At this time, the pool suddenly tumbled, looking like boiling hot water, and several people saw the scene in front of them and hurriedly walked away to the edge of the pool.

Fang Jingyu stood in front of the strange spirit, while staring at the pool water in front of him with his eyes tightly, the pool water kept boiling, and the nine-tailed demon cat flew into the air to observe.

When the old man came to a small town outside the village, he came to a pharmacy, and a younger brother came over.

"What do you need, old man?"

"I wanted herbs to stop bleeding, and some herbs to restore my body. ”

The old man looked very flustered, now he didn't dare to delay time, he just quickly got the herbs and went back to save Ling Feng.

Hearing the words of the old man, the younger brother took out some herbs from the cabinet, and then said, "These herbs were picked by the master from the Red Flame Mountain yesterday, and they are the best herbs to stop bleeding. ”

Of course, the old man recognized these medicinal materials, this was the most precious medicinal material on his Red Flame Mountain, and he didn't expect it to appear here.

If there were these medicines, then Ling Feng would be saved.

Just about to take these medicines, the younger brother stopped the old man at once, "This old man, we pay attention to paying first, and we are taking the medicine." ”

Then the old man took out a piece of gold from his pocket, "That's enough." ”

When he saw the gold on the table, the little brother laughed all at once.

"This old man, you're kidding me, our blood-transporting grass was picked from the Red Flame Mountain, it's very difficult, you just want to buy this grass with a small piece of gold, it's too ridiculous. ”

Listening to the little brother's words, the old man frowned.

"When will I be able to pick herbs on Chiyan Mountain to exchange for money?"

"I'm Chiyan Mountain, old man, are you confused, is Chiyan Mountain your home?"

The little brother couldn't help but taunt, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Yes, Red Flame Mountain is mine, I have lived there for thousands of years, and I have never heard of anyone daring to pick treasures on my Red Flame Mountain. ”

Originally, the old man didn't want to worry about his younger brother, he would rather spend some money, after all, saving Ling Feng's life now is the most important thing.

Didn't think of now......

A burst of laughter came, and the little brother laughed breathlessly, he laughed and said, "Old man, I think you are old and confused, you said that Chiyan Mountain is yours, how much wine have you drunk?"

At this time, the old man was very impatient, and he snatched the blood-carrying grass from the younger brother's hand.

"Let me tell you, everything on this Red Flame Mountain is mine, and you dare to sell my things here? ”

As he spoke, the old man was about to leave, and the disciple suddenly blocked in front of the old man.

"You old thing, you want to steal things and you have the audacity, and now you're making up nonsense from here?"

"I'm making up nonsense, you are picking things from my Red Flame Mountain at will, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet!"

"You're really drinking too much, right?"

As he spoke, the younger brother stretched out his hand to snatch the blood-carrying grass from the old man's hand.

The old man stretched out the crutches in his hand and immediately threw the little brother to the ground, and the little brother clutched his stomach and cried out in pain.

Then, the old man was about to leave, and out of nowhere came a few younger brothers, all of whom held the old man in front of the door.

"You old thing, I didn't expect you to be so old, and you actually came to our pharmacy to grab medicine. ”

The old man looked at these people indifferently, "Grab the medicine, let me tell you, the entire people on the Red Flame Mountain are mine." ”

Hearing this, the younger brothers burst out laughing.

"What are you talking about? Red Flame Mountain is your family's? Old man, do you have that name? ”

The disciples burst out laughing again.

"Get out of the way!"

The old man frowned, he didn't want to waste time here now, Ling Feng was still waiting for him to save him.

But if the old man doesn't hand over the herbs, how can the younger brothers let them go?

"I'm telling you, you old thing, you'd better hand over the herbs to me right now, in this case, we'll let you go, otherwise don't blame us for being polite!"

How could the old man put down the herbs? He sneered twice, and with a wave of the cane in his hand, the disciples fell down.

"Who's messing with my hospital. ”

At this moment, a slightly authoritative voice rang out.

Then, I saw a very well-dressed, some old man walking out from behind, and he walked slowly to the old man with sheep's horns.

"Master, it's this old thing who wants to snatch away the herbs you worked so hard to pick from the Red Flame Mountain. The younger brothers hurriedly said.

Lao Mian raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him, and he could clearly feel a fairy power from his body.

"Dare to ask where the old man came from, and why did he snatch the blood grass?"

The old man looked at Lao Mian indifferently, "Where are you from? I'm from Red Flame Mountain!"

In an instant, when he heard this, Lao Mian was stunned, but the disciple behind him still chuckled twice.

But at this time, Lao Mian couldn't laugh, he paused, the expression on his face was very flustered, but he still forcibly calmed down.

"Old man, are you not feeling well, if you really want herbs, I can prescribe you some cheap ones. ”

"I'm going to do this, if you pick this thing from my Red Flame Mountain without permission, aren't you afraid of being damned?"

These words made Lao Mian's heart even more nervous, but he still made a normal appearance.

"Old man, if you are talking nonsense from here, I really have to report it to the yamen. ”

"Okay, you go and report it now, and I'll see what you can do to me." ”

When he heard the word sheep's horn, Lao Mian was stunned.

"You...... What do you say, "Horns?" Are you an old man with horns?"

The old man sneered twice, "Why? ”

At this time, Lao Mian's heart was very flustered, and he knelt on the ground all of a sudden.

"Old man Sheep's Horn, I'...... I didn't know it was you, it was me who didn't know Zhu. ”

When they saw their master kneeling down all of a sudden, the disciples behind him were shocked, and they looked at each other, obviously not knowing what was going on?

"Who told you to go to my Red Flame Mountain to pick herbs without permission?"

Lao Mian was flustered, "I...... I just want to pick more herbs so that I can help more people who are dying. ”

Hearing this, the old man only felt a great mockery, what a cunning person, now he has stolen the blood weed, but he has transferred the matter to the villagers.