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The sky was very clear, and Zhang Yun had to squint his eyes. The air was dry, so Zhang Yun closed his mouth tightly to make sure that no more moisture was coming out. But the surroundings were very empty, which made Zhang Yun very sad, because at a glance, even a small piece of trees was very far away, bare on three sides, and one side was a big steep slope, but it was covered with a lot of plants, but Zhang Yun didn't want to take the risk immediately, he planned to look for it on this flat ground anyway.

Zhang Yun wandered around for about an hour, but he couldn't resist the protest in his stomach, and he mustered up the courage to come to the edge of the steep slope without much fear, and then spread out his feet and lay on the ground. He decided to go down and try it, no matter how much or less, as long as he could find something to eat and fill his stomach so that he and Yi Jian would not die in that broken temple.

Slowly sliding down the slope, Zhang Yun himself didn't know where he got so much knowledge and means to ensure that his body, which really didn't have much strength, could slide down the slope steadily and safely.

Passing through the dirt and rocky area on the top little by little, and experiencing two mountain side winds, Zhang Yun was still a few feet away from the nearest green. Soon, the first ingestible plant was choked off and stuffed into a makeshift bag on his waist, then the second.

The more familiar he became, Zhang Yun even began to wonder if his family had been a medicine collector for generations, otherwise how could he be so familiar with medical skills and various plants? However, thinking of the previous kind of battle between the gods and goddesses, Zhang Yun was very sure that his Zhang family was definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, otherwise how could it provoke so many powerful enemies.

Zhang Yun tried to think about whether he could recall something, and at the same time followed his body's "instinct" to collect medicine. Zhang Yun himself didn't even notice that he had climbed to the edge of a cliff with a hook, where there was a weeping grass, which was a very rare herb, which was born on the cliff and was born in ninety years.

If I use this medicine for Yi Jian, I won't have to serve him for so many days. Zhang Yun was determined in his heart that as long as Yi Jian returned to normal, he would definitely take good care of himself, but he didn't think about why a person from a place where he was going to capture him or even kill him should be good to him.

At present, Zhang Yun is no longer six or seven years old, but he has obviously not returned to a normal state. For example, his thinking about many things is completely natural, and he will automatically throw away many external conditions, such as he dares to think crankily in this kind of place, but he didn't notice that there was a hand stretched out from the bottom of the cliff, aiming at this weeping grass.

"You let go!" two voices, one on the cliff and one on the bottom of the cliff, spoke in unison, a man and a woman.

"Ah!" The two screams that were not surprising were also in unison, but Zhang Yun's scream, who had no goods in his stomach, was obviously suppressed by the sharp screams under the cliff.

"Is it a human or a ghost!?"

"I'm human! What are you!?"

"Not a ghost?"

"Of course not!"

After five consecutive questions and answers with a high synchronization rate, the two people on and off the cliff laughed at the same time, because they really thought the conversation was too boring and too funny.

Hanging or lying in such a dangerous place, laughter will not last long. Zhang Yun first suppressed the laughter, and then the one under the cliff also shut up, and they all found the same thing, that is, the two hands of the two who were grasping on the weeping grass had never moved away.

Zhang Yun, who took a step slower to hold it, moved his fingers, the little hand below was dry and a little rough, but the strength of holding the root of the weeping grass was not small, Zhang Yun asked himself if he had the strength to pull away the other party's fingers like firewood sticks.

"What are you moving, don't let go!?" the female voice under the cliff was already angry.

Zhang Yun pursed his lips and decided to save some effort to find a way to let the other party go, after all, Yi Jian's biggest chance to "come back to life" was in front of him, how could he give up so easily. He flipped through his head, then lifted his index finger and slammed it down on the wrist of the little hand before he could force it.

"Oops" A cry of pain sounded, and the owner of the little hand did not let go immediately as Zhang Yun imagined, but immediately began to counterattack after trembling for a while, of course, accompanied by the scolding under the cliff.

"Are you looking for death? I'm still hanging on the cliff, if you fall, you can pay for your life!? Are you crazy or stupid, are you all glue in your head? If you mess around, this girl will pinch this weeping grass in two sections, and no one will use it!" Because of pain or anger, the voice coming from the cliff was slightly out of shape and broken, but the other party held the fingers of the weeping grass roots and moved it vigorously, which was a very clear expression of her determination.

Weeping grass must be eaten with roots, stems, leaves and flowers, and now this weeping grass flower will not bloom, it is the time when the medicinal power is the fullest, if it is really missing the root, it is equivalent to one less adjustment to neutralize its huge medicinal power, if it is fed to Yi Jian like this, then Zhang Yun will probably have to spend more effort to dig a pit to bury Yi Jian's body.

"You woman is too unreasonable! Obviously, I saw it first!" Zhang Yun couldn't think of any good way for a while, because he had already understood that his strength was basically impossible to exert the true power of any skill that he could come up with in his head, and lying in this kind of place all the time was rapidly approaching the limit of his physical strength that he could retreat.

"Who is unreasonable!? How can I hold it first when you see it first?"

"That's because I'm slow to stretch my hand! This grass is on the cliff, and I saw it from the top down, of course, I saw it first!"

"Phew! Still a man, I see that you are not a man, open your eyes and talk nonsense! I see that you are the one who secretly follows me all the way! You black-hearted ghosts, don't think you can deceive me! I want to sell this grass for a good price! Let go, or everyone will not want it!"

The tone under the cliff became tougher and tougher, and Zhang Yun's physical fitness became worse and worse. He could feel that his body was about to reach its limit, but he still couldn't think of a good way to get his hands on this precious herb. Whether it was touching his hands or knocking on the holes, including verbal confrontation, Zhang Yun couldn't take advantage of it, which made him feel depressed and ruthless.

Zhang Yun ignored the fact that this was a dangerous cliff, and the whole person pounced forward, biting directly on the thin wrist.

Zhang Yun didn't bite down casually, he had already aimed at the acupoint on the opponent's wrist, because he had to make sure that the other party had to let go of the other party and not damage the herbs after biting, and Zhang Yun didn't want the other party to fall from the cliff because of the impact of the acupoint.

"Little bastard dares to bite this girl!?"

With a sharp angry scolding that rose to the sky, Zhang Yun didn't know where the strength came from, so he stuffed the weeping grass into the bag on his waist, turned his head and began to climb up the slope.

"Little bastard, don't run!" The scream started again, and the anger had reached the point where the hairs on Zhang Yun's back stood on end.

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