Eba woke up in a wooden house, lying on a rudimentary wooden bed covered in herbs.

In the room sat a man dressed in animal skins, six feet tall and muscular.

At this time he was pounding medicine with a simple pestle mortar made of stones, and when he woke up, he hurriedly jumped up and looked at him.

Jiang Ye looked at his curious and bright eyes, and asked weakly, "Your Excellency?"

The man babbled, and then gestured to something.

Jiang Ye looked at it and pondered, "You mean that you brought me back when I was lying on the ground?"

The man nodded excitedly. Then he took out the fruit from the wooden house and handed it to Eba.

Jiang Ye pushed his hand and thanked: "Thank you, it's just that I'm not hungry now."

The man thought for a moment, and walked out with his bow.

Jiang Ye looked at the simple wooden house, there was nothing else to do except this bed.

Jiang Ye looked out through the door of the wooden house, and it seemed that he was in a forest. But how can there be people in this place? Jiang Ye was puzzled.

More than an hour later, the man ran back in high spirits, but with a few more scars on his body.

He took out a bright red fruit from a cloth bag on his waist, about the size of a fist, and exuded a strange fragrance.

"It's ...... Zhu Guo? Jiang Ye was a little surprised.

Zhu Guo is the embodiment of the essence of heaven and earth, eating it can strengthen the body, heal wounds, enhance cultivation, is a spiritual creature that can not be found, and the place where it is born must be guarded by demon beasts, and he is injured by it.

The man handed Zhu Guo to him, and Jiang Ye wondered, "This is for me?"

The man nodded, and Jiang Ye took it and said, "Thank you."

Now that he is seriously injured, if he can eat this spirit fruit, then there is a high probability that the injury will be healed.

Jiang Ye took Zhu Guo and looked at it carefully, seeing that there was no trace of passivity, he looked at his clean face again, thought for a moment and then ate it.

At night, looking at the man lying on the ground and sleeping soundly, and the dim moonlight coming through the door, Jiang Ye muttered: "What is your origin to be able to be safe and sound in this valley where monsters are rampant?"

On the second day, Jiang Ye's injuries were mostly healed, and he couldn't help but sigh at the efficacy of Zhu Guo.

Jiang Ye went out with him and walked around the vicinity of the wooden house, where there were mostly silver fir, larch, and camellia trees. However, this peak is so steep that it is almost impossible for a cultivator to climb it. But Jiang Ye went to investigate his body, and he didn't have any cultivation, but his physique was extremely strong, probably to the body of the second realm of martial arts.

What made Jiang Ye extremely curious was the bow he carried, the bow body was as pure as white jade, and the bowstring seemed to be a dark tendon. Every time the bowstring was pulled, it made a very dull sound.

Jiang Ye saw with his own eyes that a white wolf with a strength of about three times in the Zen realm was pierced through the throat by him with an arrow.

And his food is also extremely simple, as long as he hunts a demon beast, he will carry it back to the wooden house and take it to the fire and roast it.

Jiang Ye looked at the whole wolf roasting, the oil juice was dripping down continuously, and the man salivated at the corner of his mouth, looking at the roasted prey with a smirk.

Jiang Ye looked at him, and saw that he had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a righteous face, if he could dress up, he would also be an extremely handsome man. It's just that Jiang Ye doesn't dare to compliment him like this.

Seeing that the prey was almost roasted, he tore off a piece of meat from his hind leg and handed it to Jiang Ye, who took it, and he ate it with relish.

"It's clearly a wild man." Jiang Ye sighed in his heart.

"What's your name?" Jiang Ye asked.

The man looked at him a little confused, as if he didn't quite understand what he was saying.

He handed over a branch and asked, "Can you write it?"

The man took the branch and put it beside him, and nibbled on the wolf's flesh again.

Seeing this, Jiang Ye could only smile, found another branch, wrote "Chu Tianyun" on the ground, and said to himself: "As for me, I have a friend who also saved me like you, but unfortunately he died accidentally." Now that you have no name, let me give it to you, and if my wounds are healed, I will take you out of here, and you will not have to be left alone here, not even friends......"

Jiang Ye looked at him, but he bit a tendon on his bone and tore it hard.

Jiang Ye stared at him, and it happened that there was snow falling at this time, and he suddenly smiled again: "Speaking of which, I am really lucky, I was saved by both of you once, if I have the opportunity, I will also save you once, and I will be able to report this favor to that person by the way."

He stood up, looked at him in a daze, and stood silently for a long time.

After a few more days, Jiang Ye's injuries were completely healed, and he followed Chu Tianyun to the place where Shang Fu died, to find his chasing electricity and peony.

At this time, the body of Shang Fu had been gnawed into a pile of wreckage, and the chasing electric and peony were landing there safely. The chasing power is intact, but there are dense traces on the peony sword. It was grabbed by Shang Fu's claws.

Peony couldn't stop crying and trembling, he had felt it since Jiang Yelai, and he didn't know how long it had been crying like this, and the sword spirit was so weak that it was about to dissipate.

Jiang Ye held it in his arms and comforted: "Don't cry, don't cry......"

But when Peony saw him coming, he trembled even harder.

Helpless, Jiang Ye could only hold it in his arms, and cut off Shang Fu's six claws with the chasing electricity in his right hand, and received them in the Qiankun bag.

Since its claws are so sharp, it may be able to be used as a hidden weapon.

Jiang Ye returned to the wooden house, sat down, and said to the chasing power: "This place is extremely dangerous, it is better for you and me to conclude a blood contract, and you become my spiritual weapon, so that we can be sure to break out."

Chasing the electricity silently did not answer. Jiang Ye didn't know what was wrong with it, and he resisted himself extremely much.

"You also know that I was seriously injured at the time, otherwise I would not have abandoned you. What swordsman would abandon his sword? Jiang Ye said soothingly.

Seeing that there was no reaction from chasing electricity, Jiang Ye thought about it and said with a smile: "Are you worried about being like a peony?" So, when I get out of here, how about going find a swordsmith to fix it? ”

The chasing electric buzzed twice in agreement.

Jiang Ye dripped blood on the sword, slowly merging with the sword spirit chasing electricity.

It has always been disobedient to discipline, and Jiang Ye doesn't want to conclude a blood contract with him too early, but his current strength is very weak, and now that he and it are in a difficult situation, this is a good time.

What surprised him a little was that Chasing Lightning did not resist, and he was quite smoothly united with his beliefs, and a trace of thunder and lightning also appeared in his dantian.

Although it is as small as a hair, its power is immense.