At the foot of a mountain, the sound of swords clanged loudly, and Yan Beihong, who was approaching, quickly pulled Miao Yi to squat down behind a big stone, only to see more than a dozen people fighting fiercely at the foot of the mountain, and the screams kept ringing out.

And on the mountain cliff on the side, a blooming Qiongzhi jade leaf exudes a soft brilliance, and it is obvious that these people are fighting each other.

Miao Yi's eyes lit up as he stared at the soft white light on the mountain, and he was about to stretch out his finger to remind, but Yan Beihong quickly reached out to cover his mouth, signaling him not to make a sound.

Yan Beihong just glanced at the fairy grass more, and his attention was focused on the fighting crowd, holding the hilt of the knife in his hand, and waiting quietly.

There was a master in the fight, a person jumped and dodged and cut down more than a dozen people one after another, Zuihou raised his sword and glanced around, confirmed that there was no opponent, and then walked towards the mountain fairy grass.

At the moment when the opponent's mental state relaxed, Yan Beihong suddenly drew his knife and rushed out, jumped up in the air, and raised his knife to slash wildly.

The man reacted quickly, and the 'bell' looked back and raised his sword to block, and quickly turned around and fought angrily with Yan Beihong.

In an instant, the two of them were inseparable from each other, that person was obviously much higher than Yan Beihong's skills, just after a vicious battle, he still had the strength to block Yan Beihong's heavy knife attack, and the speed of the shot was faster than Yan Beihong.

After a while, Yan Beihong's body was already hung with color, and the knife in Zuihou's hand was also kicked away.

When a sword slashed at Yan Beihong's neck, Yan Beihong desperately grabbed the opponent's wrist with both hands, his thighs staggered the legs kicked by the other party, and the opponent's body was pressed together, holding the sword blade that had cut the skin of his neck, and the corners of his mouth were bloody, and his eyes were about to crack.

At the critical moment when the two were in a stalemate, seeing that Yan Beihong was about to be unable to bear it, the man suddenly kicked back.

Bang! Miao Yi, who rushed to sneak attack, was kicked and flew upside down.

But the man had a pig-killing knife stuck in his lower back, and blood was gurgling in his lower back.

The man covered his waist with one hand, and looked back at Miao Yi, who had struggled on the ground for a few times and didn't get up, and couldn't help but look angry, and his eyes instantly turned red, like a beast that wanted to eat people.

"Die!"

The opponent's strength was slack, and the opportunity could not be missed, Yan Beihong shouted angrily, grabbed the opponent's sword wrist, and hit the opponent's chest with an elbow strike, knocking the opponent staggered back.

Taking advantage of the situation, Yan Beihong, who grabbed the sword in his hand, jumped up, held the sword with both hands, and slashed down with a bright light.

Poof! Directly split the master's slanted shoulder.

Blood is flying, the victory and defeat have been divided, Yan Beihong stood with his sword, panting heavily, looking at Miao Yi who was covered with blood at the corner of his mouth and covered his chest with a painful face.

This feeling of escaping death made him laugh heartily and heroically.

Tearing up his clothes and bandaging the wound simply, Yan Beihong picked up the little food left by the other party, walked to Miao Yi's side, leaned over and grabbed Miao Yi's wrist and dragged him up.

After checking Miao Yi's pulse, he suddenly slapped a palm on Miao Yi's abdomen.

"Wow..." Miao Yi opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, but the chest tightness and shortness of breath turned over the river and the sea in his abdomen was relaxed, and the feeling of dying before was instantly eliminated.

"You and I don't know each other, is it worth it to work hard for me?" Yan Beihong asked with a smile as she stared at Miao Yi, whose face was pale.

Miao Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gave him a blank look, he had never seen such a wolf-hearted guy, and said angrily: "You are very skilled, I need you to be my bodyguard." ”

Yan Beihong waved his sword and pointed at the man who had just fallen, and asked in a deep voice: "His skills are better, wouldn't it be safer for you to help him?"

Miao Yi said expressionlessly: "It's because he is stronger that he doesn't need my help, and I've saved your life now!"

"Count your kid acquaintance, haha!" Yan Beihong looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and then patted Miao Yi on the back, "Don't look like a poor little lady, you have some internal injuries, and you can't die!"

The trace of vigilance he had always maintained against Miao Yi in his eyes finally disappeared completely, and he turned back and climbed up the mountain to pick the fairy grass in his hand, took it down, and the two of them enjoyed it together.

This fairy grass is only half a chopsticks long, with nine branches and nine leaves, crystal and jade, which can be described as Qiongzhi jade leaves, exuding a hazy halo. The tiny particles of light attached to the surface are floating, like a group of small fireflies flying around, and like the stars in the night sky, it is estimated that this is the origin of the name of the fairy grass 'Xinghua'.

Both of them saw this treasure for the first time, and they could only smell a refreshing faint fragrance when they brought their noses closer, unlike the fragrance of mountain flowers and wild flowers, which is easy to attract bees and butterflies.

"Good thing! Yan Beihong sighed twice, let Miao Yi smell the fragrance and appreciate it for a while before taking it back.

Miao Yi, whose eyes widened, watched as he wrapped the fairy grass in a piece of cloth and stuffed it into his arms.

Seeing that Miao Yi looked at him with strange eyes, Yan Beihong, who claimed the fairy grass as his own without the permission of his partner, clenched his fists and coughed a few times on the side of his mouth, and seemed to be a little embarrassed and said: "What, this plant belongs to me, and the next plant is yours." ”

Miao Yi looked at the way he came and asked, "You've already gotten the fairy grass, aren't you going back?"

"Do you think I look like such an unrighteous person?" Yan Beihong cheekily pushed Miao Yi to continue walking, "I'll continue to be your bodyguard, and when I grab your share, we'll go back together." But the bridge is back to the bridge, the road is back to the road, you kid don't think about me playing yin, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind. ”

Miao Yi was speechless, who said that he couldn't win against others, if the strength was reversed, would the other party dare to pocket the fairy grass without his consent?

Yan Beihong did not break her promise, and continued to rob people when she saw them in the next few days, and it seemed that she really wanted to grab a fairy grass for Miao Yi.

In his words, let's become immortals together!

However, almost all of the people who are still looking blindly are 'poor', and they have not picked fairy grass, and they are robbing for nothing.

Not breaking her promise was just the beginning, and in the end, Yan Beihong still broke her promise.

The two had walked to the farthest point of the safe zone on the map, reached the end of the safe zone, and further inside, the devil knows what was going on inside.

The two stood at the top of a hill and stopped at the end of a safe area, the mist gently wandering around them.

The place shrouded in fog in the distance is so mysterious, Yan Beihong seems to say to herself: "Brother, it's not me who broke my promise, go back, this ghost place has only been opened for a month, and now half a month has passed, and it will take a lot of time on the way back, and you won't be able to get out if it's late." On the way back, I tried my best, and maybe I could grab a fairy grass. ”

Miao Yi can understand his thoughts, and the other party can be regarded as benevolent and righteous to accompany him here, but...

"Did you hear anything?" Miao Yi suddenly let out a startled 'huh' and pointed to the unfathomable danger area opposite, "It seems to come from inside." ”

"Voice, what sound?" Yan Beihong was stunned, constantly tilting his head left and right, and his eyebrows gradually raised: "I didn't hear any sound!"

"Didn't you hear?" Miao Yi was a little strange, and tilted his head to listen again.

A sound of 'ding ding dong dong' came faintly like mountains and flowing water, and the high-pitched passion and tenderness between the melody and frustration were like water, which was obviously someone playing the piano.