When it was completely dark, the bonfire was already lit in the forest, and the game that was being roasted by the fire had already emitted the aroma of real meat, wafting into the air, making people salivate, especially those who were hungry like Shui Qing.

"Sister Qing, if you're hungry, eat first!" Xiao Li finished speaking, tearing off a piece of barbecue meat with his hand and handing it to Shui Qing beside him.

"Brother, aren't you hungry?" Shui Qing stretched out his hand to take it, and did not immediately put it in his mouth, but just glanced at Xiao Li in a daze and asked.

"I'll eat later. Xiao Li said, his gaze slowly moving to the other side.

Following Xiao Li's gaze, you can see that Qiu Hongye is detoxifying Ye Qiuxiang. The two of them sat cross-legged with their eyes closed, and they didn't know how long it took, Ye Qiuxiang's body suddenly convulsed, and she spit out a mouthful of black blood, and only slowly opened her eyes after a while.

"Miss Ye, how do you feel?" asked Ma Zhong, who had been waiting next to Ye Qiuxiang, with a nervous face.

"I think I'm fine, I feel much better......" Ye Qiuxiang said very lightly, but seeing that her face was indeed much better than before.

"That's good......" Ma Zhongchang breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Qiu Hongye behind Ye Qiuxiang, and asked with concern: "Senior Qiu, are you okay?"

Qiu Hongye was already sweating at this time, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his cheeks, and when he heard this, he slowly opened his eyes and said, "Don't get in the way, as long as Miss Ye is safe." ”

"This time I really got a lot of you, Senior Qiu, of course, I have to thank Brother Xiao for the medicine. Ma Zhong said and looked back at Xiao Li not far away, and nodded to him to express his gratitude.

Xiao Li only nodded slightly in response to Ma Zhong, and did not speak.

At this time, Qiu Hongye's face became more and more ugly, his face suddenly twitched, and he instinctively touched his chest with his hand, as if he wanted to vomit.

"Senior Qiu, how do you feel?" Ma Zhong hurriedly supported Qiu Hongye and hurriedly asked.

Qiu Hongye waved his hand, shook his head lightly and said, "Maybe it's too lucky, I'll just rest for a while." ”

"Thank you...... Save me......" Ye Qiuxiang slowly turned around and squatted in front of Qiu Hongye and said sincerely.

"As long as I can, I won't let you have any problems. Qiu Hongye said.

"Okay, since everyone is fine, let's go eat something together to satisfy our hunger!" Ma Zhong suggested, "You can only get better when you are full." ”

"Eat first, don't worry about me, I have to breathe for a while. After Qiu Hongye finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and said no more.

Seeing this, Ma Zhong didn't want to disturb him anymore, so he said to Ye Qiuxiang: "Miss Ye, let's eat first, just leave a little food for Senior Qiu." ”

Ye Qiuxiang's stomach was also rumbling with hunger at this time, so she only bowed her head slightly and agreed, and didn't say anything.

Soon, the four of them gathered around the campfire, and after a while, they had divided up their prey, and each of them had filled their stomachs. Of course, before this, they had pre-arranged Qiu Hongye's share early in the morning, and they would send it to him when he finished pranayama.

However, Qiu Hongye is like an old monk who has entered the meditation, and he has not seen any movement for a long time. During the waiting time, Ma Zhong suddenly waved to Shui Qing as if he remembered something important, and said to her: "Sister, I have something I want to talk to you alone, can you come over here?"

Shui Qing winked at Ma Zhong in surprise, and then glanced at Xiao Li beside him, as if asking for his consent.

Xiao Li said: "Don't mind, go over......"

So, Shui Qing got up from the ground and walked towards Ma Zhong.

Ma Zhong took Shui Qing to a secluded place quite far away, and after making sure that there was no one around, he whispered to Shui Qing: "Sister, in fact, there is nothing special, I just want to ask you a small question, I hope you can answer truthfully." ”

"What's the problem?" Shui Qing's eyes flashed like rubies, and he looked curiously at the unfamiliar Ma Zhong in front of him.

"Didn't you apply medicine to Sister Ye just now?" asked Ma Zhong.

"That's right!" Shui Qing nodded of course, still confused.

"That'...... Did you notice her ...... Is there a petal-like mark on her buttocks?" asked Ma Zhong with some embarrassment.

"What mark?" Shui Ling seemed to understand, "I only see blackened wounds......

"Uh, I mean birthmarks, do you know what birthmarks are?" Ma Zhong asked, scratching his head.

Shui Qing shook his head and said, "I don't really know what you want to know, but I don't have the petal-like imprint you said. ”

"Oh, is that really the case?" Ma Zhong muttered to himself, "Could it be that the wound was washed away? It can't be such a coincidence, right? Or is Miss Ye really not the sister of Senior Qiu?"

"Big brother, do you have any other questions?" Shui Qing looked up at Ma Zhong and asked in a true way.

"Sister, did you see it clearly at that time?" Ma Zhong was still not reconciled, and then asked: "Or did you only look at one side and ignore the other side?"

"Sister Ye was just bitten on the right side of her buttocks, of course I only looked at the right side!" said Shui Qing, of course.

Ma Zhong immediately fell silent when he heard this, he knew that there was no need to ask any more, so he gently patted Shui Qing's shoulder and said, "It's okay, let's go back! However, don't talk to anyone else about our conversation just now, can you agree to my little request?"

"Don't worry, I won't say it. Shui Qing threw out an innocent smile, "I won't say this kind of shameful thing!"

Ma Zhong listened to it for some reason, his face was hot again, recalling the night when he was drunk, he had an inextricable relationship with Ye Qiuxiang in a daze, and an inexplicable feeling came to his heart, and for a while, he came to Ye Qiuxiang's side unconsciously.

"Brother Ma, what did you say to Sister Shui Qing?" Ye Qiuxiang saw that Ma Zhong was a little absent-minded, and asked softly.

Ma Zhong raised his head suddenly after a moment, glanced at Ye Qiuxiang hurriedly, woke up like a dream, and said, "Ah...... Nothing, just ...... I asked if your wound mattered. ”

When Ye Qiuxiang heard this, she suddenly lowered her head slightly, and said, "This kind of thing, you can just ask me directly?"

"By the way, is your wound still painful?" Ma Zhong asked hurriedly.

"With the medicine, it should be fine. ”

"That's good...... That's good......" Ma Zhong muttered, feeling a little confused, so he avoided Ye Qiuxiang for a while, took a few steps to the side, and sat down, as if he fell into a deep thought, and stopped speaking.

In an inconspicuous town, there is an inconspicuous old man who sets up a stall, but because he has been setting up a stall for a long time, almost everyone in the town recognizes him. However, what is puzzling is that he only sells one thing when he sets up a stall, which is a big knife that does not look flashy in appearance, nor domineering, and even a little rustic.

Although this town is not prosperous, because it is close to the imperial capital, it is also the only place to go to the imperial capital in addition to the demon domain, so there are still many talented people in the town.

The reason why the old man's knife has never been sold is because he has never found a buyer who can afford it.

On this day, it was noon, the sun was high, and the sun was hot. The old man still set up a stall on the street under the scorching sun as always, and what he sold was still just a big knife that seemed to be ordinary.

An eye-catching delisting was erected on the old man's stall, which read: "Peerless and good knives, only sold by those who are destined." It was this delisting that attracted a young man passing by, who was handsome and heroic, and it was Gu Changhong, the young dart head of the Changfeng Dart Bureau.

Although the Changfeng Dart Bureau was wiped out, fortunately, Gu Changhong, the head of the young dart, escaped, and he has been traveling all over the world to come here, intending to enter the emperor for development, and by the way, inquire about the news of a person.

When Gu Changhong came to the old man's stall, he stopped, he glanced at the delisting on the stall, and then asked the old man: "Uncle, what is the price of this knife?"

"Priceless ......," the old man said as he looked at the stranger in front of him, his deep gaze gradually exuding a little frightened.

"Priceless?" Gu Changhong asked curiously, "Then what is a destined person?"

"As long as this boy can pull the knife out of its sheath, you are its master. The old man said.

"What's so difficult about this?" asked Gu Changhong with a lot of doubts.

"Childe can give it a try. The old man said and lifted the big knife and stretched it out to Gu Changhong.

Gu Changhong took the knife, and for some reason, he suddenly felt an unprecedented excitement, and muttered, "It's really a good knife!"

"Can you tell it's a good knife?" asked the old man.

Gu Changhong didn't say a word, his right hand was tightly held on the handle of the knife, and with a burst of excitement, he suddenly exerted his strength, and with a "bang", the knife was unsheathed in his hand.

"Ah!" exclaimed the old man, "this ...... Thank goodness that I finally found someone to do today!"

"It's as simple as that?" Gu Changhong said excitedly, carefully looking at the knife in his hand, as if he had found a treasure, "This treasure knife really belongs to me?"

"Since you can pull out this knife, it means that you are the master of one in a million, but ......" The old man stopped talking, stared at Gu Changhong with strange eyes, and didn't say any more.

"But what?" Gu Changhong then asked.

"Childe, can you come with me to the Humble House, I have something to ask you. The old man said.

"It's okay, please lead the way. ”

So, after a while, the old man took Gu Changhong to his home, beckoned him to sit down, and then said in a true scripture: "I don't know what the son is called, and who is the father?"

Gu Changhong didn't want to mention family matters anymore, but after a while, he finally decided to answer truthfully: "Junior Gu Changhong, my father is the head of the Changfeng Dart Bureau, but unfortunately the family is unfortunate and the middle way is in decline......"

"Are you really the young dart head of the Changfeng Dart Bureau?" asked the old man in surprise, his pupils rapidly dilated.

"Yes, why is the old man so shocked?" Gu Changhong was also frightened, hugged his fists and asked, "Dare to ask the seniors who are ......?"

"It turns out that it's really the young master!" said the old man, who quickly got up and knelt down in front of Gu Changhong.