It is said that if a person misses the person he loves the most. Then men will become submissive, and women will become critical.

A nondescript thatched hut with turquoise herbs planted in the courtyard walls. The ancient medicine is fragrant and attractive. A woman in a long red dress with a fair complexion, casually curled her hair in a bun to show off her woman's appearance. The woman was carrying a basket of wormwood in her hand, and was packing up the herbs needed by the village alchemists.

The morning sun had just broken through the picture of dawn, and the sky was pressed low by the endless desolate swamp. Although it was not yet time for the sun to rise, the woman's delicate body was also drenched in sweat because of the juice of the herbs. The dazzling sun is like a sword sharpened like clay. Wild grass and reeds spread across the wilderness, and when you look at it, it looks like a battlefield forgotten by ancient gods.

For a long time, no one called a woman's name. In fact, for a long, long time the woman herself has forgotten her name. If she could, she would prefer to be a colorful glow on the horizon. That's because, someone told her before that she smiled a lot like Yunxia. Thinking of this, the woman's face bloomed with a smile, and she was extremely beautiful.

Washing marrow grass, six-clawed flowers, green mengguo, and some melons to dry in front of the house and pure spirit lotus seeds used to boil good Dan juice...... The woman is busy with these things all day long, and although there is a lot of dancao, it is her daily work, and she is very skilled in doing it. The petals of herbs were carefully separated and stored by her, and they were well organized.

Wiping his sweat, Hongyu looked up at the sky. After being busy for a long time, Hongyu will feel a little tired and tired, look up at the dazzling light, and immediately have energy, this is her experience.

A woman can endure the loneliness of living like a year and the calamity of the rest of her life, either for the sake of her children or for her dignity. Hongyu is not in between, Hongyu is a proud sunflower-like woman, she likes to laugh, and she smiles beautifully. Hongyu asked herself, is it worth it? It turns out that she did it regardless of whether it is worth it or not, so she should have already had the answer in her heart. Hongyu is waiting for someone, yes.

A woman's life is really short. Perhaps, the more beautiful things are, the more ephemeral they are. The same is true of most of the things in the world.

Hongyu painted a makeup today, and at the age of about thirty, it is impossible to see how much wind and frost she has experienced. She looked at the glasses, secretly happy. A woman has weathered the vicissitudes of life in her eyes, but the years have not engraved colors on her face, which is God's favor for her.

"Xianggong, I haven't seen you for eight years. I know you're not going to leave the slave family, you're finally here, aren't you?"

The Yunshan tribe is one of the dozens of ancient tribes in Yunlanze, where the people are isolated from the outside and have alchemy thaumaturgy for generations. In the depths of the Yunshan tribe in the endless swamp of eight thousand miles, there is a huge building built of ancient wood with a height of 100 meters. The layers of ancient trees are made of black dragon wood, a local specialty. This kind of tree exudes a strange smell, which can repel mosquitoes, and the beasts do not dare to approach when they smell this smell, so the local medicine man uses this tree to build the medicine man's pavilion. In the Medicine Master Pavilion, there are three of the most famous alchemy masters in the Yunshan tribe, and there are alchemy classics handed down from generation to generation by the Yunshan tribe, as well as some rare alchemy furnaces and medicinal materials.

Hongyu took the herbs needed by today's alchemist to the Medicine Master's Pavilion. Every time she came to the Medicine Master's Pavilion, she couldn't help but stop for a while. With beautiful eyes staring at the three words of the Medicine Pavilion, Hongyu couldn't help but think of the man in black eight years ago. What Yin Sword King, Hongyu knows that if he is compared to that person, he is nothing.

She was born extraordinary, a talented person, and there are not a few geniuses she has seen. However, in her heart, there is only one man who can break her heart.

"My aunt, you're here. Don't look at it, come and help. The man's voice came, and Hongyu quickly woke up.

"If you want me to help, it's okay, I want to see Danfang. "Hongyu's aura has changed, and he is aggressive.

It was a man dressed in white silk with a beard and fair skin. The man paused for a while and said, "It's not that you don't know the rules of those old guys in the clan, it's not that I won't show you." And even if I give you Danfang, you will be useless. Don't the people of the Eastern Soil hate us Western Sea Demon Cultivators the most?"

"Huh...... It's okay if you don't show me, then you can do it yourself. By the way, I'll tell you. In fact, this Dan prescription is the same whether I look at it or not, because if I look at it, I won't help you refine it, and this Dan prescription is actually incomplete, I see, with your IQ, I really can't understand it in a few hundred years. Hongyu said with a smile.

The white-robed Danshi was not angry, and seemed to be accustomed to saying this to Hongyu.

The white-robed Dan Master took the herb from Hongyu's hand and concentrated on looking at the situation in the medicine furnace. Suddenly, there was a sound, and a young man hurried in.

"Danshi, your old man, go to the cliff. Something big happened over there, messenger, messenger died. The man who broke into the house wiped the sweat from his face and gasped.

"How could such a thing happen?" Yin Wu asked in a cold voice.

"I don't know, the patrol team found it this morning. It is said that when he saw it, he found that the two messengers had been killed. The death was particularly ugly, with his head cut off and hung on a tree, and his lower body tied up with a rope and hung on a cliff. ”

"Is this someone trying to harm our Yunshan?" Yin Wu said uneasily.

"You guys think too highly of yourself, someone can really frame the Yunshan tribe if they do that. But it took so much trouble to kill the messenger, and then mutilated the body. If this is just to frame Yun Shan, it would be too stupid, or too ignorant. How does the power of the West Sea compare to that of the Yunshan tribe? If that person can kill the envoy, he can completely slaughter everyone here with his own strength. Hongyu sneered.

"You mean, it's a personal vendetta?" Yin Wu asked.

"I don't know yet, but it's certain, if the forces of the West Sea can't find the culprit, they will definitely take Yunshan. They would never allow anyone to die in captivity. Now, if you don't hurry up and take a look, there may be a clue. Hongyu said.

"You said it nicely, since that man could easily kill the messenger. Even if we find out, what can we do? If that person wants to destroy our Yunshan without regard for face, it is very simple. Yin Wu said in a trembling voice.

"Don't jump to conclusions so early, and there may be no other possibilities. Hongyu didn't know what to think of and continued.

Yin Wu frowned, leaving Hongyu alone, and turned to leave.

Just as Yin Wu left, a smile gradually appeared on Hongyu's face.

"It's raining, but the thunder isn't loud enough. I just don't know, who is the cat and who is the mouse?"