"Sure enough, it was discovered!"

His eyes were slightly closed, and Gu Lan secretly operated the internal strength in his body.

The hearts of the people are separated from the belly, since the two of them recognize the purple light cold iron, they must know its value, in the face of a piece worth hundreds of thousands of silver, whether the two of them will be greedy, he doesn't know, but he can't help but guard against it.

Although he was seriously injured at this time, he could still use his internal strength in a short period of time to deal with the two third-rate martial artists in front of him who had not even cultivated his internal strength.

But unless he has to, he won't do this, the meridians are broken, and for anyone, it will be the result of ruining the future, even if he has the help of the system, it may be difficult to recover.

"If you two like it, you can take it!" Suddenly opening his eyes, Gu Lan said without hesitation.

Purple light cold iron is extremely precious in the eyes of ordinary people, and it is just a piece of ore to Luo Lan, and when his injuries heal, he can naturally ask Zixi Jiaolong for it again, so he doesn't feel distressed even if he sends it out, and what needs to be taken into account is that the two of them are not greedy.

A piece of purple cold iron the size of an adult's fist, stained with a trace of water vapor, shimmered purple in the sunlight.

Teng Yongfan stared at the purple light cold iron with bright eyes, and swallowed his saliva.

He instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he looked at the purple light that caught his eyes, he finally hesitated.

The purple light cold iron is extremely precious, one pound in the Vientiane Pavilion can be exchanged for twenty pounds of gold, and the piece in front of him weighs more than ten catties by eye, and is worth hundreds of catties of gold, which is converted into hundreds of thousands of taels of silver.

If Tengjiazhuang has this money, it can not only make the entire Tengjiazhuang live a worry-free life for decades, but also support the children to go to the Yuan Sect to practice martial arts. If you are fortunate enough to train a few warriors, in this big mountain, Tengjiazhuang can be regarded as the foundation of a real life.

Therefore, whether it is for him or for the clan, this is not something he can refuse.

"Little brother, don't worry, we will definitely save you from the mountain." Teng Yongfan nodded solemnly and assured.

Although the mountain people were rebellious, they also kept their promises, seeing that the other party said solemnly, Gu Lan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and immediately reached out and touched his arms.

Originally, it was one large and one small, but now the small one is lost at some point, and only the slightly larger one remains.

Luo Lan held it hard and handed it over, Teng Yongfan was not polite, he immediately took it, looked at it repeatedly in his hand for a while, and then put it in his arms with joy.

At sunset,

Surrounded by trees, a small village is revealed, and the smoke of cooking smoke can be heard in the distance.

A nine-foot-high fence was erected around the village, leaving only a large wooden gate leading to the outside of the village, and beyond the gate was a winding path that stretched into the distance.

Suddenly, two figures appeared at the end of the gaze, and as they gradually approached, they could be seen carrying a homemade stretcher, which was like gilding in the light of the setting sun, and their bodies emitted golden light.

On the stretcher, Luo Lan removed his mind from the system, opened his eyes slightly, and the slightly familiar gate of the village was in sight, and the heart hanging along the way suddenly sank, and his expression showed a hint of relaxation.

In the mountains, there is grass all over the place, poisonous snakes and beasts are hidden in it, it can be said that there are many crises, Luo Lan does not dare to pin his life and death on the two mountain people. Along the way, the mind has been immersed in the system, closely monitoring the movements around it.

Under his reminder, the three of them were able to avoid the crisis in advance and walk all the way here.

His soul had been hit hard under the thunder and lightning, and at this time, he had reached the limit by squeezing and consuming all the way, and suddenly a deep sense of exhaustion struck, and he couldn't hold on any longer, and his eyes were dark, and Luo Lan fainted directly.

"Yonglei, let's hurry up, and we'll be in the village soon." Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Teng Yongfan said.

The big man in the hunter's costume at the back glanced up at the village, and his face was obviously happy

The rush of dozens of miles is finally coming to an end.

However, his gaze immediately fell on Luo Lan's pale and immature face, and the joy suddenly disappeared, replaced by a touch of hesitation.

"Yongfan, I really want to bring him into the village." Approaching the gate of the village, Teng Yonglei in the rear glanced at Luo Lan, who was completely unconscious, and said in a low voice, "I don't think this young man is an ordinary person, maybe...... Are those disciples of the Great Gate Sect? Let's take something so valuable from him, and wait for him to heal from his injuries, what if we regret it? ”

Hearing his companion say this, Teng Yongfan's heart trembled violently, and he couldn't help but pause.

Although this purple light cold iron was given to them by the young man on his own initiative, but at that time, the two of them were a little suspicious of taking advantage of others.

With a look of hesitation on his face, Teng Yongfan turned to look at his companion and asked, "Then what do you say?" ”

Glancing at Luo Lan vigilantly, Teng Yonglei's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Or we ......"

His eyes looked at Teng Yongfan, his palm was like a knife, and he made a move of cutting his throat.

"This ......"

Teng Yongfan fell silent, his eyes slowly fell on Luo Lan's immature face, as young as a young man in the village, and there was a little unbearable in his heart.

"No, I promised this young man that I would save him......" Shaking his head, Teng Yongfan was about to refuse his companion's proposal.

Hearing this, Teng Yonglei showed an anxious look on his face, and hurriedly interrupted the other party: "Yongfan, don't be stupid. This young man can sense danger in advance, he must be a powerful martial artist, if he regrets it in the future, our Tengjiazhuang will be finished......"

As the leader of the Tengjiazhuang Hunter Team, he leads this clan to hunt fierce beasts on weekdays, often hovering on the edge of life and death, and people naturally become very sensitive, and the first thing to consider before doing things is safety.

Hearing this, Teng Yongfan's face changed suddenly.

The words just now hit his weakness directly, if he was alone, he was naturally willing to take risks, but if it threatened Tengjiazhuang......

Looking up at the quiet and tranquil village in the smoke not far away, there is his virtuous wife, his lovely children, his admired master, and his familiar villagers and friends......

Thinking of these people he cared about, his heart gradually hardened.

In order to protect them, he could not hesitate to die, let alone just break his promise.

Thinking of this, Teng Yongfan suddenly made a decision in his heart, his eyes quickly crossed Luo Lan's face, and a trace of guilt flashed, but he quickly became firm.

No matter how heavy the promise is, it can't compare to the lives of these relatives!

"Yonglei, you...... Do it! Teng Yongfan turned his head away, hesitated in a low voice, and continued: "Later, let's dig a pit, we can't let him be violent in the wilderness, we must let him be buried in the ground." ”

"I'll do it all." Teng Yonglei walked over and patted Teng Yongfan's shoulder comfortingly, and said in a low voice, "I know that you feel uncomfortable, I will pick a beautiful place for him later." ”

After speaking, Teng Yonglei slowly took out the waist knife from his waist and walked in front of Luo Lan, Teng Yonglei slowly squatted down, and the blade was directly attached to Luo Lan's neck, reflecting a trace of cold light under the sun.