In front of the Black Mist Mountains, a fierce battle ended.

"Rune Treasure! You hid so deep that you didn't ...... until the end."

The blue-robed middle-aged man in the late stage of foundation building had a scorched black body and his abdomen was pierced by a purple electric spear.

"Plop" fell to the ground and died.

On the opposite side, Senior Brother Cheng, who was wearing a square scarf, was lying on the ground, his face was bloodless, and his breath was extremely dim.

His rune treasure only has the last blow left, and his opponent is almost in his heyday, and he is extremely vigilant in the late stage of foundation building.

Senior Brother Cheng stretched out his hand with difficulty, but the storage bag on his body was long gone, and the hidden storage bag was also given to Fu Dong.

There is no longer a single wound medicine.

He wanted to crawl towards the blue-robed middle-aged man and take the other party's storage bag, but he couldn't lift it up at all.

The injuries in the body are fatal, the life is irreversibly gone, and ordinary wound medicine is powerless.

The corners of Senior Brother Cheng's mouth were filled with bitterness, and he gave up the struggle and lay quietly on the ground.

As he lay dying, he heard the faint sound of walking.

An ordinary young man in the foundation building period entered a vague field of vision.

The other party first came to the middle-aged corpse in the blue robe and took the latter's storage bag.

However, he walked up to Senior Brother Cheng and said:

"Below is a passing scavenger, what are your last words?"

The voice of the young people who built the foundation was also mediocre and unremarkable.

"Scavengers?"

Senior Brother Cheng still has the last trace of clarity and knows the meaning of these three words.

In the vicinity of some chaotic immortal cities, there is a kind of immortal cultivator who specializes in picking up the relics of the corpses of the dead.

Murderers and treasure hunters are in a hurry, and often fail to take all the items, and there are some omissions.

This scavenger did not immediately mend the knife, but asked his last words, which can be regarded as having a conscience.

"I, the eighth disciple of Huanglong Zhenren 'Cheng Kangping', the remaining magic weapons and magic clothes on my body are still valuable, I hope Your Excellency will bury me, if you can report to Huanglong Mountain, it would be the best."

Senior Brother Cheng didn't expect the other party to save his life, his injuries were not treated, or if the pharmacist of Gao Ming intervened in time, it was in vain.

"Well, that's all?"

"Senior Sister Fu...... Yutan ......"

Senior Brother Cheng closed his eyes and lost his breath.

The ordinary-looking young man of Zhuji had a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This disciple of Huang Long, the last concern before his death turned out to be his little sister.

Whew!

The young man who built the foundation used his mana to collect Senior Brother Cheng's body, including his belongings, into a large bag.

One last glance at the blue-robed corpse of Zhuji, to make sure that nothing was missing, its figure flew to the Black Mist Mountains.

Half an hour later.

A spiritual pressure of a fake Dan real person shuttled from high in the sky.

The person who came, a sturdy middle-aged man in a wide robe and a robe, was Xiang Jinglong.

"Useless stuff!"

Xiang Jinglong glanced at the middle-aged corpse in the blue robe, his divine sense swept over, there were no valuable relics, and he couldn't help but let out a soft "phew".

……

Two days later.

Black Fog Mountains at night

Oh~

Dozens of demon wolves surrounded a seriously injured young man in a pale padded jacket.

The demon wolf in the leader was an early second-order player, staring at the young man in the padded jacket with a cunning gaze, and from time to time he was tempting, attacking the side of his injured arm.

"Brother Cheng, I'm useless, I'm just a waste! If I knew this, I might as well die in Huanglong Mountain......"

Fu Dong, who was in a desperate situation, was sad in his heart.

After escaping from Huanglong Mountain, he has been in a state of injury, and when he was chased and killed, his injuries worsened, and his vitality was greatly depleted.

Fleeing to the Black Mist Mountains alone, he was unfortunately targeted by this group of demon wolves because he was not familiar with the nearby terrain.

Under the harassment and attack of the wolves, Fu Dong's mana was consumed, his state became worse and worse, and the wounds on his body continued to increase.

Sou!

In the low sky not far away, a faint light swept in time.

"The Black Mist Mountains are different from the human world."

A familiar man's voice came.

"Some monsters have an extremely sensitive sense of smell. Even if you stop the bleeding, bandage the wound, and remove the smell of blood from your body, you may still be detected ......"

"Brother Cheng!"

Fu Dong's heart was shocked, and he looked at the familiar figure wearing a square scarf, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

After "Senior Brother Cheng" came over, he didn't make a move, and deliberately exuded the spiritual pressure in the later stage of foundation building.

Oh!

The head wolf in the early stage of the second order, shrunk his head in fear, and without thinking about it, he fled with the wolves.

Stay until the wolves are gone.

Senior Brother Cheng snorted, his face was pale, his breath was weak, and he fell to the ground weakly.

"Brother Cheng!"

Fu Dong hurriedly came over, his body staggered, affected the injury, and almost fell.

"It's just a physical deficit, and it's not a big deal."

Senior Brother Cheng smiled reluctantly.

With Fu Dong's support, he went to the foot of a downwind mountain, took two pills, and began to sit cross-legged to heal his injuries.

"Brother Cheng, great! Are you out of pursuit? ”

"Well, my rune treasure has one last chance, and the thrilling design is to kill that person......"

Lu Changan described "truthfully".

He could easily find Fu Dong because he had previously sent a ground rat with a keen sense of smell to follow him.

In the Black Mist Mountains, the Ground Rats are more adapted to the environment than he is.

"Counter-killing?"

After Fu Dong's surprise, his expression was gloomy again.

He said secretly: "Sure enough, without my drag, Brother Cheng can exert stronger strength,"

An hour later, Lu Changan's breath turned around, and a trace of blood appeared on his face.

He opened his eyes and found Fu Dong, who was in charge of letting off the wind, looking at him in a daze.

In his eyes, in addition to gratitude and respect, there is also a trace of exploration.

"Brother Cheng, for the sake of my sister's marriage, I don't hesitate to use my body as a cover. In order to save me, I almost died without a place to bury. ”

"Even if it is...... You like my sister, is it worth it all you do? ”

Fu Dong couldn't bear it, and finally opened his heart at this moment and said what was in his heart.

In the past, he heard rumors from the gossip of the Huanglong lineage that this senior brother Cheng, who had been expelled from the school, was interested in his sister.

When Fu Xuemei was first admitted to the Huanglong Sect, Senior Brother Cheng took better care of his sister and brother.

After getting along for a few days, Fu Dong was sure of this.

Like your sister?

When Lu Changan heard this, his heart was full of strangeness.

Thinking of what Senior Brother Cheng did and his last words before he died, all this is reasonable.

"You don't have to feel indebted."

Lu Chang'an said lightly.

"Although I have a good impression of Sister Ling, my tutor has rich compensation for doing a pretense in Huanglong Mountain. If it weren't for the fact that the Huanglongshan formation broke so quickly, the risk would not be as great as you imagined. ”

Lu Changan speculated that Senior Brother Cheng was willing to take risks, and liking Fu Xuemei should not be the only factor, and Huanglong Zhenren probably gave heavy compensation for heavy profits.

"Oh, since Brother Cheng is back, I will return this thing to you, and I don't need to hand it over to my sister personally."

Fu Dong thought of something, took out an ultra-thin skin bag, and solemnly handed it to Lu Changan.

"Hmm."

Lu Changan remained silent and took the ultra-thin leather bag.

Senior Brother Cheng sacrificed his life to intercept the blue-robed middle-aged man in the late stage of foundation building, and he should have expected the possibility of his death, so he handed over the valuables on his body to Fu Dong.

Lu Chang'an's divine sense swept through the ultra-thin leather bag and found that its material had a certain concealing effect on the divine sense. If it is well hidden, it is not carefully probed by real people, and it is easy to ignore.

There was a bottle of elixir and two jade tubes in the leather bag.

The divine sense swept over the forbidden and reinforced jade bottle, and Lu Changan's heart jumped.

The elixir in the jade bottle is like a glazed snow jade, with a slight flaw on the surface, showing six and a half lines.

"Inferior Condensing Pill?"

Lu Changan was surprised, unexpected.

Senior Brother Cheng still has Ning Jing Pill in his hand?

As a guise for knotting the Dan, in danger, Huanglong Zhenren rewarded him with a defective Ning Jing Pill, which is not difficult to understand.

The key is that Senior Brother Cheng didn't use this Ning Jing Pill.

Lu Changan recalled the weather of the day at this time, and it was weaker than he imagined.

His divine sense swept over the two jade cylinders in the leather bag.

One of them records the inheritance of the mantle of Cheng's younger brother in this life.

The other one was prepared for Fu Xuemei, explaining some future events, including the reason for this Ning Jing Pill.

It turned out that Senior Brother Cheng felt that he was older, more than one hundred and fifty years old, and he had been seriously injured outside ten years ago, which had damaged his foundation, and he had little hope of getting married.

He himself had half of the preparation of the knot, which was used to impact the knot on that day.

The Ning Jing Pill that was saved hoped to be left to its potential bloodline descendants, and I believed that Fu Xuemei would deal with this matter fairly.

……

"Have you seen the contents of the leather bag?"

Lu Changan asked.

"Nope."

Fu Dong didn't have time to think, and his expression was as usual.

Lu Changan confirmed that he was not lying from his temperament and micro-expressions.

For Fu Xuemei's younger brother.

Lu Changan had heard of it before, but he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

He knew that this person was Fu Xuemei's biggest weakness.

However, he never considered using this as a threat to take revenge on Fu Xuemei.

Between him and Fu Xuemei, it is only a dispute over resources, not relatives and friends.

The unwritten rules of the immortal cultivation world, normal grievances and fights, will not harm relatives and friends, innocent mortals.

Except for a few extreme cultivators, most immortal cultivators, including some demon path cultivators, recognized this, at least the plain morality.

In Lu Changan's personal words, this is also against his original intention.

Unless the enemy threatens his relatives and friends.

Therefore, when he saw Fu Dong, he did not have any murderous intentions.

If you want to target, it is also against Fu Xuemei herself.

Previously, in Huanglong Immortal City, he secretly pushed a hand, on the premise that the person who formed the pill was Fu Xuemei, which would affect him.

If the target is Fu Xuemei, then no matter whether it succeeds or fails, the grievance will be settled.

It turned out later that the person who knotted the pill was not Fu Xuemei at all.

Does that secret push count as a hand?

He wasn't sure, but he always felt almost funny.

Just go with the flow.

If you don't have a good chance, just give up, never force it.

Coincidentally, on the way back, Lu Changan and Fu Xuemei's younger brother met unexpectedly.

Lu Changan felt that "fate has arrived" and decided to wait and see first.

Coupled with today's chaotic situation, it may be possible to take advantage of the fishing nets and plot to make a fortune.

Saving Fu Dong stems from this.

Fu Dong is the key person, and he may be able to find the place where Fu Xuemei got married.

However, Lu Changan didn't expect that he disguised his identity and mixed up with Fu Dong's side to get a Ning Jing Pill so smoothly.

It's a pity that it's an inferior condensing pill.

The inferior Ning Jing Dan was not very attractive to him.

Due to the impurity of the medicinal power, it will affect the quality of Chengdan.

In this life, he has strict requirements for Cheng Dan's quality.

Even if it is not a golden pill.

The condensed true pill must pursue the upstream, even the top quality.

In this way, the future achievement of the Yuan Baby, I hope to be greater.

"If I accept this pill, I will be considered to have unexpectedly received the favor of Huanglong Mountain......

"Let's not make up our minds, since we have saved Fu Dong and obtained such a good identity, we might as well look at the final situation."

……

A few days later.

"Senior Brother Cheng" and Fu Dong's injuries have recovered somewhat.

Sou!

A false Dan-level aura flew from a certain direction in the Black Mist Mountain Range.

The visitor was a beautiful woman in a white robe, with wounds on her body and a disordered breath.

It is Bai Ayan, who saved Fu Dong and the others before.

(End of chapter)