"The little lord doesn't seem to be in a big deal. ”

In the forest, far away, two white-bearded old men sat on the top of the stone peak, quietly playing chess.

One of the old men stroked his beard and looked up at the forest in the distance, where a light had dissipated and a dragon stood in the middle of it.

There was also a teenager covered in mud against a woman.

"Well, the little lord is the hope of the dynasty and the man of destiny, so such a small difficulty is naturally harmless to him. ”

The old man sitting opposite him picked up the teacup and took a sip.

His face became rosy, and he looked intoxicated.

It's as if you're not drinking tea, but wine.

"You drink slowly, this jade tea, what you want is to taste it carefully, leave a fresh fragrance in your nose, and meditate and concentrate repeatedly to have a big harvest. ”

The old man scolded, and took a quick sip of tea.

The tea is turquoise and clear, like jasper, which makes people feel at ease.

The two sipped the tea and slowly settled on the chessboard.

The mind was on the young man in white in the distance.

Except for the two of them, no one knows about all this.

The two old men were sipping tea, and suddenly, a transmission note appeared in front of the old man with a beard.

"In Panliu City, at the intersection of the eastern and western realms, fierce conflicts suddenly broke out between the forces of all parties, and our merchant pavilion and intelligence point located there were completely cut off from the outside world overnight, and I also asked Lord Bai to go to the place quickly, and the support manpower has begun to gather. ”

It was a cold man's voice, and although the tone was cold, it carried a hint of respect.

"Oh, the clash of forces in Panliu City?"

The old man put down the teacup and looked at the old man with a beard, his eyes slightly solemn.

"Well, it looks like you're going to have to protect the little lord alone. ”

The white-bearded old man Bai An smiled and stood up.

His appearance began to change rapidly, from white hair to green silk, and his wrinkled old face to a middle-aged Chinese character face as resolute as brass.

"Lord Bai, have a good trip. ”

The old man raised his teacup and smiled, with respect and blessings for his friend.

"Naturally. ”

Lord Bai smiled confidently, the soles of his feet detached from the ground, floated in the air, and then slid across half of the sky like a meteor and disappeared into the sky.

Ye Xing felt a little groggy in his head.

He couldn't tell what it was like, like a headache but high spirits and droopy eyelids.

"Are you alright?"

Su Wan'er had already woken up, and now she was taking care of Ye Xing again.

The dragon was still with the two of them.

The faint dragon power seemed to be asserting sovereignty, making few beasts in the vicinity dare to approach.

"It's not a big problem. ”

Ye Xing gasped, his mind was like a pinprick, and his handsome face suddenly turned pale.

"I'm fine. ”

Ye Xing stopped Su Wan'er who was moving forward.

He shook his head and looked at the dragon.

He felt that the pain was due to the Strange Treasure Dragon.

But there was nothing he could do to get the dragon back into the treasure at the moment.

Su Wan'er looked at Ye Xing's pale and chilling face, and gently wiped the beads of sweat on it.

"Are you alright?"

Su Wan'er asked, but she also understood in her heart that Ye Xing's appearance could be fine.

It's just that she saw Ye Xing's eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and there were gradually traces of falling asleep.

She was worried, worried that Ye Xing would not be able to close it like this.

That's why I want to make Ye Xing less sleepy and keep his spirits alive by talking and communicating.

"It's fine. ”

Ye Xing struggled to get up and leaned against the stump next to Su Wan'er.

With a wave of his right hand, he took out a bunch of spiritual food from the storage ring.

He already felt his body getting heavier and heavier.

"I want to get some sleep. He said.

"......" Su Wan'er stopped talking.

"You...... You're not going to die, are you?"

She was really a little worried, she still remembered that her master was like this, and she never woke up after falling asleep.

Ye Xing woke up suddenly.

He pulled himself together.

"What did you say, don't talk nonsense next time!"

Ye Xing stared at Su Wan'er directly.

Then he fainted.

Frightened, Su Wan'er hurriedly reached out to protect Ye Xing's head.

She froze in place, stretched out her left hand, and tested Ye Xing's snort.

"Hoo ......"

It was a heavy snoring.

Su Wan'er was stunned, isn't she dead?

Are you sleepy?

She always felt that something wasn't quite right.

Ye Xing had a dream, the same dream he had when he left the small village.

He dreamed of a lot of iron boxes flying in the sky.

He also saw a world-famous gourmet restaurant in a dream, and the gourmet shop was actually opened by himself.

He was overjoyed, but just then, a drizzle began to fall in the sky.

Gradually, the rain became warmer.

Ye Xing was stunned, standing in front of his store, and suddenly found that he was the only one left in this world.

The rain gradually became heavier, Ye Xing stretched out his hand, and he noticed that something was wrong.

The rain turned bloody.

"I ...... It's in a dream, right?"

Ye Xing looked up at the sky, there were more and more raindrops, and blood rained in the sky.

It was as if he heard something.

It was a woman's voice, as if there was some other cacophony ringing in my ears.

Ye Xing opened his eyes.

What catches your eye is a miserable white and beautiful face.

Ye Xing was stunned.

Seeing Ye Xing's eyes open, the face smiled.

However, drops of blood fell on Ye Xing's face.

"Are you awake?"

Su Wan'er smiled weakly.

She coughed up two mouthfuls of blood again.

Ye Xing's eyes widened suddenly, and suddenly, a sword light struck, and a huge force swept at the same time.

Ye Xing got up quickly and hugged Su Wan'er to the side.

The tree behind him collapsed, sending up a cloud of smoke.

"Hand over the Alienated Vermilion Fruit, or you will be tortured to death by me. ”

Chen Keqing flicked his long knife, and a powerful aura burst out.

Translucent, colorless aura slowly flowed around the tip of the knife.

"Ahem......"

Su Wan'er coughed up a mouthful of blood and lay on Ye Xing's chest, her eyes gradually drifting.

"I'm not going to let you die. ”

With Ye Xing's ingenuity, how could he not see what was happening.

When he was unconscious, Chen Keqing, who was originally led away by the white fox, ran into them, and Su Wan'er fought with Chen Keqing because she couldn't take Ye Xing away.

However, Su Wan'er's strength was still too low after all, and she was suppressed by Chen Keqing in all aspects.

Until, Ye Xing woke up.

"I'm not going to let you die. ”

Ye Xing spoke for the second time, he took out the Xingyun Sword in his right hand, and quickly drew a pattern of formations in his left hand.

"Low-Order Hemostatic Pattern"

"Low-level Spirit Formation Formation"

......

Formation patterns quickly appeared on Ye Xing's fingertips, and then merged into Su Wan'er's body.

On the other side, Chen Keqing frowned.

He really didn't expect that this young man in white was still a formation mage.

And it seems that the formation attainment is not low.

He regretted it a little, generally speaking, few people were willing to be enemies of the formation mage.

Not to mention anything else, just to say that the breakthrough needs the assistance of a formation mage, which makes many people feel in awe of the mage.

But the thought that his spirit fruit was still on the assassin made him angry again.

So, Chen Keqing decided not to do anything.

He was going to kill the two of them, take the spirit fruit, and then go to find the place where the powerful energy fluctuations and strange treasures appeared.