At that moment, Sheng Xuan really wanted to just walk over and quietly wait for this concentric lotus, but reason told him not to be paralyzed by the tranquility on the surface, this concentric lotus is said to have an extra leaf every hundred years, that is to say, this concentric lotus with buds is at least a thousand years old, even a single-leaf concentric lotus seedling is priceless for the Warcraft, how can it be allowed to grow here quietly for thousands of years?

Sheng Xuan began to carefully check the surrounding environment, and suddenly found that under his feet was not white as white sand, but the bones of countless demonic beasts, this discovery immediately surprised him, he couldn't help but take out a piece of dried meat and gently put it into the water, the seemingly quiet pool of water, in the moment when the dried meat was like water, the small pool of water around it was like boiling, and in a blink of an eye, the dried meat turned into a mist and rose, and the pool water also regained its tranquility at that moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's so dangerous!" Sheng Xuan broke out in a cold sweat, if he rashly entered, he was afraid that he would be swallowed by this terrifying pool of water in an instant, and finally turned into a handful of white sand at the bottom of this pool.

He drove the wind snake and slowly flew over, and when he came to the sky above the nine-leaf concentric lotus, his hand couldn't reach out, and there was a little bit of water vapor on the small flower bud, as if the pure fairy was crying for his upcoming fate.

It took a long time for Sheng Xuan to come to his senses, although everyone wants to take this heaven and earth elixir for themselves, but it itself comes from heaven and earth and does not belong to anyone, and the people who find it often uproot this heaven and earth elixir for their own selfishness, and since then there is one less elixir between heaven and earth, and the person who gets it is just a herb.

After thinking about it, Sheng Xuan slowly stretched out his hand, gently plucked two leaves on a stem sticking out of the water, and then flew towards the road without hesitation, but he didn't know that the bud of the nine-leaf concentric lotus suddenly grew a little, and under the hazy water light, it was like a fairy in the wind chuckling.

Sitting on the raft, Sheng Xuan couldn't help but think that if he had the opportunity to pass by here in the future, he would definitely visit again, if that elixir was still there after a few years, it would be his great fate, if he happened to meet its flowers, it should be the reward for not uprooting it today.

Gathering his mind, Sheng Xuan began to think about how to refine the antidote to the miasma, and gradually a prescription took shape in his heart, he did not hesitate, calmly took out a herb and began to refine it slowly, with the process of failure to think, Sheng Xuan's movements became slower and slower, after several attempts, he finally refined a white powder, the powder exuded a burst of fragrance as soon as it was refined, he couldn't help but feel wide in his heart, this is mainly by the snake grass, and some other antidote herbs assisted by the antidote are finally refined.

Just when he wanted to continue refining, he suddenly had an alarm in his heart? "Huh?" This couldn't help but surprise him, could it be that the Calais had caught up so quickly, and at this time he realized that it was already dark, and he didn't expect that his refining medicine would be a few hours later.

Standing up and coming to Rege, Sheng Xuan said softly, "Big brother, there is a tail behind us to follow." Hearing this, Reg couldn't help but be surprised, and hurriedly wanted to investigate through spiritual power, but was quietly stopped by Sheng Xuan, "Don't alarm them, we shouldn't fight with them now, I think we can do this、、、 " The enemy is still miles away, and Sheng Xuan is ready.

Minar may not be the highest in cultivation, but he is the most scheming, he was sent to this swamp for reselling ordnance, but with money and brains he quickly gained the trust of the generals of the legion, on the surface he seems to be very satisfied with his position as battalion commander, but in his heart he is always thinking about getting out of the swamp and returning to Calais to live that kind of fine clothes and food.

Cunning, he knew that no one would be more familiar with this swamp than the orcs, and other teams were reluctant to take the orcs, but his team brought more than twenty yellow ape archers, and almost all of them let these orcs lead the way along the way, with the keen perception of these orcs, they found the location of the last battle, and through those extremely subtle traces, they actually deduced that Sanchez's team had been wiped out, which couldn't help but surprise him slightly, although their teams were only temporarily formed, and there was not much tacit understanding of cooperation, but they were all selected elites in the armyWhat kind of enemy did such an elite team encounter that would be annihilated so quickly?

"It seems that this group of enemies is not simple, and we must be extra careful. Minar repeatedly instructed his men, and then led them quickly to catch up along the waterway.

There was a raft floating on the dim surface of the river, and judging from the outline of the black shadow, there was also a huge artifact placed on it, Minar's heart couldn't help but tighten, "Could it be the beast god totem?" He had heard all kinds of rumors before, and now when he saw the outline of this thing, he naturally thought of the totem.

"This is a golden opportunity, if you can get this totem back, then your suffering can be declared over, and it will be enough to send you back to Calais, and if you don't get it, you can mix up with the position of a legion general. He held back the ecstasy in his heart and began to observe calmly.

Judging from the messy paddling, the group was exhausted, and many of them had injuries, and it was already difficult to support the paddle, let alone any speed.

"It seems that Sanchez's gang has done themselves a great favor, although they were completely annihilated, but they also severely damaged this group of orcs, and now while the other teams have not arrived, they will take them down by themselves, and all the credit will be mine, this is a golden opportunity. Minar thought to himself, and couldn't help but smile slyly.

Turning to the two dozen orcs, he said, "You go back to the past first, find a suitable place and launch an attack, strive for a round of feather arrows to destroy most of them, and leave the rest to us, remember to pay attention to safety." These orcs were very moved by these words, because no one had ever cared so much about their safety in the battle, but they didn't know that although Minar said this, he had other plans in his heart, although it seemed that there were not many people on the raft, and all of them were injured, but who knows if they had set a trap to let these orcs go to the front for themselves, just to test the truth of the other party.

The orcs of the Yellow Ape tribe were full of emotion, and after receiving the order, they quickly gathered around the raft, and with the hissing sound, one after another feathered arrows shot towards the figure on the raft, only to hear a big chaos on the raft, "There is an enemy." "We're being attacked, the archers are fighting back!" "Can't stand it、、、!"

With a miserable howl, a few sparse feathered arrows shot out of the raft were considered to be a return fire, but after a few rounds of shooting by the Yellow Ape Clan, there was no movement soon, and the raft slowly crossed with the current, and then floated downstream, Minar couldn't help but move in his heart, how could it be over so quickly?

He couldn't help but look at the Calais masters beside him, "You guys go up and have a look, and evacuate as soon as you find something wrong." A few men nodded at him, and then ran towards the raft as fast as they could, and Minar carefully led the rest of the people closer slowly.

Several masters jumped on the raft one after another, but saw that there was a dead silence above, dozens of orcs lying horizontally, a master lit a torch, under the reflection of the torch, the totem exuded a faint light, and suddenly the powerful attraction was like a lamb to the jackal's attraction, so that their eyes could no longer leave, where was they still in the mood to see the situation on the raft? It took them a long time to retract their gaze, and they glanced at the raft a few times, but saw that these people were all stuck with more or less feather arrows, where was there a living mouth?

Several people gathered around the totem again, and their mouths couldn't help but make a sound of swallowing, and one couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wanting to touch the gold totem, not to mention the value of this totem, just such a huge piece of gold, but also a huge wealth.

Just as he was about to touch the totem in his hand, he suddenly broke off and shouted, "Stop! This totem is mine." Before he could finish speaking, Minar had already rushed onto the raft and stood in front of the totem, his eyes flashing with greed.

After casually glancing at the situation on the raft, he hurriedly ordered his subordinates to call everyone over, "Clean up this place, these filthy orcs, even the blood stenchs, you all go and paddle me, we will directly use this raft to send the totem back." Minar's words revealed unconcealed joy, while the eyes of the other masters were already spewing resentful gazes.

Soon all the corpses of the orcs were thrown into the river, and everyone's hearts were on the totem, and no one could tell which orc warriors were dead or alive, and under Minal's shout, a group of masters paddled hard with wooden oars, and the raft slowly raised its speed and rushed downstream, and he stood in the bow of the boat against the wind, perhaps only this cold wind could keep him from screaming in ecstasy.