"Childe, how do you feel, if you don't feel well, then you and Elder Heping are waiting here for me and Qin Feng."

On the peak on the right side of the cliff, there are the figures of Feng Lan, Ping Si, Qin Feng and Ou Feng.

Seeing Feng Lan stroking her chest and frowning, Ou Feng asked worriedly.

The cool and sweet fragrance in the air became stronger and stronger, which made the urgency in Feng Lan's heart inexplicably stronger.

With such a strong fragrance, the boy must be able to smell it.

"Judging by the smell of Yanling grass in the air, there should be more than one Yanling grass on the cliff below here!"

Qin Feng and Ou Feng looked at each other for a moment, and then nodded.

"There should be at least three or more."

"Let's go, let's go down together."

"Yes, I'll take the lead, after the European wind is broken, you will live in peace."

Since being saved by that little boy that day, Feng Lan's condition has been excellent.

Although he feels a little uncomfortable in his heart today, he is as light as a swallow when he uses light skills.

A group of four people was cautious and worked all the way down.

After walking about sixty or seventy zhang high, with occasional clumps of weeds and almost vertical mountain rocks, the four of them finally landed on the left side of the cliff.

At this time, Lingyin had also fallen from the mountain peak on the left to the edge of the cliff.

Looking at the two stout Yanling grasses growing under his feet, Lingyin's eyes were scorching.

The two Yanling grasses, with thick and wide leaves, thick and fragrant, were much stronger than the last two times she had collected.

According to this condition, each plant could refine at least two hundred Yan Ling Dan.

No, she should transplant them back and cultivate them, maybe she can grow more and better Yanling grass.

Lingyin excitedly dug out the Yan Ling grass and carefully put it into the pocket on his chest.

On the other side, Qin Feng's figure also landed on the edge of the cliff, and moved along the edge of the cliff towards the center of the cliff.

Because of what happened last time, today's Qin style is extraordinarily cautious.

He walked forward, carefully watching the rock walls around him, listening carefully with both ears.

"Childe, two Yanling grasses, they are really two plants."

Seeing the two Yanling grasses in front of him, Qin Feng couldn't help but cry out excitedly.

It was a deliberately suppressed voice, but it was a little louder because of excitement

Ping Si, Feng Lan, and Ou Feng slowly followed behind Qin Feng.

Getting closer and closer to the center of the cliff, Feng Lan felt the pain in her chest getting more and more intense.

But compared to the situation that day, it was much better, at least he could bear it.

Hearing Qin Feng's joyful exclamation, Feng Lan's gaze did not have too many surprises.

His eyes searched the other side, hoping to see the dark, thin boy there.

But in the thick fog, he could see that there was nothing two feet in front of him.

"Put it away and move on."

Feng Lan's calm words calmed down Qin Feng, Ping Si and Ou Feng as well.

Lingyin slowly moved forward, and when he walked about three zhang or so, he dug up another Yanling grass.

Lingyin continued to move forward with excitement, and it seemed that this piece was a treasure of feng shui.

With so many Yan Ling grasses, how could they not be eaten by the red poisonous fox?

Lingyin's heart suddenly froze, this seemed to be very wrong.

Lingyin paused, held her breath, and listened carefully.

'Woo... Woo...'

A very light, very weak whine must have come from the middle of the cliff.

It was somewhat similar to the whine of the red fox she had heard, but it was a little different.

Lingyin glanced around, looking at the white mist in front of him, and his heart was shocked.

Could it be that it was a young fox that was chirping just now, and this can't happen to be the den of the red venomous fox, right?

"Childe, there are two more Yanling grasses."

Although Qin Feng's voice was not loud, it went straight into Lingyin's ears.

Well? Qin Feng? Could it be that Feng Lan is also here?

Lingyin, who was about to retreat, frowned, what to do, do you want to remind them.

Everyone was lucky that day, and they were not attacked by the red poisonous fox, so what about today?