"Hey!"

Sure enough, after seeing the poisonous dragon grass, the flower fox suddenly sounded a dangerous snoring, and the hair was wide open, and the back was slightly arched, as if it were full of bows and arrows.

"Wes!"

After a moment, Fang Yuan heard a response from Bai Shidui. A thin long black line crawled out, raised half of his body, spit a purple-red letter, and made a threatening gesture.

"This is... snake?"

He looked at the long snake that suddenly appeared, and some of them were cold.

The snake is about three feet long, the thumb is thick, and the black scales are light, with a section of veins like veins. The most important thing is that the tail is white, like a string of beads, and the teeth are sharp and sharp. The top of the head is a large sarcoma, like a purple pearl, full of glory and faint light.

"The bead snake?"

Fang Yuan immediately linked it to several powerful poisons in Qingling Mountain mentioned by the grievances: "No... ordinary bead snakes, where is this slender? And there should be no such sarcoma on the top of the head... ”

He is very certain that this bead-tail snake is not a beast, but it must be more fierce than the ordinary bead.

"Hey!"

At this time, the flower fox is a claw and a slow step forward.

Looking at a fur-covered flower fox, this mutant bead snake is very taboo, and it is in a circle, and the snake head makes a fuss.

"Yes... Flower fox scorpion was originally a natural enemy of snakes. At this time it was a beast. I got the increase of my spiritual tea. It should be able to win it..."

The bead-tailed snake was extremely poisonous. Fang Yuan could have no confidence to deal with the hatchet and antidote on his hand. He quickly escaped and watched the movement in the field nervously.

The two beasts looked at each other for a long time, and the flower fox suddenly flashed and swooped a few steps.

"Wes!"

The bead-tailed snake opened its scales and shot a translucent thin line from the cavities, like a flying arrow.

"Poisoning?"

Fang Yuan saw the cold sweat DC next to him, knowing that he was on the next one, and that there was no hope of hiding.

call out!

At this time, the flower fox in the air is a light turn, like lightning, avoiding the poison arrow, the body is turned into a white line, fluttering into the white stone array between the electric and the flint, the front paws are pressed and held. The neck of the bead-tailed snake, letting its tail entangle, open the giant kiss, revealing the sharp front teeth, and ruthlessly rushing down.

Hey!

Just a bite, the half of the bead-tail snake disappeared.

"Well done!"

Fang Yuan was overjoyed and rushed over.

He first looked at the whereabouts of the poisonous arrow of the bead-tailed snake. It was not only that the soil was black, but even the stones were eroded out of the pits, and they could not help but **** in the air.

"Flower foxes, it’s not bad!"

Fang Yuan repeatedly praised and carefully dumped the poisonous dragon grass: "Well, with this, and with the previous Samsung grass, a leaf, and this bead snake... Master's left "Yu Wang Ling" material is complete. !"

The name of this prescription is scary. In fact, it is a detoxifying medicine. It can turn a hundred poisons. Even when it comes to the ghost gate, it is also like a king.

"Rely! You eat less, this snake is still useful!"

After the completion of the calculation, Fang Yuan suddenly saw the flower fox scorpion already holding the bead-tail snake, as if the sugar cane was smashed halfway, and a purple-green snake python was dug up and swallowed.

"Fortunately... the poison sac remains..."

Fang Yuan has been carefully examined in the past, and this is a relief.

Even if the **** of the flower fox is different from the **** of the flower, it is still taboo and does not dare to eat it.

......

"This time I entered the mountain, although I didn't find the fertilizer, the material of the king's order was collected. After returning, it was adjustable..."

On the way back, Fang Yuan’s mood was quite good.

Although the effect is magical, the configuration is not complicated. It only needs to mix several materials in proportion. The difficulty is that the materials are rare.

"With this, if you go out for a walk in the future, it will be convenient..."

Fang Yuan was stunned, and suddenly, his face changed.

In front of him, there was a broken tree, and the ancient wood with a thick waist was cut off by the waist.

This is of course nothing, but at the break, a clear palm print is conspicuous!

"Manpower, break the war?!"

Fang Yuan looked solemn and looked at some of the messy traces nearby: "Where are you fighting each other? Did you go all the way to Qingling Mountain?"

"Hey!"

The white flower foxes watched all of this, and the hair was upside down and became tense.

"Go, keep up and have a look!"

After all, Fang Yuan was still a teenager. When he was curious, he couldn’t help himself anymore. He directly yelled at the flower fox.

The flower fox sniffed the ground and suddenly found a direction to chase it up.

Fang Yuan followed closely, and immediately saw more messy footprints, as well as blood.

"It is indeed a chase, and this destructive power..."

Fang Yuan’s look is solemn, and when the sound appears in front, it slows the pace to the limit.

"Han Shou... traitor..."

In the vagueness, with the mountain wind, a burst of vocals came over.

Fang Yuan did not dare to go forward, looked around, and took a chance to climb a big tree, completely covering his body shape with a thick and solid canopy, and looked up.

He was lucky, and it was a grassland. The two figures were confrontational, black and white, and he did not seem to find his peek.

"Senior brother... I am wrong, forgive me..."

Fang Yuan came not to be the time, the battle was clearly at the end, the black man was defeated, and he was spurted in the middle of his chest, vomiting blood, and immediately squatted down and pleaded for mercy.

Looking at this scene, Fang Yuan only felt that his heart was ruined by half of the martial arts master.

"Oh... it seems that the master doesn’t necessarily have to be good.... It’s so powerful before, now the situation is wrong, and it’s quick to take the soft clothes immediately...”

He stood and spoke without hesitation, thinking about himself and thinking about it, and did not stand on the standpoint of those who were in the arms.

Being stunned by the black man, the white man seems to be awkward, and the right palm is lifted, but the face is red, and he screams loudly.

In the vagueness, Fang Yuan only heard the words of 'rebellious door' and 'treasures', but it is not very clear.

Just when he thought that the good play was over and he was ready to go first, the field changed suddenly!

The black man suddenly rushed out, and a punch was printed on the chest of the white man!

Hey!

The piercing bone cracking sound, even though Fang Yuan heard it clearly here, but the white man retaliated and slammed, it was also very powerful. The black man also ate a palm, wounded and injured, but vomited blood and laughed, very proud.

"Oh... this man is hazy!"

Fang Yuan looked awkward: "The last turn, it is a big reversal!"

At this time, I saw the black man squatting forward and seemed to want to find something from the white man who fell to the ground, but the body swayed and fell.

"Well? Both lose and hurt? It seems that the martial arts of white clothes is still higher than the black clothes, and the mortal counterattack can be so powerful!"

Fang Yuanma sneaked out of the tree and came to the edge of the battlefield. He did not dare to approach.

I have to say that before the two men struggled and destroyed the aftermath, some scared him, so that he did not dare to approach.

In particular, the last black man who survived was too deceitful. If he perceives that he is peeping beside him and wants to lie to him and die, then he will not smash his body.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan immediately picked up a stone and squatted on the black man.

boom!

no response.

Oh, then throw it!

boom!

Still not responding.

Fang Yuan was suspicious, and finally picked a piece of the biggest stone, exhausted his strength and threw it.

Hey!

Fracture...

"Is this all unresponsive? Is it so heavy?"

Fang Yuan squinted at the purple-red blood on the ground, and he felt like he was gathering in the creek.

"Flower fox, you used to bite his neck, be careful not to force!"

Fang Yuan took a long time to let the flower fox squat forward to the black man, and then he went to see it.

The white man has long since become a corpse, with a thick face, about thirty years old.

It was this black man who was too long to pass, that is, his chin was slightly sharp and it looked a bit cloudy. At this time, his face was pale as paper, not only the chest was sunken, but the ribs did not know how many roots were broken, and one thigh was cut off by himself. It can be said that the disaster is not alone.

"This person is hazy...but there are still some use values..."

Fang Yuan started with the step package, and soon the two people searched it all over. The black man had nothing on his body, so Fang Yuan secretly slandered the poor, but in the pocket of the white man, there was a flint, gold leaf, There are also two bottles of good wound medicine. Maybe the black man just wanted to look for this. It hurts too much, and he fainted directly.

"This medicine is good, it should be famous in the outside world, but unfortunately... I don't know..."

After some inspections, and did not find the most wanted martial arts secrets, Fang Yuan looked at the rest of the black man this trouble, his face was awkward.

Immediately, he bit his teeth, made up his mind, dug a pit, buried the white man, and looked at the black man, his eyes complex.

......

"Don't... don't come over!"

In the dream, the brothers are covered in blood and come to ask for their fate.

Han Shou screamed and woke up.

Underneath, it was a hard bed with a soft curve in the hard, surrounded by some wooden furniture, looking a bit rudimentary.

But for him who has been chased to this day, it is simply paradise.

"What happened? I didn't end up..."

Han Shou is a spirit, wants to struggle to climb, but finds that he is hurt too much, not only the chest, but even the thighs are extremely painful, it is not surprising.

He was printed on the chest by the master with a broken mountain palm. It was remembered clearly, but when was he even hurt so badly on his legs?

And, how did he come here? Where is this place?

"Are you finally awake?"

With a bang, the door opened, and an ordinary boy walked in with a medicine bowl. It seemed to be a long sigh of relief: "That day, when you see the medicine, you are scared to death. Fortunately, God bless you. ......"

He raised Han Shou and seemed to want to feed him.

Han Shouqiang sat up and looked at the unmoved clothes on his body, especially the boots on his right foot. This was a long sigh of relief.