After Nie Qingzhu and the maid Lixue left, Yang Zhen was silent for a while, took the secret of "Wind God Legs" given to him by Nie Qingzhu into his arms, and then began to search for belongings on Nanxing's corpse.

First of all, the secrets.

As soon as he touched Nanxing's chest, he found a booklet like a secret note, and with a little expectation, Yang Zhen reached in and took out the booklet.

As a result, it was found that what was written on the cover was not the Zhenfang Divine Skill of the Star Sect - Huagong**. is the unknown "Star Picking Gong"

A little disappointed.

Yang Zhen casually stuffed it into his sleeve pocket, and groped around Nanxing's corpse with both hands.

A few seconds later, his right hand took out a few more silver tickets from Nanxing's arms.

Take a look at it.

Yang Zhen smiled.

The first silver ticket was actually 5,000 taels of silver.

The second, third, and fourth are all silver tickets with a denomination of one hundred.

Although there were only four tickets, the total amount was 5,300 taels, which exceeded his expectations, so he was in a good mood.

At this time, his left hand searched Nanxing's two sleeve pockets.

Several small paper bags were found in his left sleeve pocket.

Yang Zhen opened it curiously, and a pungent smell choked into his nose.

There was no need to look closely, Yang Zhen had already guessed that these were all poisons carried by Nanxing.

The star sect is famous for its poisonous skills, and the use of poison is also terrifying.

It's just a pity that this time Nanxing was killed by him before he had time to use it on Yang Zhen.

……

After searching Nanxing, Yang Zhen looked back at the corpse of the demon pupil and hesitated for a while, and finally walked over to search for him.

This is just a game after all, although the demon pupil is pitiful, he has killed him Yang Zhen so many times, which time has he not scavenged his belongings?

What's more, the demon pupil slapped him on the shoulder today, and his left shoulder still has tearing pain, so it's not too much to take a little property from him.

Chest, sleeve pockets, belt compartment......

Yang Zhen searched all over the demon pupil's body, and finally found only a Xuantie token.

The front of the token is embossed with a big "left" character, and the back is engraved with the name of the demon pupil - the remnant wind is broken.

Seeing these four words, Yang Zhencai finally knew the real name of the demon pupil in the game.

The left protector of the Iron Palm Gang didn't bring any property with him when he went out. There was not a single piece of broken silver.

Is it his sleeves that are so breezy here? Or when I went out, I already expected him to die at the hands of my Yang Zhen?

Yang Zhen couldn't be sure which case. But since this is the case, he also gave up and continued to search for the demon pupil.

If you don't, you don't have it!

The sword that was blown off and broken in the valley was still left in the valley, and if it was sold, it should be able to make a good income. It's not in vain that there were three consecutive fights early this morning.

……

Standing up from the side of the demon pupil, Yang Zhen was just about to walk towards the valley, when his eyes glanced vigilantly into the woods on the right side.

A monster with golden scale armor all over its body, as soon as its big green eyes touched Yang Zhen's gaze, it was immediately startled, turned around and ran backwards, because it fled in a panic, it actually knocked down seven or eight big cedar trees behind it in a row, and it was only a blink of an eye that escaped until there was only a little golden light.

Golden-armored blue-eyed beast?

As soon as he saw its appearance, Yang Zhen's eyes lit up. Recognize it as the Demon Pupil's mount, the Golden-Armored Blue-Eyed Beast.

In the past, the demon pupil rode it and chased him to death more than ten times. How could Yang Zhen not recognize it?

It's just that although this thing is too fast and too vigilant, I actually peeked at him quietly from the side just now, I don't know if I was trying to sneak attack him?

However, as soon as he touched his gaze, he immediately turned around and fled.

It's even more timid than a human being and afraid of death.

Now it's running away, and it can't catch up.

Yang Zhen shook his head a little regretfully, and strode towards the valley.

Don't let anyone else take the sword.

Otherwise, today's three fierce battles would have been almost in vain.

After taking a few steps, Yang Zhen's forehead wrinkled, and large cold sweat seeped out of his forehead, and his face turned much whiter in an instant. With his hands pressed tightly on his abdomen, he couldn't take a step and continued to walk forward for a while.

Severe cramping in the abdomen.

reminded him of the demon pupil before he died, that palm hit his abdomen in the air, when a claw killed the demon pupil, he endured it, and at this time, as soon as he walked, the sharp pain completely erupted.

At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly felt a murderous aura suddenly appear in the woods behind him.

Suddenly turned around, and saw a middle-aged man holding a guillotine knife walking out from behind a large cedar tree more than 100 meters behind him.

A guillotine?

Five Tiger Broken Door Knife Peng Family's Guillotine Knife?

Seeing the guillotine in the middle-aged man's hand, Yang Zhen instantly understood the origin of this person.

"You think you can kill me?"

Yang Zhen's face sank like water, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he secretly looked directly at the middle-aged man who had just walked out from behind the big tree a hundred meters away, and asked in a deep voice.

At this time, Yang Zhen's face was extremely pale, and the big sweat was still dripping.

And the middle-aged man a hundred meters away, his face was actually cloudy.

Looking at Yang Zhen, who seemed to have lost his combat effectiveness a hundred meters away, he actually stood there hesitating for a while, not daring to advance, and unwilling to retreat.

For a while, he actually formed a confrontation with Yang Zhen.

"Gutsless rats!"

Yang Zhen scolded disdainfully, turned his head, and continued to walk in the direction of the valley, as if he had concluded that this middle-aged man would not dare to kill him, and actually walked forward with his back to him, and his contempt was revealed.

Is it true that you don't take me seriously?

Or are you playing with an empty city?

The middle-aged man's face changed several times as he stood there, and he took two steps forward, then suddenly stopped, hesitated for a few seconds, and then rushed forward a few steps, and after a few steps, he suddenly stopped his steps.

Rushing forward twice, his eyes kept staring at Yang Zhen's back without blinking.

As a result, to his disappointment, the footsteps of the man in front of him did not stop at all, as if he did not notice it in the slightest. Still holding his stomach, he walked away step by step.

One-minute, two-minute, three-minute......

Until Yang Zhen's back disappeared completely, this person didn't dare to really rush forward.

He saw the death of Xueli Spring, Nanxing, and Demon Pupil in his eyes, especially the death of the Demon Pupil at the end, and the last scene always lingered in his heart. In the end, he didn't dare to make up his mind to really kill Yang Zhen.

In the last scene, he saw it very clearly, the palm of the demon pupil was clearly hit on the stomach of the Aotian Demon God, but the Aotian Demon God still grabbed half of the demon pupil's neck with one claw.

The life-threatening style of fighting, which completely disregarded his own casualties, made him palpitate.

This person is none other than Peng Ying, the first master of the Peng family - the brother of the head of the family.

……

When he walked back to the valley, the pain in Yang Zhen's abdomen was much lighter.

Although the internal injuries are certainly not light, at least they are not as painful as they were at the beginning.

When Yang Zhen returned to the mouth of the valley, he saw that the valley was empty.

The blood-red sword of the Blood Drain Spring was still lying quietly not far from the corpse of the Bloody Rite Spring.

Seeing that it was still there, Yang Zhen sighed in his heart.

If you lose it, you lose it today.

At that moment, a faint smile appeared on his face.

When you sell it, you may be able to make up enough for your wife.

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