"Although I don't know its exact location, I have seen this grass in the canon of the demon clan. ”

"So as long as I see Necromantic Grass, then I will definitely recognize it. ”

"Good. ”

Ling Yan smiled with a little relief, thinking that the situation was not so bad after all, at least it was much better than the blind man's touch.

"Look, fairy!"

"There's a woodcutter there!"

Nalan stretched out his slender and muscular arm and pointed forward.

Ling Yan's heart moved, and he hurriedly looked in the direction he was pointing.

As far as the eye could see, I could indeed see a middle-aged man dressed as a woodcutter walking slowly in the mountains.

Immediately, I was overjoyed, and I thought that maybe I could ask the woodcutter for directions.

They have been collecting firewood in the mountains all year round, and they may know some useful information.

In the moment of her thoughts, the woodcutter had already picked up the stairs from the mountain.

Probably I had never seen such a handsome and beautiful man and woman as Ling Yan and Nalan, and the middle-aged woodcutter actually boldly walked up to the two of them and looked at them curiously.

As the young master of the demon clan, Nalan is the identity of one person and above ten thousand people, and he can even call the wind and rain in the Pimu Mound, and he has been looked at like this before.

So he frowned on the spot, ready to rush to the people to be angry.

Ling Yan saw that his face was different, and he knew that it must be the eldest young master's temper again, in order not to startle the woodcutter, Ling Yan hurriedly reached out and pushed Nalan who looked displeased.

Then he smiled at the woodcutter and asked, "Hello uncle, may I ask if this is Zhaoyao Mountain?"

Ling Yanren is beautiful, and his voice is as pleasant as a yellow bird out of the valley, and it sounds very comfortable.

The middle-aged woodcutter saw that this beautiful woman took the initiative to ask, so he also smiled politely at her and responded: "That's right, this is the famous Zhaoyao Mountain in the Eastern Wilderness, but I don't know what you two are doing here?"

"Oooh. ”

Hearing this, Ling Yan hurriedly responded: "The two of us are here to ask for medicine, I wonder if Uncle knows that there is an elixir called Necromantic Grass on this mountain?"

"Yes. ”

The middle-aged woodcutter replied nonchalantly, glanced at the two of them suspiciously, and asked in surprise, "What are you doing looking for the old necromancer grass?"

"To save a friend. ”

Ling Yan responded sincerely.

"Then I advise you to find another way!"

"This necromantic grass is not easy to find!" the woodcutter kindly reminded.

"Why?"

Ling Yan's heart moved, and he asked a little anxiously.

"You probably don't know yet!"

"Half a month ago, a person with five big and three thick bodies suddenly ran to Zhaoyao Mountain and removed all the necromantic grass on the mountain. ”

"Now in the entire Zhaoyao Mountain, I'm afraid it's difficult to find another necromantic grass. ”

"Who is so hateful?"

"It's too boring to pull out all the necromantic grass on the mountain, isn't it?" Nalan muttered with some dissatisfaction.

"It's not just boring!"

The middle-aged woodcutter also echoed indignantly: "After this person stripped out the necromantic grass, he also forcibly snatched away the necromantic grass stored in the nearby villagers' homes, which is really hateful. ”

"What is it that is so rude?"

Ling Yan frowned, and asked a little angrily.

"I don't know. ”

The middle-aged woodcutter shook his head and said helplessly: "I only know that this person is born with five big and three rough, and his name seems to be called Bingyi, who is born to control water, and his temper is not very good." ”

"It's him!"

When Ling Yan heard this name, a sense of horror came from his heart.

Nalan also fell into contemplation for the first time.

The middle-aged woodcutter saw that the two of them were silent, so he could only shake his head helplessly and go down the mountain alone with firewood.

After the middle-aged woodcutter walked away, Nalan pouted curiously: "Isn't Bingyi one of the eight trees in Guilin?"

"How could he suddenly run to Zhaoyao Mountain and wipe out all the necromantic grass?"

"I think I probably know. ”

Ling Yan nodded as if he suddenly realized, and muttered gloomily: "Bingyi is indeed one of the Eight Trees of Guilin. ”

"According to legend, this person was transformed by the Xuan Ice in the ancient period, and was born to control any flow of water in the world, and was a rare powerhouse, whose strength was comparable to that of some ancient gods. ”

"The reason why I came to Zhaoyao Mountain to find the Necromantic Grass is most likely to save the boss of the Eight Trees in Guilin!"

"Oh!"

I understand!

After Ling Yan's reminder, Nalan suddenly woke up like a dream.

Then he muttered confidently: "When I was on Chiyan Mountain that day, I seemed to have heard Chiyan, the youngest of the Eight Trees in Guilin, say that their eldest brother seemed to have been severely injured by the Great God of the Buddha on Xuandan Mountain. ”

"And the reason why Chiyan went to the Chiyan Ancient Cave to find the Ten Thousand Years of Leaving the Fire Red Lotus was to bring their eldest brother back to life. ”

"It's the same reason why I want to come to this Bingyi to find the Necromantic Grass!"

"That makes sense. ”

Ling Yan bowed his head slightly, and said indignantly: "This damn Bingyi is really a stupid pig, he only needs a necromantic grass to save people, but he has stripped out all the necromantic grass sitting on the mountain, which can be described as a stupid thing." ”

"Hmph. ”

Nalan could only sneer helplessly when he heard this, but he didn't know what to say.

He has seen the stupidity of Guilin Bashu.

When he was in Chiyan Mountain, he had really felt Chiyan's courageous and unscrupulous behavior, so he didn't feel strange about Bingyi's behavior at all.

"So what do we do now?"

"Do you want to go into the mountains to find the Necromantic Grass?"

Ling Yan looked at Nalan helplessly, at this moment, except for Nalan, she seemed to have no one else to rely on.

"Of course!"

Nalan didn't think about it without hesitation, and reminded without hesitation: "I don't believe that there won't even be a single necromantic grass on this great swaggering mountain. ”

"No matter how great Bingyi's ability is, it is impossible to find out all the necromantic grass and get rid of it, right?"

"What's more, I listened to the woodcutter's tone, it seems that in addition to the necromantic grass on this mountain, there seems to be storage in the villagers' homes!"

"That's right!"

After Nalan's reminder, Ling Yan recalled the words of the woodcutter.

Obviously, in addition to the mountain, the villagers below the mountain also seem to have stored necromantic grass.

Thinking of this, Ling Yan secretly sighed that he was not calm enough, and he didn't capture such important information just now, and he was really stunned.

After thinking about it, Xiyan glanced at the majestic Zhaoyao Mountain, his body was in a trance, and he quickly galloped towards the top of the mountain.

The green gauze skirt fluttering in the wind refracted the same good-looking color in the sun, Ana's figure was slender and agile, and Nalan who was standing in place looked a little stupid.

By the time he woke up from his intoxication, Ling Yan's figure had already wandered into the verdant woods in the mountains.