"Sister, where are you going?"

Doubao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to follow.

"Go to the back mountain to pick some mushrooms."

Ye Xiuyan didn't give him a chance, so she thought of a reason casually, carried the basket, and rushed out of the small courtyard like a gust of wind.

*

The deafening roar came from the nearby mountain col, and it happened to be the canyon where Ye Xiuyan's sister and brother caught crayfish yesterday.

Ye Xiuyan cast a phantom step, and ran quickly along the mountain stream path, to the top of the canyon, hiding behind a boulder, and breathing steadily.

When the rhythm of her breathing stabilized, she sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, and quietly spread her senses.

Two figures appeared in view.

One of them was a monk with a bloody face, lying on the ground like mud, motionless, and seemingly dead.

The other person was floating in the stream, his hair covering his face, and he couldn't see clearly, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Monk Lai Tou is dead.

Ye Xiuyan retracted her senses, unable to hide her shock.

It's unimaginable that just now, a person who looked like he wanted to kill someone, a fierce and vicious person, has become a dead person in less than a stick of incense.

The shock lasted only three seconds, and she swelled up with irrepressible excitement.

It's rare to see an immortal cultivator, such a good opportunity, you must not miss it.

Standing up with her hands on the ground, she rounded the large rock and rushed down the slope in one go.

Descending to the bottom of the valley, he cautiously approached the body of Monk Laitou and found the storage ring in his hand.

Taking off the storage ring, she endured her nausea again, searched carefully, took out two taels of silver from her pocket, pinched a fire spirit, and burned the corpse to ashes with a fire.

"Ahem."

There was a shallow cough in the stream, and the people floating on the surface of the water, hearing the chaotic noise, coughed weakly twice.

Ye Xiuyan's breath stagnated, her fingertips gathered a little spiritual light, and her eyes were vigilant.

"Ahem."

The man's injuries were not light, his chest trembled violently, and his breath was unsteady.

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the stream flowed with the wind, blowing the hair that covered his face.

It's him!

Ye Xiuyan's pupils shrank, and the moment she saw her face clearly, her heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat.

The person floating on the water is the black-clothed young man who saved Wang Quan's family yesterday.

When I first saw him, he stepped on the cabin in the middle of the river, and he was amazed at the volley.

Her eyes fell on her pale face at this moment, and for some reason, the tip of her heart trembled violently, and a feeling of distress surged inexplicably.

Maybe it's his back.

was targeted by the monk Laitou and wanted to kill people and seize treasures.

Fight to the death, one dead and one wounded.

She automatically made up the plot of the two fighting, put away her spiritual power, and slowly walked towards the stream.

*

Lin Jingcheng floated on the water, and his whole body fell apart and hurt.

In particular, two ribs on the left side were broken, even if he had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, bumps and injuries were commonplace, and the corners of his eyes were still constricted in pain, and he couldn't move on the water.

There was a slight sound of footsteps in his ears, and his heart tightened, and he opened his eyes suddenly. As soon as he touched the wound, he took a deep breath of cool air in pain.

He pulled the corners of his mouth with a wry smile, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

This time it was really bad luck.

I learned the information of the miracle doctor from the squire's tiplet, and I couldn't wait to rush over to find someone, but I didn't expect to be targeted in the wilderness village.

He is the eighth layer of Qi training, and the Lai Tou monk has a great consummation of Qi training, and his mana is much higher than him.

And the man was despicable and shameless, sneaking up on him from behind, and wounding him as soon as he came up.

If it weren't for his quick reflexes and life-saving talisman treasure, the person who burned to ashes at this moment would be him.