It was agreed that we would chase down, so we no longer hesitated, the monkey who stole the sword climbed down the mountain vine, and did not go far, the little demon volunteered, his body swayed in the air, and he didn't even listen to my instructions, and the person suddenly sank, I was afraid that there would be some powerful characters under the valley, and I didn't dare to stop any longer, let Duoduo help me light the way down, and also touch down the rough knotted rattan.

As for the tiger cat, this guy likes to be alone, fluttering his wings and flying, saying that he will take a look at the little demon, don't let this fox put it in the bowl, after saying this, he also disappeared into the darkness.

To be honest, in such a night, climbing down from the top of the cliff, in fact, it is quite dangerous, ordinary people do this, even under the fixation of safety ropes and mountaineering props, it is also a proper rhythm of death, even me, is also worried, but once this person is burned by anger, but there will not be too many concerns, thinking that I was played by the monkey, I have an indescribable grievance in my heart, so accompanied by Duoduo, through such a beautiful moonlight, slowly touch down.

In the process of climbing, I had even forgotten to wonder if the monkeys were frightened and ran, or were they driven by someone to steal my ghost sword?

It can be seen that when a person is angry, he must not make a quick decision, such a consideration must be the most incomplete.

Let's not talk about these first, I walked down the mountain vine, the rattan is quite thick, and one after another, so to climb down, as long as the arm strength is enough, it is actually not a difficult thing for me. Of course, the reason why I dared to come down was also because of my own ability and the yin and yang fish cyclone that I had just begun to refine.

When I was able to control the strength of my body well, that kind of self-confidence that came spontaneously gave me the courage to face any difficulties and obstacles, even if there was a mountain of swords or a sea of fire in front of me, it was just a smile.

After climbing like this, halfway up the cliff, the tragic thing finally happened-the thick vines that had been falling from the edge of the cliff actually ended here. This incident made me a little depressed, and I searched left and right, and there was only a slope rock four or five meters away, and from there I walked more than ten meters inward, and a large dark green agate rattan bed would appear again, hanging down.

But fortunately, there were flowers, this little obedient girl carefully escorted me all the way, and when she saw that there was no road on my side, she pushed me behind, swayed a few times, and finally through the way of swinging, I shrunk and tossed, and finally landed on the slope stone that protruded between the cliffs.

However, before I could stand still, and my balance was not yet maintained, suddenly a black shadow shot towards my arm.

This black shadow is in the shape of a long strip, the head is soldered with an iron head, the whole body is green, but the eyes are as clear as rubies, under the moonlight, shining with a strange light, but it is a rare Burmese bamboo leaf green. The thing may have seen me on the other side, and was ready to go, and as soon as I swung over, it ejected, opening its mouth almost 180 degrees, palm-long.

Although I have not seen this thing before, I can also know that it is highly poisonous, and I dare not let it bite, so I turned over and directly pinched the three inches of this snake.

The three inches of this snake are the most fragile and easily broken places on its vertebrae, and when I squeeze my hand, it should not be able to struggle, but this thing turned its head unconventionally and opened its mouth to bite again. But at this time, it was no longer my turn to make a move, and the fat worm that came out of the taste bit the snake lip of the green snake, and then a shocking scene appeared, the green color that was more than a meter long, almost in an instant, the whole body turned into the death-like pale after the paper burned.

The turquoise snake lost its life in the blink of an eye, and the snake's body became like tissue paper, so textureless that I couldn't even feel any weight in my hand.

The fat bugs at this moment are really too poisonous, this poison has transcended the nature of biology, simple and crude.

Pure.

After more than ten minutes, my feet stepped on the fertile soil of the valley, and I looked around, and found that this was a fertile valley, the area was very large, almost a small plain, with herbs and other plants planted everywhere, and there was a faint smell of medicine in the air, and there were several undulating cols in the middle.

In the middle area, there are some thatched huts with local characteristics, and there are dim lights coming from inside, which are very dim, and you can't see it from above.

Of course, in addition to the medicine garden, there are many towering trees in this valley, in the middle of several mountain cols, I even saw a forty or fifty meters high Wangtian tree, which made people's hearts shocked, and next to this cliff where I was, there were many strange rocks, strange and strange, and there were many hollows in them.

The hollow is deep and tortuous, there are several of them every four or five meters, and the gloomy atmosphere makes people look at it and feel as if there is a devil in it.

The wind blew and whined, like a ghost crying, which made people's hearts hairy.

I jumped off the rock in a few steps, next to a bamboo forest, and I didn't see the little demon, and as for the tiger cat, it was nowhere to be seen. I looked around for a while, and found a group of people coming from the east, and hurriedly hid in the bamboo forest, and saw that those people were approaching, it was a column of patrols, except for a little black, these people were no different from the mountain people in the mountains and forests of northern Burma, except for the forehead, with special paint, painted with a lot of white stars, shining in the night, very easy to identify.

I looked at these patrols with bows and knives in their hands, and thought to myself that in the era of hot weapons, if they were fighting night raids, these guys with stars on their foreheads would be first-class good targets, and they didn't need any good gunners at all to identify the raw melons and eggs that had just passed the recruit period, and it would be proper to kill them.

These people think that they are all members of the mysterious Heiyang clan, looking at that action, they are all vigorous, and they must also be trained in the mountains and wild things, and although they also have powerful characters, they can stand side by side with the beast girl Yang Lun and the young man in black that we met before, but they didn't see it.

In this world, there are not so many geniuses, and the young generation of the Heiyang clan can appear two powerful characters like Yang Lun, which can be regarded as prosperous.

I squatted in the bamboo forest, watching those people laugh and leave, the back disappeared from my sight, just about to stand up, but the shoulder was patted, my heart immediately hung high, and I suddenly got up, but I saw that it was the little demon This Nizi appeared behind me at some point, grinning at me. I lowered my voice and asked this little fox, how is it, did you see where the ghost sword fell?

The little demon pointed to an independent thatched house not far away, and said that it was there, and the dead monkey was holding the ghost sword, and went straight there, and I went near the room, and was just about to go in to get the sword, when an old man snorted, I felt that if I went, the movement might be too big, and there was a patrol next to it, so I turned back to find you first.

I nodded, and said That's it, there was really someone who instructed the monkey group to come over, but what do you mean by taking my ghost sword?

The little demon shrugged his shoulders and said, Who knows, maybe someone else thinks that your ghost sword is too sassy, and they have the idea of taking it over and playing with it? I nodded, and seeing that the patrol had gone far, I walked along the nursery path in front of the bamboo forest, opened the escape ring all the way, lowered my body, and soon came to the small hut in the middle of nowhere.

This kind of small thatched hut is almost the same as the original Cuomuk Village, the Southeast Asian rainforest is damp and rainy, the houses are mostly built half a meter above the ground, the surrounding walls are wooden planks, the workmanship is not good, and there are enough gaps as thick as a little thumb in some places, I quietly approached, and then found a transparent gap, and looked at the face, but saw a withered, thin, yellow-spotted old man, sitting on the floor.

The oil lamp was like a bean, illuminating the room dimly, and it was a mess, with medicine jars and primitive pharmaceutical utensils scattered everywhere, and in the corner there was a hairy monkey as big as a child, and the little guy was gnawing on something in his hand, and was very happy, and as for my ghost sword, it was being held in the hand of the old man with yellow spots, and looked at it carefully.

In addition to the yellow age spots, the yellow spot old man's face also had white strange patterns, and at the end of these patterns were the stars on his forehead, and I counted them, and there were five of them, which was rare. With the attitude of stroking a beauty, he carefully rubbed the pure gold plated sword body of the ghost sword, muttering to himself, his eyes full of excitement.

As he rubbed it, I saw a faint black mist seeping out of the ghost sword, forming the shape of a lush old locust tree in the air.

I looked at it with a gloomy face, and I was very unhappy in my heart, knowing that this old guy should be trying to erase the mark I left on the ghost sword.

At this time, the little demon who went to investigate the terrain and personnel around returned, and made a gesture next to me, indicating that nothing happened, my heart tightened, and I came to the door with a restrained breath, and secretly counted three, two, and one, and then reached out and knocked on the door.

I knocked on the door, and immediately there was an angry greeting from inside, I didn't understand what it meant, but I could also roughly understand the meaning, it was nothing more than a scolding and inquiry, so I kept silent. Then I heard a few ups and downs, it was the little monkey who was sent to open the door, and when the door was opened, I kicked it open and rushed towards the old man with yellow spots in the hall: "Give me back my sword!" ”