"Grandpa Demon, this person was not thrown to death." Nan Yiheng heard the voice of a crisp and immature little girl ringing clearly in his ears in his vague sleep, and then felt that someone had poked his finger a few times.

"Who?" An old and gloomy voice sounded from the darkest part of the cave, and people couldn't help but shiver when they heard it.

But the eleven-year-old girl seemed to get used to it and replied unconcernedly, "I don't know."

Hearing this, the old man scolded coldly: "Stupid thing, I'm asking what kind of person you fell."

After being quiet for a while, Xia Qingyu just squatted on the ground and looked curiously at the boy lying on the ground unconscious, and did not answer.

I saw the boy's full and round forehead, straight sword eyebrows, straight nose bridge as if it had been cut by a knife, tight ruddy thin lips, soft facial lines, and extremely delicate facial features.

The white shirt on the boy's body was cut by branches in several places when he fell, and his whole body was gray and dirty, except that the skin on his face was white and tender.

"Little thing, it's dead." Sen Leng's old voice sounded again.

"If you die, I won't die." When the words fell, only a painful muffled snort was heard overflowing from the little girl's mouth, and the whole person fell on the boy.

"Still stubborn?"

"Grandpa Demon, you scolded me first." The little girl was very unconvinced.

"Do you still want to beg for a fight?" There was a hint of warning in his consistently cold voice. The little girl slowly got up from the boy and sat down without saying a word.

"Male or female?" "Male." "How old?" "A little furry boy who is younger than me." Xia Qingyu asked, so she had to answer one question.

"What do you have on him?" Xia Qingyu obediently reached out to Nan Yiheng's body and groped for a while, and found a golden dagger from his arms, a delicately carved jade pendant, and a small sachet.

Xia Qingyu carefully looked at the dagger in his hand at the bright light coming in from his head, the golden sword holster, which was carved with delicate and beautiful dragon patterns, and the handle was inlaid with a droplet-shaped green gem, which shimmered with a faint green light under the light. The corners of her mouth lifted uncontrollably, and she smiled softly.

"Girl, what did you find?" Hearing this, Xia Qingyu's face instantly darkened, his face frowned, and he retracted the idea that he had just wanted to pull it out to see the sharpness of the knife, and gently withdrew the dagger into his arms and put it away. He looked back at the person in the corner and replied, "A piece of jade pendant, a small sachet."

"That's all?" "If you don't believe it, I'll throw him to you, and you can search it yourself." Xia Qingyu replied.

"Are you dead?" "Not yet. You can slaughter him while it's hot. Saying that, Xia Qingyu stretched out his foot and kicked Nan Yiheng, who was lying motionless like a dead corpse.

Xia Qingyu saw that the little boy suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly two cold cold lights shot straight at her, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Hehe...... Are you awake? ”

Nan Yiheng didn't pay attention to it, and only stretched out his hand to her and said coldly: "Give me back the jade pendant."

"Jade pendant?" Xia Qingyu looked at him and smiled, his smile was as bright as a spring flower in March, he ran away while laughing, and finally raised his hand to throw the jade pendant into the dark, turned back to Nan Yiheng spread his hands and said with an incomparably bright smile: "At the Demon Grandpa." If you have the ability, you can take it yourself. ”

"You." Nan Yiheng clenched her hands, and the cold light in her eyes seemed to poke her out of a few big holes.

Although Xia Qingyu has not paid much attention to such a cold light under the cold immersion of the demon grandfather in the past few months, she still feels that the coldness in this boy's eyes has a sharp and compelling noble momentum, and she secretly wonders in her heart where such a boy came from, this person's identity must not be simple, maybe he can take her out, thinking of this, she smiled even more happily and hummed.

Nan Yiheng's face became darker and darker, but judging from the punishment of the little girl by the cold old man just now, he knew that the person's martial arts were strong, and he didn't dare to act rashly, so he carefully observed the surrounding environment.

It was a large, swarthy cave, damp and slippery, half surrounded by water, with a cliff at the end of the stream. A fierce waterfall was formed at the cliff, and Nan Yiheng carefully searched for the source of the river, which came out of the darkest part of the cave, where the gloomy old man sit.

Xia Qingyu watched Nan Yiheng approach the demon grandfather step by step, and couldn't help reminding: "Demon grandpa, that little hairy boy asked you for his jade pendant."

"Huh...... It just so happened that Lao Tzu was hungry. A burst of eerie laughter echoed in the cave one after another, shocking Xia Qingyu to hold her head tightly and cover her ears.

Xia Qingyu couldn't help but feel a little admired in his heart when he saw Nan Yiheng standing unmoved, and was surprised and curious about the calmness he showed that did not match his age.

Grandpa Demon was also very surprised, and couldn't help but glance at Nan Yiheng not far away: "Who are you?"

"You took my jade pendant." Nan Yiheng did not answer his question. "I took it, what do you want?" Grandpa Demon said contemptuously.

Nan Yiheng didn't speak, his eyes looked at the old man who was chained to the wall by thick chains. I saw that in front of him was an old man who was not a human being, a ghost or a ghost, his long hair was messy and twisted into filthy and dirty lumps, his hands and feet were tied by several thick long iron chains, and the most shocking thing was that two fist-sized iron locks were crossed from the pipa bone and tied to his waist layer by layer, and the clothes on his body were so broken that only a little fabric remained, and his clothes were not covered, and it looked like he had been tied up for a long time.

Suddenly, Nan Yiheng felt a strong force striking at him violently, and in an instant, he was slapped and hit the wall and fell to the ground, only to feel a fishy sweetness in his throat, and then a large mouthful of blood spurted out with a pop, and he fainted instantly.

Xia Qingyu watched Nan Yiheng, who had fainted, jump down from a big stone where he was sitting and shouted, "Grandpa Demon, you won't beat him to death, right?" "Hmph, you deserve to die, rude brute." Grandpa Demon scolded coldly.

"If he's dead, it's not fun, Grandpa Demon." Saying that, Xia Qingyu hurriedly rushed over to help Nan Yiheng inspect the injury, took out a small medicine bottle from his arms, poured a heart-saving pill into his mouth, held his head high and forced him to swallow it.

"If you save him once, I'll kill him once." Grandpa Demon said in a gloomy tone.

"Uh," Xia Qingyu stopped what he was doing, threw away Nan Yiheng, clapped his hands and said, "If you want to kill, kill it, what does it have to do with me, it's a big deal, I'll talk to Yu'er."

Thinking, hmph, anyway, he has already swallowed the heart-saving pill for a while and will not be able to die, so thinking so, he turned his head to the crystal clear pool water and shouted with a smile: "Yu'er Yu'er, you say yes."

When Nan Yiheng woke up, he only felt a cramping pain between his henchmen, struggling to sit up, and after trying a few times, he only felt that the pain was unbearable, so he had to lie down on the ground, staring at the dark green wall with his eyes stunned.

When the tip of his nose smelled the fragrance of food, he couldn't help but turn his head, and saw Xia Qingyu not far away, standing next to the burning fire by the pool, with two wooden shelves to grill fish.

Nan Yiheng felt very strange, in this dark and dark cave, where did this little girl pick up firewood to make a fire, could it be that there are other ways to get outside?

Thinking of this, a flash of light flashed in Nan Yiheng's eyes, and he quickly patrolled the cave with his eyes, and soon the light in his eyes dimmed again, presumably only the two of them knew that there was really an exit, and he secretly thought in his heart.