Author: Ting Lan Tingyu

"Sister, where are you going?"

Doubao was stunned and subconsciously wanted to follow.

"Go to the back mountain to pick some mushrooms."

Ye Xiuyan didn't give him a chance, she just thought of a reason, picked up her backpack, and rushed out of the small courtyard like a gust of wind.

*

The deafening roar came from the nearby mountain col. By listening to the wind, I could tell that it happened to be the canyon where Ye Xiuyan and her brother caught crayfish yesterday.

Ye Xiuyan used Phantom Step and ran quickly along the mountain path. She came to the top of the canyon, hid behind a huge rock, and breathed steadily.

After her breathing rhythm stabilized, she sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, and quietly diffused her consciousness.

Two figures appeared in the field of vision.

One of them was the monk Laitou. His face was covered in blood and he was lying on the ground like mud. He was motionless and looked like he was dead.

Another person was floating in the stream, his hair covering his face. He couldn't see his appearance clearly, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The monk Laitou died.

Ye Xiuyan withdrew her consciousness and couldn't hide her shock.

It is unimaginable that a man who looked like he wanted to kill someone just now, and looked so vicious, was already dead in less than a stick of incense.

The shock lasted only three seconds, and she was overcome with uncontrollable excitement.

It's rare to see a cultivator, so you must not miss such a good opportunity.

Standing up with her hands on the ground, she walked around the boulder and rushed down the slope in one breath.

Went down to the bottom of the valley, carefully approached the body of the Laitou monk, and found the storage ring in his hand.

After taking off the storage ring, she suppressed her nausea, searched it carefully, took out two taels of silver from her pocket, made a fire magic weapon, and burned the body to ashes.

"Ahem."

A clear cough came from the stream, and the people floating on the water heard the chaotic noise and coughed twice weakly.

Ye Xiuyan's breath was stagnant, a little light gathered on her fingertips, and her eyes were alert.

"Ahem."

The man was seriously injured, his chest was shaking violently, and his breathing was unstable.

A gust of mountain wind blew by, and the stream flowed with the wind, blowing away the hair covering the face.

It's him!

Ye Xiuyan's pupils shrank, and the moment she saw her face clearly, her heart skipped a beat.

The person floating on the water is the young man in black who saved Wang Quan's family yesterday.

My mind flashed back to the first time I met him, he was pedaling on a cabin in the middle of the river and spinning in the air.

Her eyes fell on the pale face at this moment. She didn't know why, but her heart trembled violently, and she felt an inexplicable feeling of distress.

Maybe it was because of him.

He was targeted by a monk who wanted to kill someone and seize the treasure.

Fight to the death, one dead and the other injured.

She automatically imagined the plot of the fight between the two, put away her spiritual power, and walked slowly towards the stream.

*

Lin Jingcheng was floating on the water, feeling as if his whole body was falling apart.

In particular, two ribs were broken on the left side. Even though he had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, injuries from bumps and bumps were commonplace, and the pain at the corners of his eyes was still so painful that he was floating on the water and unable to move.

There was a slight sound of footsteps in his ears. He tensed up and opened his eyes suddenly. When the wound was touched, he took a deep breath in pain.

He twitched the corners of his mouth with a wry smile, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

This time I was really unlucky.

After learning the information about the miracle doctor from the servant's tip, I rushed over to look for him, but I didn't expect to be spotted in the wilderness countryside.

He is at the eighth level of Qi training. Monk Laitou has reached the Great Perfection stage of Qi training, and his magic power is much higher than him.

Moreover, the man was despicable and attacked him from behind, wounding him as soon as he came up.

If it weren't for his quick reactions and the life-saving talisman, he would be the one who was burned to ashes at this moment.
Chapter completed!