Ding Wenwen and Duan Qing glanced at each other at the same time, their eyes a little hesitant.

Ding Wenwen hesitated, this place was relatively desolate, there was not much to eat, and she didn't know if she could extort some food and materials, and Duan Qing hesitated, she didn't know how many people behind this person knew the news of the Dan Furnace, and whether she should dispose of them all.

Mao Wenfei was obviously mistaken, thinking that the two of them were hesitating to consider whether to show mercy to their subordinates, and suddenly said with a solemn expression: " Two, in fact, I still have a bit of a role, make plans to run errands and other jobs, the small one is the best, the small one looks extraordinary, the future will become a big tool, there must be a housekeeper, you spare my life, I will sell my life to you, this life is unswerving, and, I have materials, there is also some food, and I know that there is anyone in the village who knows the news of the Dan furnace, I can quietly identify it, if you are worried that I am lying, torture it. ”

I have to say that this guy is indeed very able to grasp people's psychology, and he really climbed right along the pole, and met all the demands of Duan Qing and Ding Wenwen, Duan Qing is not a procrastinator, put away the dagger on the spot, and said: "Okay, take me back to the village now, and point out to me everything you know." ”

"No problem. Mao Wenfei stood up directly and was about to bring it, without even a little hesitation, "Leave this matter to me, don't worry, it's not me boasting, the two masters will find that I am quite easy to use in the future..."

Suddenly, a figure swept by at an extremely high speed, grabbed Mao Wenfei's clothes, and lifted him up with a weight of more than two hundred catties like a chicken, and his figure jumped up again, almost in an instant, it swept ten zhang away, and almost completely disappeared into the night in a few flickeres.

Mao Wenfei didn't understand what was going on at first, but when he was a little sober, he looked at it with a little soberness, and suddenly screamed in fright, as sharp as a night owl, only to see a strong figure, countless blisters on his face were burned, and two blood streams flowed out of his closed eyes, although there were clothes on his body to cover it, but Mao Wenfei knew that those places would only be more serious than the exposed parts, what did he have to experience to be tortured to such an extent?

At this time, if you kick him in the face, it will definitely be easy to see!

"When... Boss?" Mao Wenfei asked tentatively, trembling.

"It's me. Hong Qinghai's voice is also a little hoarse, he does have a lot of treasures on his body, one of which is a Lingxi Recovery Pill, after taking it, he can have a ten-fold cultivation in the Qi refining period within two hours, and he can crush all opponents in normal times, but at this time he can only run, because his eyes can't see, his whole body is festering, as long as he takes off his clothes, the whole human skin will disappear, he is eavesdropping, and only by the sound can he judge Mao Wenfei's location, he really wants to kill Mao Wenfei, and he can also ignore him, but now he needs an eye.

"Boss, you..." Mao Wenfei began to tremble again, because he found that Hong Qinghai seemed to be stronger than before.

Hong Qinghai said: "Don't ask anything, just show me the way, go back to the village, quickly!"

Mao Wenfei's eyes lit up suddenly, Hong Qinghai had become like this, even if he wanted to kill himself, he couldn't do it, otherwise who would take care of the village?

Ecstasy in his heart, ecstasy on his face, Mao Wenfei's tone was very humble, and then he discerned the direction, stretched out his hand and pulled Hong Qinghai's sleeve: "In charge, we... Just go this way!"

"Are you sure?" Hong Qinghai hesitated, this hesitation was made for Mao Wenfei to see, which meant that although Lao Tzu was blind, he was not easy to deceive.

Mao Wenfei once again integrated into the role of the dog-headed military advisor, and after a moment of silence, the old god said: "Yes." ”

Maybe it's out of habit, or maybe he thinks Mao Wenfei is more afraid of death, although Hong Qinghai already hates the word "true" Words, or with Mao Wenfei began to walk, a few steps later has been full of strength, the foot suddenly stepped on, about to volley over, who thought that the feet suddenly empty, a heel planted down, his intuition is to fall into the pit, one palm suddenly pushed down, want to use the recoil force back to the ground, never expected, a palm actually slapped on the stake, the stake snapped, the body quickly fell, smashed on three or four stakes, the tip immediately came out of the body, pop.

Hong Qinghai exhaled painfully, his copper skin and iron bones had long since lost their effectiveness under the corrosion of quicklime water, in fact, it was him, and if he was replaced by other monks, he should have been fully cooked at this time.

A lot of blood flowed out of his mouth, and the severe pain made him open his eyes, it was a blood-red world, and he could barely see that Mao Wenfei's back had also penetrated two tips, and his mouth and nose were even redder, he should have vomited blood, he wanted to scold, but he had no strength, so he had to ask helplessly: "Sir... What do you mean by your words? Does it mean that it is not feasible?"

Mao Wenfei's mouth was full of blood, almost blocking his throat, and when he heard Hong Qinghai's question, he smiled and said, "... However..."

"Nima... Let's bury Lao Tzu..."Hong Qinghai's eyes burst out with a large ball of blood, his body stiffened, and then he softened.

"How do you know I'm not... Is it worth pulling a cushion..."Mao Wenfei laughed miserably, his head drooped, and only blood kept flowing from his mouth.

At this time, Duan Qing and Ding Wenwen chased after them, and in the light of the torches, the two figures in the trap had turned into porcupines, and they couldn't help but regret digging this pit, otherwise, they should be able to follow them to the village, and now they have to clean up the battlefield.

Hong Qinghai didn't lie, he did have a lot of materials that could be called treasures, there were even three stray fire bombs, a few charms, a few pills with different uses, and he actually found a stack of blank rune papers, there were more than 20 sheets, although it was only a primary, but it was also a big gain, and then he turned out two pieces of medicinal roots like sweet potatoes on Mao Wenfei's body, cut a small piece of skin, smelled it, and immediately knew that this was the most important material for refining Bigu Dan - Huang Jing!

Duan Qing put it away, and directly dug soil next to it to fill the pit, so there was another trap next to it.

The house is still burning, the fire is gradually getting bigger, from time to time the roof collapses, countless sparks are flying in the night sky, the naughty elf is lively, but it can bring disaster, not to mention that there are no facilities, even if there are, it is not something that two people can extinguish, you can only watch it continue to burn, this feeling is very bad, it makes people feel very powerless.

"What's next... Where are you going?" Ding Wenwen sat next to Duan Qing, who was arranging the trap, hugging her knees, her head resting on it, and the firelight reflected on her godless eyes, looking very weak.

Duan Qing laid the last piece of turf, smiled indifferently, and said, "Let's go, it's good to burn it down, since they can't find their stockade, they don't want to find us, just survive a few days." ”