Put away the golden dew grass, at this time the chest couldn't help the pain, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then I felt much better, but what I had to do now was not to heal, but to leave quickly, the Panshan python died or not I don't know, but it was wounded by a few arrows, and the smell of blood wafted out, which would attract the beasts around it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Walking back the way he came, after walking for about an hour, Wen Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief, he had just been engrossed in hurrying, when he relaxed, and in an instant, there was a labor pain in his chest, "Broken Leaf Grass!" he thought to himself, looking around.

Broken leaf grass is a kind of green grass all year round, its leaves seem to have been cut by scissors, so it is called broken leaf grass, the only function of this grass is to have a curative effect on external injuries, but the effect is not obvious, better than nothing.

After looking around a few times, Wen Fan finally found a broken leaf grass in the grass, quickly tore it up by the roots, and then put it in his mouth and chewed it, picked up his clothes, and smeared the broken grass on his chest!

When I returned to the sweet fruit tree, I picked a few sweet fruits, filled my stomach, and brought a few to stuff into my pocket, and continued to rush back cautiously.

After another hour of arduous trekking, he finally arrived at the outskirts of Cangshan, at this time the sun had set, and there were still a few hours away from home, Wen Fan now had to think about how to spend the night in this Cangshan!

Tie a rope to two large trees half a foot above the ground, wrap them around a few times, fold some branches and put them on top, this is a simple bed!

After the fire was lit, the sky gradually darkened, Wen Fan climbed onto the bed made of rope, ready to rest! Thinking about today's harvest, he touched the golden dew grass, with a smug look on his face, he only suffered a slight injury, but he changed back to the rare grass that tested the talent, and he seemed to see the moment when he became a talented martial artist!

Wen Fan carefully put the golden dew grass, took out the sweet fruit, ate one, and fell asleep with a smile.

The night in Cangshan seems to be extraordinarily long.

When he woke up, the sky was already slightly bright, Wen Fan stretched his waist, got out of bed, packed his things, and prepared to continue walking back, but after walking for a long time, there was a faint sound of fighting in front of him.

"Hmm!" Wen Fan was strange, and slowly walked forward, the closer he got to, the wider his field of vision became, and he saw a person lying on the ground, motionless, blood flowing from his neck, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive! There were still several wolf corpses around.

"Phantom wolf!" Wen Fan exclaimed in his heart, the name of phantom wolves is not that they can use illusions, but that their speed is extremely fast, and they can even produce phantoms, hence the name phantom wolf.

Phantom wolves belong to fierce beasts, generally in groups of three or five, with no fixed residence, they are brutal, but they are also very arrogant, so the selection of food must be talented warriors, ordinary people, they disdain, unless you provoke. It's like a person who looks at an ant and just ignores it, but if the ant wants to burrow into his clothes and sting someone, that's a different story.

Wen Fan's mind flashed the information of the phantom wolf, although he had little contact with it, but he also knew that the ferocity of the phantom wolf was not comparable to ordinary beasts, and when he looked at the person lying on the ground again, his eyes began to glow, "If you can defeat a few phantom wolves, this person must be a master!"

Wen Fan slowly approached, then squatted down to probe his nose, "No breath! It should be dead!" he said in his heart. "Which family's son, young master, wants to go to Cangshan alone! It's a pity to die here!" Wen Fan couldn't help but sigh when he saw his face and clothes. "That's just right, maybe there's something good on you!

As he spoke, Wen Fan began to search his body, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he searched his whole body and got two things, ten taels of silver, and a secret book. He was overjoyed, "Quick sword!" Wen Fan read the name of the secret book, and then opened it, only to see that the general outline on the first page reads, "The fast sword has no shadow, and there is no trace of killing!"

"Interesting!" Wen Fan muttered, closed the secret note, and then put it close to his body. This book should be the biggest takeaway of this trip, and it takes no effort to get it. Wen Fan's father taught him some swordsmanship and swordsmanship, but they were all killing skills on the battlefield, opening and closing, and winning with strength, without any subtlety.

The secrets are all privately hidden by those big families, and ordinary people can only learn them when they enter the academy, but that is too far away from the current Wen Fan. The secret is divided into grades, the lowest is the yellow level, the highest is the heavenly level, it is rumored that the heaven-level secrets, drilled to the high depths, can be compared to the Tao, and the secrets circulating on the market are just some crop handles, which are more clever than children fighting, and are included in the lower grades of the yellow level.

Wen Fan didn't know what grade this fast sword was, but judging from this person's results, at least it was Huang Pin's superior, the phantom wolf was not an ordinary wolf, he could kill a few heads, although he was not immune to death, but at least Wen Fan saw the power of the fast sword, fast to fast, it can be about the same speed as the phantom wolf.

With the secret note, Wen Fan looked around again, saw the sword inserted in the body of a phantom wolf, pulled it out! Then held it in his hand, looked at it, the sword was about three feet long, although the sword body was covered with the blood of the phantom wolf, but at this time, the blood actually slowly swam, and then converged on the tip of the sword, gathered into blood droplets, and then fell. After a while, the sword was as white as new!

"It's really a good sword!" Wen Fan said happily, "Since you only got this sword by killing the phantom wolf, then it's called the phantom sword!"

Unhooked the scabbard from the man's waist, inserted the phantom sword, and hung it on his waist, Wen Fan looked at the sky, the sun was already in the west, and looked at the dead phantom wolves, and muttered: "Since there is free prey, it can't be wasted!"

Then, he removed a rag and wrapped the wound on the neck of a phantom wolf, so as to prevent the smell of blood from spreading! In Cangshan, what he was most afraid of was the spread of the smell of blood, attracting nearby beasts! Then he grabbed the front leg of the phantom wolf, carried the whole phantom wolf, and hurriedly left this place.

On the edge of Cangshan, the small roads gather into a big road, and the big road leads to the south city, and on the main road, there will always be some warriors who rob the hunters who come out of Cangshan. Some clever hunters want to take a detour to go back, but they are even more desperate, these paths, there are more robbers of warriors, and they are also more brutal, often killing people and burying corpses in the wilderness!

The main road was robbed, the small road was killed, but Wen Fan naturally had his own way, he quietly walked along an inaccessible path, and when he arrived at a place, he looked around, and there was no one around, so he opened a thorny ball with a diameter of one zhang, and uncovered a cover plate attached to the turf below, only to see that there was a secret passage under the cover.

This secret passage began to be dug when Wen Fan was five years old, and it was not dug until his father died, the tunnel was about thirty miles long, about two feet wide and high, and it led to Wen Fan's house.

When he was a child, Wen Bin always complained about those robbers, although he sometimes gained a lot in Cangshan, but he was always patronized by robbers, ten to seven or eight, and the rest could only barely make ends meet! At that time, Xiao Wen Fan put forward a naïve suggestion, that is, digging a tunnel! This suggestion was very bold and naïve, but it made Wen Bin initiated, and the next day began, he took out a few hours every night to dig the secret passage, rain and snow weather, and went deep into the secret passage all day, finally, five years later, the secret passage was dug through, but Wen Bin died!

Wen Fan entered the secret passage, found the torch on the wall, lit it, closed the cover plate little by little, and then pulled a rope next to it to pull the thorn ball above the mouth of the secret passage.

After doing this, Wen Fan dragged the phantom wolf and walked towards the depths of the secret passage.

"Bang!" A piece of ground in Wen Fan's house was pried open, and he saw his head sticking out, spraying a few mouthfuls of dust, and then tied the front legs of the phantom wolf with a rope, and threw the rope up!

After pulling the corpse of the phantom wolf up, Wen Fan sat on the ground and gasped for breath!