Seeing that Youfeng was concentrating on finding herbs, Nangong Yehua moved his fingers, pointed in a certain direction behind her, approached her tender white neck, and exhaled like a lando, "I saw a golden thing just now..."

The wind was tickled by the breath on his neck, and was about to slap it when he heard the person on his back speak, and quickly stopped, "What shape?" ”

"Golden!" Nangong Yehua replied honestly.

“··· What does it look like? Turning his head to look at the handsome face of the demon who was close at hand, Youfeng clenched his fists and sighed speechlessly, whose body is this Nima?

"I don't remember!" The voice of grievances was low to the ears of the wind, as if it was coquettish.

Youfeng wants to explode again, such a big person, is there an end?!

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, don't get angry, be calm! With a wave of his hand, he turned the direction, and then slowly looked for it at a height of one or two meters above the ground.

Youfeng thought, such a big desert, the color of the sand is almost blind, the smell of herbs that are about the same color as the sand, can you not make trouble?

Over there! Youfeng quickly put away the Flowing Frost Sword, dragged the burden on his back, stepped over with a few arrows, stretched out his hand, and was about to pick it up, at this moment, the person on his back who was so weak that he could only rely on her to support him suddenly hugged her and rolled on the spot, "Be careful!" ”

The wind looked back, and the place where he was standing just now was now filled with highly poisonous feather arrows, glowing with a strange color in the hot sunlight overhead.

But by this time, the two had rolled down the dune.

Although rolling in the sand is not very painful, it is not enough to endure this steep desert ditch.

Youfeng was tightly held in his arms, and because of the small person, he almost never fell painfully, but Nangong Yehua was miserable, he was already injured, and now this fall, I am afraid that I will lose half my life.

Looking at the handsome face that was as pale as paper and drenched in cold sweat, Youfeng's eyes were sour, and the hand that was tightly held moved, and a slender green vine plunged into the sand dune, quickly taking root and spreading inside.

With this vine, the two finally stopped the downward trend, and then their waists suddenly exerted their strength, swaying the desert cliffs, and at the same time, several thin green vines flew out of their wrists, firmly binding Nangong Yehua, who had passed out but never let go, and galloped towards the soft sand dunes under their feet.

"Frost Sword!" The wind shouted softly, and a futon transformed into a frost sword had appeared under the feet of the fallen air, and when he caught them, he flew upwards with all his might, and the wind finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, how are you?" Unable to break free from his unconscious restraints, he had to reluctantly stretch out a few fingers to poke his face, seeing him snort softly, Youfeng quickly took out the Xuanbing Spirit Pill and stuffed it in his mouth, and tapped it on his neck, and the pill was finally swallowed.

At this time, the Flowing Frost Sword also led them to the top of the cliff.

"Stop here!" Commanding the Frost Sword to stop at the edge of the cliff, listening carefully to the slightly familiar voice above.

"The nine-tailed dragon sunflower has been obtained, and the next one is the green dragon ginseng, go quickly, so as not to be taken first!"

"See who dares!"

"I was almost picked up just now!"

"Picked? There is no place to die! ”

"Hahaha..."

"When these treasures are collected, the sacrifice of the iron flute... Hum! ”

"Shut up and go!"

A dozen or so cannibal men sped away into the depths of the desert.

The wind flew up from under the cliff slowly, hooking the corners of his lips, there was no smile in his eyes but there was interest, the cannibals were going to be in chaos, but I was really looking forward to it!

"Let's go, let's go too!" Picking up this kind of thing, she doesn't do it too easily.

The sun was shining so hot in the desert that people were about to collapse.

After searching for a few days in a row, several cannibal men in front of them kept fan-sized palms desperately fanning the wind, their tongues sticking out long, like long-tongued ghosts, obviously no water to drink.

In this desert, the absence of water is not far from death.

"Hurry up, finding the green dragon ginseng is the most important thing!"

One of them, who seemed to be the head of the cannibal man, although his lips were dry and cracked, was not languishing like the others.

"If you don't hurry up, you're going to die in the desert!"

The words finally worked, and several big men cheered up and got up from the ground again to look for the green dragon ginseng hidden in the sand.

Looking at the bitter cannibals, if it weren't for Nangong Yehua's dead face on her back, she would have wanted to get an ice cream out to cool off, and by the way, she would have relieved her cravings.

"Found it, found it!" The cheers sounded in the desert, and several cannibals who were about to run out of ammunition and food took out their respective distributions, and tied the green dragon ginseng that was hiding in the sand and could escape in the sand in the cage.

"Signal, signal!"

As soon as the signal of several cannibals was sent into the sky, they had been waiting for the wind of the yellow finch for a long time, and the giant bow in their hands was gently loosened, and the invisible arrow whizzed away from the string, and the gap in the cage that held the green dragon ginseng was in the middle, without the slightest deviation, nailed the cage that was about to be carried away into the sand.

"Wh... Who's the man..." Several cannibals were shocked, almost peeing in fright.

The wind put down the foot that he had replaced with his leg because he was too short, dragged the shiny black dragon tongue bow in his hand behind him, and walked out from behind the sand dunes step by step.

Ignoring the last moment they were trembling like a sieve, and the next moment when they saw the ghost wind himself who was not yet their thighs, the atmosphere was weird.

Who is this Terran child, so dragged?

Seeing her walking over as if looking at the scenery, Shi Shiran nodded at them gratefully, then pulled up the cage and left.

What's the situation? The cannibal men looked at each other, and were about to rush up to snatch back the green dragon ginseng, but they didn't expect that this little human race turned their heads again, looked up at them and smiled domineeringly, "Little brothers, don't keep up yet!" ”

Little, little brothers? The cannibal man had blue tendons on his forehead, but he didn't dare to have any objection to her words, because they saw that this Terran child, who was not as tall as their thighs, took out a huge bow that was as black as ink but flashed out of nowhere.

As soon as her calf was extended, the strings of the giant bow were tightened, and the cannibal men were afraid that if she trembled on one foot, the invisible and sharp arrow would come out of her hand and make them a char siu.

"Perform a good play, if you mess up..."

The immature children's voice, which seemed to have no deterrent power, combined with the huge bow that was so dark that it made people tremble, did not entangle the dragon tongue bow of their cannibal town clan, why was it in her hands, and the big men were intimidated.