The wind rises, destroying the withering and decaying. The dense woods did not affect the ferocity of the blue-faced white tiger, and when they fell together, they were suddenly in a mess, and several trees half a foot thick were broken aside.

Everyone quickly flashed to the side, and Xiao asked the person who picked up the injured demon clan and followed them.

At this time, everyone saw the appearance of the blue-faced white tiger clearly, with three-foot-long fangs. Sensen's bloody mouth, a low whimper, recalled in this forest.

Helan Hanqing carried his knife on his shoulder, braving the slightest flash of fire, and exploded in the air. As always, he insisted on the elegance of a swordsman.

Xiao asked, looked at Tang Bingxin and said, "You come to take care of this injured person." ”

Tang Bingxin wanted to shirk this errand, so he looked at Xiao Wendao's back, and swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

"Before it gets dark, the fight has to be over, and we have to find a place to rest. If so, it's dark. I'm afraid we'll be annoyed. ”

Xiao asked, after saying this, these people knew it in their hearts. In the Kiki Valley, during the daytime of the scorching sun, it is still difficult to see the road, let alone the night.

Tang Bingxin took care of the wounded, and there were five people left.

Xiao asked, Bai Jingqu, Wu Jinxuan, Helan Hanqing, Yiren Summer.

Xiao asked, looked at Wu Jinxuan and Yi Ren Xia and said, "I will join forces with the two of them to deal with one head." Brother Bai and Brother Helan dealt with each other. ”

Everyone nodded.

The strength is also balanced, and the kills can be regarded as taking care of each other.

Yiren Zhixia glanced at Xiao Wendao and Wu Jinxuan, and rushed out first. A flash of green light burst out of his eyes, and a shot shot directly hit the white tiger's forehead.

Xiao Wendao also turned around, and the empty green sword stabbed on the back of the white tiger.

Using the heavy meteorite to refine the body, the effect at this time is also reflected.

Wu Jinxuan looked at Xiao Dao's ghost-like figure, the tip of the sword stained with blood. In his heart, he asked Xiao with another burst of admiration. However, there has been more than half a month, and he has never cultivated to the current mid-acquired realm.

She has been cultivating since she was a child, and she has used many good elixirs at home on her body. If there is no Juyuan Pill given by Xiao Wendao, I am afraid that it will take a year and a half to break the mirror to the congenital.

Xiao asked the speed of cultivation, which can be regarded as divine speed, and his body is like a ghost, which is more than a step faster than hers.

Wu Jinxuan looked at Xiao Wendao's figure, and stabbed a sword into the left eye of the tiger head, spraying tiger blood.

A tiger roared, like a wind, and at this time, the big mouth of the blood basin was swallowed at Wu Jinxuan.

Wu Jinxuan's figure hurriedly dodged, and the blue-faced white tiger chased after Wu Jinxuan tightly, not letting go at all.

Although the blue-faced white tiger was injured a little, his body did not pause, and the tiger's mouth was only three or five meters away from Wu Jinxuan.

The shape of the summer of change is also faster.

A spear was also a fierce killing towards the blue-faced white tiger, and the white tiger skin was already covered with blood.

However, the cultivation of the summer of Yiren is not high, and some successors are weak.

Suddenly, the tiger's mouth was tighter away from Wu Jinxuan.

At this time, Wu Jinxuan's face was also a layer of fine sweat, frowning her eyebrows, desperately avoiding the bite of the blue-faced white tiger, she could feel the fangs of the tiger's mouth, right behind her.

Wood makes fire, and the wood gas of the Kiki Valley is extremely heavy.

The wood qi in the five elements is refined into the fire of the five elements.

Away from the fire, a thought arises.

Yiren Zhixia felt the change in Xiao Wendao, and thought that in that competition, he was lucky, and he was able to use the fire of the five elements, it seems that it is really not accidental.

In a hurry, Wu Jinxuan rose and fell sharply in the sky.

She was greeted by Sen Ran's fangs and a huge tiger's mouth. She held back two words in her heart: "help".

A flash of fire flickered around her.

A hand was wrapped around her waist, and her snort was warm. Looking at Xiao Wendao's side face, it appeared in her pupils.

A sword pierced into the mouth of the blue-faced white tiger, and a burning smell spread.

Wu Jinxuan was shocked, looking at the smell of burnt food in the tiger's mouth, and looked at Xiao who was standing on the side and asked.

At this time, Bai Jingqu and Helan Hanqing came to them together.

The two of them seemed to be at ease for a while, and it seemed that for a fierce beast like the blue-faced white tiger, it was nothing to them.

And Xiao asked, the three of them were quite embarrassed.

Helan Hanqing looked at the blue-faced white tiger lying on the side and said, "These are all good things, fangs refining, tiger blood medicine, tiger skin refining armor, tiger whip?" ”

He laughed dryly and said, "The few people present are afraid that they won't be needed for the time being." ”

Wu Jinxuan knew the meaning of his words, she grew up in Pestle Cloud since she was a child, and she was exposed to some so-called "aphrodisiac medicine", so she naturally understood the meaning of his words.

It's just a pretty face, and I don't talk.

Xiao asked, looked at Helan Hanqing and said, "What is this tiger blood medicine for?" ”

"Strengthen the body, remove stasis and blood. Even ordinary bruises have a good effect. Helan Hanqing said casually.

Bai Jingqu looked at Xiao Qian's expression and said, "Brother Xiao, I want this tiger blood." ”

Xiao asked, I don't know if this tiger blood can be used in the future, it's always right to take precautions.

Bai Jingqu took out a light blue thumb-sized bottle and said, "This is a bowl bottle made of green jade material, which is the most suitable for holding tiger blood, which can maintain the freshness of tiger blood." ”

Xiao asked, but he didn't bring a container that could hold tiger blood, but looking at the small bottle in his hand, it could only hold a few drops.

Bai Jingqu's mind was clear and knew what he was thinking: "In this bowl bottle, there is a small formation, and it is not a big problem to accommodate a bucket of tiger blood. ”

Xiao asked, thanked him, and took it.

Now that the tiger blood has a master, the rest will be shared by others.

Yiren Xia pointed to the fangs in the tiger's mouth, and everyone nodded.

Waiting for Xiao to ask, the tiger blood was almost full. Yiren Xia pulled out a thin short knife from his back, pierced the jaw of the blue-faced white tiger, from the tiger's mouth to the tiger's tail, peeled the skin, cramped, split the bones, and dug out the heart.

Coherent.

Everyone also sighed secretly in their hearts, the natural executioner of the demon clan.

The summer of change picked up two fangs and stuffed them into the back of his body. Wu Jinxuan picked up the tiger skin, and with a shake of her hand, it disappeared between her fingers.

All that's left is the tiger bone and the tiger whip.

Xiao asked, looked at Tang Bingxin and said, "You also choose the same." ”

Tang Bingxin frowned, picked up a thin one-inch-long tiger bone, and put it in the Sumeru vessel she had prepared.

Helan Hanqing looked at the many tiger bones and the tiger whip and said, "These are all good things. ”

After he finished speaking, his little hand hooked, and the tiger whip had been hidden by him.

Everyone looked at him, and their faces were also a little ashamed and said, "Just now, I killed a tigress." ”

A chuckle lingered in the heavy fog.

The sun was setting in the west, and the Kiriki Valley was getting darker and darker.

"Since you are already awake, why do you still lie on the ground? Helan Hanqing said.

At this time, everyone's eyes were on the demon clan who was still lying on the ground and injured.

The man of the demon clan took off in the air and stood up, and the injuries on his body had already healed.

"Treat us like cannon fodder, then pretend to be a seriously wounded, look at us with your eyes closed, fight with the snipe and mussels, and then be the fisherman yourself. Or a praying mantis fluttering cicada and making that yellow finch by itself. Helan Hanqing squinted his eyes and stared at the man in the starlight of Sensen.

At this time, everyone began to look at the injured demon clan again. With thin cheeks, two pairs of eyes with a cold breath, thick eyebrows, a straight nose bridge, and thin lips, he is a pleasing beautiful man. Dressed in plain white clothes, it revealed the coldness on his body.

"In the Lower West Gate Hundred Slaughter. ”

The few people present, except for Xiao Wendao who didn't know him, everyone else should know him.

Especially the summer of change and Helan Khanqing.

"Simon Guyue, who are you? Helan Hanqing asked.

"My grandfather. ”

Helan Hanqing shook his head and said, "The grandson of the old horseman, the Ximen family of the demon clan is not credible. ”

He threw out such a sentence, and looked at Ximen Baitu with cold eyebrows.

Ximen Baitu's thin lips pulled up a good-looking arc, like the lower Xuanyue hanging in the sky, and said under his cold face: "He is just an old horseman, and he has lived in the shadow of others all his life. The people of Simon's family did not have a good person. ”

Everyone, after hearing him say this, there are question marks in their hearts, if you want to befriend us, you don't have to insult your grandfather and relatives.

The cold eyes were full of disdain for Shanghelan Hanqing's eyes.

"The Ximen family is full of bad people, so who are you?" Helan Hanqing turned around and looked at him.

"Of course I'm the worst of the Simon family. Otherwise, how can I deserve my name, Baitu. "The evil eyes crossed everyone's eyes.

"What do you have to do with us, good or bad. Xiao asked, interrupting the scramble between them, and turned around and said two words: "Hurry." ”

Everyone looked at Xiao Wendao's back, and they also followed.

And Ximen Baitu also followed behind unhurriedly, maintaining a distance of no more than twenty meters.

The sound of sparse footsteps filled the mist. A group of people, walking along the edge of the foothills. A ball of fire lingered in Xiao Wendao's hand, and after Helan Khan was broken, he also held a torch.

The sound of flowing water broke the silence of the group's walking.

Everyone quickened the pace of walking, and Yiren Xia pointed in one direction and said, in that direction.

Xiao asked, gave him the torch and said, "You come and lead the way." ”

Yiren Xia nodded, his ears propped up.

I climbed over a low mountain, but I still couldn't see a stream or a river.

Tang Bingxin shouted and wanted to rest for a while, but was rejected by Xiao Wendao.

Wu Jinxuan held the kettle and handed it to Xiao and asked.

Xiao Wendao took a sip and handed it to Tang Bingxin.

The night was getting darker and darker, and the thick fog was tormenting everyone.

Finally, I crossed three more mountains and saw a stream about two meters wide.

Everyone breathed softly.

A bonfire, a few people sitting in a circle.

Tang Bingxin lifted a stone in a stream, and there were palm-sized crabs underneath.

She grabbed one and slipped over to the campfire.

Everyone gave her a thumbs up, and for the first time, she saw a shyness on Tang Bingxin's face.

She pointed to the rocks beside the stream and said, "There's a lot more down there." ”

The crowd got up curiously and looked at the stones.

The world is full of gifts from the Creator.

For Xiao Wenwen, who has lived in the far north since he was a child, cooking the river fresh in the small river is no better. Since childhood, I have eaten fish, shrimp and crabs in the river.

In the summer of Yiren, in a cold pool, a few grass carp were also caught.

A day of tiredness, coupled with a full meal of river freshness.

The crab roe is fatty and tender, and the grilled fish is delicious.

A wave of fatigue hit.

Helan Hanqing looked at the bonfire not far away, and there was a lonely figure sitting cross-legged.

I took a sip of the wine I brought with me, and a burst of heat drove away the cold of the night.

Everyone fell asleep soundly, leaving only Xiao Wendao and Helan Hanqing.

Helan Hanqing handed the flask to Xiao and asked, Xiao asked and sniffed it, knowing that it was a spirit.

The liquor entered his throat, and a burst of warmth and spiciness, steamed in his chest and abdomen.

"You're the first person I've ever seen drink this without shouting. Helan Hanqing said with a smile.

"But the wine is strong. A sentence that can be evaluated for any wine to describe the pot of spirits in Helan Hanqing's hand.

The "burning knife" in Qingzhou in the northwest, even the most fierce man in the army, drank this sip of wine, and did not say that he burned his throat.

It's strong enough, but it can describe this pot of wine.

"Tonight, I'll keep a vigil, and you can sleep in peace. Helan Hanqing said.

Xiao asked, nodding, cross-legged.

But I'm cultivating.

Helan sweated blue, and the corners of her mouth smiled. In his heart, he chewed on the words that Xiao asked just now, and it was another mouthful of burning knives, as if he had cut open his chest.

His eyes fell on a lone figure not far away.

The stream is murmuring, and the figure is zero.

Ximen Baitu, Xie Hua is romantic.

One person slaughters a hundred, leaving no birds.

Helan Hanqing, thinking of these words, not only shuddered in his heart.