Xiao Qiang turned his head to look at the girl in the dark, and said with a wry smile: "I really came over, I have tried it in the demon territory, how much do you know how to avoid the demon beast, so it's okay to answer like this, right?"

The girl snorted coldly and retorted loudly: "Nonsense, from Shenjian Mountain to here, you have to pass through the territory of at least four innate spirit beasts, how can you avoid them, even if the demon beast master is here, he may not be able to get through!"

The more the girl looked at Xiao Qiang, the more suspicious she became, and after flying over Xiao Qiang's bonfire, she landed lightly beside the man in black. [Full text reading]

She lowered her voice and said, "Uncle, not long after the Battle of Shenjian Mountain ended, this guy appeared here, I think he is likely to be a deserter!"

The man in black standing in the darkness couldn't help frowning, and glanced at Xiao Qiang again.

Xiao Qiang was wearing a blue-gray linen robe at the moment, and because he was in a hurry for days, he looked gray and dusty, and he had nothing, not even a sharp weapon for self-defense, only an oily knife in his hand.

He couldn't help but believe the girl's words, and said coldly: "Boy, no matter who you are, it's not difficult for you, you can put out the fire immediately!"

Xiao Qiang nodded helplessly, picked up a kettle from his side, and poured all the water on the bonfire.

He was also very surprised in his heart, although the conversation between the girl and the old man was secret, how could it escape his ears.

The accents of the two are similar to Dongjue's language, and they are a little ancient, they are likely to come from the hermit family, and the black robes on their bodies are corseted, this style has only become popular in the past two years, and they actually know the battle of Shenjian Mountain half a month ago, which shows that they have a close connection with the outside world.

What surprised Xiao Qiang even more was that he couldn't see the old man's cultivation, but the previous girl's leap made him see the clues, this seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, cultivation was already an acquired powerhouse!

But Xiao Qiang is not surprised, the height of the person determines his field of vision, you stand high enough, you can see things that others can't see.

In the past, when he first broke into the rivers and lakes, seeing an acquired strong man was like seeing a giant panda, but as his cultivation became higher and higher, he found that there were more and more strong people around him, as if he didn't want money.

He has not seen the younger generation of acquired powerhouses, Ximen Lei of the Tianmai family, Duanmu Rui, Zu Xiaofei of the ancestral family, the treasure daughter of the city lord of Longcheng, Xuanyuan Qi, the strange son of the Yuanwu Seven Veins, as for him and Ding Lanyi, not to mention.

If the boy is ambitious, his temper will be a little bigger, and he can also see that these people seem to be in a hurry, so the girl seems to be a little impatient.

Feeling that although the hostility on everyone's body was heavy, it was not murderous, Xiao Qiang put out the bonfire, and quietly sat in the dark, bowing his head and eating meat quietly.

The old man in black and everyone looked at Xiao Qiang in amazement, and always felt that as a deserter, this kid was a little too calm, right?

In the end, he still didn't want to make a fuss, so he warned: "Boy, don't run around tonight, we won't be embarrassed for you!"

Seeing Xiao Qiang nodding, the old man nodded, and with a wave of his big hand, more than a dozen black-clothed people, along with the angry girl, flew into the darkness and disappeared.

When everyone's breath disappeared, Xiao Qiang couldn't help but shake his head, picked up the still steaming rabbit meat from his side, cut it into pieces with a knife, and chewed it slowly.

......

Hundreds of miles away, in a secluded valley, sits an ancient manor.

In a room in the back garden, the lights were still on in the middle of the night, and the courtyard was closely guarded by the samurai, and more than a dozen masters hid in the dark, always keeping an eye on the surrounding movements.

With a squeak, the window of the room was pushed open, and a heavy smell of herbs flowed out of the window, dissipating in the wind, and the big old hand stretched out from the window dropped the medicine residue in the bowl, and then withdrew his arm.

The medicine idiot in a cyan robe reopened the window, walked to the hospital bed, looked at the old friend who was dying on the hospital bed, and couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

On the dry and hard bamboo bed, a tall and thin old man's skinny bones, like a bone frame, lie straight there, under the reflection of the lamp, the old man's pale hair is like withered grass, but his face is full of red light, shining, as if it will burn at any time.

Perhaps hearing the sigh of the medicine idiot, the thin old man struggled to open his eyes and said with a wry smile: "Old thing, what is there to sigh about, you can't die!"

The medicine idiot was in the mood to joke, shook his head and said: "Old guy, the old man is sighing not because of your injury, but because the old man has no way to cure it, it really shouldn't be!"

The old man on the bed coughed violently, smiled and scolded vaguely, and gasped: "Didn't you say that there is still a lack of medicine, and with that medicine, there is hope?"

The medicine idiot stepped forward and sat down, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes: "That was three days ago, and now, I'm afraid it's a little late." ”

The old man on the bed looked gloomy, and then smiled freely: "At the beginning, I collected countless heavenly and earthly treasures in the Great Wilderness Fantasy Realm, but now I am burdened by ordinary medicine, this is probably God's punishment for the old man's greed!"

The medicine idiot looked at his old friend with some unbearable feelings, as if he had made up his mind, and said solemnly: "Old guy, although the old man can't save you, someone can save you!"

"You can't do it, can anyone else do it?" The old man on the bed was surprised, but there was still a flash of light in his eyes.

No one wants to die, the longer he lives, the more afraid he is of death, not to mention that his life and death are related to the safety of the entire family, how dare he die?

Now that we know that someone can cure our own disease, how can we make the old man not feel excited?

The medicine idiot nodded affirmatively: "That person will definitely be able to cure you, although he is not familiar with medical skills, but he has an extraordinary understanding of the human body and energy, and he has hidden spiritual objects, which even the old man sighs to himself!"

The old man on the bed couldn't help but be moved, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, he understood the medicine idiot, this arrogant guy had never taken anyone, even he sighed to himself, presumably that senior must have something extraordinary!

The old man's breathing was a little short, his thin big hand clasped the medicine idiot's wrist, his pale head tilted up a little, and he gasped: "Xiaoquan, the old man doesn't dare to die now, can you find this senior, the old man can exchange his life's treasures!"

Medicine idiot Cheng Xiaoquan didn't understand the mood of his old friend, his face showed a look of embarrassment, and he said dejectedly: "Old guy, the person the old man said is not a senior, you also know him, his name is Xiao Qiang!"

ps, today is the winter solstice, everyone has to add clothes, the point is that Xiaobai wants to have dinner at night, if you can't make up for it tomorrow after 3 more, happy winter solstice~