The sun lazily sprinkled the first rays of light after dawn, Zhang Yifeng shook his somewhat drowsy head, feeling the warmth and preciousness of life after a night of horror. Facing the early morning mist, I carried the tall thick soil on my back and walked quickly through the forest.

"Cold... It's so cold!hot...!" The thick soil lay on Zhang Yifeng's back and fell asleep all the time, shouting cold and hot for a while, constantly swinging, this state has been in this state for a while, but Zhang Yifeng didn't care about it for a while.

After escaping for a while, he found a hidden hole in the tree. Zhang Yifeng observed for a while, and after making sure that there was no danger, he put down the thick soil and leaned it against the tree wall.

"Why is it so hot!?" Zhang Yifeng touched his forehead and was startled. Yellow thick water flowed out of the wounds all over the body, and the hand was bright red when he fished it out.

"Houtu, how do you feel?" Zhang Yifeng helped Houtu to take out a bag of water and put it into his mouth, and wiped the wound with a handkerchief.

Houtu sucked desperately with the water bag, and his chapped lips regained a little blood. glanced at Zhang Yifeng in a daze, said that it was okay, and fell asleep again.

Zhang Yifeng was busy for a while, wrapping the thick soil in a quilt and constantly feeding him water. But the thick soil still did not improve, but the symptoms became more intense, and the wound bled non-stop.

"Damn! nothing!" Zhang Yifeng rummaged through the entire Black Star Ring, and there was nothing in it to treat and stop bleeding. Usually this level of scar is a fart, and it will recover the next day after soaking in a sword qi bath overnight.

Zhang Yifeng's heart was bitter and lost. Without Zhang Jianyi's protection, he is powerless to even this little thing! Life is really cruel!

With a punch slamming into the trunk of the tree, Zhang Yifeng made a decision. After using some strips of cloth to treat the wound of the thick soil, pack up your things and go out to find medicine with the thick soil on your back. If you sit back like this, it is estimated that the thick soil will not be able to hold it.

All the way to the wind and dust for three thousand miles, the heart is like a cup and a bow with a snake shadow. The footsteps splashed lightly on the leaves, and the young man behind him was sleeping soundly.

Zhang Yifeng carefully carried the thick soil on his back and kept avoiding the crowd and demonic beasts through his senses, and looked for a secluded path to walk in the direction of the town, but it took a lot of time to avoid it all the way.

"Thirst...!water...!" The thick earth behind him shouted again. Zhang Yifeng touched several water bags that were dried up, and the water at the beginning was used for Houtu to drink and wipe his body.

"Hey, let's find a water source first! At my rate, it will take at least two days to go back!" Zhang Yifeng calculated the distance in his heart, and the earth soul opened and continued to scan and spread around.

With the help of the Earth Soul, Zhang Yifeng kept sensing the place where the blue elements gathered, and found the water source after a while. After three turns and five turns, there is a small half-moon full pool as flat as a mirror at the edge of the forest, and the breeze blows and the water surface ripples, and the air comes from the moist and slightly sweet.

Zhang Yifeng opened his chapped mouth and greedily felt the smell of water, he hadn't touched a drop of water for a day, and his throat could only feel a dry smell of blood. Rao was like this, but his face was sad, and he stood in the distance and looked at the edge of the pool, and did not move forward.

"This lake is too quiet and weird, and there are no drinking monsters around the water source, which must be a great danger. Zhang Yifeng was very contentious in his heart, if he didn't have the thick soil behind him, he could still give it a try. But without water, the thick soil is afraid that it will not be able to withstand it.

"Water... Water..."Just as Zhang Yifeng was undecided in his heart, the faint moan of the thick earth sounded in his ears again.

Zhang Yifeng's face was grim, he found a rope to tie the thick soil behind his back, held the golden snake sword in one hand, and slowly walked to the lake with a kettle in the other.

"I'll leave after the water, I'll leave after the water, don't make any trouble again!" The clear lake water poured into the water bag, watching the water bag fill up little by little, Zhang Yifeng kept praying with luck, in fact, he already felt that there was something under the water.

It's a pity that the gods of the heavens didn't hear Zhang Yifeng's prayer, and before the bag of water was finished, the unknown creatures under the water, with their mouths wide open and white fangs, attacked like arrows breaking through the sky. Zhang Yifeng, who had already reacted, dodged one after another.

Ding, the identity card sounded:

Blue Arrow Demon Frog Fish, a second-level Warcraft water system. Love to hide under the water to sneak attack the water collector, amphibious monsters can spit cold water arrows from their mouths. The head is flat and pointed like a fish, the body is like a frog, the limbs have sharp flippers, and the back of the long blade spines, generally the two appear together, a male and a female are very affectionate.

Sure enough, the second was only about three inches, and the back was full of blue spots, and the huge goldfish eyes were staring at Zhang Yifeng, as if he was surprised how he dodged?

Zhang Yifeng's heart sank, it was actually two second-order demonic beasts, what should I do with the thick soil on my back? Yes! The water system is afraid of fire, I have to fight quickly, leave quickly!

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng did not move, the two blue arrow demon frogfish shrank and kicked on their hind legs at the same time, and the stones behind them instantly cracked and the earth was raised, curled up into a ball and spun rapidly in the air, turning into a blue-body, white-bladed blade shield, and the cooing monster screamed and struck left and right.

"Okay, I've sent it to the door!" Zhang Yifeng himself was unable to move, and he was still thinking about how to break the enemy, but he was drowsy and touched the pillow, and the two goods were delivered to the door by himself.

The earth soul shrank, and the golden light snake letter sword turned red, and his hands were raised. And the two blue arrow demon frogfish also happened to hit, and the blade thorns on their backs flashed with cold light, and they kept rolling and splitting in the upper and lower parts of the sword, rubbing out a string of sparks.

Zhang Yifeng pressed one hand against the back of the sword, his legs formed a bow one after the other, constantly resisting the impact, the earth soul also kept beating, and the temperature on the sword instantly rose again.

The two blue arrow demon frogfish instantly turned into teppanyaki, the blade thorns behind them became red, and the blue dots behind them also turned into red dots, and after two strange screams of fear in their eyes, one jumped and sank to the bottom of the lake, licking each other with their tongues.

"Hmph, count you on, run fast!" Zhang Yifeng was worried that Houtu's injuries were not more entangled, picked up the water bag, and turned around to leave.

However, the Blue Arrow Demon Frogfish didn't seem to intend to let go easily, and the cold water arrows that were bubbling from behind them sneaked in, and all the air passing by turned into water droplets. Zhang Yifeng didn't react in a hurry, and an ice arrow pierced into his calf, and the water disappeared in an instant.

"Ahh What's even more bizarre is that the wound is covered with a thin layer of ice that does not heal.

Hearing the scream, the thick earth behind him woke up suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, he vaguely saw Zhang Yifeng's trembling calves, and the two blue arrow demon frogfish squatting on the shore staring at him, and said weakly in his heart: "Yifeng, you don't care about me, I know my situation, you go quickly!"

"Shut up, have you forgotten the oath of the day, hold on to me, Lao Tzu will take you out after slaughtering these two beasts!" Zhang Yifeng burst into a loud cry of rage, interrupting the thick earth, and the anger seemed to pour oil on the flame on the sword, and the flame rose against the storm and directly wrapped the entire sword body all the way to the hilt.

When the two blue arrow demon frogs saw Zhang Yifeng coming with their swords, they were immediately frightened, and they didn't dare to show their heads when they got into the water again.

"Don't think that you can't do anything if you hide under the water!" Zhang Yifeng sneered, angrily pulled out his sword and inserted it into the pool, kept injecting fire elements into the sword, and took out an iron sword from the ring covered with a layer of sharp sword qi.

Gradually, the water in the pool was boiling hot, and the water surface kept bubbling, and the two Blue Arrow Demon Frogfish were almost cooked. After two sounds, he finally couldn't hold back and rushed out of the water.

Zhang Yifeng, who had been waiting on the shore for a long time, stabbed with a sword, and the sword qi instantly broke through the frog's belly, like a string of gourds. The two blue arrow demon frogfish looked at each other again at the last moment of their lives, swallowed their breath and became outlaw mandarin ducks.

After the first battle, there was a lot of delay, and the situation in the thick soil became more and more serious, as if there was a hallucination. The expression on his face was happy for a while, and he shouted back and forth with a vague back and forth of his mouth, father, and Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng was anxious when he saw this, and it was inconvenient for his legs and feet to be injured, and he was afraid that Houtu would be dead when he returned to the town. I had to keep talking to him, for fear that he wouldn't wake up if he fell asleep.

At this moment, a voice came into Zhang Yifeng's ears:

I said can you take the medicine lightly, it hurts Lao Tzu!

Your uncle, you are stupid. Even a second-level demonic beast was injured, who is to blame?

This sound was like a heavenly sound, Zhang Yifeng restrained his breath, bowed down and walked slowly, hiding in the lush grass and looking, a group of mercenaries were repairing here, not to mention a dozen people.

Rao is like this, Zhang Yifeng still doesn't want to give up. After observing for a while, a crazy idea took shape in Zhang Yifeng's mind.

"Polar Fire Meteor Thorn!"

Zhang Yifeng stood up and made a sudden move, and rushed over between the lightning and flint. The two people who waited for the medicine reacted, and the sword was placed on the neck of the wounded.

"I don't mean to offend you, I just want to ask you to make it easier and lend me the medicine in your hand. Zhang Yifeng said lightly, extremely polite.

At this time, the mercenaries who found out about the strange situation all gathered around, and a man with a square face and rosacea glanced at the situation and said with a smile: "I am the leader of the Broken Sword Mercenary Group, Zou Jie." I don't want to embarrass you, you put down your sword and leave quickly. And in this area, it's best not to bring a useless baggage, let alone risk your life for the sake of the baggage, it will cost you your life!"

"Don't bother with you, hurry up and give me the medicine. I got to a safe distance with the pills, and I put him back. Zhang Yifeng's wrist trembled, and he directly cut a bloody mark on the injured person's neck, and continued to threaten.

The mercenaries around them burst into laughter, as if they had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. The smile on Zou Jie's face became worse, and the cold sweat flowed from the injured person's head.

"Lao Tzu never wants waste!" In Zhang Yifeng's stunned eyes, Zou Jie smiled and stabbed the sword into the chest of the wounded, and the wounded man lay on the grass with resentment! The mercenaries around him seemed to be accustomed to it, and their eyes were all indifferent and ruthless.

In the world of mercenaries, there is only profit, and useless people are not even worth a bottle of potion. It is normal for them to tear their faces and kill each other for the sake of profit, how can they save a useless person?

"Tell me, boy, how do you want to die with the waste on your body?" Zou Jie took out a white cloth and wiped the blood on the sword, still smiling, which was extremely disgusting.

"Yifeng, you run... I am destined not to live, and in the next life we will be brothers. Falling into such a situation, the flame of hope in Houtu's eyes was also extinguished, leaving only a dead silence.

"I said I would take you out, and I would take you out!" Zhang Yifeng interrupted Houtu again rudely, his eyes becoming more determined.

"Hehe! Where did you get your confidence? Don't worry, none of you can run! Waste!" Zou Jie felt that the two of them were acting in a comedy, and he really wanted to see how this comedy would develop.

"He's right! I'm a piece of shit, I'm just going to kill you! Get out of here! Get out of here!" Thick Earth burst out with the last of his strength, his eyes red and hysterical.

"Hehe, I'm just waking up now. Waste, it's a pity it's too late!" Zou Jie put down the sword in his hand and continued to add fuel to the fire.

Zhang Yifeng didn't say anything, his eyes were like more ancient and unmelted ice, his heart was cold-blooded and his sword was even colder, only the unstoppable anger was as hot as flames!

"Polar Fire Meteor Thorn!"

The same trick was used again. The figure flashed, leaving behind dust and dirt, only wind and mist! The sword full of anger wrapped in flames, and stabbed out with unusually cold cold.

All the mercenaries still had smiles on their faces, including Zou Jie, who was knocked to the ground by a sword, with his ribs broken in his chest and his mouth full of blood. It's only to blame Zhang Yifeng, his heart is too ruthless, and his sword is too fast.

"Who is the waste now?!" Zhang Yifeng pointed the tip of his sword at Zou Jie's throat, his bloody robe stirred, and his long hair fluttering. Like a bloodthirsty demon god, his eyes are not only indifferent but indifferent.

Hearing Zhang Yifeng speak, everyone reacted, and they were all intimidated by the momentum, and the smile on their faces gradually retracted, weak and chilling.

"That's right! You said that the burden is a fetter to me!" Zhang Yifeng's words, with ice and snow, sounded in everyone's ears again.