The fog in the forest has faded, and the scenery on both sides of the creek is clearly visible.

Lingyin searched around the neighborhood and couldn't find a cave that was relatively hidden and not badly lit, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Thinking of the cave she often used to rest temporarily from Mingzhou in the direction of Lingshan, Lingyin found a tall tree with the densest branches in this place as a temporary resting place.

He took out a piece of jade rune paper folded into a small piece from his pocket, took out a brush, and finally took out a small porcelain vase and a small cup.

Lingyin raised her eyes to look at the depths of the still misty Lingshan Mountain, remembering the last time she was injured by the Red Poison Fox, she finally chose to prick her fingertips with a silver needle, and dropped a drop of crimson into the red liquid in the small cup.

With the tree branch as the table, Lingyin's right hand waved, and a strangely shaped word 'Ling' had been drawn on an unfolded round rune paper.

Putting away the brush and the small porcelain vase, Lingyin sat cross-legged, and shook his right hand holding the rune paper slightly, and the rune paper turned to ashes after emitting a dazzling light.

The strange and alluring fragrance of jade yellow and saffron is infused with a hint of more enticing rust, and the fragrance becomes rich and charming.

The little animals that came to the stream to drink water in the early morning stopped drinking and rushed towards this side in unison.

Lingyin collected the ashes, snorted a few times, and then closed her eyes and allowed herself to meditate.

The enchanting scent faded for a moment, and the little animals stopped in the middle of the road, and after waking up, they scattered and fled.

The white-clothed figure fell quickly from the cliff like a kite with a broken string, and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes smiled and looked at her fixedly.

His face was flushed, and he was no longer pale and haggard, as if he was about to burn in a moment.

A small crimson figure jumped up from the left side of the cliff and was about to land on the door in front of him.

She was in a hurry and couldn't help shouting.

"Feng, Fenglan."

Lingyin gasped, snapped open her eyes, and raised her hand to touch her stabbing chest.

In order to be able to find the medicinal herbs she wanted more accurately and quickly, she decided to perform the spirit rune technique.

But why, her meditation seemed to turn into a dream.

No, it seems to be the same as when she saved that person that day.

Lingyin pulled the corners of her mouth bitterly, took out the water bladder, and poured a sip of tea.

It must have been because she had seen him a little too many times yesterday, and he was too similar to him, that she had such a dream.

Lingyin packed up her things and was just about to get up, but her eyes swept to five or six men in strong suits, bows and arrows on their backs, and swords in their hands walked to the stream.

Seeing one of them, a young man who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, Lingyin's brows couldn't help but wrinkle.

is very similar to Zhao Yongping, with a handsome face with a pair of narrow and long inner eyes but also quite graceful.

It's just that his eyebrows and eyes have been crooked, which is slightly more pleasing to the eye than the annoying Zhao Yongping.

"Second son, after the stream is the depth of Lingshan, according to your agreement with us, you and Zhao Dong are waiting for us here."

Around forty years old, the man who should have been the leader stopped the young man who was about to jump over the stream with his arm, and looked disapproving.

"That's so boring, I heard that the red poisonous fox is very cute, today you will let me follow you to see it!"

"Childe, don't embarrass your subordinates, we have not figured out how to explain to the master and the eldest prince when we took you here today!"