Mo Haoqiong took out a piece of dry cake from his clothes and stuffed it into his mouth.

There was no difference in the speed of action between the four people, but Mo Haoqiong's physical exertion was the greatest. After all, his cultivation is the lowest, and his body is weak, so there is no way to do it.

Along the way, they stumbled upon someone from Dayland.

It's alone.

Blood red dyed black robe, a pitch-black impermanence hat raised high, with the words "The World is Peaceful" written on it, a thin face, bulging bones, wide trousers and legs, and long boots pointed up, kicking can kill.

This black body can be clearly seen in the green forest.

The four of them burst into action and subdued the thief in an instant.

It's not how fast and ruthless the four of them are, but ...... This man did not resist much.

At the moment of subduing, Zhang Jianyun turned his head and probed the man's snort.

He's dead.

This man is like a walking corpse walking through the woods, and when touched, he loses his last ounce of life and dies completely. There was no scar on his chest, and the tip of his heart was not stripped of him, like a dying old man, who died naturally.

But his countenance and skeletal age were only over forty.

Cultivating evil skills is to blame.

After searching the whole body, the leader kicked the body off the cliff.

"Four silver ingots, more than ten taels of broken silver...... There is such a amount of property that any person in the Dayland Mansion carries with him, heh. It's funny. Zhang Jianyun sneered.

A family that is not a farmer can only earn one or two taels of silver a month, but it can barely support a family. And those who specialize in farming have a few broken pieces of silver in their hands throughout the year. This silver ingot, a net ten taels, this person can carry money at will, can withstand the more comfortable expenses of many families for several years.

"There is also a manuscript. ”

Mo Haoqiong patted the non-existent dust on his head, opened the bloodstained manuscript, and frowned at the ghost-like characters on it.

After asking for the consent of the three of them, Mo Haoqiong casually threw it off the cliff.

"The words are so ugly, don't want it. ”

There should be fierce beasts in the mountain range, but this Yanshan mountain range is extremely vast, and when the four of them are rushing through, they have not encountered one, which is really a good thing. Running through the forest at a rapid pace, the four of them didn't have time to enjoy the scenery in the forest and pick up old medicines everywhere, but they were just focused on moving forward.

"Sweeping the dust, he was entrusted to send the young master of Yanshan to go, and it has been more than half a month now, except for the last time I sent a letter to let me go to Yanshan to help him for a word or two, I didn't send back a word. However, the cultivation of the dust sweeper's nephew is as high as the Eight Realms, maybe it is even higher than the cultivation of the head of the Yanshan Sect here now. It shouldn't be an accident. Mo Haoqiong said hurriedly between eating and drinking.

The mountain is long but not high, and it took the four of them half a day to finally arrive at the mountain gate of Yanshan.

With the trance afterglow of thick green leaves and dusk and sunset, the four of them hid steadily.

In front of him, there was the broken mountain gate and a black demon.

Mo Haoqiong hid under the pile of leaves, and when he saw the group of people cooking fire, a strange taste came to his heart.

It turns out that no matter how evil the wicked are, there are times when they need to eat, and they are flesh and blood...... It can also be injured, it can be dead.

The death of that person an hour ago did not make Mo Haoqiong feel the slightest comfort—such a thief who had polluted the world, he did not know how many lives he had in his hands, and he had to die immediately, and he would be beaten by the real underworld and never be able to live forever, so that the souls of those who died because of them could be a little calm.

"What does the letter from Senior Brother Sweeper say?"

"He followed the head of the Yanshan faction, Xu Ming, to guard the mountain gate to the death, and the thieves in the day and earth mansion were not broken for a while, so please let me help him. ”

Zhang Jianyun frowned, "This letter itself has a problem, according to what Haoqiong said, Chen Sweeping's cultivation of the Eight Realms Spirit Stage, he is too difficult to solve, what is the use of seeking Haoqiong?"

She looked down and pondered, "Have you checked this letter, is there any problem with the handwriting, etc.?"

"The dust sweeper's nephew can just say it face-to-face if he has something to do in Sword Valley, but he only needs to send a message outside. And whether he is literate or not is a question, and it is also possible that he asked someone to write the letter on his behalf. ”

"I'm afraid there's a deception. ”

"Then what should we do now, we can't waste it here. ”

Mo Haoqiong looked carefully at the group of people in the Dayland Mansion who were cooking, and his eyes lit up suddenly, "How about we poison it?"

A tree branch fell from the air and smashed on the top of Mo Haoqiong's head with a bang, helping Zhao Qingqiu knock Mo Haoqiong.

"Where are we poisonous now?"

The leader wiped the saliva that he didn't know when, and his face was straight, "This is a mountain forest, we can take local materials, I don't know how much poison there is, how to cast love." And they never expected that there would suddenly be outsiders here who would not be raided, but poisoned. ”

The remaining three were all in high spirits, and low laughter came and went.

Day 2.

Mo Haoqiong clapped his hands and looked at the pile of things in front of him. In recent days, when the weather is sunny after the rain, the growth of this mushroom is really powerful, and the poisonous mushrooms with colorful flowers are called all over the mountains and fields, and they are inexhaustible.

He clapped his hands vigorously, but he just couldn't seem to get rid of anything invisible.

Zhao Qingqiu was speechless, "What are you doing......

"After picking so many poisonous mushrooms, I feel like the poison is stained on my hands......"

The leader on one side was inexplicably full of energy, squatting in the upper reaches of the stream where the people of the day and earth were carrying water and cooking rice, washing the mushrooms.

Zhang Jianyun squinted at the stream.

Rao is based on her temperament, and she already feels that it is really elusive.

"It's getting weird...... The best strategy to contain the Yanshan Sect's mountain gate is to bring enough dry food and seek to force a breakthrough at night. Now they seem to be carrying rice to cook, what is this? ”

"Whatever, but it's true that they want to boil water for cooking, so let's just push the boat. The leader smirked, rubbing the mushrooms harder and harder.

Zhang Jianyun was petrified in situ. "And what are you doing?"

"Rub out the poison of the poisonous mushrooms. The leader tilted his head and wondered, "What's wrong?"

After half ringing.

Zhang Jianyun leisurely inserted the double dagger back into his waist.

The leader looked at the pile of poisonous mushroom powder in front of him, and sighed: "It's still old Zhang Gao......"

Just wait for the person to come out and fetch water, and then they can sprinkle the poisonous mushroom powder from the upstream, and if they fetch water, they will inevitably receive a lot of powder, and thus poison.

The leader came back to his senses and protested, "If I fetch water and find that the water is not clean, I will definitely dig a new one." ”

Zhao Qingqiu directly gave the second young man of the leading family a shock, "Only you, the noble young master, can pick and choose!"

Time flickered by, and it was noon.

A person yawning and carrying a bucket, that weird-looking clothes and skinny appearance, with this yawning posture, is really weird to the extreme.

Step by step, swim in the creek.

Zhang Jianyun, who was lying in the middle of the forest leaves, touched the leader's arm. The leader immediately understood, picked up a handful from the pile of poisonous mushroom powder beside him, and slowly poured it into the stream.

The water is clean and transparent, but there will be sand and gravel raised from the bottom, or gravel rolled in from both banks, and it is inevitable that there will be some powder.

But this time there seems to be a bit of a lot of powder.

Without hesitation, the man fetched two large buckets of water, carried his burden, and walked back slowly.

Here comes another person.

With the first successful experience, leading this excited hand trembling, Zhang Jianyun slapped his hand away, saw the opportunity himself, and sprinkled a handful of poisonous mushroom powder.

This was repeated four times, and eight large buckets of water were picked, and all the water needed for cooking by this group of thieves in the day and earth was exhausted.

The four thieves in the forest quietly got up, excited and unspeakable.

Just wait, watch the show.