"Hehe......" Hearing the crying mourner's call for help, Feng Wuyan retreated and sneered a few times, and teased: "Even if you want to save me Uncle Yuyangzi, I saw that you wanted to split his five horses that day!"

"Yes!" said the mourner, whose mouth was full of blood, "I will kill him, but I will cure him first, and then I will have a fair fight with him." ”

Feng Wuyan didn't know why he saved him, maybe he really believed that crying mourners could cure Yuyangzi, or deep down, cherished every life.

"That day, I was irritable, I was injured by the Seven Star Sword Intent, and I fell into Qingping Lake, but fortunately I didn't die. For so many years, all I thought about day and night was to kill Yuyangzi, but in the end, Yuyangzi actually became a living dead, and I was unwilling. I must defeat Yuyangzi completely, so I came to this Nine Emperor Mountains in the southwest, hoping to find something that could cure Yuyangzi. The crying mourner's breath was very weak, her whole body was soft, and Feng Wuyan didn't know how to save her, so she could only help her up and give her a few sips of water to drink.

"How could you be so badly injured? Who hurt you?"

"It's not a person!" Unexpectedly, Wai Fu'er said a word, and his eyes immediately fell into a panic, as if he had experienced an extremely terrifying scene, and said in disbelief: "That's too terrifying, the elders of the two major families in the southwest haven't had time to make a move, and they were all hinged into powder in an instant, and their flesh and blood were blurred...... That's definitely not a human, it's not a demon race, it's not a demon race......"

"Could it be the loud noise and detonation that night three days ago?" Feng Wuyan looked at the mourning child again, there were blood stains in the corners of his eyes and ears, and he obviously experienced the pain of bleeding from the seven orifices.

"What the hell is that?" asked the Wind Dancer to Mourning.

"I don't know!" said the mourner, who was reluctant to mention the great change.

"Crying mourning!" Feng Wuyan asked curiously, "Since it is so terrifying, are you still going to look for something to heal Uncle Yuyangzi?"

"Of course!" As soon as Yuyangzi was mentioned, the weeping and mournful face showed vitality again, as if the battered body had been infused with endless power.

"Why are you here?" "Although your kid is hateful, he is eccentric and clever, and he has the courage to slay the dragon and swear it, why don't you go with me to the depths of the Nine Emperor Mountains to find something that can heal Yuyangzi?"

"No, no, no, no......" Feng Wuyan shook his head as he retreated, and said, "Senior Sister Zhang was captured by the Dragon Slaying Oath and will be sacrificed in the Pope's Mausoleum, I must rush to the Hidden Corpse Mountain as soon as possible to get her out." ”

"You're afraid of death!" Wailing Fu'er said with a gloomy face, "As far as I know, the Shenwu Pope will sacrifice every year, but the time of the sacrifice will be chosen on the day of the Pope's Doomsday Birthday, and now it is far from the Pope's birthday, so your Senior Sister Zhang will be fine." I think you're just scared of death!"

"Of course I'm afraid of death!" Wind Dance was not stimulated, and teased: "Life is priceless, of course I cherish it." Besides, you're so obsessed, how do I know you're not scolding me?"

"Shall I tell you?" the angry crying mourner slapped him, but fortunately the wind dancer hid in time, "cough cough ......" the crying mourner coughed violently, and the wound in his heart was only afraid that it would be aggravated a little.

"Wind Dancer, my flame mark is still there, and the Daughter of God has already issued an order to the believers everywhere through the flame mark, asking all the followers to rush back to the Hidden Corpse Mountain on next year's holy sacrifice day to participate in the holy sacrifice. Am I going to scold you? ridiculous......"

"Could it be that the Dragon Slaying Oath has already returned to the Hidden Corpse Mountain?" said to Feng Wuyan, he must have broken through the cultivation of the Gathering Spirit Realm, which is why he was so fast.

"That's it!" "Wind Dance Pheasant said simply: "If there is evil, there must be sacred, there are such terrifying monsters, and there must be rare treasures." ”

Hearing Feng Wuyan's answer, Wai Fu'er smiled slightly, "Now the first thing is to heal my injuries, but it's a pity that you are still a waste martial artist in the Exorcism Realm, and you have not been able to open up the spiritual sea, so it will not work for me." ”

"By the way, you haven't told me what that horrible thing looks like?"

"I don't know, it's like the wind, the whirling wind tears all the creatures around, but it's not a wind disaster, it's like a demon dragon, the roar shakes the sky and the earth, and tears people's hearts, but it's not a demon beast. If I hadn't hid far away at that time, I was afraid that I would have died like the elders of the two families, and there would be no place to bury. ”

It's late at night, and the wind dancer is practicing the purple thunder to break the sun, crying and mourning to heal his own injuries.

"No, all the internal organs were damaged by the loud sound, and it is impossible to recover with my strength!" Crying and mourning's face was depressed, especially when he saw the wind and dance vigorously performing martial arts there, he was even more angry.

"Wind Dancer, why don't you quickly find a way to heal me? But you practice the low-level halberd style there, what's the use of this for us to find that thing in the future? Don't you look at your master who has practiced for decades, and still hasn't been injured by my Blood Transformation Demon Finger?"

Feng Wuyan didn't get angry when he heard this, but replied with a smile: "I also want you to recover quickly, but my cultivation is not enough, and I can't help you if I want to." ”

"People can't help me, can't you find medicine for me?" Crying and mourning said angrily: "This Nine Emperor Mountain is inaccessible, the grass and trees are vigorous, there must be some elixir around here, you go find one, my injury will naturally be healed." ”

"Hehe, but I don't know any elixir, why don't you tell me about it, and I'll find it for you?"

"Hearing you say that, I remembered a spirit plant I saw a few days ago, and I felt familiar, but I didn't remember it at the time. Now that I think about it, it should be the Bi Rhino Spirit Strain recorded in the Master's Codex. It is recorded in the codex that the bihino spirit plant resembles a scar, the head resembles a human tongue, and the whole body is dark, but there is no turquoise color in the shade. If I eat it, if I can't fully recover, it will at least be seven or eight points better. ”

"Then where did you see it?" As soon as Feng Wuyan heard that he could gather the power of the Spirit Sea, it was as if a hungry tiger had met Mianyang, of course, he didn't show it, but his expression was cold.

"About thirty miles east from here, in a swamp. ”

"Isn't it very dangerous there, even if you don't encounter the wind and demon dragon you said, it's the remnants of other demon realms, I am only in the exorcism realm, I will definitely die, I don't go, it's too dangerous." The Wind Dancer walked under a big tree, lay down quietly, and looked at the sky gracefully.

"Hmph, it's really unreasonable for a good boy to bargain and want to get oil and water on me!" Crying Mourner smiled: "Wind Dancer, but don't forget, we have the same purpose to sit here." You still don't know what in the mountains can save Yuyoko. You should know the weight of Yuyangzi in the hearts of Yuquanzi and others, if he doesn't recover, Yuquanzi and his party will always have scars in their hearts, don't you want to cure Yuyangzi and make your master happy?"