, I still have two or three pieces, and I really don't have that much for sixty yuan, I will return the two flame lings you gave in my hand to you, in exchange for one condensing light grass, what do you think?"

Wang Mang's eyes purred and said, "It's okay to change two plants for one, but I'll change it with your gossip knife!"

Jiang Xing looked at him and said faintly: "Brother Wang, have you ever heard that greed is not enough to swallow elephants?"

Wang Mang sneered and said: "Hmph, don't blame me for being greedy, I know that I am not your opponent, and now that the fracture of my right arm is not good, I dare not face you, so you should hand over the gossip knife." Hehe, though, I do like your gossip knife. ”

Wang Mang smiled after speaking.

Jiang Xing scolded: "Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being unkind!" After speaking, Cang Chang let out the gossip knife. In an instant, the cold light suddenly appeared in the dark night.

Wang Mang hurriedly raised his left hand to signal to stop: "Brother Jiang still doesn't seem to understand his situation, do you think the poisonous mist miasma I gave you in front of you is really an antidote?"

Jiang Xing heard him say this, and his heart chuckled.

Wang Mang seemed to have everything in his hands, slowly put his hand down, looked up at Jiang Xingdao: "You are taking the "Five Intestines Breaking Intestine Pill", walking in the immortal cultivation world, you will take the pill given to you by others, you are really stupid and pitiful!"

Countless thoughts floated through Jiang Xing's heart, glaring at Wang Mang and said: "It seems that you didn't think about joining forces with me at the beginning, you just wanted to wait for an opportunity to harm me with me, even if you didn't have these two herbs, you would be ruthless, right?"

Wang Mang smiled and said: "Yes, now that you have two high-grade herbs to make a fortune, you don't have to struggle anymore, now that it has been almost three hours, the effect of the medicine is about to attack." ”

As soon as Wang Mang's words fell, he heard a loud sound, and Jiang Xing's gossip knife fell to the ground with a soft sound. The man also fell down with a pop.

I saw Jiang Xing holding his stomach tightly with both hands, as if he was in unbearable pain, rolling back and forth. He cursed: "...... Fuck your mother's stinky mess, I'll be kind enough to save you, you...... but thou shalt take revenge. ”

Wang Mang suddenly didn't hear it, and walked closer to Jiang Xingdao: "Brother Jiang, seeing that you are so uncomfortable, let the little brother give you a ride!" Wang Mang said as he untied the silver gloves on his waist, and his right hand grinned at the pain of the wound, but the next moment his face turned happy.

Wang Mang didn't wear it in his right hand, but he wore a glove on his left hand, although he was smiling, the spiritual power of his left hand was poured in, and the glove gradually glowed red......

Jiang Xing rolled his face up, stretched out his right hand and pointed at Wang Mang and said, "You...... You ......"

Whoosh!

Two, short and rapid sounds!

A seven-inch-long dart was nailed to the throat of the unsuspecting Wang Mang, and it was gurgling with blood at this time.

Wang Mang covered his throat and muttered as if he was about to say something, but he snorted a few times but no sound came out, so his eyes widened, and he lay straight on the ground on his back.

Jiang Xing's right arm was not wrapped around anything else, but Dawu Mountain's "Streamer Sleeve Dart!" Since Steward Jia gave him the spirit stone, Jiang Xing went to the weapon shop to buy a streamer sleeve dart and a Wuyang card. It has never been shown, but it was used in the Taiyin Mountains.

Jiang Xing sat up slowly, took out a light blue pill from his arms, pinched his index finger and thumb, and gestured at the moon hanging in the air, as if he wanted to see what material was inside, and then threw it on Wang Mang with a bang.

Jiang Xing said slowly: "I said that people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants!"

How dare he take the pill given by others, knowing that he would come to the swamp, Steward Jia had already prepared an antidote for him, and spit out his medicine while Wang Mang was not paying attention, and after taking Steward Jia's medicine, he wanted to see what kind of person Wang Mang was.

Sure enough, the heart of defense is indispensable!

After speaking, he got up, picked up the gossip knife and put it into the sheath. Approaching Wang Mang, he took out two long boxes in his arms, opened them, and saw that they were indeed Ningguang Grass, and the other was a Hundred-Year-old Flame Ling!

He took out three spirit stones from his arms, some small porcelain bottles, a copy of the Eight Extremes Vein King's Body Refining Technique, and a map of animal skins.

Jiang Xing looked at his map with a small fireball, his map was different from Jiang Xing's, and a red circle was drawn in the middle of his map, that is, in the center of the Taiyin Mountain Range!

Jiang Xing looked at the red circle and thought to himself, isn't there a good treasure to mark the place? At the moment, he didn't plan to get involved in the middle of the mountain range.

The first thing is that the Condensing Light Grass is over, and the next thing is that he is going to find the Cleansing Spirit Spring, wash the marrow of the I Ching, and lay a good foundation for building the foundation.

After thinking about everything in his heart, he got up and prepared to find a place to rest, just about to leave, he looked back at Wang Mang, he was wearing gloves on his left hand and a pair hanging from his waist, Jiang Xing ripped them off, although he didn't need it, he was ready to sell it, and it was estimated that this material would have to be sold for about ten spirit stones.

Leaving near the mouth of the bat cave, Jiang Xing found a secluded place and meditated on his knees, since the two-headed snake attacked him, he no longer dared to fall asleep.

Fortunately, the night was stable, there was no monster attack, the sky was hazy, Jiang Xing took out the animal skin map, identified the direction, and headed east.

Poor Wang Mang, who should have died last night, was rescued by Jiang Xing, saw that he was greedy, and was killed by Jiang Xing, but he ate the evil fruit, and everything in the dark has its own providence!