Lin Yuan ran all the way, walked for about three or four miles, and finally broke out of the Dead Moon Valley, and the road was suddenly much more wide.

The shouts of killing in the Valley of the Dead Moon are still there.

"The thief will leave!"

Just when Lin Yuan thought it was safe, on the right half of the mountain beam, the dust was flying, and a general led hundreds of cavalry guards to chase and kill.

"Not good!"

Lin Yuan recognized Wei Yan at a glance, and this person actually chased and killed him.

Wei Yan is at least a king-level military general.

Lin Yuan is far from his opponent now.

"Lord, let's stop them!"

Eighteen Xiaoguo guards were loyal, their momentum was practiced, they were not afraid of death, and they rushed directly with phoenix mouth knives in their hands.

Lin Yuan nodded, and directly pulled out the horse and ran.

The only thing he had to think about now was to run for his life.

As long as he lives, there is hope for everything.

Soon, Wei Yan's hundreds of cavalry guards collided with eighteen Xiaoguo guards.

In an instant, more than a dozen of Wei Yan's cavalry guards were slashed and killed.

Of the eighteen Xiaoguowei, none of them were injured.

The eighth-order heavy armored cavalry lives up to its name.

Wei Yan also sensed the power of Xiao Guowei, he directly fought against a Xiao Guo Wei, the glaive knife flew, the blade slashed, and only two layers of armor were broken, and the innermost gold soft armor could not be split.

When he saw this scene, his expression was shocked.

And at this moment, he found that Lin Yuan's figure was about to disappear at the corner of the mountain road in front of him, and if he didn't chase it, he would lose it.

Wei Yan made a decision immediately, directly left the personal guard cavalry, and rushed forward alone.

Lin Yuan rushed out three or four miles away, and saw that there were many forks in the mountain road ahead, and he didn't know which road to choose for a while.

And just as he hesitated, the dust rose again in the rear, and Wei Yan personally chased after him.

Lin Yuan was a little angry, so he picked a random path and stepped into it.

In the rear, Wei Yan soon did not give up and followed closely.

He seemed to have turned on the [Advanced Charge S] skill, and the war horse galloped, and the distance between him and Lin Yuan was getting closer and closer.

Lin Yuan was so angry that he had to draw a bow and shoot Wei Yan's horse.

However, Wei Yan's riding skills are also good, moving left and right, and the arrows can't hit the war horse at all.

Not only that, but Wei Yan also shot back.

Wei Yan's riding and archery skills are much more powerful than Lin Yuan's, at least [Advanced Riding S].

The arrow crossed an arc in mid-air, and it actually hit Lin Yuan's left shoulder as if it had eyes.

Lin Yuan felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder, as if it was torn, and blood coughed up from the corner of his mouth.

It's hurting the lungs!

He hurriedly activated the [Intermediate Charge A] skill, attached his body, and the man pressed against the horse's neck and rushed forward.

I can't shoot it, so I can only run forward.

In this way, the two of them galloped for more than ten miles, one after the other, and the horses were almost gone.

A pine forest suddenly appeared ahead, and the forest was full of fog.

In this cold winter and heavy snow, there is such a fog, which is extremely abnormal.

However, Lin Yuan had no choice, because Wei Yan was only half a mile away from him.

Lin Yuan immediately rushed into the pine forest and disappeared into the fog in the blink of an eye.

Wei Yanke didn't have Lin Yuan's boldness, he had already discovered this pine forest, which was full of fog and strange everywhere.

However, it is impossible for him to give up capturing Lin Yuan alive.

After hesitating for a moment, he also drove his horse into the pine forest, but after only half a pillar of incense, he walked out of the fog again, looking confused.

After Lin Yuan entered the pine forest, the fog engulfed him in the blink of an eye.

The fog was so thick that I couldn't see the road ahead clearly.

Lin Yuan had no choice but to put down the reins and let the war horse move forward.

In this case, the wild nature of the horse is more effective.

Moreover, just now he galloped all the way, and the arrow wound on his back seemed to be more serious, and at this moment he calmed down, and he couldn't stop coughing up blood in his mouth.

His vision began to blur, he was dizzy, and he sat on horseback and staggered.

The moment before he passed out, he seemed to hear a melodious sound of the piano, the mountains and rivers, and the hearts of the people were clear.

……

When Lin Yuan woke up again, he found him lying on a wooden bed.

The house was filled with the smell of medicine.

An old man with a gray beard and sloppy clothes was boiling medicine around a few mouthfuls of black ding.

Lin Yuan tried to get up, but the sharp pain from his back and chest made him break out in a cold sweat and couldn't struggle.

"You'd better lie down!"

The old man in sloppy clothes found that Lin Yuan was awake, but he just said something nonchalty.

Lin Yuan was helpless, so he had to lie down again.

"Old man, where is this? How did I get here? ”

"This is the Wushan Ministry, I am the priest of the Wushan tribe, you accidentally broke into the fog of Wonderland, and the war horse found here looking for the sound of the piano." The old man replied without being salty.

When Lin Yuan heard this, his eyes widened.

"This is, what an adventure!"

In the world of Mushuang, there are many adventures that are randomly refreshed, such as someone jumping off a cliff and accidentally obtaining divine skills, and someone breaking into a fog and getting guidance from immortals.

And this Wushan tribe that Lin Yuan encountered seemed to be a tribe during the reign of Shennong.

He didn't know what adventures he had when he entered this tribe.

But he knew that he seemed to be free from Wei Yan's pursuit.

The priest of the Wushan tribe, after answering Lin Yuan's question, did not speak, but continued to boil the medicine.

Lin Yuan saw that he threw all poisonous species such as snakes, scorpions, centipedes, and spiders into the black medicine pod, and put in some precious medicinal materials such as white kernel flowers, golden yang grass, and stone spirit milk.

And what Lin Yuan couldn't stand the most, the priest of the Wushan tribe, actually put a few human bones in it.

Let the fire boil for half an hour.

"That's it!"

The old priest reached out and tasted the medicinal soup, smiled and nodded.

Then, his gaze turned to Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan suddenly had a feeling that something was wrong.

Sure enough, the old priest walked to the side of the bed and directly reached out to lift Lin Yuan, Lin Yuan couldn't imagine that an eighty-year-old man could actually lift him with one hand.

"Old priest, what are you doing here?"

Lin Yuan didn't want to be boiled as a medicine primer.

But the old man didn't listen to Lin Yuan's nonsense at all, and directly stripped Lin Yuan of everything and threw it into the black medicine tripod.

The hot medicinal soup made Lin Yuan blister.

However, it didn't take long for those hot sensations to disappear and be replaced by a warm ocean, as if wrapped in the sun's rays in the cold winter.

Lin Yuan breathed a deep sigh of relief.

In the black medicinal soup, there was a trace of mysterious heat, and it began to drill into the wound on Lin Yuan's left shoulder.

The wound was suddenly very itchy, as if there were ants crawling again.

This is a sign that the wound is healing.

While Lin Yuan was frightened, he also began to let go of his mind and let his body absorb as much of these mysterious heat as possible.

This bubble is a whole day.

When the medicinal soup in the black tripod became clear, the wound on Lin Yuan's back was completely healed.

"It's amazing!"

Lin Yuan stood in front of the bronze mirror and couldn't help but marvel.

The wound on his left shoulder was completely healed, as was the wound in his lungs, and there was no trace of discomfort again.

Not only that, but he also felt that his strength seemed to be stronger than before.

"Old priest, what is this secret recipe?"

Lin Yuan couldn't help but ask curiously.

It's a pity that after the old priest healed Lin Yuan's injuries, he didn't care much about him anymore.