Duanmuya couldn't answer because she saw a small golden flower.

The environment here is dark and humid, with bushes growing, it must not be able to grow such delicate and fragile flowers.

By the way, it grows here, only this one.

And it looks very good-looking.

"Master, what is that?"

"Golden thorn." When Duanmu Yawang said, he took it out of the medical system, and while cutting the bushes and thorns next to him, he answered with a smile: "It is an extremely precious medicinal material. I have been looking for it before, but I did not expect to be here have met."

After speaking, reach out and pick it.

However, before she picked it up, a boomerang flew towards her hand with a sound of "shoo!"

Fortunately, Duanmu Yawang flashed fast enough, otherwise her palm would be split in half!

She turned around and went back to look, and she suddenly found that a group of strangers appeared not far behind her.

There were about five or six people in that team, each of them tall and sturdy, all dressed up, all dressed up in strange costumes, they looked fierce and vicious, and they didn't look like good people.

The most important thing is not this, but each of them is not only carrying a spear and a knife, but also a large bag of things, and the bag keeps blood coming out of it.

Duanmu Yawan wrinkled her nose, "Smell of blood?"

"Yes." Little Bailu stared at the burlap bags carried by the strong men, and guessed softly, "Should they carry them on their own after they kill someone?"

Before Duanmu Yawang could answer, those people walked over a little bit, and the closer they got, the more clearly Duanmu Yawang could see their situation.

They have very obvious scarlet on their bodies, hands, including the corners of their mouths, as well as minced meat residue.

And the smell of blood, Duanmu Ya looked at it and knew it was human blood.

Thinking about this, she saw the fresh minced meat on the corners of their mouths, and her heart sank a little.

It seemed that she was so lucky that she encountered a group of monsters who took pleasure in killing and cannibalizing.

As the people approached, one of them took out a shabby scroll and asked the tallest man who walked in the front: "Boss, look, that one should be the Golden Bauhinia."

"Um."

The brawny man called the boss responded, but his eyes stared straight at Duanmu Yawang until he got closer and closer and found that she was a blue-eyed person behind the mask, and then he stopped and raised his hand to stop. Action: "Stop everyone!"

The big man behind him stopped abruptly and stopped going forward.

The boss squinted to look at Duanmu Yawang, then looked behind her again, before speaking for a moment: "Trash, are you alone?"

Duanmu Yawang stared at them without saying a word.

For some reason, she always felt that the muscles of these people were terribly huge, it felt like they were swollen, and they looked very weird.

It is estimated that the muscles of these people did not develop in the normal way.

The boss stared at Duanmu Yawang with sharp eyes. Seeing that she didn't answer, he became more vigilant, "Just your blue-eyed trash is definitely afraid to enter Jiuyou Mountain. Couldn't you be the bait they released to lure us into the trap? Right?"

Duanmu Ya looked and listened, her eyes rolled, but she still didn't answer.

"Boss, this kid looks weird and tight." The brawny man holding the scroll frowned; "If it wasn't for bait, how could anyone with blue eyes dare to come here alone?"

After that, he turned to look at Duanmu Yawang, with a fierce light in his eyes: "Hey, waste, our boss calls you, are you dumb or something, don't you understand?"

Duanmu Yawang said indifferently: "He has a name and a surname, and he is neither called "feed" nor called "trash." How do you ask me to respond to you?"

"Oh, you are so courageous, you weak boy, dare to talk to us like this?" The brawny man with the broken scroll snorted, "Who cares about your name, if you don't want to die, just get out Don't get an eye here!"

Duanmuya looked at them lightly, unmoved.

The person holding the scroll looked at it and said coarsely: "Boss, I think he seems to be very calm, as if he is not afraid of us at all. Could there be a trap behind him?"

"Second, don't be surprised. We can't feel any breath behind her. He is alone to me." When the boss said, looking at Duanmu Yawang, he coldly ordered: "Pick the Golden Bauhinia Come over to us."

Duanmu Yawang directly shook his head: "This Golden Bauhinia is mine."

"Are you looking for death?" The boss frowned, his body was very angry, "Give you one last chance, leave and send the Golden Bauhinia here, leave there now, or you will also become the undead of my six brothers!"

"Oh? Really?" Duanmu Yawang sneered, "It depends on whether you have this ability!"

"Boy! Do you think we dare not touch you?"

Seeing Duanmu Yawang, the second child holding the scroll felt like he was being provoked by a blue-eyed trash. How could he bear this breath, immediately put the scroll, took out the longbow and long arrows on his back, and pulled hard—

"Whoo!"

The arrow quickly shot towards Duanmu Yawang!

Duanmuya squinted her eyes, and a light flashed past her body. At the same time, in their incredible gaze, she slammed the arrow at the speed that human eyes could see!

"you……"

The second child was dumbfounded, he was so blue-eyed that he was able to intercept his arrow?

When is there such a powerful blue-eyed person in this world?

You know, the most powerful blue-eyed man in this world is now 80 or 90 years old, and he is not even at the level of the Spirit King!

And this kid is so young, so amazing!

"I said, don't mess with me!" When he said that, Duanmu Yawang snorted coldly, and the arrow in his hand was thrown at the second child before he could react. The arrow that came out of his hand shot directly at him with a "poof" he!

"Second!"

The boss took a look and suddenly pulled her second child away. However, it was already a step too late. The arrow shot by Duanmu Yawang with one hand was several times faster than the arrow shot by the second child, Lagong!

That arrow pierced the second child's chest!

"what!"

The second child cried out in pain, and the sturdy hill-like man immediately covered his chest in pain and knelt to the ground!

"Second!"

The youngest third, fourth, fifth, and sixth one saw the wound of second child's arrow, and he was immediately taken aback and hurriedly stepped forward to look, "Are you okay?"

The second child's chest was too painful to speak out.

"The second child should be fine." The boss looked at the arrow, and then at the amount of bleeding on the second child's chest. "It shouldn't go straight through the heart."

Having said that, he knew very well that the distance between the arrow and the second child's heart would never exceed the width of a nail!

And just now, he happened to drag his **** aside a little bit.

In other words, if he didn't pull the second child, the second child will die directly on his own arrow!

Thinking of this, the boss's heart sank slightly.