Chapter 471: Ziyu and Zilang

And in the abyss tuyere that Mu Xuan fell, a layer of isolated tuyere light curtain, nearly 100,000 zhang away, penetrating endless clouds and frost, and then down, in a place in this prison mountain range, a voice suddenly came. Bayi Chinese =ā‰ˆā‰ˆ.=8ā‰ˆ1≠Z≠=.≄C≄O≠M

"Ziyu, I'll carry you!"

On a rugged mountain road, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy stretched out his hand to the girl behind him and said. "The sun is about to go down, and the whole side of Hell Mountain is going to cool down. Let's hurry up, grandpa said that as soon as the sun goes down, the prison mountain will drop to minus fifty or sixty degrees, or even more than 100 degrees. The man was frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant. Even if our Wind God Clan is fast, we may not be able to escape! ā€

"Brother, I can walk, I don't need you to carry ......"

The girl behind the boy looked like she was eleven or twelve years old, although her eyebrows and eyes were not yet open, but she could see at a glance that she was a beautiful embryo.

The figures of the two are like shuttles, fast and abnormal, often as soon as they move, the person appears three meters away, and there is only a trace of wind behind them, and even because the figure is too fast, they are dragging their long tails. Obviously, the boy in front of him is much faster.

Their steps are light, like walking butterflies, and they are extremely beautiful. And as they walked, a gentle wind brushed their bodies.

"Huh! Brother, look over there......"

Ziyu, who was walking behind, suddenly stopped and shouted. Then, point in one direction. "Brother, look over there...... There are quirky ......"

Following the direction of Ziyu's finger, the boy stopped and turned around. Following the direction of Ziyu's finger, he saw a canyon next to the mountain road in front of him, where a large pile of messy things was piled up.

A look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on the boy's face, as he suddenly recognized one of them, which was a pile of scattered pure gold. Under the illumination of the setting sun, it reflects a dazzling luster.

"Ziyu, wow, rich. This is the pure gold of the outside world! ā€

After a burst of ecstasy, the boy hurriedly took the girl's hand, rushed to the edge of the canyon, and quickly picked up the pure gold scattered all over the place, as for some of the lower grade fairy stones as big as pebbles next to them, they did not move.

After the boy picked up the pure gold from the ground, he turned around and was about to run down the mountain.

"Brother, wait, that ...... There seems to be someone over there! The girl broke free of her brother's hand and pointed to the bottom of the canyon.

"How can there be people in this barren mountain and wild mountains?"

The boy froze when he heard this, and followed the direction of Ziyu's fingers, but he really saw a person with a broken green robe, lying face down, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"This ...... This must be dead! ā€

The boy was a little hesitant, a little scared. "This must be someone who was frozen to death by the frost of Prison Mountain. Let's leave it alone! ā€

"Brother, no, let's take a look." Ziyu's handsome little face raised, looked at her brother and said. "In case he hadn't died, when the sun had set, the frost of Hell Mountain would really come, and the temperature would drop instantly. Perhaps, he will die. Moreover, these pure gold should also be his ......"

"This ......" The boy's face was a little red, these pure gold were so close to this person, it should be his. There is nothing wrong with saving his life.

It's just that the boy doesn't want to make trouble, because whenever something unusually strange happens here, the Prison Mountain Palace under the mountain will always send someone to block this place and prevent other idlers from approaching.

The boy's grandfather was seriously injured by the Qiu prison officer of the Prison Mountain Palace because of a pile of pure gold dropped from the outside world last time, and this time the boy took his sister Ziyu into the mountain to pick some herbs to heal his grandfather.

"Brother, even if he dies. Let's bury him too! ā€

Ziyu was very kind-hearted, shook his brother's hand, and said. "Don't you don't know the danger of Prison Mountain, can't you bear to worry about Ziyu after she goes back?"

The girl's words got to the point, her brother Zilang loved her sister very much, and he didn't want to look back and see Ziyu's painful appearance.

"That'...... All right! Zilang looked up at the sky and said. Ziyu, you wait for me above, I'll go down to the bottom of the valley and bury him! ā€

Seeing the man whose clothes were broken and who didn't know if he was dead or alive, Zilang didn't let Ziyu come down. First, it is inconvenient to go down to the bottom of the valley, although this small canyon is not high, and secondly, it is afraid of death beyond recognition, which will scare Ziyu.

"Okay, thank you, brother!" Ziyu laughed when she heard this, her eyes squinted together, like two crescent moons, very cute.

"If you look like this, you will suffer in the future!" Zilang shook his head. Suddenly, the figure flickered, the traces of the wind appeared, and the figure quickly rushed down to the bottom of the valley, and a few vertical leaps, leaving an afterimage with a long tail, and then fell to the bottom of the valley.

As if deciding that the man would not survive, Zilang didn't look at the man at all, but took out a medicine shovel from behind his back and began to dig a pit in a relatively soft place at the bottom of the valley.

"Well, thank you for your pure money. You won't be able to buy a few things in the outside world, and you don't want them to be scattered there. I picked it up and it was mine. But, look at you such a poor person, and pick up your pure gold. I buried it for you, and you don't owe each other, and you don't have to thank me. This is my sister Ziyu, who is kind-hearted! ā€

Zilang muttered a lot of words. Although he is only about 1.6 meters long, his strength is surprisingly large, and he dug a pit more than a meter deep with a few shovels.

After Zilang dug the pit, he said to Ziyu who was standing by the canyon above. "Don't look away, I'm afraid I'll scare you!"

"Oh, brother! You have to be light, he's dead, don't hurt him! Ziyu puffed out her mouth, whispered, and turned her back.

"What are you talking about, it will hurt when you die, it's really ......" Zilang grabbed the arm of the man on the ground as he spoke, but as soon as he made contact, Zilang's hand was retracted as if he was electrocuted.

"Huh? No, this ...... This man is still alive! ā€

Zilang was in a panic in his heart, and in his heart this person was dead. "How are you still alive? However, maybe he didn't die in the first place! ā€

After a few seconds of panic, You Lang hurriedly stretched out his right hand and put it on the man's neck to feel his pulse beating.

"Still alive?" Ziyu above was also startled, and quickly turned around and looked down in surprise.

"It's still alive, and according to the medical methods that my grandfather once taught, I can see that his pulse is stable, and he may wake up at some point." Zilang seems to have studied a little Chinese medicine with his grandfather, and his right middle finger index finger is at the vein of the man's wrist.

"Brother, we can't leave him behind!" Ziyu looked at his brother. "Grandpa once said that saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter......"

"But...... But how do you take the lead to go back? ā€

Zilang glanced at the man with some embarrassment, and then looked at Ziyu. There are still more than twenty miles of mountain road from the foot of their prison mountain, and the sun is about to set, the frost of this prison mountain is about to come out, and the temperature is about to drop. It will be very dangerous to delay and save in the mountains, and even the fierce beasts and demons in the mountains will hide.

"Brother, I beg you. If you don't save him back, I'll be here with him! Ziyu stubbornly pouted. Constantly shaking Zilang's arm.