Ning Qianqiu looked at the young man surnamed Yuan, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

With his eyesight, he could see at a glance that this young man surnamed Yuan was a Tongmai Realm mage, and his realm was not low. And it seems that this person is a professional doctor.

With this person, the process of getting rid of the plague will inevitably go more smoothly.

Thinking of this, Ning Qianqiu stepped forward and said, "Brother Yuan, I also know a little about medical science......

Who knew that before he finished speaking, the young man surnamed Yuan just glanced at him coldly, and then turned his head to talk to the mayor, as if there was no Ning Qianqiu in his eyes at all.

The mayor of the town understood, pushed Ning Qianqiu out, and said, "You are young, how much medical science can you know?

The young man surnamed Yuan said lightly: "Take me to see the patient first." ”

The mayor hurriedly said: "Divine Master, please ...... here"

The people surrounded the two of them and left, and before some people left, they looked at Ning Qianqiu with dissatisfied eyes, as if they were blaming him for making the young man surnamed Yuan unhappy.

Ning Qianqiu froze in place, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

He couldn't stop crying or laughing.

"Brother!"

At her feet, the little girl named Guo'er slipped back at some point, leaning up her little head.

"Thank you for the drumsticks!" Guo'er raised the bones in her hand and smiled greasyly, and after a few laughs, she coughed again.

Seeing Guo'er, Ning Qianqiu somehow appeared in her heart, Xiaoqing's appearance appeared.

The depression also dissipated a lot.

Ning Qianqiu took out a pill from the storage ring, turned it around at his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Do you eat sugar?"

Guo'er's eyes lit up and she nodded wildly.

"Go quickly, your mother will scold you again. Ning Qianqiu stuffed the pill into Guo'er's mouth, carefully wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and said with a smile.

The fruit jumped up and walked away.

Ning Qianqiu stood still for a long time and shook his head.

"Xiaoqing, where are you...... Are you okay?"

He whispered to himself.

What answered him was a slight night breeze.

Suddenly, looking back, it was already a full moon rising.

......

It's night.

Out of Heluan Town, three miles to the east, is the famous brand swamp.

According to legend, 10,000 years ago this swamp was still a mountain range, and then the ancient power did not know why, a fierce battle broke out here, and the fierce battle leveled the mountain peaks and rivers, creating today's brand swamp. It is said that here there are still people who can see the soul imprint left over from the fierce battle of the ancient powers.

I don't know if the legend is true or not, but the mysterious and bloody atmosphere floating in the swamp is extremely real.

It has bred countless demon beasts here for thousands of years, and it is a paradise for demon beasts.

Ning Qianqiu accompanied the moonlight and stepped into the swamp.

He had already heard of the name of the branded swamp, and anyway, he had nothing to do, so he simply came to take a stroll and test the results of his cultivation in the past three months by the way.

In fact, there is another reason, that is, he really can't rest assured that the little girl named Guo'er.

The one that Guo'er let swallow just now, the detoxification pill he refined, whether it was effective or not, Ning Qianqiu didn't dare to pack the ticket.

After thinking about it, Ning Qianqiu decided to stay nearby and go back to the town in a few days.

Call......

With a slight sound of breaking the air, the Great Xi Sword rose into the air, and the black light enveloped Ning Qianqiu's body, making his heart gradually calm down.

Where monsters are rampant, no one dares to slack off.

The reeds were deep, and there were a few trees sparsely standing in the distance, Ning Qianqiu took one step at a time, shuttling through the swamp, his eyes snuggly scanning around.

Whoa......

The wind blows through the reeds and pours a piece.

Under the moon, far away, there was a faint wolf howl.

Suddenly, the Xuanguang on the Daxi Sword is prosperous!

Ning Qianqiu shouted, and the Daxi Sword was shocked, stabbing straight ahead!

"Roar!"

With a roar, a half-human-tall bear beast rushed out of the reeds, raised its bear paw and slapped it at the Great Xi Sword!

Ning Qianqiu snorted coldly, the sword technique changed, and he spat out in his mouth: "Soft!"

Xuanguang trembled, and the castration of the Daxi sword's direct stab suddenly changed, turning into a finger twist, and it slashed on the bear's paw as swiftly as electricity.

Bloodshot Splash!

The bear beast roared, and its entire claw was cut off!

"Slash!"

With another low shout, the Great Xi Sword slashed down with a devastating momentum, instantly cutting the bear beast in half.

Daxi's sword struck a blow, making a low groan, as if he was spiritually excited, and returned to Ning Qianqiu's side, floating quietly.

A demon beast equivalent to the nine-fold cultivation of the Tongmai was directly killed by Ning Qianqiu as soon as it came into contact.

Ning Qianqiu's expression was neither sad nor joyful, and he didn't even glance at the corpse of the bear beast on the ground, strolling over it and walking deeper into the swamp.

Time passes quietly.

The smell of blood in the swamp seems to be a little stronger.

"Brand Swamp, Demon Beast Paradise, this name is really appropriate......" Ning Qianqiu sighed as he pulled the Great Xi Sword out of a lion's mane corpse.

The deeper you go into the swamp, the higher the level of the demon beasts encountered, and the lion's mane in front of you is equivalent to the Yellow Spirit Realm.

And the deeper he went, the more Ning Qianqiu discovered that something was wrong here, as if there was a powerful force in the underworld, suppressing the creatures in this land, making people feel a little depressed.

Could it be the soul imprint of the so-called ancient power?

Ning Qianqiu frowned.

Before he could think about it, in the dense reeds in the distance, a brilliant light erupted, illuminating the night sky, and at the same time, there was a faint roar of demon beasts.

Ning Qianqiu glanced in that direction.

Late at night, in the swamp, who would be there?

Ning Qianqiu put away the Daxi Sword, shaped like a ghost, and headed in that direction.

"Hehehe...... Xiao Zi, do you think that if you go to such a remote place, your aunt and grandmother will not be able to find you? You are so naïve, and you have made so many good brothers, you don't think that you can win me by relying on them, right? Otherwise, if you go back with me, I will let you go these good brothers, how about it?"

"Slurr...... Gurgling ......"

"Yu Lianhua, you are dreaming!"

When Ning Qianqiu heard the last voice, he only felt a little familiar, and a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes, and he quietly brushed aside the reeds and looked into the field.

What catches your eye is a tall back of a woman, with long hair and a shawl, and a graceful demeanor. In front of the woman, several demon beasts were being tied up at the moment, and their expressions were sluggish and distressed.

Ning Qianqiu was a little surprised in her heart.

Most of the demon beasts in the Yellow Spirit Realm are fools who act on instinct, and few of them have opened their spiritual intelligence, and these demon beasts in this field, their eyes are dripping and rolling, and they all look like they are not low in spiritual intelligence.

In this dark night, there are both lone women and rare beasts, and there is a trace of treachery everywhere.

And what surprised Ning Qianqiu the most was an eagle-like demon beast among the demon beasts, this beast was covered in purple feathers, and it was scolding the woman with words.

It was the one who led the beast tide to attack Xinghong City in the first place, and that purple eagle became a fine!

"Xiao Zi, to be a spirit pet is to have the appearance of being a spirit pet, I have treated you well all these years, but you abandoned me, is this reasonable?"

The woman gently pulled her hair, her voice was coquettish, and in this slightly cold night, she heard a wave in people's hearts.

"The surname Yu, don't fake with Lao Tzu! Don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know what you want to do, if you don't run, are you waiting to be killed by you?" Ziying scolded loudly, emotional.