"Kuang Zhi ~ Kuang Zhi~"

The two-horse carriage drove slowly on the official road, and the shadow reflected on the land was stretched very long. However, it was already dusk, and the black sun hung over the mountain in the west. The depressing heat had also faded away, and the breeze

The breeze blew over my face, bringing with it waves of soothing coolness. I saw Huangfu Lou and Bai Lian facing the dim sunlight, sitting in front of the carriage, holding the reins, and heading south.

In the carriage, Su Lan held a handkerchief with a worried look on her face and carefully wiped away the blood from the corner of Xiao Yueming's mouth that she had just coughed up.

This handkerchief was a corner of Su Lan's robe. At this time, I saw that the handkerchief had been stained scarlet by the thick blood.

"Yue Ming, do you feel better?"

Waving his hand gently, Xiao Yueming's face was extremely pale, like the frost of the twelfth lunar month:

"It's much better. Just take a night's rest and it'll be fine."

They had left the tea stall for two hours. During these two hours, Xiao Yueming would vomit blood every once in a while. The blood was also mixed with black blood clots, which were the remaining blood stasis in the chest.

Xiao Yueming's old injuries had not healed in the first place, and now he had new injuries, which was adding fuel to the fire. Seeing Xiao Yueming slowly closing his eyes, he secretly mobilized the remaining internal energy to repair the injuries in his body.

"The broken bone in my chest almost hurt my heart and lungs, and there are blood stasis all over my body. If I want to fully recover based on my current internal strength recovery, it will take a month."

"We are still about four days away from the Qionghai Mountain Forest. In my current state, I can still deal with low-level warriors. If I encounter a master who has just entered the third-rate realm, my life may be in danger."

"I don't know the specific situation of Qionghai Mountain Forest. When the masters gather together and compete for hegemony, even the Four Saints of the Ancient Mountains will have to hide their identities to avoid their sharp edges. In my current terrible situation, I won't even be able to make a splash.

Get up, once we reach the Qionghai Mountain Forest, the Four Saints of the Ancient Mountain will definitely order Su Lan and I to open a road and take risks. As for our lives and whether we have a chance to find the antidote, we can only leave it to God's will."

Xiao Yueming secretly thought in his heart, it was not that he didn't fight for it and blamed others, but that he no longer had the ability to resist. For example, the black man in Meilin suddenly appeared today. This was God's will, allowing Er Mazi to escape.

God, to save a small life, Xiao Yueming was waiting for this opportunity given by God. Only by relying on God's will, he and Su Lan had a chance to survive.

"Ahem~"

There was a dull feeling in the chest. After coughing up the accumulated dead blood, Xiao Yueming felt better. Xiao Yueming opened his eyes gently, put Su Lan's jade hand in his own, and then shook it with a smile.

He shook his head, signaling her not to worry or feel sad.

Su Lan knew in her heart that even if Xiao Yueming was not as good as Fei Hu in cultivation, it would not be difficult for him to escape alone with his sword-wielding cultivation and unexpected moves.

"It's all me, it's all me that caused you to swallow the Hundred-Day Heart-Breaking Pill and fall into such a dangerous place..."

Su Lan couldn't help but feel sad when she thought of this, and sad tears slowly slid down her fair cheeks...

Reaching out and gently wiping away Su Lan's tears, Xiao Yueming smiled slightly and comforted in a weak tone:

"Don't think too much. When we leave the ancient city, we will take you to Taoran City to taste all the delicacies from all over the world and enjoy the four scenery of winter and summer, okay?"

Although Xiao Yueming's voice sounded breathless,

However, in Su Lan's ears, it gave her an irreplaceable arm and an irreplaceable support.

Before Su Lan could respond, he saw Fei Hu sitting opposite, raised the corner of his mouth, and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Taoran City? I'm afraid you will never have the chance to go there in this life. Even if you are lucky enough not to die in Qionghai Mountain Forest, grandpa will kill you!"

After saying this, Feihu suddenly reached out and pointed at Su Lan with a strangely fierce expression:

"Especially you, Xiaonizi! Since you like to talk, grandpa will tear off your mouth first before talking!"

Tears welled up in her beautiful eyes, but Su Lan's eyes were very sharp. Seeing her, she snorted coldly:

"Feihu, I really don't know how you have survived all these years. Even a three-year-old country woman knows more about the world than you."

"It is said that evil people will be punished by evil people. The appearance of Meilin Negi is a good proof, isn't it? The three brothers of Meilin Negi have extraordinary qualifications. Now there are still five years before Buhuo. You, the Four Saints of Gushan, can still do it now.

We may have a draw with them, but as time goes by, you Feihu will definitely be their defeat!"

"Even if I beat you Feihu, the nigger Meilin won't be happy. After all, how can you be happy if you beat a fool?"

What Su Lan said was like a sword, and it hit Feihu's heart right where it hurts. Coupled with Su Lan's contemptuous look and sarcastic tone, Feihu was like a wild cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he immediately jumped into a rage and bared his teeth and claws.

"Xiao Nizi! Grandpa will strangle you to death now!"

Feihu's expression was extremely furious, with veins popping up in his neck. He waved his fist and was about to hit Su Lan.

"Fourth, sit down."

Hu Wei, who was crossing his arms and closing his eyes to relax, said calmly.

Feihu sat back down in his seat in confusion, but his eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to eat Su Lan alive.

Xiao Yueming saw this, but felt a little puzzled:

"This Feihu has a really strange character. Why does he hate Su Lan so much? Sister Mu Yin cut off the left ear of the Four Saints of the Ancient Mountain, but this Feihu hates Su Lan far more than I do."

"This person is like a bull with red eyes. When he sees who is going up against someone, once he has vented his anger, he forgets his hatred in the blink of an eye."

"It is said that in the journey of martial arts, the cultivation of mental state is particularly important. With a temper like Feihu's, who is easily irritable and irritable, practicing hard skills that beat the body is smooth sailing, but there is no corresponding mental state cultivation. If you want to become a first-class

In this situation, Feihu has no hope in this life."

Xiao Yueming could see these things, and Feihu also knew it in his heart. As for why he didn't change and allowed his violent temper to develop, Xiao Yueming was not interested and had nothing to do with him.

Feihu stared at Su Lan tightly and said through gritted teeth:

"You are such a talkative little girl. You have to be a talkative woman, otherwise grandpa will not meet those three grandsons!"

"Today is really an embarrassment to his grandma. Her former subordinates were trampled on by her defeated generals. Grandpa's heart is full of fire and there is no place to let it go!"

Xiao Yueming slowly raised his head, looked at Feihu who was beating his chest like an orangutan, and asked:

"Oh? I see those niggas working together perfectly.

"Que, the Zodiac Gou is also flexible and difficult to deal with. Is it possible that you can defeat the Meilin nigger?"

The three Meilin Black Ghost brothers have the same appearance and special behavior. Xiao Yueming has only seen them in his life, so he can't help but be a little curious about them. Furthermore, the Meilin Black Ghost's target is also the Qionghai Mountains. Things are unpredictable, so there is no guarantee that he will be right with them.

Meeting, fighting, and learning more about the black ghosts in Meilin and their grievances with the Four Saints of Gushan will also be of great help to Xiao Yueming's plan.

Apart from Feihu, the Four Sages of the Ancient Mountain, not to mention how profound the city is, are all deep-minded people. If you want to trick someone into thinking, Feihu, who is mindless and furious, is the best choice.

Xiao Yueming's questions were also very sophisticated. He expressed doubts about the defeat of Meilin Negro. Feihu didn't like Meilin Negro at first. Xiao Yueming was so aroused by this matter that he immediately became confused.

Got angry.

"What?! Grandpa, I can't beat those three grandsons of Mei Lin's nigger! I remember when grandpa grabbed some kind of zodiac hook with one hand and dragged them to the ground, just like three little chickens.

, they immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, asking grandpa to spare their lives. If grandpa and I were not kind-hearted, the Meilin niggas would have been expelled from the world!"

Speaking of this, I saw that Feihu was full of energy and heroic spirit.

Su Lan poured a basin of cold water on Feihu's head mercilessly:

"Who can't tell nonsense? The power of Mei Lin Nigga's zodiac hook is infinite, and everyone in the world knows it. You Feihu, a little guy, still wants Mei Lin Nigga to kneel down and beg for mercy. Tell the truth."

It’s hilarious!”

As if Feihu's livid face was completely invisible, Su Lan still spoke carefully and unforgivingly:

"What kind of thing are you Feihu? You haven't dared to show your face for more than ten years. You are just a shrunken turtle. Now you can say such nonsense. You are really the most shameless person in the world!"

Feihu's eyes were wide open with anger, his mouth was opening and closing tremblingly, but he couldn't say a word, but Su Lan continued to pursue the victory:

"You feel guilty after what I said, and you can't think of anything to say to refute it? If it's true as you said, then next time you see the Meilin niggas, you can defeat them and show me. If not,

, How can you convince people with just a few words of yours?"

When Feihu heard this, he immediately waved his hand and shouted:

"Okay! Those three grandsons were defeated by me three years ago. I don't know what kind of bad luck they got. Their cultivation has improved rapidly. Grandpa did not use his full strength today. I will meet them next time.

, let you see how powerful grandpa is!"

Upon hearing that Feihu was trapped, Su Lan and Xiao Yueming looked at each other calmly, both of them were silent and understood.

The cultivation strength of the Four Saints of the Ancient Mountain is difficult to shake, and the only way is to attack the heart first. Feihu is a good breakthrough point. Xiao Yueming has already racked his brains and tried his best. Whether he can succeed or not depends entirely on luck.

.

"Feihu, please don't make a mistake. If you don't dare to take action when you encounter a black man named Mei Lin, you will be making a fool of yourself."

Hearing that Su Lan still had doubts about himself, Feihu immediately said loudly:

"Impossible! Grandpa, I have lived half my life, who have I ever been afraid of?! Let alone a little nigger, even if the Nine Immortals of Humanity appeared in front of grandpa, grandpa's iron fist would still greet them in the face.

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Chapter completed!