Yang Qing was no stranger to Xiao Dong, and from the memory of this body, he knew that he and Chu Yi and Xiao Dong were in the same batch of Holy Flame Sects, and the three of them were also from the same place.

At the beginning, when the three of them were together at the outer gate, the relationship was okay, but since he entered the inner door, he began to dislike Yang Qing and looked down on him, resulting in no contact with Xiao Dong later.

But what I didn't expect was that Xiao Dong actually died here, and judging from the degree of physical decay, it had been some time.

At this time, Yang Qing was already a human being, and naturally there was no emotional fluctuation about Xiao Dong's death, but he felt a little strange about his death.

Xiao Dong tilted his head and rested it on his shoulder, his face blackened, and he was bleeding. People who don't know may not be able to see the cause of Xiao Dong's death, but Yang Qing understands it at a glance.

Being able to put his head on his shoulder means that his neck has been broken, and the reason why his face is dark and bleeding is that he has smashed the heavenly spirit with one palm.

"Who the hell would be so ruthless?" Yang Qing looked at Xiao Dong's corpse and wondered.

As an inner disciple of the Holy Flame Sect, if it weren't for the conflict of interest or the deep hatred, the other party would be somewhat jealous of his background.

Since Xiao Dong died here, it is enough to show that the other party is also a person with a background, otherwise he would not have killed Xiao Dong without burying his body.

"Forget it, just be distracted by this body. Yang Qing dug a pit on the spot and put Xiao Dong's body in it, and just as he was covering the soil, Yang Qing found that his eyes were staring straight forward.

"What if you don't turn a blind eye, you don't have to bring this hatred into the soil. Yang Qing didn't have the heart to investigate the cause of Xiao Dong's death, his relationship with Xiao Dong was only based on his predecessor Yang Qing.

After burying Xiao Dong, Yang Qing continued to walk forward, and after walking for more than half an hour, Yang Qing came to a mountain stream, which was not very wide but very long.

This is the two streams, and at the same time, the two streams also have different meanings.

"South of Hengtian, the outside of the stream is outside, and the inside of the stream is inside!"

This sentence is well known to the disciples of the Holy Flame Sect, which means that the south side of the Hengtian Mountain Range is divided by mountain streams, the outer side is the outer side of the mountain range, and the inner side is regarded as the inner perimeter of the mountain range.

Similarly, the demon beasts in the mountain range also follow this point, but all the demon beasts with low strength will not cross this mountain stream, and the demon beasts in the middle of the psychic realm will not cross to the periphery.

Yang Qing was standing on the top of the mountain stream at this time, looking into the distance, the breeze was blowing, and his long hair was fluttering in the wind, revealing a look that he should not have at this age.

"I walked dozens of valleys suitable for the Dark Tiger to live in, but I didn't find any trace of him, and it seems that the evil beast is not on the outskirts of the mountain range. Yang Qing stared at the other side of the mountain stream and pondered.

The strength of the Psychic Realm Triple can only be regarded as lower than the inner gate, but it is enough to enter the inner perimeter of the mountain range.

Because the inner disciples in the sect are all above the strength of the psychic realm, the inner gate mission hall said that most of the tasks promulgated are within the mountain range.

Therefore, as long as the strength breaks through the psychic realm, you are qualified to enter the inner mountain range.

The two streams are very large, you can't see the end at a glance, it is rumored that this was the nest of the earthworm beast in ancient times, and it has become the current picture after thousands of years.

The gap between the inner perimeter and the outer periphery is not large, but the bushes here are more dense, walking in the dense forest like the eve of a storm, the light is extremely dim, and the line of sight can only be seen within 500 meters.

And the peaks and valleys here, there are more peaks, the mountains are steep and dangerous, the valleys are even quieter, and you can't hear the sound of birds.

This is the inner perimeter of the Hengtian Mountain Range, walking in the dim and damp dense forest, Yang Qing also cheered up a little, now it is not as good as before, there are hidden crises everywhere.

Yang Qing's purpose is still the Dark Tiger, but the reality is always so teasing people, when you go to find it, you can't find the slightest clue, and when the matter is over, it reappears on its own.

Yang Qing is in this situation now, it has been three days since he entered the inner perimeter of the mountain range, and he has run a lot of places, but he still has not seen the shadow of the Dark Tiger.

Yang Qing jumped down from the stone wall, this is another low-lying valley, with lush trees on all sides, branches and leaves firmly cover the valley floor, and only a little starlight penetrates through the dense cracks.

Because the sun has not been seen for many years, this area is extremely humid, Yang Qing stepped on a bluestone slab covered with green moss, and immediately cast his eyes around.

The valley doesn't look big, but you can see everything in the valley at a glance.

There is a stream in the valley, the water is not very large, and up the stream is a broken wall about eight meters high, and the stream flows down from the broken wall, and the broken wall is also covered with green moss.

In the middle of the broken wall is a crooked-necked camphor tree, judging from the trunk of this camphor tree, it is some years old, and the thick branches like buckets run through the stone wall, and combine with the broken wall, and the water above will rush down from the trunk.

"It looks like another trip to the wrong road. Yang Qing was about to leave, when suddenly a footprint beside him caught his attention.

The footprints are very shallow and small, and the soles are thin and you can tell that they are women's shoe prints, and if it weren't for the moss growing on the trunk, Yang Qing would not have found it.

"But how can there be a woman's footprints here? There is no trace of anyone setting foot here from the entrance. ”

Yang Qing once again focused on the footprints, judging from the traces of the moss being trampled, they were left in the last two days.

In this way, it is even more incomprehensible, since there are footprints, it means that there are people, why is there no trace?

Just as Yang Qing was distracted, a black shadow stretched out from behind him, and the white light flashed towards Yang Qing in front of him.

Yang Qing's intuition instantly alerted him, and he dodged the sudden sword with a turn of his body.

Yang Qing took advantage of the situation and looked over, and the one who stabbed him with a long sword was a delicate woman with a veil.

After the woman saw Yang Qing dodge, she stabbed another sword.

Yang Qing was depressed, why can I always get involved in this matter every time, there are always people who want to kill me for no reason, Hou Fei is just that time, what should I say this time.

Yang Qing slashed on the ground with her toes, and then leaned sideways to avoid the masked woman's blow again, and also took this opportunity Yang Qing turned over and jumped to distance herself from her.

The woman was tall, with three thousand long hair and waist-length, and a pair of bright and solemn eyes on the white veil, facing Yang Qing at this time.

Then under the white forehead is a pair of willow eyebrows, although the face is covered with a veil, but from the outline you can see that it is a delicate face.

Looking at his body again, Yang Qing couldn't help but be stunned, and at this moment, the other party strode over and slashed at Yang Qing with a sword.

Yang Qing didn't mean to dodge this time, but raised his palm to flick the woman's sword away, and was about to speak, but saw the other party's breath of blood coming out of his throat, the white veil in front of his face was instantly dyed red, and the long sword in his hand fell directly to the ground, and his delicate body shook slightly, and then he fell unconscious.