In the wilderness and forests, Han Sheng was in rags, sitting on the ground with smoke and dust on his face, panting heavily.

This mountain forest is very large, occupying a circle of hundreds of miles, the trees in the trees are tall and dense, almost trying to cover the sky, the light of the stars and the moon is also difficult to penetrate, but the continuous night rain falls on the canopy, along the branches and leaves drip on the dead leaves on the ground, making the sound of rain hitting plantains.

"Little boy, there are only two of us left. Han Sheng looked at the baby boy who was still sleeping sweetly in swaddling clothes, and then thought of the Zhenguo Mansion of Nuoda disappearing, and couldn't help but feel sad and couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice.

At this time, Han Sheng looked like a child who had been greatly wronged, with tears in his eyes, and he couldn't help himself.

What is a little bleak is that even if he is grief-stricken in his heart, Han Sheng does not dare to cry loudly at all, for fear of attracting pursuers.

After a while, the rain subsided and the crying gradually stopped, and Han Sheng finished venting his grief in his heart, and then he remembered to check the situation around him.

The scenery in front of him was unfamiliar, and it was a place he had never set foot in his life.

Why?

What caught Han Sheng's eyes was an exotic forest that he had never seen in his life, the big ones were dozens of zhang high, and the small ones were also several zhang, and the two grew densely together, which could be seen everywhere, and the number was amazing.

This place is no longer Northern Xia.

When he realized that there would never be such a mountain forest in the territory of the Northern Xia Dynasty, Han Sheng couldn't help but let out a long breath, no matter where they were now, as long as they were not in the territory of the Northern Xia Dynasty, they were already safe.

Thinking of this, Han Sheng's heart was settled, and he walked forward with the baby boy in his arms, planning to hike through this mountain forest, and then find a nearby family to settle down, and by the way, inquire about the situation here.

"I don't know when this little boy will wake up. Han Sheng walked forward while carefully checking the situation of the baby boy in his arms, frowning slightly: "According to the master, the medicinal effect of this dream elixir can only last for one day, counting the time, this little boy should also wake up." ”

When everyone fled in all directions, in order to prevent the baby boy from crying and attracting pursuers, Zuo Zongbai specially fed him a dream spirit pill, so Han Sheng fled all the way, no matter whether he was in the wind and rain or thunder, the baby boy in swaddling clothes was never awakened.

But now that the established time for the effect of the medicine has passed, the baby boy has not woken up, which really makes Han Sheng a little worried and relieved.

"Xu is the little boy is too young, so the effect of the Dream Spirit Pill has been prolonged. Han Sheng had a faint guess in his heart, and then hugged the baby boy in his arms and walked forward quickly.

After walking like this for nearly half an hour, the scenery in front of him remained unchanged, and Han Sheng suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. 、

After a moment of silence, he drew the dagger strapped to his right leg, left a mark on the trunk of a nearby tree, and continued on his way.

After each other hundreds of zhang of distance, he would leave a mark on the trunk of a nearby tree.

After about half an hour passed like this, when Han Sheng saw the mark left by himself on the trunk of the tree in front of him, he couldn't help but show a bitter smile on his face: "I want to be the wind of Northern Xia, come and go freely on the battlefield, take the head of the enemy chief among thousands of troops and horses, like searching for things, I don't want to get lost in a wilderness and mountains and forests now, ridiculous, ridiculous." ”

He laughed to himself, and immediately began to think about how to get out of this mountain forest.

But it soon dawned on him that he no longer had to think about the problem.

I saw that in the mountains and forests behind, the tall trees seemed to be bent by the wind, and a huge and irresistible momentum suddenly enveloped the entire wilderness and forest, followed by an old figure slowly falling from the sky.

This person wears a purple and gold crown, looks nearly sixty years old, but his skin is smooth and delicate like baby skin, and he is dressed in a bright yellow robe tied casually on his body, which is slightly fairy-like.

He glanced at Han Sheng lightly, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Northern Xia Dynasty Jindan Ancestor Ji Qingxuan!" Han Sheng's face turned pale, and his heart was desperate.

Finished.

Ji Qingxuan looked down condescendingly, his eyes were cold, and the chill was pressing.

In stark contrast, Han Sheng on the ground was in rags, his lips were white, and his face was full of despair and unwillingness, but soon, this despair and unwillingness turned into ruthlessness and determination.

Ji Qingxuan put his hands behind his back, ignoring the ruthlessness and determination on Han Sheng's face, and said lightly: "Little baby, why don't you hurry up and hand over the young son of Zhenguo Gong, what are you waiting for?"

Han Sheng forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and said coldly: "My Zhenguo Mansion is in the same vein, the head can be broken, and the blood can be shed, but I will never be caught. ”

These words were impassioned and arrogant, but they made the cold light in Ji Qingxuan's eyes even stronger.

"I don't know whether to live or die, even Zhen Guogong is not the opponent of this ancestor, are you confident that you can compare to Zhen Guogong?" Ji Qingxuan sneered, followed his gaze to the infant boy, and a pair of old eyes suddenly lit up.

The baby boy looks very white and delicate, although he is asleep, but his whole body exudes an extremely ethereal atmosphere.

Extraordinary!

Ji Qingxuan didn't talk nonsense, and his finger lightly touched Han Sheng in the air.

A smear of gray light suddenly appeared in front of Han Sheng.

Han Sheng was no more than a seventh-level Qi refining cultivator, even if he was victorious, he was far from being Ji Qingxuan's opponent, not to mention that at this time, he had no intention of giving up, and his throat let out a hoarse and low roar, like a beast on the verge of despair making a final struggle.

Seeing that the gray light was about to hit Han Sheng's eyebrows, it suddenly dissipated automatically out of thin air.

Immediately within a radius of hundreds of miles, a faint fluctuation of demonic qi suddenly rippled out.

This fluctuation of demonic qi was not obvious at first, but in an instant, it skyrocketed countless times, and I saw that the entire void was slightly rippling, as if it had set off a storm of turbulence.

What's even more terrifying is that the surrounding trees and grass on the ground are withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the entire heaven and earth seem to have lost all color in an instant, as if the end times have come!

Ji Qingxuan, who had witnessed this scene from the beginning, had a shocked look on his face.

At this time, there were only two words in his mind - Yuan Ying!

Such a power can only be possessed by those old monsters who have reached the primordial infancy.

As for Han Sheng, the shock in his heart was better than Ji Qingxuan.

Although he had never seen a Yuan Infant Stage monk in his life, but when he saw the grass and trees around him and the shocked look in Ji Qingxuan's eyes, he was sure in his heart that this must be a Yuan Infant Stage Great Monk!

At this moment, Han Sheng's original desperate mood regained hope because of the arrival of this mysterious Yuanying monk, while Ji Qingxuan, the old ancestor of Jindan who had been on the top before, was silent at this moment, and Yaqi was silent.

It must be known that a Yuanying monk in the Northern Xia Dynasty can definitely walk sideways.

If it was said that there was a Yuanying monk in the Zhenguo Mansion that day, and he gave him a thousand and 10,000 dares from the Northern Xia royal family, they would definitely not dare to slander the Zhenguo Mansion for colluding with demons.

In front of the Yuanying monks, the so-called dynastic army was nothing more than a joke.

Even a group of Jindan monks, in front of the Yuanying monks, they had no power to resist.

Thinking back to Ji Qingxuan's indifferent posture on his face, and looking at his shocked expression at this time, Han Sheng was in an extremely happy mood at the moment.

However, it is also strange to say that after the mysterious Yuanying Monk released his coercion, he did not appear for a long time, which made Han Sheng and Ji Qingxuan feel very strange.

Ji Qingxuan had already calmed down at this time, and seeing that there was no movement around, he couldn't help but throw his hand towards the void, and said respectfully: "Ji Qingxuan, a Jindan monk of the Northern Xia Dynasty, has seen the old-timers. ”

After saying that, he even bowed to the void, extremely humble.

Han Sheng did the same, and also followed Ji Qingxuan to bow to the void and report to his home.

However, the two waited for a long time, neither did the infant monk appear, nor did he speak, and when they were about to open their mouths to ask for a second meeting, they suddenly heard an indifferent voice sound: "You can go!"

The voice sounded young, not as low and old as expected, but with an unmistakable tone.

Ji Qingxuan was stunned when he heard this, glanced at Han Sheng, and immediately asked boldly, "Who did the senior let go?"

"Who else but you?" the indifferent voice sounded again, slightly angry, and the entire void seemed to tremble.

Ji Qingxuan only felt that his breath was stagnant, and he almost fell into the void, his scalp was numb for a while, so he had to obediently respond: "The seniors are angry, the juniors are leaving, they are leaving." ”

After saying that, he glanced at Han Sheng with an unwilling face, and then quickly turned around and flew towards the outside of the mountains and forests, not daring to hesitate for a moment.

Not long after Ji Qingxuan left, Han Sheng reacted, hugged the baby boy in his arms and thanked the void: "The senior's life-saving grace, the younger generation is unforgettable, and I also invite the seniors to show up and thank the younger generations in person." ”

However, the indifferent voice said, "Thirty miles to the south, you can go out of this mountain forest, and eight hundred and sixty-seven miles to the east, there is a small town where you can make your home." ”

After saying that, the indifferent voice stopped abruptly, and even the demonic power that was originally filled with the void quickly faded like a tide, and it was imperceptible in the blink of an eye.

Han Sheng was stunned, knowing that most of the mysterious infant monks had already gone, so he hugged the baby boy in his arms and walked quickly towards the south of the mountain forest.

At this time, Han Sheng was completely immersed in the ecstasy of the rest of his life, and he didn't notice that the black quaint Xiaoding that the baby boy in his arms was carrying on his neck was trembling slightly.

It is said that after Ji Qingxuan, the ancestor of Jindan in the Northern Xia Dynasty, fled thousands of miles away from the mountains and forests, he suddenly came back to his senses, thought about it, and felt more and more wrong.

Although there are countless strong people in the entire Donghua Continent, in this area where their Northern Xia Dynasty is located, the Yuan Infant Stage monks do not say that there is none, but it is also extremely rare, a slap can be counted, and all of them have names and surnames, and now a Yuan Infant Stage old monster that he does not know suddenly appears, thinking about it is quite suspicious.

He thought secretly: "In the entire northern region of the Donghua Continent, there are only five old monsters in the Yuan Infant Stage, among which one is from my human race and two from each of the demon clans, and one suddenly appears again, could it be that it jumped out of the crack in the stone......?"

The more Ji Qingxuan thought about it, the more he felt that there were many doubts in this, and he immediately flew back with the courage to do so, but naturally he pounced.

The so-called old monster is long gone, and as for Han Sheng, he has already left the mountains and forests with the baby boy and is nowhere to be found.