Chapter 4

At the foot of a mountain, the sound of swords jingles. Yan Beihong, who is approaching, quickly pulls Miao Yi to squat down behind a big stone. At the foot of the mountain, more than a dozen people are fighting fiercely at the foot of the mountain.

And on the side of the mountain, a blooming jade leaf exudes a soft light, why these people fight is obvious.

Fairy grass? Miao Yi stares at the soft white light on the mountain. His eyes brighten. He is about to stretch out his finger to remind him. However, Yan Beihong quickly reaches out to cover his mouth and signals him not to make a sound.

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

During the battle, an expert jumped and dodged, and cut down more than ten people in succession. Finally, he took his sword and looked around to make sure there was no opponent. Then he went to the mountain grass.

At the moment when the other party's mental state relaxed, Yan Beihong fiercely drew his knife and rushed out. He jumped up in the air and cut wildly.

The man responded quickly. "Dang" looked back, raised his sword and quickly turned to fight with Yan Beihong.

In an instant, the two men were hard to part with their swords and swords. The man's skill was much higher than Yan Beihong's. after a fierce battle, he still had the strength to block Yan Beihong's heavy knife attack, and his hand speed was faster than Yan Beihong's.

After a while, Yan Beihong's body has been hung with color, and finally his knife is kicked away by others.

When a sword cleaves to Yan Beihong's neck, Yan Beihong grabs each other's wrists with both hands. His thighs are staggered by the opponent's kicking leg, and they are against each other's body. They hold on to the sword edge that has cut his neck skin, and his mouth is covered with blood, and he is ready to crack.

At the critical moment when they were in a stalemate, Yan Beihong could not bear it. The man suddenly kicked him.

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

But the man's back waist but inserted a pig knife, blood in the back of the Gu Gu DC.

The man covered his back waist with one hand and turned to look back at Miao Yi, who had struggled on the ground for several times but did not get up. He could not help but look angry and his eyes turned red instantly, as if he were a beast trying to eat people.

"Die!"

The opponent's strength is slack, and there is no time to lose. Yan Beihong yells angrily, grabs the opponent's sword wrist, and hits the opponent's chest with an elbow, which makes him stagger back.

Taking advantage of the situation, Yan Beihong jumped up with the sword flower in his hand, holding the sword in both hands and splitting it with a bright light.

Poof! Split the master to the shoulder.

The blood is flying, and the victory or defeat has been divided. Yan Beihong stands on his sword and gasps heavily. He looks at Miao Yi, who is covered with blood in his mouth, and laughs with pain.

This feeling of escape from death made him laugh heartily.

After tearing his clothes and simply bandaging the wound, Yan Beihong picks up the food left by the other party, goes to Miao Yi, bends down and grabs Miao Yi's wrist and pulls him up.

After giving Miao Yi a pulse, he suddenly slaps him on his abdomen.

"Wow..." Miao Yi opens his mouth and spits out a large mouthful of blood. However, his chest is stuffy and his breath is short. His tumultuous abdomen is relaxed. His feeling of being cut off before is instantly eliminated.

"Is it worth your while to know me?" Yan Beihong stares at the pale Miao Yi and asks with a smile.

Miao Yi wiped the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth and turned him white. He had never seen such a tough guy. He didn't have a good airway: "you're good at it. I need you to be my bodyguard."

Yan Beihong waved his sword at the man who had just fallen down and asked in a deep voice, "his skill is better. Isn't it safer for you to help him?"

Miao Yi said without expression: "because he is stronger, he doesn't need my help, and now I've saved your life!"

"You are wise, ha ha!" Yan Beihong looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. Then he patted Miao Yi on the back, "don't look like a little girl. You've got some internal injuries and you can't die!"

At last, the vigilance that he had kept to Miao Yi disappeared completely. He went back to climb the mountain and picked up the fairy grass. He took it down and enjoyed it together.

This plant is only half of the length of the chopsticks, nine branches and nine leaves, crystal jade run, can be said to be qiongzhi Yuye, emitting a hazy halo. The surface layer is covered with tiny particles of light floating around, like a group of small fireflies flying around, and like stars in the night sky. It is estimated that this is the origin of the name "Xinghua" of Xiancao.

It was the first time for both of them to see the baby. They could only smell a breath of refreshing fragrance with their noses close. It was not as easy to attract bees and butterflies as the fragrance of wild flowers.

"Good thing! It's a fairy grass. " Yanbeihong tut two times, let Miao Yi smell the smell of fragrance, appreciate for a while and then take it back.

Miao Yi, whose eyes widened, looks at him wrapping up the fairy grass with a piece of cloth and stuffing it into his arms.

Seeing Miao Yi's strange look at his eyes, he takes the fairy grass as his own without the permission of his partner. Some Yan Beihong clenched his fist and coughed a few times. He seemed a little embarrassed and said, "well, this one belongs to me, and the next one is yours."

Miao Yi looks at the road and asks, "you've got the fairy grass. Don't you go back?"

"Do you think I'm so ungrateful?" Yan Beihong brazenly pushed Miao Yi forward. "I will continue to be your bodyguard. When I get your share, we will go back together. Do not cross the bridge to the bridge, the road back to the road, you boy, don't think about me this play Yin, otherwise don't blame me impolitenessMiao Yi is speechless. Who says that he can't win others? If the strength is changed, does the other party dare to take the Xiancao into his pocket without his own consent?

Yan Beihong didn't break his promise. He continued to rob people the next day. It seemed that he really wanted to grab a fairy grass for Miao Yi.

In his words, let's be immortal together!

However, almost all the people who are still looking for it are "poor people". They have not collected the fairy grass, and the robbery is also a white robbery.

No reneging on his promise was just the beginning, and Yan Beihong finally broke his promise.

They had already reached the farthest point of the safe area on the map, reached the end of the safe area, and then went inside. Ghost knew what was going on inside.

They stood at the top of a mountain, stopped at the end of the safe area, and strolled around in the mist.

The place shrouded in the mist is so mysterious that Yan Beihong seems to be saying to himself: "brother, I didn't break my promise. Turn back. It's only one month since this ghost place was opened. Now half a month has passed. It will take a lot of time on the way back. I can't get out late. I'll try my best on the way back. Maybe I can grab a fairy grass. "

Miao Yi can understand his idea, the other party can accompany him to come here, but

"Did you hear anything?" Miao Yi suddenly exclaimed, "eh," pointing to the unfathomable danger area on the opposite side, "as if it came from inside."

"Voice? What's the sound? " Yan Beihong was stunned and kept turning her head and ears. Her eyebrows were gradually raised and she said, "I didn't hear any sound."

"Didn't you hear me?" Miao Yi is a little strange and listens to him again.

A burst of "Ding Ding Dong Dong" was heard like a mountain and flowing water. The rhythm of the music was very rhythmic. It was clear that someone was playing the piano.

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