Several days have passed, Ye Yinan and Ye Qingyan have been busy, and after they have found some guys to repair and tinker, the mansion has a new look.

In addition to buying some daily necessities, the two also selected one of the many wings of the mansion as a school, and prepared many books to teach children to read and write.

However, this day, Ye Yinan did not pass as usual, because in the early morning, Qiu Meng suddenly came to the small courtyard and told him the news about Jingyuan Cao.

This was a major matter related to the Dao Exercises, he did not delay any effort, and after notifying Ye Qingyan, he left Ziyun City alone.

According to Qiu Meng, Jingyuan Grass will be exhibited at the auction in Tianyuan County three days later. Ye Yinan wasn't too surprised by this news, although the Jingyuan Grass was only a second-order medicinal material, it stood to reason that it could be bought in a slightly larger pharmacy, but who made it carry a fine character.

Just rush this fine word, I am afraid that there will be a group of old people who are about to die to compete for bidding, and the person who consigned the essence grass is probably also such an idea, wanting to increase the price a little.

The official road under your feet is much wider than the country path you have been before, and you can pass three horse-drawn carriages side by side at a time.

On either side are rolling mountains, shimmering with blinding light under the white snow, like two silver-white dragons lying on the ground.

Perhaps the mountain is too high, isolating the warmth of the harsh winter, and there is a thick layer of snow on the official road, and even the ankles are missing when you step on it, and the trees standing on the side are covered with white fluffs.

Looking along the official road, it is like a beautiful snow roll made of pink and jade slowly unfolded in front of you, which is fascinating.

However, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, there are times when you are tired of seeing, you can't see the sun in the white sky, I don't know how long you have walked, the snow scene in front of you is the same, there is no change at all, Ye Yinan feels a little aesthetically tired, and simply closes his eyes and advances.

The snow boots he wore on this trip were very high, although the snow was thick, but it couldn't be poured into the boots, he felt the scrubbing feeling brought by the broken snow squeezing the boots, and suddenly remembered the battle with Ye Qingyan a few days ago.

Originally, from the Black Killing Stadium to the later Snow Flower Pool, it had been smooth sailing along the way, and he gradually developed an arrogant mentality, and it seemed that after obtaining the Futu Holy Body, his strength had skyrocketed to a point where there were few enemies.

But this time, Gao Sixth Master can be regarded as teaching him a good lesson, Ling Xubu, who has reached the realm of the unity of form and meaning, has also been eaten to death, if it is not for Ye Qingyan to come back, he will definitely be defeated.

Although they finally joined forces to win, Ye Yinan knew very well in his heart that it was the result of Gao Liuye being too light on the enemy, and Gao Liuye thought that he couldn't find his body hidden in the dragon scroll.

Otherwise, with Gao Liuye's cultivation, if he protected himself with a layer of Yuan Force protection when casting the dragon scroll, then his head hammer might not cause too much damage to him, and Ye Qingyan's sword might not be able to hit.

It seems that I really need to calm down.

While pondering, a humble voice came from the front, and it was particularly clear in this empty official road.

"Good brothers, let us go, let's ...... We're just villagers in the nearby mountains, and we don't have anything of value on us. ”

A plainly dressed young man knelt in the snow, bent down and prostrated his head, knocking out a small pit of the snow in front of him, and his forehead was covered with snow water.

In front of him stood a dozen men in different costumes, led by a ghost-headed knife on his shoulder, with a lush beard on his chin, and a vicious appearance, obviously this was a group of mountain bandits.

The mountain bandit led by him showed a strange smile and said, "I don't look like you are rich, but well, this woman next to you is not bad." ”

There was also a fair-looking woman kneeling beside the young man, but this woman did not bend down and kowtow, not to be exact, because she had a round belly, and it looked like she was six or seven months pregnant.

The words of the leader of the mountain bandit caused the men behind him to let out a lewd laugh, and a look of fear suddenly appeared on the woman's face.

The young man hurriedly got up, stretched out his arms to block the woman, and begged in a wailing voice: "Brothers, my wife is seven months pregnant, please don't hurt her." ”

The mountain bandit at the head turned his head to look at his brothers, and laughed: "Brothers, how can we hurt the woman who is pregnant with Liujia, isn't it?

"Haha, what the boss said makes sense!"

The young man was a simple villager in the mountains, and he didn't understand what they meant, but judging from the looks of this group, he also knew that they were not well-intentioned.

He kept begging in front of the woman, there was no way, his wife couldn't run, this time he came out to find a doctor in the city to diagnose his wife, but he didn't expect to encounter this gang of thieves.

Seeing him grinding and chirping in front of him, the mountain bandit showed an impatient look, but he was a little worried that after slashing him to death, the woman would not be happy if she had a fetal gas, so he put the blade flat on the young man's shoulder and threatened: "Lao Tzu count three times, if you don't get out of the way, Lao Tzu will cut you with a knife!"

The young man closed his eyes and held the woman's hand tightly, despite her struggles.

"One. ”

"Two!"

"Three, damn it, this stupid pig who doesn't want to die! You hold Lao Tzu down for a while, and let him take a good look at how Lao Tzu feeds him!"

The mountain bandit cursed angrily, and with a swing of his big knife, he swept towards the young man, who wanted to leave the young man aside with the belly of the knife.

Syllable!

Bite!

The two voices appeared almost simultaneously, and the broadsword stopped half an inch away from the young man.

A look of horror gradually appeared on the mountain bandit's face, he didn't notice how the two people in front of him appeared, and his cultivation of the sixth stage of the ascetic realm was like a reed leaf fluttering around in the wind in front of the breath of the two of them.

The handsome boy with a navy blue sword on his back grabbed his wrist with one hand, his face was calm, and he didn't look forced, but he felt as if he was caught in the iron tongs.

On the other side was a heroic-looking young man wearing a jade crown, using a plum blossom gun against the blade, and the mountain bandits only felt that this person was as unfathomable as the sea.

After Ye Yinan heard the crisp sound, he was stunned for a moment, he turned his head and saw a man with a gun in one hand.

The man gave him a surprised look, then a friendly smile.

"The two masters, the little one didn't want to kill him just now, you also saw it, the little one used a knife belly, and asked the two masters to let the little one go. ”

The mountain bandit was very clever, and instantly realized that the two people in front of him were not something he could provoke, so he quickly knelt on the snow and begged for mercy.

The sound of plopping echoed above the official road in the mountains.

PS: The guns are all quite handsome.