Back to the place quickly, Han Yue didn't lose it. She walked out from behind the boulder again and watched Zhou Xing take out a small pot and refine the medicinal herb into a slimy ointment.

"Take off your boots, apply yourself, while it's hot." Zhou Xing poured the ointment into a porcelain bottle and handed it to her along with a piece of cotton cloth.

The girl nodded, turned around and sat on the ground, gritted her teeth and took off her boots and socks, and carefully poured the ointment on her ankles, feeling relieved. After a while, she wrapped the wound and put on her boots again, and moved a little bit. Although it was still painful, it was already much lighter than before.

"Thank you." Han Yue bowed to him.

Zhou Xing was startled, and hurriedly turned sideways, and said, "Should I go by myself or do I carry you?"

"I...I want to find them soon..." the girl whispered.

"Well, I am more anxious than you." Zhou Xing squatted on the ground.

Han Yue hesitated for a long time, and finally lay down on Zhou Xing's back, gently supporting his shoulders.

Zhou Xing really didn't carry anyone, and was clumsy. It took a long time to figure out where to put his hands and feet.

The girl blushed again.

"Okay, hold it firmly, I am running fast, don't fall." Zhou Xing reminded, his legs suddenly exerted force, and ran down the mountain like the wind.

As he ran, Zhou Xing murmured in his heart, this kid named Han Yue must have falsely reported his grade, otherwise, he couldn't be so short and he couldn't be so light.

Zhou Xing runs very fast indeed. The first time he went to Qingyun Mountain, it was only half of the mountain road. It took him several hours. Now, running from the top of Qingyun Mountain to the foot of the mountain, and then back to the top of the mountain, one hour is enough. .

It didn't take long for the two to reach the bottom of the mountain. At this time, the sky was still dark, and they could hardly see their fingers.

"Where are we going?" Zhou Xing turned to ask Han Yue.

The girl closed her eyes, opened her eyes again, and raised her fingers to the southeast.

"Are you sure?" Zhou Xing was skeptical, but he didn't see anything.

The girl nodded and said: "We all have perception jade pendants, and they must be looking for me."

"Good!" Since the direction was correct, Zhou Xing ran quickly again.

This run went straight to dawn, and still no one was seen.

"This wind can blow people so far." Zhou Xing was depressed. In his opinion, the more time it takes to find someone, the less time it takes to hunt for treasures, but since they have already promised them, they can only look at them first.

Zhou Xing ran, and suddenly heard the chick again. His figure hurriedly stopped, and he saw a flying sword as thin as a cicada's wings quickly and dangerously passing in front of him, if not for him in time Stopped, his head was pierced by the flying sword.

Zhou Xing was angry, this was the second time the other party had conspired against himself.

He immediately looked around, and then saw a five-person team emerge from the cover. The five people wore uniform clothing, obviously from the same school.

"It's from Changsheng Valley." Han Yue whispered.

Zhou Xing is like an enemy.

Elder Ji had named several sects on his way here, saying that these sects were all known for their viciousness and unscrupulous means. If you encounter them, you must be careful. The first sect he mentioned is Changsheng. Valley.

"Judging from the clothes, you belong to Tianyuanzong? What is on your back is from Zixiao Palace? Who is she?" The leader asked with a long sword on his back and smiled.

"I'm your grandfather, she is your grandma!" Zhou Xing cursed.

As soon as the person stayed, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he smiled angrily: "Okay, if you were willing to hand her over, I, Mao Xiaoshan, planned to open the net and spare your life, but now it seems that since you have fallen After a single, there are two dead men!"

Mao Xiaoshan stretched out his arms, and the other four moved quickly to surround Zhou Xing. One of them started to set up an array by pinching his hands.

Zhou Xing knew how powerful the big formation was, and didn't dare to delay a moment. Just when the man in the formation had just completed the first step to set the position, Zhou Xing's iron fist had already arrived in front of him.

"clang!"

With a heavy punch, without reservation, the fist plunged into the opponent's face. The man flew backwards and died before landing.

"You!" Mao Xiaoshan was shocked. In his opinion, this man and woman are lambs to be slaughtered, and they should be slaughtered with their necks obediently, or kneel down to beg for mercy. What he never expected was that the opponent would still choose to counterattack when the actual disparity between the two sides was so great, and he was still so decisive.

"Kill! Don't keep your hands! Kill all!" Mao Xiaoshan commanded loudly, pressing his thumb on the ring, and seven thin flying swords rushed out, and he himself drew out the long sword behind him and launched to Zhou Xing. Attack quickly.

"Grab it! Put it on your back!" Zhou Xing turned his head and exhorted, took out the mud and threw it to Han Yue. At the same time, he ran the true dragon energy wildly, his body was as hard as iron, and he swung his fist to meet.

The other three people in Changshenggu were not idle either. One held a giant axe and chopped at him, the other pinched the tactics with his hands, and said something in his mouth.

Zhou Xing dodged from left to right and fought back from time to time, very strenuous. Gradually, the cooperation of the four members of Changshenggu gradually improved, Zhou Xing was made to parry greatly, and his hands fell sharply, and his hands were in a mess. Zhou Xing hated himself for not having three heads and six arms. He hated that his cultivation level was too low, he couldn't keep himself, and he harmed others.

Suddenly, he felt fatigued, his feet floating, and the golden lights in front of him turned around.

Zhou Xing was shocked, feeling that he had only been fighting for a while, shouldn't be so unhelpful, he couldn't help but look at the man who had been pinching the tactics and chanting curses outside the circle.

"Oh it's you!"

Zhou Xing wanted to break through the encirclement and attack the spellcaster, but was trapped by a snake headed by Mao Xiaoshan, and there was no way.

"puff!"

Zhou Xing was inattentive, when a flying sword passed through his shoulders, blood spurted out immediately.

"Hahaha!" Feijian made great achievements, Mao Xiaoshan was overjoyed, and the offensive was even fiercer.

Zhou Xing hated that the white villain never showed up, making his meditation punches empty and expressive, but in fact, his power can only be used by 10 to 20%.

So he changed to Guanyun Quan again, with strange moves that were hard to guard against. Unfortunately, the young man in white also didn't show up, and his Guanyun Quan did not exert its due power.

"Puff!" Another sword passed through Zhou Xing's calf, and the blood stained his white robe.

"You...you run! Leave me alone!" Han Yue said anxiously.

Zhou Xing's eyes were sharp, he wiped off the blood on the corners of his mouth, and said, "You can really laugh, they provoke me, why am I running?"

"You...you can't beat them! You will die!"

Zhou Xing laughed, as if he had heard a big joke.

"Why are you laughing?"

At this question, Zhou Xing laughed even harder. He smiled and bent over, burst into tears, laughed so hard to dodge, and took another sword. Only this time, Feijian nailed his heart, but he couldn't even pierce his outer robe.