Jing Ji knelt on the ground.

The gray linen was cut by the blade and stained red with blood, blood-stained and embarrassed.

Pain, unwillingness, unbelievable emotions flashed in his eyes.

He even regrets a bit now, he feels that even if he steals the source stone of the super tribe, he shouldn't provoke Ye Xi, the Xia tribe Ye Xi is weird and powerful beyond his imagination.

What Jing Ji didn't know was that this time Jing Ji met any fifth-level fighter and won, but it was a pity that he met Ye Xi.

Because Ye Xi not only possessed strong strength, but also possessed the general ancestral witch dominoes, any great witch, even the blessed dominoes made by the Yuan witch, were not worth mentioning before the ancestral witch dominoes. Behind Ye Xi is the support of Xia Cangzu Witch, who can leapfrog any fighter, even if this person is Jing Ji!

Seeing that Jing Ji did not respond, Ye Xi's eyes were cold, and the tip of the knife came in for a few minutes.

Bleeding beads came from the neck immediately.

The sweaty Jing Ji retracted his thoughts, and even pulled out a smile: "What's the hurry?"

Seeing that Jing Ji was still smiling at this level, Ye Xi didn't hesitate to pierce the tip of the tooth knife into it again without any hesitation.

There was a pain in Jing Ji's neck, and the blood was flowing like a fountain of blood. The dark red blood flowed down his body, and the linen was dyed more dark red. He took a few deep breaths, and actually laughed deeper, and said dumbly: "Why should I tell you, isn't it dead?"

Ye Xi looked down at Jing Ji. He knew that Jing Ji was a wise man and would not believe those false words.

So he said slowly: "You said, it can make you die faster, so that you can meet the dignity of a wind tribe warrior when you die."

The implication is that if he does not say, he will die without dignity, will humiliate the reputation of the super tribe of Windless Tribe, and die humiliatingly.

Jing Ji's eyes darkened, he narrowed his smile, and lowered his head.

The sweaty hair also fell down, blocking his eyes.

After a full silence for half a minute, Jing Ji finally raised his head and solemnly said: "Okay, I'll tell you."

Ye Xi's expression was flat, because Jing Ji's submission was as expected.

Jing Ji is the last warrior of the Wind Tribe, and the only person who can represent the super tribe of the Wind Tribe, so Jing Ji will never let himself insult the dignity of the Wind Tribe.

"Well, don't worry, I will let you die with dignity."

Ye Xi put away the tooth knife, hugged Jing Ji's shoulder, and dragged him up.

Jing Ji’s hands are now dislocated, one foot is torn apart, one knee is kicked off, and he can’t stand at all-Ye Xi can’t be blamed for being too ruthless. For people like Jing Ji, he can’t give him any chance to escape. He can feel relieved if his hands and feet are gone.

Ye Xi walked back all the way under Jing Ji's guidance.

The two returned to the fern leaf forest along the way.

After flying in the fern-leaf forest for about ten minutes, Jing Ji, who had useless hands and feet and kept drooping eyelids, finally pointed to the ground faintly and said, "Here, it's here."

He was referring to a ground thickly covered with yellow fern leaves.

Ye Xi paused, a little hesitant.

Although the place Jing Ji pointed to could hide the next package, there was no breath of the source stone at all.

Could it be that during the chase and escape process just now, Jing Ji had time to dig a deep hole to bury the source stone? !

No way!

If you want to conceal the breath of the source stone, you must at least bury it four or five meters underground, and when Mingming was tracking it, Jing Ji almost never stopped. Ye Xi couldn't figure out where Jing Ji came from when he dug it. The deep pit, he is not an Oryctola!

But Ye Xi only hesitated for a moment, then put down Jing Ji and pulled out the tooth knife, carefully using the tip of the knife to poke away the thick fern leaf.

With only a thin layer, a swollen bag wrapped in white cloth was exposed under the fern leaf.

Ye Xi then picked up the white cloth with the tip of a toothed knife. With a strong wave of source stone energy, the contents of it were exposed, and it was his bulging animal skin bag full of source stone!

Ye Xi's pupils shrank, and instead of eagerly picking up the animal skin bag he had recovered, he put away the tooth knife and bent over to pick up the white cloth.

What kind of material is this cloth made of? Such a thin layer can hide the breath of the source stone!

However, as soon as his right hand touched the piece of white cloth of unknown material, Ye Xi felt his palm numb, followed by a sharp pain like a needle stick.

——This white cloth is actually poisonous!

This unknown poison was very violent. Ye Xi was horrified to find that the palm of his right hand quickly became red and swollen, and he blistered high and swollen bright blisters, which continued to spread along his arm!

When the redness and swelling spread all over his body, Ye Xi's whole body became stiff, and he fell straight to the ground with a puff.

The Yunxia jellyfish in her body had been fed by the venom of the big colorful caterpillar just now, and she wandered lazily in Ye Xi's blood, a little passive, and after a while she stretched out her tentacles to slowly absorb the venom.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

Jing Ji, who was paralyzed on the ground, looked at Ye Xi who fell on the ground and laughed loudly: "Haha...I smeared poison on the cloth to prevent other beasts from taking the animal skin bag, but I didn't expect to save my life! Haha! hiss……"

He laughed too presumptuously~lightnovelpub.net~ accidentally involving his wound, his laughter suddenly distorted, grinning in pain, and inhaling again and again.

After a while, Jing Ji sat up with difficulty supporting himself with his elbows, looked at Ye Xi with a smile, gloating and said: "My poison can be poisoned even if it is a giant terrifying beast. Just wait and die! "

Ye Xi closed her eyes.

He was careless. In fact, you can smell the venom breath by smelling it carefully. There is a slight fishy smell, and it is mixed with a bit of astringency. It is just that he was attracted by the white cloth, and he was in agitated mood.

Jing Ji has been waiting for Ye Xi's poisonous death with a smile.

However, after a while, he saw that although Ye Xi was still full of redness and swelling, and his body was stiff, he didn't mean to breathe at all, and the redness and swelling seemed to fade a little.

The smile on his face couldn't hold back.

"Why are you still not dead?"

Ye Xi closed his eyes and did not answer. After a while, he said weakly: "You tell me where the white cloth comes from, and I'll tell you why I didn't die."

Jing Ji snorted coldly.

Then suddenly his right elbow rested on the ground, lying on his side, bending his left leg, pressing his right palm with his left knee, and then clacking his dislocated right wrist back.

After this action was completed, Jing Ji's face became paler.

The forehead was filled with beads of sweat, running down the cheeks to the bottom of the neck, and then down the neck, with bright red blood flowing into the collar.

Jing Ji gritted his teeth, and just connected his right hand, he actually shook his hands, endured the pain and stretched out to touch something in the collar of his shirt. After feeling for a long time, he found out a small can of extremely mini wooden tube, and then his teeth grabbed the lid of the tube and crowed. Open the lid.

A wonderful fragrance overflowed.

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