Knowing that Bao Xiaopi had died in the attack of the mire monster, Zhuge Xie couldn't help but feel a little sad. Although he is not very familiar with Bao Xiaopi, it is inevitable that he will have some feelings during this period of time.

This kind of feeling can't be said to be anything, I just feel used to having someone muttering around mean, and suddenly it's gone, and I feel uncomfortable.

Speaking of which, he hated Bao Xiaopi very much at first, but later, he gradually found Bao Xiaopi interesting, and sometimes not serious.

Zhuge Xie sighed lightly, and he was also sympathetic and ashamed for Bao Xiaopi's death, no matter what, if he hadn't walked away in a hurry, Bao Xiaopi would not have ended up like this.

Poor generation of big liars, just like this, sad, lamentable.

Zhuge Xie pondered for a moment, looked at the cultivator lying on the ground, and said to himself: "I can use my spiritual power to force poison you, but in this way, I will become weak, and if there are monsters attacking again, I will not be able to deal with it." ”

"Another way is to find the antidote herb, I wonder if this swamp can grow such herbs. It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and it is a real headache. ”

Often living in the mountains, often hunting in the mountains, Zhuge Xie knows many medicinal herbs, among which there are not a few that can detoxify.

In this swamp, the only antidote herbs that can grow are fluorescent grass.

"You can only try your luck, if you can't find it, then you can only go to accompany the old liar. ”

So, Zhuge Xie carried the cultivator and walked all the way forward, and began to look for fluorescent grass.

This swamp is full of dangers, if he encounters a mire monster or some other monster again, even if he can't defeat it, Zhuge Xie is confident that he will retreat with his whole body, so he has nothing to worry about, he just wants to be able to find the fluorescent grass in time to save the cultivator.

The swamp is flat and open, and it is not easy to find a certain herb.

Even at night, Zhuge Xie could see things as if it were day, he had been to many places during this time, and he had always thought that the road in the desert was the most difficult to walk, and now he had to add a road in the swamp.

After a while, Zhuge Xie saw a big rock in front of him, which was very large, and the wheel corridor looked like a small house.

He was pleased, because fluorescent grass likes to grow between the crevices of the rocks, and if there are rocks in the swamp, there is a good chance that fluorescent grass will grow in the crevices of the rocks.

When I got closer, I went back and forth around the rock a few times, and I searched carefully, but I still didn't find the so-called fluorescent grass.

Zhuge Xie was a little discouraged and planned to give up, but he still rummaged through it again. Finally, he removed a piece of rubble and finally found a golden fluorescent grass inserted in the stone.

It seemed to be going well, Zhuge Xie couldn't wait to pull up the fluorescent grass, and when he just retracted his hand, he suddenly felt a strong wind behind his ears, and he reflexively turned his head away, and a sharp arrow flew past his ear.

Zhuge Xie broke out in a cold sweat, and before he could come to his senses, more sharp arrows came in volleys from all directions, each arrow trying to end his life.

He had no room to think at all, so he could only jump and fly on the muddy ground repeatedly, and he was in a hurry for a while. There is still a person on his shoulder, and he is really a little powerless.

In a panic, Zhuge Xie vaguely saw many low black shadows in the surrounding fog miasma, one after another, I don't know how many, as if they were floating ghosts, they gradually approached, trying to surround Zhuge Xie.

Of course, Zhuge Xie will not let the other party's attempt succeed, now that the fluorescent grass has arrived, there is no need for him to be entangled with these monsters who don't know what they are, just get out as soon as possible.

He pulled out the rope around his waist and flew back as fast as he could, and if an enemy stood in his way, he would fight his way out.

It turned out that there were no enemies standing in his way, and those ghostly shadows were always hiding in the miasma of fog dozens of paces away from him, constantly shooting arrows at him.

Zhuge Xie flew for an unknown distance in one breath, and it was not until he returned to the place where he and Bao Xiaopi landed and saw the extinguished bonfire that he slowed down and turned his head to look behind him.

In the gloomy fog behind them, there were no more dense shadows, so calm that it felt like everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

I don't know what those monsters are, they look like people, they can shoot arrows, but they don't look like people, in short, they are very weird.

Zhuge muttered to himself: "This swamp is more dangerous than imagined. ”

The way to use the fluorescent grass is very simple, or the way Zhuge Xie gives the cultivator the fluorescent grass is very simple, he just washes the fluorescent grass with water, then kneades it into a ball, and then stuffs it into the mouth of the cultivator.

The life of the practitioner is saved, but it will take some time before he wakes up.

Zhuge Xie secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally did not work in vain.

Not long after, he suddenly looked up and looked around, and said with a wry smile, "They actually came here." ”

Seeing that the surrounding fog barriers gradually revealed the outline of a black shadow, Zhuge Xie hurriedly pulled out the Immortal Binding Rope and waited for it.

At this moment, short figures came out of the mist one after another, and there were a lot of them, some holding bows and arrows, some holding spears, and within a moment, they surrounded Zhuge Xie and the cultivators.

Zhuge Xie was stunned by this group of strange creatures that suddenly appeared, and for a moment, he felt that his knowledge was so shallow.

These monstrous creatures are only as tall as an adult's shoulders, with elongated limbs, a swollen and slippery body, and their skin covered in smooth scales, like a fish.

"Will—a fish that can walk?" said Zhuge Xie thought he was dreaming.

I could hear the voice of the cultivator behind him, very dull: "It's a fish man." ”

There are many monsters on the land of Shenzhou, and there are also many spirits, Zhuge Xie has seen a lot, and he has never seen more, and the fishman is one of them.

At first glance, he thought the spirits were a little scary, and when he looked at them a little more, he thought they were funny, especially the fish mouth and the two big fish eyes, which made people want to laugh.

However, he didn't dare to really laugh out loud, because there were so many of these fish-men that once he annoyed them, even if he had cultivation, he wouldn't be able to parry.

Spirits are more of a headache for cultivators than ordinary mortals, as they have an innate resistance to spiritual power and magic techniques, making it difficult to damage them.

"What should I do?" Zhuge Xie looked at the cultivators behind him, since the cultivators knew these spirits, they might have a way to deal with them.

"Don't act rashly, look at the situation first. The practitioner replied.

A fish-man walks out of their companions, the other fish-people have brown skin, and this fish-man has white skin. The white fish-man took a few steps forward and yelled at Zhuge Evil and the cultivators, and his tone sounded extremely unkind.

Zhuge Xie frowned and asked the cultivator, "What is it talking about?"

"I don't understand it either, as if to warn us. The practitioner replied.

"Warn us about what?"

The cultivator shook his head.

The white fish-man continued to wah, wow, wow, and didn't know what to say.

"Wow, wow, wow, you chicken!" Zhuge Xie finally couldn't help but be furious, and immediately threw out the immortal rope in his hand.

When the white fishman saw that Zhuge Xie did not agree with each other, he was also angry, and before the immortal rope arrived, it had already run into the fog barrier and disappeared, and the other fishmen were also like the white fishmen, and they turned around and ran into the fog barrier.

Zhuge Xie thought that they were not frightened, and they all fled in panic, and they were complacent, when suddenly a rain of arrows hit the sky.

Sharp arrows from the fog barriers in all directions, dense, endless, even if there is a talisman to resist, it is difficult to continue.

If you want to fight back, it can only be delusional, these fishmen are hiding in the fog barrier, elusive, as if they will escape into the mire, there is nothing to do with them.

Zhuge Xie jumped to avoid the sharp arrows, and at the same time scolded loudly, scolding so much that his throat dried up, and finally had to take the cultivator and quickly fly away in the air.

If he doesn't run away, when his spiritual power is exhausted and the talisman can no longer be maintained, he will be shot into a sieve.

flew out of more than ten miles in one go, and Zhuge Xie finally flew out of the swamp. Originally, he didn't have to walk through the swamp, just to accompany Bao Xiaopi and accompany him.

Now that Bao Xiaopi has been divided and devoured by the mire monsters, Zhuge Xie has no reason to stay in the swamp.

As for those fish people, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, we'll see!

Leaving the swamp, Zhuge Xie landed on a flat mountain and placed the cultivator against a rock, and he began to gasp for breath, and it took a while to regain his composure.

He looked at the cultivator, "Are you okay?"

The cultivator slowly sat up and looked at Zhuge Xie with a puzzled expression: "Why did you want to save me?"

"A manly man, how can he not be saved when he sees death. Zhuge Xie said bold words, his face was not red and his heart was not beating.

The cultivator smiled maliciously: "Do you know who I am, and you dare to save me?"

"Are you a bad person?" Zhuge Xie also laughed, and his smile was even more ill-intentioned than that of a cultivator.

The cultivator said, "Yes, I am a bad person, and I have done all the bad things. ”

Zhuge Xie Le laughed: "Then we are fellow believers, no wonder the old liar said that you look like an outlaw, and what he said is true." ”

"You're a bad person too?" the cultivator was surprised.

"That's right, I'm a heinous bad person, not only did all the bad things, but also lost all my conscience. Zhuge Xie patted his chest and said, "If you know who I am, you will be scared." ”

The cultivator was extremely curious: "Who are you?"

"My name is Zhu Bian!"

"Zhu Bian?" the cultivator pondered, "I have never heard of such a heinous bad person as you, and you must not be very famous. ”

Zhuge Xie smiled secretly, my real name has long been known to the world, but I don't want to be too ostentatious.

In fact, Zhuge Xie was just on guard against cultivators, and if cultivators knew his true name, they might not turn against him, because the reward from the Twilight Snow Country could make countless cultivators salivate.

"Then who are you?" asked the cultivator.

"My name is Song Guanshang. ”