His eyes turned sharply, and the blood of the Zongshou body gradually gathered. Just wanting to show the sword, but see Gong Xianran's figure, slamming in front of him. The soul is rushing, stretching forward with one hand, and a cold voice in the mouth: "Retreat!"

The five fingers of the jade hand are open. A small khaki-colored psionic power burst appeared in vain. A strong repulsive force immediately forced the wing rat to retreat and fly back outside.

Then, the next moment, he was killed by a martial artist who was shot in time.

"Good risk! Just talking about it, I almost forgot that this is blood valley."

Seeing the squirrel, it was smashed into minced meat. Gong Xinran had a slap in the chest and then worried about it. "Is it a little tired? If you can't, then go back and talk, or take a break for a while. My ancestors though Some relics are around, but there is no need to catch a life."

Gao Yi, a bitter smile in front, looked back with apologetic eyes: "Nothing, just a moment of negligence. A little third-order beast, still able to cope. The squirrel is too embarrassed. Some carelessly - ”

Zongshou’s gaze was slightly cold, and he looked up and down slightly and gloomy.

Is it just a negligence? As a martial artist's experience in the past, he did not give up control of the surrounding situation even when he was talking. The squirrel, the timing of the rush is too clever. The few secret martial artists nearby are not just stopping.

Half a day ago, I felt that there were a few people in this high place, and his eyes were not correct. At that time, I thought it was an illusion, I just kept up with the road. The dry Tianshan and Longling City are far apart, and there is no conflict of interest between them. Therefore, he always thought that it was his own illusion.

It was not until now that it was really sure. This Gao Yi is indeed a murder to his heart! I don’t know why, but what is the reason?

There is no grudge between the two people, saying that it is because of Gong Xin’s embarrassment, but it does not make sense. His sister, obviously, only treats him as a younger brother. With this person's life and character, there is no reason to be like him, and there is no recognized waste material.

It’s hard to make a relic of Gong Xianran’s ancestors? It’s just this high-yield. It’s not the owner of the Longling City’s high family. A day-walking spiritual master, even if the relics around him, how precious, after all, after three thousand years. Is it necessary to seal his mouth before those relics arrive?

The doubts in the heart are more prosperous, and I can’t think of it. Zong Shou did not dare to have any slightest intentions. One might not have two. After a little meditation, I took out some of the medicine and applied it to myself.

Then he took out a few silver needles with fine hairs and painted runes, and sneaked into his ears and the side of the eyebrows.

Immediately, I only felt hearing and vision, and suddenly increased. The previous vision can only be seen about five hundred feet before the body. At the moment, within a thousand feet, everything is a must see.

The volume heard in the ear also increased by nearly ten times, just like that day, when he opened up the sea of ​​souls. Everything in the vicinity of the beasts, even the wind and the grass, are all heard in the ears.

This is to control the surrounding movements, not to be counted. Can be a sect, just just mask some useless sound. I heard a few people in front of me, and I heard a few comments about the hairspring.

"It's a pity... less master, this person... nothing bad!"

"Still!! Don't make a self-assertion! This person's identity... I am in my hands, it's not right... I can't get away with the relationship..."

"...the little girl likes it, forget it! Don't care... dry Tianshan Shizi... the dead person, the waste person, know how?"

"But that thing... is crucial... the less people know..."

"This is a simple matter... and when we go out, we will say... There are people who are outside in the back...and even the one is coming..."

The sounds are vague and unclear. Even with the recognition of the lip language, it is incomplete. Only the fierce glimpses that appeared in the eyes of the secret martial artists from time to time made Zong Shou’s heart sink again.

When you have to listen carefully, the few people have already stopped talking. On the high-face, it is still full of gentle smiles, and there is no such thing as an abnormality.

A thick killing in the chest, for a moment, only forced to go down.

The prime snow has a beast-like intuition. If you are subconscious, you will lean on the side of the body. One hand is also a sword, and the look is more vigilant.

The beasts on the corpse of the corpse are rarer, but the strength is even stronger. They are all close to the peak of the third order. Even the cold tiger, it is quite difficult to deal with it. If it is too long, it will be harder to get out of the herd.

Fortunately, at this time, it was not the animal tide period, and the pedestrians were careful. Try to take the remote roads around the mountains, luck is very good, only a total of four or five. The strength is tyrannical, and no danger has been encountered.

About two thousand feet away, a group of people are on the mountainside, wandering around to find.

Zong Shou is worried about Gong Xinran. He wanted to be stupid, but he did not find it. It is best to drag it to the night, the beasts on the mountain are violent, so that these people temporarily give up the best.

Until I saw the high-powered people, they were all intolerant. Even Gong Xinran, but also gradually frowning, want to stop. Zong Shou will not be able to drag on.

Silently sighed, Zong Shou looked around and patrolled. After a while, his face flashed slightly and strode forward.

I saw it not far away, at the foot of a boulder, it was a cluster of reddish brown grass. About half a person is tall and the leaves are green.

The spirit grass of the corpse mountain is slightly poisonous. Zong Shou went to the front, took out a leather glove and carefully pulled out a strain. First, fill in a trace of infuriating, followed by a drop of blood on it.

When the blood is absorbed, a red vein is immediately visible on the leaf. Only a little recognizable, I know that this grass is exactly the same as the veined grass in his memory.

Hundreds of grasses here, Zong Shou recognized one by one, and actually picked out about 50 strains. This number is enough for him to refine the medicine, which is more than enough. It is amazing that the ends of this veined grass have their own tens of rice grains, which are like wheat spikes.

The pulse grass has only one result in a hundred years, and the clump of grass in his hand is obviously more than three hundred years old, so it grows so strong.

"Sure enough, it is a thing that nobody cares about. If it is changed for 10,000 years, even if it is only ten years of veins, it is rare."

This kind of spirit grass is rarely used, but it can not be absorbed. After 10,000 years, the wild veined grass is extremely rare.

And in his hands, if he is in the afterlife, he can at least get together.

Zong Shou is satisfied, put one of them into the waist of the waist. Then I saw Gong Xinran, I don’t know when, I’ve come to him, and I’m smiling with a smile: “This pulse has been picked up, can you be satisfied with your younger brother?”

Then there is a show of hands ~lightnovelpub.net~ handed out six notes: "This is the spirit of the teacher before the teacher, and each one can use two hours to hide the traces. The younger brother has the help of your maid, and should be able to return innocently."

Zong Shou shook his head and squinted at Gao Yi. Those thoughts before, although only speculation, more suspicion of the gentleman's belly. After all, Gao Yi is against him. Although he is secretly hidden, he can be happy with Gong, but from beginning to end, he is taking care of it. It’s just this heart, there is still some worry.

Slightly addicted, Zong Shou smiled and tempted: "Would you like the younger brother to go up with you? Or I let Xue, it will be with you. Anyway, there is this spiritual instinct, and I can go out by myself-"

"Little Lord!"

The voice did not fall, and the first snow fell on the eyebrows and screamed out. Gong Xinran even said that he knocked on his head: "Nonsense! This spirit is not so good, but it is also afraid of accidents. No one is following, how can I rest assured?"

Zong Shou secretly smiled and knew his own proposal, and it must not work. Even if he himself said that he was already a realm of martial arts, the kendo is psychic, and it does not help.

Not only can't pass Gong Xinran and the first snow, Gao Yi over there, the look is now more cold, revealing dangerous luster.

Did not hesitate, Zong Shou retired and asked for a second, and took out a bunch of magical symbols grabbed from Xiao Xiao, regardless of useful and useless, all taken out, a brain, all plugged into the hands of Gong Xinran: "The sister It’s useless to bring these characters, but it’s useless in my case. The mountain is dangerous, and the sister may be able to use it—"

Gong Xinran was somewhat hesitant, but when he saw the young man in front of him, it was a serious color. I also remembered the identity of the other side of the Tianshan Mountain, and most of them did not lack the charm. Then he smiled again and took the symbol of his hand into his arms.