Xiao Yueming's expression was as usual, and then she crossed the official road and walked towards the forest.

Seeing Xiao Yueming walking into the dense forest, Feihu's face immediately changed, and he shouted at the top of his voice:

"You kid, don't think about playing any tricks, grandpa keeps an eye on you!"

Xiao Yueming's somewhat lazy voice came slowly from the dense forest:

"You guys look at it like this, I can't make it easier, I've eaten the Hundred Days Heartbreaking Pill, and now that my cultivation has been sealed, and there are hostages in your hands, what can I do?"

"If you don't want to, then I'll have to use the carriage as a latrine, as long as you can afford it. ”

Feihu shook off the reins in his hand fiercely, and kept cursing in his mouth:

"This kid, I think he just doesn't clean up, it's better to cut off his two ears first, so that it won't affect his way out, and let grandpa and I can relieve the sulking in my heart!"

Bai Lian also jumped down from the front of the carriage, and saw her skirt fluttering, inadvertently revealing an intoxicating spring color, but now it is in the wilderness, but unfortunately no one can appreciate such blessings.

"Don't worry, the fourth child, he has already taken my Hundred Days Heartbreaking Pill, the people who can cure this poison in this world are no more than the number of hands, and it is expected that he can't make any waves, even if he is given all his strength, he can't escape from the palm of our hands. ”

The flying tiger laughed evilly, and had already regarded Xiao Yueming as something in his bag:

"Hmph, just with his cultivation in the ordinary second-rate realm, grandpa can beat this kid down with just one hand!"

Xiao Yueming's cultivation in the ordinary second-rate realm, placed in the rivers and lakes, can definitely be regarded as a one-party character, some small sects in the martial arts, the cultivation of their heads, some of them are not even as good as Xiao Yueming, and there are even many people who have not even entered the second-rate.

For example, the master of Huangsha Temple in Juyang County, his realm is an ordinary second-rate realm, and now Xiao Yueming, if he wants to kill the master, he will no longer be as embarrassed as the battle on the banks of the Juyang River, but around this kind of strength, in the eyes of the flying tiger, he is still as weak as ants, not to mention that the four saints of Gushan are all top second-rate strength, if the four of them go all out, even if Xiao Yueming fights to the death, he will not be able to hold on to the time of tea.

Su Lan stood beside the carriage, watching Xiao Yueming's back disappear into the dense forest, but she had a premonition in her heart that Xiao Yueming's purpose was definitely not as simple as convenience.

Walking slowly through the dense forest, the trees here are towering and leafy, blocking out most of the sunlight, and it feels very cool.

With the thick fallen leaves under her feet, Xiao Yueming walked slowly in the forest, and only stopped when she couldn't see the carriage on the official road.

Slowly lifted a breath, mobilizing the weak internal force in the dantian, seeing that this internal force was gradually turning, compared with the original internal force storm, it was really a little shabby.

Qi became a dantian, and the soles of his feet stomped towards the ground, bringing up pieces of fallen leaves flying in the air, Xiao Yueming performed light skills, shuttling between the trees at great speed.

A moment later, Xiao Yueming slowly descended from mid-air, and it seemed that she had reached the center of the forest, and the surrounding trees had become denser and thicker, and together with the breeze blowing around, they all carried a faint coolness.

Randomly found a big tree, Xiao Yueming leaned his back against the tree, and then took off the clothes on his upper body, only to see that his chest had completely turned black and purple, and he gently touched the rib on the left side with the palm of his hand, and after touching the broken bone, he couldn't help but feel a pain.

Biting the back molars, Xiao Yueming stretched out his index finger and middle finger, first carefully clamped the broken ribs, and then suddenly pulled outward, only to hear a click, and the ribs were immediately reset.

Beads of sweat slowly flowed down from his forehead, Xiao Yueming took a deep breath, and then clamped another broken bone with his two fingers, and his fingers suddenly exerted force to reset the second broken rib.

Wiping the sweat stains on his forehead with his sleeve, Xiao Yueming clicked the acupuncture points on his chest with one hand, temporarily alleviating his injuries, and then sat cross-legged under the big tree and ran a small Yuan Zhou, only to see that the original black and purple skin on his chest gradually turned crimson.

With his hands on his knees, he gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, Xiao Yueming stood up with the big tree behind him, then tore off a strip of cloth from his clothes, carefully wrapped it around the broken bones, and put on his shirt again.

"The broken bone has been connected, the chest injury is no longer serious, as long as you use internal strength to heal every day, you should be able to heal soon. ”

Looking at the quiet and dense forest around her, Xiao Yueming secretly thought:

"It's not easy to stay here for a long time, and if you delay it for a long time, I'm afraid it will arouse the suspicion of the four saints of Gushan. ”

Seeing that his footsteps had just moved, he felt that there was a strand of urine in his lower abdomen, and what he said to the four saints of Gushan was that it was convenient to come here, Xiao Yueming immediately untied his trouser belt and opened the gate towards the big tree.

"Whoa~"

The water jets shot down, and the water splashed on the roots of the big trees, and the dirt on the ground was also washed away, and the original sound of running water was mixed with some metal-like crisp sounds.

Xiao Yueming, as a martial artist with good cultivation, naturally has ear power that is not comparable to ordinary people, his ears beat slightly, and then he hurriedly fastened his trouser belt, and saw that the soil next to the roots of the tree under his feet was very soft, and a shallow pit was washed away by water droplets.

In the shallow pit, a corner of cyan objects was exposed, there must be demons when things go wrong, Xiao Yueming squatted down slowly, folded a wooden stick casually, and turned the cyan object out of the soil.

"It's like ...... A key?"

Xiao Yueming looked at the cyan stick-like object on the ground covered with wet soil, and couldn't help but feel a little curious in his heart, this forest is so big, he just found a tree at random, put a water, and he could still water this strange thing.

grabbed a handful of fallen leaves from the ground, and then wiped the urine on the key with the fallen leaves, Xiao Yueming took the unknown key in his hand and looked at it carefully.

Seeing that the key is a stick as a whole, about three inches long, looking at its appearance, it seems to be made of bronze, the key workmanship is fine to a terrifying level, surrounded by fine pinions, the connection between each gear, are polished tightly, it seems that the key is too delicate and complex, it looks like there is an indescribable weird feeling.

A key that I don't know how to use, but Xiao Yueming saw something unusual in it:

"The key with such precision is made of bronze that has long been obsolete?"

"Bronze is far less than fine iron in terms of hardness and toughness, so it has been abandoned by the times as early as a thousand years, but there is no trace of corrosion on the surface of this key, I don't know whether it is made by the ancestors, or modern handicrafts. ”

"Even so, it is unimaginable to make such a delicate key from a bronze with insufficient toughness. ”

Although I don't know what this key is used for, and I don't know who buried it under this tree, but at a glance, I know that this key is an extraordinary product, and since I have obtained it, how can I discard it?

put the key in the placket, and saw that Xiao Yueming was not delaying time, and disappeared into the dense forest with light skills.

The soles of her feet stepped lightly on the boring tree trunks, and Xiao Yueming quickly passed through the trees like a dexterous ape.

Getting closer and closer to the official road, the surrounding trees are getting more and more sparse, Xiao Yueming relied on his memory, and when he was about to approach the official road, he calmly fell to the ground from among the trees, stretched out his hand and patted the dust on his clothes, Xiao Yueming walked about 100 or so steps, and then walked out of the dense forest.

Seeing Xiao Yueming coming out of the dense forest, the flying tiger with his back against the carriage, immediately shouted loudly:

"Boy, you went to pee, why did you go for so long, but let grandpa wait!"

Xiao Yueming boarded the carriage under the scrutiny of everyone, and then said in a casual tone:

"By the way, I asked to clear my stomach, so after a long time, these three urgents came suddenly, and I can't grasp them. ”

Under Xiao Yueming's deliberate control, the time for him to go back and forth was not long, and the four saints of Gushan were not suspicious.

"Alright, there's still a long way to go, so hurry up. ”

After Hu Wei finished speaking, he saw his sturdy body following Xiao Yueming and getting into the carriage, only to see that the carriage sank down visibly with the squeale sound of wood squeezing.

Now there is still a long way to go from the mountains and forests of Qionghai, a small part of which is still a difficult mountain road, after Hu Wei got into the carriage, Huangfulou closed the folding fan in his hand, looked at Er Mazi and Su Lan with a smile, and made a gesture of please.

Sitting back in the carriage, Su Lan was a little uncertain in his heart, he didn't know what Xiao Yueming had just gone to the dense forest, what was going on, but now the two of them were under the noses of the four saints of the ancient mountain, and there was no chance to ask, Su Lan secretly thought in his heart, planning to take advantage of the night to find another opportunity to talk to Xiao Yueming, and how to escape from the clutches of the four saints of the ancient mountain.

The carriage bumped along the official road, Huangfulou and Hu Wei were silent, closing their eyes and recuperating, Xiao Yueming and the three of them did not dare to act rashly, and the whole carriage was silent.

Secretly manipulating the internal force to repair the injury, after repairing and connecting the two broken ribs, the pain in his chest was reduced by half, and Xiao Yueming's internal force gradually flowed in his body, running one small yuan week after another.

Although Su Lan knew that her cultivation was like the difference between dew drops and lakes compared to the four saints of Gushan, how could she choose to sit still and be willing to become the fish and meat of other people's chopping boards.

Su Lan closed her beautiful eyes, and saw that her eyebrows were slightly condensed, although her face was anxious, she was still as beautiful as an ink painting.

After trying all the exercises he had learned, even Hua Qingchi's unique Zhenpai Mental Method failed to play the slightest role, Su Lan could feel the existence of internal force in his body, but no matter what kind of means he used, he couldn't mobilize even the slightest bit, this feeling of only being able to see but not touch was really confusing.

It seems that he has tried too many times, Su Lan's heart is flooded with bursts of colic, as if he has been pierced by countless spikes, and the jade hand covers his heart, Su Lan can't help but bite his red lip, in order to resist the pain of this heart.