He was using all his soul power to make a "sword roar!" because he knew that maybe this was the only way to survive.

"Huhu!" "How thick the skin of the third-order flame demon bear is! Even if the sword sound all fell on it, it only left a trace that was not deep, and not even blood flowed out.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotian's eyes showed a look of despair, and he tried his best to strike, but not even blood flowed out, isn't this just an itch for the Yan Demon Bear? Maybe these are all destined by heaven, he didn't die in the Valley of Mists before, and in the end he still can't escape the fate of dying here! Thinking of this, he simply closed his eyes, and two bean-sized tears flowed down his cheeks, "Seven nights, my brother, we'll see you in the next life!"

"Woohoo!" Suddenly, a ghostly wolf howl came.

Yang Xiaotian opened his eyes, as if he saw hope, it seemed that this ghost wolf was indeed his lucky soul beast, and every time, when he was desperate, he would appear.

He fixed his eyes and saw that a huge Nether Wolf was standing not far away staring at the Fire Demon Bear, and there was a person standing next to him, as if he was the owner of the Nether Wolf, and he couldn't see the appearance of the person who came.

At this moment, the Flame Demon Bear turned his head to look at the visitor, turned and ran towards the depths of the woods, and disappeared in a few moments, like a mouse meeting a cat.

Yang Xiaotian watched the Yan Demon Bear disappear, his tense body suddenly relaxed, his eyelids suddenly became heavy, the sky spun around, and finally fell to the river.

When he woke up again, he looked around, and it was a room with tables, stools, beds and other household items.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in his fifties walked in with a bowl and said with a smile: "Child, are you awake!

"How long have I been asleep?" Yang Xiaotian asked, what he wanted to know most was how long it was until January.

"One day. The middle-aged man looked stunned and said with a smile.

Yang Xiaotian breathed a long sigh of relief, immediately got up, bowed and bowed: "Thank you seniors for saving your life! "After that, he has to step out.

Seeing that Yang Xiaotian didn't say anything, the middle-aged man didn't feel a little strange, so he asked, "What's the matter, so anxious?"

"It's really urgent, and I ask my seniors to forgive me. Yang Xiaotian said again.

"Wait! I've been following you for a long time, and it looks like you're looking for something, what the hell is it? Maybe I can help you!" The middle-aged man was even more curious, maybe he also had a fate with this doll, saved him twice, looked at him for the first time, as if he was deceived by the purple-haired youth, so he was almost wiped out as soon as he came out of the Valley of Mist, and this time he kept walking along the cliff and the river, at first day and night, and then began to light torches, risking being hunted by soul beasts, he couldn't think of what the reason was, so that a low-level child in the Soul Elder Realm, risking being killed at any time, came to this Valley of Mist where there were third- and fourth-order soul beasts everywhere.

When Yang Xiaotian heard this, he felt justified, he had been blindly searching for it for so long, and he hadn't even seen the hair of the fairy grass blood lotus. Maybe this middle-aged uncle may know.

So he bowed again: "Senior, I am looking for the Immortal Grass Blood Lotus, waiting to save people's lives." ”

"Immortal Grass Blood Lotus!" The middle-aged man thought for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and said, "I know where there is one!"

"Really!" Yang Xiaotian exclaimed in surprise.

"Okay, let's drink some porridge!"

Yang Xiaotian nodded, drank it all in three strokes, and then looked at the middle-aged man with flickering eyes.

The middle-aged man kept looking at Yang Xiaotian, smiling, his eyes were full of love, like a loving father watching a sick child take medicine.

Suddenly, there was a heavy sound of footsteps outside, getting closer and closer.

Yang Xiaotian was puzzled and wanted to ask.

"Son, it's time for you to go back. The middle-aged man looked anxious and hurriedly stood up. It was as if King Yama had come. He took out a blood-colored and lotus-shaped fairy grass from the cabinet and stuffed it into Yang Xiaotian's hand, then opened the back door and hugged Yang Xiaotian onto the back of the ghost wolf. After whispering a few words, the Nether Wolf carried Yang Xiaotian and disappeared into the mist.

Before Yang Xiaotian could ask clearly, he felt the sound of whistling wind in his ears, and at the same time, the huge tree was flying backwards quickly, and he grabbed the mane of the ghost wolf tightly, shaking up and down and left and right like riding a horse, but the speed was significantly faster.

A few hours later, the ghost wolf stopped, and Yang Xiaotian looked up to see that it was the familiar first line of heaven. He lowered his crotch and said to the ghost wolf: "Thank you, is the senior in danger, you go back quickly!"

The ghost wolf glanced at Yang Xiaotian, turned around and quickly disappeared into the mist.

Yang Xiaotian was a little worried about his seniors, he didn't know what was going on, he was in a hurry to send himself out, and he didn't even have time to say thank you, maybe only when he thanked him next time, he looked back for a while before turning around and disappearing into the sky.

Out of the first line of the sky, his whole person seemed to be much more relaxed, he touched the storage ring with his hand, the corners of his mouth were filled with a cheerful smile, Qiye was saved this time.

Although there are still ten days before the January period, after all, this is the misty forest, the place where soul beasts haunt, in order to prevent accidents, he still keeps running back to the exit, he always tells himself, stay vigilant, the more this time the more careful, don't fall short.

Finally, when he came to the gate of the Misty Forest, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he could finally see his brother's smile again. Because it was still daytime, he began to be cautious, and no one knew about it when he came in, and in order to prevent unnecessary trouble, he waited until it was dark and the gatekeepers were lax, and then he sneaked into the academy.

Going directly towards the bamboo hut, I originally thought that the bamboo hut should be as quiet as in the past, and no one visited, but at this time, more than a dozen people gathered at the bamboo forest trailhead, looking like they were not students from the academy, but like people from outside. So he bypassed them, came to the back of the bamboo forest, and found a path that only a few of them knew, and it was said that it was a path, but in fact there was no road at all, but in the dense bamboo forest, there was a slightly larger gap road, which could accommodate one person to pass. This is also when the fat man repaired the thatched hut at that time, according to Xiaotian's meaning, leaving a way to retreat, in case the bamboo hut is in danger in the future, it is good to retreat from here.

I don't usually go, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today, the gaps are already covered with weeds and bamboo leaves, if I didn't know in advance, I wouldn't have thought that I could enter here.