Xuan Qing turned his face away and ignored him.

The fat man was still shining inside and out, Xuan Qing was a little impatient, and was about to go down the mountain, but he heard the fat man scream.

"Wow, there you have it!"

Following the sound, I saw the fat man lying on the cliff, pouting his ******, and his entire upper body was already suspended under the cliff.

Xuan Qing was puzzled for a while, not knowing what the fat man was shouting, he took a few steps forward and walked towards the edge of the cliff.

I saw that the fat man was stretching his arms hard, his five fingers spread, desperately stretching downward.

Not far from his fingers, there was a clump of green and dense grass, a very large one, and on top of each grass, there were dense red fruits the size of longan, and the cabinet was clear and red, and it was extremely smooth, and it looked very attractive.

As soon as the thin man saw that he had a baby, he immediately jumped up from the ground and pulled the fat man's legs so that his body would fall again.

"Alright?" asked the thin man.

"A little lower. The fat man gasped.

Xuan Qing crossed her arms and watched quietly.

The thin man lowered the fat man down again, and the fat man's fat fingers were still an arm's length away from the fruits.

Xuan Qing smiled faintly, and did not mean to help.

"A little lower, a little lower. “

The fat man continued to shout, but there was no room for the rope in the thin man's hand.

"It's low enough, you're stupid. ”

The thin man grumbled.

The fat man tried to go down a little more, but his breath was still weak, and his arms were too short to reach.

"Pull me up. ”

After the fat man snorted twice, the thin man pulled the fat man up with all his might. The fat man sat on the ground with his ass squatted, his head down suffocating, his face flushed, panting, and a handful of blue blades of grass in his hand.

He crumpled the blades of grass and tossed them aside.

Only the fruit is useful, and the leaf is of no use at all.

The thin man glanced into the depths of Xuanqing, and then shook his head, he couldn't do that distance.

The two of them looked at Xuan Qing blankly, and at this time, Xuan Qing hugged his shoulders with his arms and didn't say a word.

"Let's try it?......"

The fat man's tone was a little pleading, and he looked at Xuan Qing.

Xuan Qing was still silent, he was waiting for the thin man to bow his head.

For a long time, the thin man seemed to realize this, after all, if it was really a baby, he also had his own share, and there was no point in vain fierceness.

So he bowed his head and said, "I'm tired." ”

The corners of Xuan Qing's mouth twitched slightly, and then he took out the Phantom Snow Sword and cut off a rattan. Spare a little on a stone.

The next moment, he was tied to his waist, and his toes were counted on the ground one after another, and he came to the side of the cliff.

The cliff walls were extremely smooth, smooth to the touch, without any support.

It's no wonder that the fat man couldn't pick the fruit several times in a row. Xuan Qing tore a piece of his shirt and held it in his hand, and slashed it with the Phantom Snow Sword Brush with one hand.

Xuan Qing's practice of Jiaolong Kill has already practiced the sword technique very fast, although he did not use Jiaolong Kill, but this move is more than ten times faster than ordinary swords.

With a sword down, he cut off all the fruits, and with a flick of the tip of the sword, the dozens of fruits immediately bounced high and landed on the piece of cloth he had pulled up.

He wrapped the fruit in it, and the next moment, threw it towards the cliff.

Dangdang, dozens of fruits fell to the ground.

Xuan Qing got up from the cliff at this time, and this matter was easy for him.

"Bigu Fruit!"

The fat man is still a little knowledgeable, his nose sniffs on the fruit, and the next moment he will judge it.

As soon as he heard that it was Bigu fruit, the thin man's eyes lit up, and he crawled with him, approached the fruit, touched one and put it in his mouth.

He closed his eyes and seemed to feel the feeling after the fruit fell into his stomach, but after a moment, he saw him laugh and shout again and again: "Good things, good things." ”

Xuan Qing's expression did not fluctuate much.

Bigu fruit is an auxiliary thing for cultivators, and it is not too valuable.

The taste of this thing is average, but when you eat it, you will feel full. When you encounter difficulties, eating a tree can at least drag the reinforcements to arrive.

The fat man and the thin man lay on the ground, guarding the fruit, and according to the prior agreement, they divided into three percent and put them in front of them.

But when he saw the seventy percent beside Xuan Qing, he couldn't help but swallow a few saliva.

The greedy light in the thin man's eyes flickered, and he stretched out his hand and touched the fruit on Xuanqing's side, and he could touch one by one. That's what he thought. He smiled flatteringly, his eyes fixed on Xuan Qing.

"Dangchang!"

The Phantom Snow Sword suddenly slashed down and landed an inch away from the thin man's finger.

The thin man's fingers shrank suddenly, and he looked down at the bright and flickering Phantom Snow Sword, as long as the sword wind deviated a little, his fingers were gone.

He smiled awkwardly. Hurriedly retracted his fingers.

The thin man retracted his thoughts, and no longer dared to touch Xuanqing's part, he knew that the sword in Xuanqing's hand was not vegetarian.

"Big brother, I'll put it away for you. ”

The fat man continued to come out to be a peacemaker, and everyone broke up, which was not good for anyone.

He politely put away Xuanqing's part, wrapped it in the cloth, and handed it to Xuanqing.

Xuan Qing glanced at the two of them coldly and took it unceremoniously.

This incident made Xuanqing understand a truth, only if you are strong enough, the rules you set will not be trampled on.

If his strength is not enough, the thin man's outstretched hand will be unscrupulous, and his share of seven will not be able to be kept at all, and the rules agreed in advance will be impossible to talk about.

This is the world of cultivation, where the strong are respected.

Xuan Qing turned over the Bigu fruit, pinched one and threw it into his mouth.

The faint taste of mint leaves, a little bitter, after a stomach, I only felt that the internal organs were instantly filled, and the original shriveled belly seemed to be drummed, and I no longer felt hungry.

Although this thing is a bit unsatisfactory, it is not in vain.

The main task of Xuanqing's training this time is to temper the dragon killing, as for finding treasures or something, there are yes, and there are none. This depends on fate.

He didn't expect much.

The three of them then descended the mountain, and a large cloud of mist filled the surroundings, such as the cloud forest, where the sunrise is not seen all year round, and there will be a large cloud of mist all year round.

Along the way, as long as he encounters a water source, Xuanqing will stop and practice wildly for a while.

There is no way for the thin man and the fat man, who makes them inferior in skills, and they still have to rely on Xuanqing.

The three of them walked all the way towards the depths of the Cloud Forest, the deeper they went, the more intense the white fog around them became, and they could still see more than a dozen zhang away, but after they went deep for hundreds of miles, they could only see a few zhang far away.

The fat man's heart couldn't help but rise, his eyes were staring at Xuan Qing all the time, and he followed step by step.

In the Cloud Forest, there will be fierce beasts and unknown intruders, and most of the people who come here for the same purpose.

Find treasures, or plunder treasures.

The atmosphere around the moon became quieter and quieter, and only the footsteps of three people could be heard.

Stomp and tread.

The thorns on the ground made a brushing sound when they cut through the trouser legs, and Xuan Qing suddenly paused, and a pair of leopard-like eyes looked around the day vigilantly.

He sensed danger, a danger that had never been seen before.

Xuan Qing subconsciously took a step back. The thin and fat men sensed his abnormality, and immediately retracted their steps, and looked forward in horror.

There was a void in the clearing ahead, and there was nothing to see but the white mist.

Xuan Qing held his breath, and he vaguely felt a murderous aura, which was getting closer from far to near.

Roar!

A heavy snort came from the fog. The fat man and the thin man took a step back meaningfully, and Xuan Qing stared at the front with a grim gaze.

After three or five breaths, a large figure appeared.

It was a monster with a tiger's head and a cow's tail, and the snow-white body almost merged with the white mist around it. The guy only has two front paws, and the back half of his body walks close to the ground. So every time he moved forward, the huge back half of his body rubbed behind him with the sound of a brush.

"Ze Beast!"

The fat man's eyes shrank suddenly.

Ze beasts are ferocious beasts, and their barking is strange, similar to that of a dog. The attack power is extremely evil. That huge breath can extend more than half a foot of saliva in the mouth, and the place covered by saliva immediately becomes a swamp, making people fall into it and can't extricate themselves.

When a man or beast falls into a swamp, the beast slowly crawls over and bites the prey to death.