Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Star Desert River

Niu Shan looked at the Seven Leaf Xuanbing Grass, his eyes were full of fire, this kind of flame seemed to be able to melt the iceberg. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Gollum!"

Xiaobei also swallowed a deep mouthful of saliva, so surprised that he almost bit his tongue off.

"Brother Niu, this ...... Could it be that it was sold for a sky-high price 30 years ago...... Seven-Leaf Xuanbing Grass, right?"

Niu Shan nodded and said affirmatively: "That's right, it's the Seven Leaf Xuanbing Grass!"

Thirty years ago, there was a lucky man who picked up a seven-leaf Xuanbing grass, and at first the villagers laughed at him for his lack of vision and picked up a pile of garbage.

Later, it wasn't until the immortal masters from the outside world came that they snatched it after seeing this seven-leaf Xuanbing grass, and finally sold three high-grade magic weapons at a sky-high price.

Since then, the villagers in the Polar Valley, even a three-year-old baby, have known that the Seven Leaf Ice Grass is worth a lot.

"With this seven-leaf Xuanbing Grass, Bao'er will be able to be saved!" Niu Shan said secretly in his heart.

Bao'er had a strange illness five years ago, fell into a coma, and was as cold as ice. Three years ago, the immortal master came, and he used all his belongings to ask the immortal master to treat Bao'er.

The immortal master gave him a pill recipe, and only by refining the Yunyang Pill could he save Bao'er. But that immortal master's alchemy attainments were not enough, and he couldn't refine Yunyang Pill.

Therefore, Niu Shan pinned his hopes on the immortal master who came this time.

"You must get the Seven Leaf Xuanbing Grass, Bao'er, she can't wait for the next time the Immortal Master comes!" Niu Shan's eyes were extremely firm, and he burst out with an unparalleled fighting spirit.

Just as he was about to pick the Seven Leaf Xuanbing Grass, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him and rushed towards the Seven Leaf Xuanbing Grass.

It's Xiaobei!

Niu Shan was shocked and wanted to hold Xiaobei, but it was too late.

Xiao Bei stared at the Seven Leaf Xuanbing Grass, swallowing vigorously, the greed in his eyes swallowed his reason in an instant, and he didn't react until a huge black shadow enveloped him.

"Fire ...... Demon ......"

Xiao Bei found that his legs did not obey his command, and trembled violently, that suffocating terrifying aura, but he couldn't even lift the idea of escaping.

It turns out that this seven-leaf Xuanbing Grass is this fire demon treasure!

The next moment, a mouthful of flames erupted from the fire demon's hideous mouth, instantly burning Xiaobei to ashes.

"Little North ......" Niu Shan wanted to shout loudly, but his throat seemed to be dumb, and he couldn't make a sound anyway.

The mist of tears filled the eyes. Although when Xiaobei and himself competed for the Seven Leaf Xuanbing Grass, he was a little angry. But seeing Xiaobei being burned to ashes, his heart was dead.

Niu Shan hid behind the boulder, his body was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, his lips were dry but he didn't dare to lick it with his tongue.

In this way, Niu Shan hid for a whole day and night, and the fire demon fell into a deep sleep again.

Niu Shan looked at the Seven Leaf Xuanbing Grass, and saw the fire demon next to him covered in flames, so he really didn't have the courage to pick the Seven Leaf Xuanbing Grass again.

After reluctantly glancing at it, Niu Shan silently withdrew from the small hill.

Along the way, Niu Shan walked dejectedly, without energy, like a walking corpse.

He wanted to be Bao'er, but he didn't dare to face the powerful fire demon, he felt so cowardly, so incompetent!

In this way, he returned to the village in despair, and suddenly learned a news that Huangsha Village, which had been unlucky for 90 years, finally had an immortal master coming, and the immortal master also released the news to buy the seven-leaf Xuanbing grass.

"It's a pity, I'm too incompetent!" Niu Shan felt sorry for himself, if he picked the seven-leaf Xuanbing Grass by himself, maybe he would be able to cure Bao'er's illness.

"Niu Shan, did you say that you saw the Seven Leaf Xuanbing Grass not long ago?" asked one of Niu Shan's usual good friends.

"What's wrong?" Niu Shan asked, puzzled.

"The immortal master of Huangsha Village has purchased the Seven-Leaf Xuanbing Grass, you can go and give it a try. ”

"But I didn't get it......"

Before Niu Shan's words were finished, he was interrupted by someone: "That immortal master said that as long as there is news of the Seven Leaf Xuanbing Grass, you can get the treasure!"

"Really!" Niu Shan's originally dim eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling brilliance, as if he had regained hope.

Niu Shan simply packed up the family's belongings, carefully placed Bao'er's cold body on the cart, and headed towards Huangsha Village.

......

Dozens of miles away from Huangsha Village, a silver-white light flashed, and its speed was so fast that even some monks in the early stage of foundation building sighed.

In the silver-white light, a young man in a silver robe loomed, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and extraordinary, and there was starlight in his eyes, like stars in the sky.

"In the memory of his previous life, Huang Xuanxuan came to Huangsha Village by chance and looted a large number of spiritual objects that had been hoarded in Huangsha Village for 90 years. ”

Xing Mohe muttered in his mouth, thinking about his layout: "However, now that Huang Xuanxuan is being chased and killed by my people everywhere, it is difficult to protect himself." ”

"This opportunity should belong to me!"

The light left a silver line in the air, and a moment later, Huangsha Village fell into his eyes. At the same time, the dense small black dots on the ground are heading towards Huangsha Village.

Xing Mohe frowned slightly, condensed a big aura hand, grabbed one of the mortals, and asked, "What's going on here?"

The mortal was in a hurry one moment, and the next moment he was in a cloud and dizzy. By the time he reacted, he had already been caught in the air by Xingmohe.

"Up...... Immortal ......"

"What about you!" Xingmohe urged.

"Shangxian, the villain went to Huangsha Village to trade spiritual objects, and did not steal other people's spiritual objects!" the mortal said in a shudder.

Xingmohe's nose wrinkled slightly, only to realize that the guy he caught was not a good bird.

"Is there a monk coming from Huangsha Village?" Xingmohe asked.

"That's right, and I heard that the Immortal Master was extremely generous!"

Listening to this mortal's answer, the aura in Xing Mohe's body shook, instantly shaking the mortal's internal organs into a pile of mud.

On Xing Mohe's face, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, and Nan Nan whispered in his mouth: "Sure enough, my actions have caused history to change." ”

"In the last life, it was supposed that Huang Xuanxuan occupied Huangsha Village, looted a large number of treasures, and then started the road to rise. But now, because of my intervention, history has changed, and the other monks have taken the lead. ”

"But so what!"

"The opportunity I fancied, it was mine. ”

"It's not your fate that you want to spit it out, it's your fate that you have to spit out!" A cold glint flashed in Xing Mohe's eyes.

Although Huangsha Village was the first to be reached, Xingmohe was still very calm, as if Huangsha Village was already in his pocket.

"Under the torrent of history, no one can escape my calculations. ”

After that, Xingmohe set up a retreat and flew towards Huangsha Village.