In the dead of night, there was a burst of partridge cries outside the window of the wooden house, and a deep and terrible cry made people listen to it very sadly, Yang Huaiping glanced at Hui Fen who was sleeping next to him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly and smiled bitterly and turned over and got out of bed.

* Ping gently pushed open the door of the wooden house, he let out a long breath and walked out of Huifen's room, Yang Huaiping thought that he had been frank and honest all his life, but he really did something very condemnable on his conscience tonight, Yang Huaiping felt that after all kinds of things, he had changed, he was no longer the person who was silent and looked a little wooden, he became sometimes he didn't know himself, maybe his heart became harder than before.

Yang Huaiping thought to himself that this may be the price that a person must pay for growth, losing something, owning something, which seems fair.

At night, Yang Huaiping didn't move Hui Fen's body, he just took Hui Fen's virgin blood in a very secret way, but even so, Yang Huaiping felt a burst of condemnation and uneasiness in his conscience, and he was even a little annoyed, if Yang Huaiping was given another chance to be principled, he believed that he would never make the same choice as now.

But since everything has been done, what's the use of more repentance?

Yang Huaiping knew that he was a soft-hearted person in his heart, and he never wanted to take the initiative to hurt others, *After looking at the cold moon in the sky and pondering for a long time, he walked towards the depths of Qingyu Gorge.

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While in bed, Hui Fen told Yang Huaiping that the treasure was hidden in a dragon-shaped hill deep in the Qingyuxia rainforest.

Under the cover of night, Yang Huaiping walked in the rainforest with a little damp feeling under a round of cold moonlight, his mood seemed heavy and depressed, indescribable.

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As he walked farther and farther away, Yang Huaiping came to the side of the granite dragon-shaped hill, he took out the golden gun from the hemp yellow bag on his waist and began to circle around the dragon-shaped hill, Yang Huaiping kept tinkering with the golden gun, trying to find the entrance to the treasure.

About a pillar of incense time, Yang Huaiping heard a dull sound when he knocked with the golden gun, and he did not hesitate to poke a hole in the dragon vein with the golden gun and jumped down.

After Yang Huaiping went down, he walked cautiously among the dark and dim dragon-shaped hills, as if he was afraid that if he took a wrong step, he would be doomed.

At this moment, Yang Huaiping heard the neighing of a war horse in his ears, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a soldier riding a war horse, wearing armor, wearing a mask, and holding a spear rushing towards him.

At the same time, countless corpses crawled out of the entire dragon-shaped hill, and Yang Huaiping slightly turned sideways to dodge the sudden shot of the armored soldier, and his backhand shot suddenly swept towards the neck of the armored soldier.

But at this moment, a scene that made Yang Huaiping dumbfounded appeared, and at the same time that he made a cut in the neck of the man wearing armor with the golden gun, the wound was miraculously healed.

When Yang Huaiping was stunned, those corpses and turtles in the dragon-shaped hill crawled towards him one after another, Yang Huaiping suddenly felt his scalp tingle, and he couldn't help but jump out of the hole broken by the dragon-shaped hill.

Countless corpse turtles chasing Yang Huaiping retreated like a tide after encountering the moonlight pouring down from the entrance of the cave.

After Yang Huaiping saw this scene, he held a golden gun to chisel the hole on the dragon-shaped hill bigger and bigger, and Yang Huaiping chiseled the hole so that the cold moonlight in the sky could shine on the entire dragon-shaped hill, and he was willing to give up.

After doing this, Yang Huaiping jumped into the dragon-shaped hill again, and this time after coming down, the corpse turtle in the dragon-shaped hill really did not appear again, but the soldier who was riding a war horse and wearing armor still carried a spear and stabbed towards him abruptly.

Yang Huaiping suddenly lay his body back, he almost fell under the armoured soldier's war horse almost close to the ground, Yang Huaiping suddenly poked the tip of the spear Yang up, he lifted the entire war horse and the armored soldier on it above his head and fell to the ground.

Without waiting for the armored soldier to stand up, Yang Huaiping's figure flashed to the side of the armored soldier, and he made countless knives on the head and heart of the armored soldier like lightning.

In an instant, the entire head of the soldier in armor was directly stabbed into a blood gourd by Yang Huaiping, and to Yang Huaiping's surprise, the soldier in armor stood up again in an instant.

Yang Huaiping couldn't help but scold, "I'm grass, this thing can't be killed, Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this evil!"

As he spoke, Yang Huaiping suddenly poured his true qi into the golden spear in his hand, and the golden spear in his hand instantly turned red, and Yang Huaiping suddenly swept the golden spear in his hand towards the armored soldier again.

But in an instant, several neighing sounds of war horses sounded in the dragon-shaped hill one after another, and Yang Huaiping took a look at him, and six soldiers in armor who were exactly the same as the dark brown blood on their heads beside him suddenly appeared.

In the face of such a tricky scene, Yang Huaiping didn't have so much at this time, he opened his mouth and spit out the white light of Zhu Yan Neidan, Yang Huaiping swallowed this Zhu Yan Neidan in the cocoon of Huoze Mountain, but he never dared to absorb the violent energy in it, but now, Yang Huaiping can't care so much.

Yang Huaiping sat cross-legged on the ground, silently reciting the mental mantra and shouted, "Wu Qi!"

In an instant, a monster with a human-faced snake body appeared above Yang Huaiping's head, and the monster with a human-faced snake-body on top of his head suddenly opened its mouth and sucked Zhu Yannedan into his mouth.

Immediately afterward, the human-faced snake-body monster devoured the armored soldier with a large mouth of blood, and it swallowed the seven armored soldiers into its mouth like a whirlwind.

Yang Huaiping slowly opened his eyes, and then the human-faced snake-body monster above his head dissipated, Yang Huaiping muttered in surprise: "This magic technique is really magical, it can devour the inner pill effortlessly, if you devour more inner pills in the future, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!"

Immediately, Yang Huaiping began to look for treasures in the dragon-shaped hills, and at the same time, he kept staring at the movement of the bright moon in the sky, Yang Huaiping knew that once the bright moon moved, the corpses and turtles in the dragon-shaped hills would rush towards him again.

About a pillar of incense time later, Yang Huaiping saw a coffin made of gold in the depths of the dragon-shaped hill, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva in his Adam's apple.

After being stunned for a short time, Yang Huaiping's heart fluttered with the golden gun in his hand and walked towards the golden coffin, because he was too nervous, dense beads of sweat flowed from his forehead.

Time seemed to have passed a century, Yang Huaiping finally walked in front of the golden coffin, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva after his Adam's apple rolled, slowly pushed open the lid of the golden coffin, and in an instant, a puppet flew out of the golden coffin, it suddenly spewed out a mouthful of turbid yellow smoke towards Yang Huaiping, and * Ping fell next to the golden coffin.