Bai Lingzhi is still quite bitter to eat directly, the young man couldn't help frowning, and Qingqing didn't know where to take out the two red fruits, "Eat this, you won't be bitter if you eat it." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "This is the red lantern she gave Shun Shuncai, sweet and sour and delicious.

The young man took the fruit and asked seemingly casually, "Qingqing, did you pick this white lingzhi in the cave?" ”

Qingqing is not stupid, hearing him ask like this, his eyes purred, "Yes, I saw it once in the cave before, and I was not afraid of letting people take it off, so I took it all out, Brother Zi, this thing is called Bai Lingzhi?" Isn't it worth the money? "She wouldn't say that there was still a white lingzhi in the cave.

The young man ate the whole white lingzhi plant, and then said with a sigh of relief, "The low year is not expensive, the price of about ten years is about thirty taels, the higher the year of this thing, the heavier the aura, the more valuable it is, you won't regret giving it to me, right?" ”

I heard that Bai Lingzhi is so valuable, and Qingqing's eyes are about to burst into little stars, so much how much is Bai Lingzhi worth.

"What do you think?"

A few slender fingers flashed in front of him, and Qingqing came back to his senses: "Huh? No, I didn't think about anything, let's go. The little swarthy face revealed a hint of red.

The lips under the shadow of the boy's hat were pursed together, as if snickering, and without saying anything, the two continued on their way.

The medicinal effect of Bai Lingzhi does not seem to be very obvious in the young man, and his body has not improved significantly, usually Qingqing only needs to walk for half a morning, and the two of them have walked for most of the day, and the sky has darkened when they come down from the mountain.

Qingqing did not take the boy out of the vicinity of Xiaoyang Village, she was afraid of bringing unnecessary trouble to the small village, she didn't understand anything, but she had such a momentum, she grew up in the mountains and forests, she knew the truth that she could only become a talent by continuous grinding, cowardice, evasion, would only be eliminated, and moving forward bravely was the right way.

"This road will go all the way to Black Sheep City, Brother Zi, do you want to rest for a while?" Qingqing has never been far away, this road was told to her by Li Erlang.

The boy drank a sip of water, his breathing was a little heavy, and his body couldn't bear to eat while he was in a hurry, but he still insisted and said, "It's not safe to have space here, let's hurry up." ”

"Don't worry, now the gate is closed." Although Qingqing didn't know exactly what time the city gate would close, she heard that the city gate would not open when it was dark, and it would be midnight at their speed.

"It's okay if it's closed, I'll have a way to get in there." As he spoke, the boy straightened his clothes and moved on.

Qingqing took the water bag in the young man's hand and hung it on his body, and obediently followed aside.

Two figures, one high and one low, walked on the path in the field, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the surroundings were getting quieter and quieter, so quiet that Qingqing could clearly hear the young man's panting, which was very heavy and difficult.

The young man's body began to shake a little, but before he could stop, Qingqing stepped forward and dragged the young man's forearm and said, "I'll help you." ”

When Qingqing's hand touched the young man's arm, the young man's body paused obviously, but he quickly returned to his senses, and he didn't push Qingqing away, because he could feel that he couldn't hold out too far on his own.

Actually, if someone passes by at this time, they will find that their posture is very funny, Qingqing's height is too low, and it looks like a teenager with a particularly thick crutch.

Qingqing felt that the hand holding the boy's arm was getting stronger and stronger, and in the end, she was basically dragging the boy away.

Black Sheep City belongs to the border city, Daqingshan is the territory of the demon clan, although the Qingshan Demon King is famous for his good temper, but the human race will not be defenseless, so the city wall of the Black Sheep City is six or seven meters high, and the dark city wall can be seen from a distance.

It is said that Wangshan ran a dead horse, and saw the Black Sheep City early in the morning, but the two of them walked to the city gate tower in the middle of the night, and the young man's face was a little frightening at this time.

There is a tea stall in the city gate tower, there is no light and only a faint moonlight, but there are people sitting there, presumably waiting for the travelers who will open the city gate tomorrow morning.

Qingqing helped the young man to an empty table to rest, and secretly tore a piece of white lingzhi and fed it to him, her wealth was not exposed, when she didn't know how much white lingzhi was worth, she also told Li Erlang not to let others see it, and she naturally wouldn't let others find out.

The young man ate the white lingzhi, still panting, and when Xiaoxiao helped him before, he could feel that his clothes were already soaked.

There was no light in the middle of the night, and the other travelers knew that someone was there again, but no one paid much attention, and most of them slept on their tables.

However, Qingqing always felt a burst of tightness in her heart, just like the feeling of being targeted by a fierce beast in the mountains and forests before, she was not a natural strongman, and the skills of heaven and earth as a teacher were obtained by fighting with beasts, it can only be said that if it weren't for her innate physical fitness, she wouldn't have known which beast's belly she had entered.

Qingqing's eyesight at night is far beyond ordinary people, if she hadn't kept her head down, others would have found that her eyes had been flashing with ghostly light, secretly observing everyone around her, and finally fixed on the leather merchant who was sorting out the goods at the table next to her, and asked secretly vigilantly in her heart, "Uncle, come back from the mountains to collect the goods?" ”

The man's originally calm gaze suddenly became sharp, and the air flow on his body surged, and he took out a short knife from his waist and stabbed directly at the young man on the side.

Qingqing was on guard early in the morning, and he went to block the short knife, Qingqing's hand did not touch some ointment that would make the skin look black, it looked white and cute, and the young man watched a white and tender little hand grasp the short knife. With a tense mind, he tore off the pendant around his neck, but before he could do anything, the small hand and the short knife had already touched together.

The image of blood splattering had already flashed through the boy's mind, but the scene in the real world did not happen.

The short knife collided with the small hand, making a sound of metal colliding, and the assassin was disrupted because he didn't think that he would be stopped by this girl, and he was exhausted in one go, and when he attacked again, he lost his previous momentum.

Of course, even if he lost his previous momentum, Qingqing was not the opponent of this person who had cultivated to achieve the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation, but the thing was like this, one thing could become something that could never be completed because of such a momentary delay.

In the second attack, the assassin was beheaded with a sword before he could get close to Qingqing, but fortunately Qingqing dodged in time, otherwise he would have been splashed with blood.

From the assassin's attack to being killed, it was a matter of a few seconds, and the people next to him hadn't reacted, ordinary people couldn't see anything in the night, and the sound was not loud, and some people who were sleeping didn't even wake up.

The dusty Fu Bo looked at the young man with a frightened face, "How is the childe?" ”

The young man nervously grabbed Qingqing's little hand, it was a weapon made of fine iron, where could the flesh and blood of a person be stopped, he was ready to raise Qingqing for the rest of his life.

However, Qingqing's little hands were still white and tender, only the nails were broken together, and there were some blood marks on the tips of the fingers, the young man raised his head and looked at Qingqing in shock, "How did you do it?" ”

Although the young man has no night vision, his cultivator's eyesight is beyond ordinary people, and he can clearly see that the pair of big black eyes on Qingqing's little face are staring at him with a smile, without the horror of seeing a dead person for the first time, without the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, it is very clean.

Feeling that those smart eyes were getting closer and closer to him, the young man could feel Qingqing's eyelashes across his cheeks, and a crisp child's voice sounded in his ears, "Brother Zi wants to help Qingqing keep it secret." ”