Chapter 8 My territory, arrogant!

The woods on the periphery of Wuhui Mountain are undisturbed all year round, so both trees and weeds grow very densely. Only one path is not covered by grass, but extends from the outside to the inside.

The two walked slowly all the way. When there was a corner, the red sandalwood suddenly stopped and stood still. Xin Yimian stopped his feet, looked around and didn't find anything wrong, so he waited for the person in front of him to take the next move.

"Do you hear the sound?" She asked in a low voice.

Xin Yimian frowned gently and listened attentively again under his signal. Sure enough, a small voice came to his ear: "Brother Cheng, how long do we have to stay? I set off before dawn today. It has been three hours now, and the meal has not come in a hurry, and the brothers are hungry. You talk to the boss. What's the matter with guarding a dead man?

Xin Yimian's long and narrow eyebrows were cold, and there was an inexplicable coldness in the air. He sneered: "It's not that easy to kill me!"

"Real? Ants often bite dead elephants. Besides, one of the forty people is comparable to you and a little better than you. There was a deep green in Qingyuan's eyes, and she said faintly.

Xin Yimian looked at him, and there was a sharp flash in his narrow eyebrows. This man found the danger before him. Is it just because he is familiar with it here?

The red sandalwood didn't look at it. She stepped on her feet again, but it just fell on the tip of the branches and leaves. Sit down on a leafy tree, and you can see the jungle along the path in the distance through the cracks in the tree.

"What are they doing?" Xin Yimian asked in a low voice behind him. How did he see the jungle shaking so much? Ambush, shouldn't you wait for the rabbit quietly?

Listening to the very fine voice from afar, the red sandalwood was a little funny. She heard this voice at the beginning. It was the one named Cheng: "Head, there is still no one after such a long time." Hidden meaning: We can get out of it.

"Well" should be the head that is obviously perfunctory.

"The sun seems to be very big. Head, are you hot? Let me wipe your sweat." Then, you can see that the shaking of the jungle is very obvious.

"I'm afraid they all think that people who enter Wuhui Mountain are equal to dead people, so they relax their vigilance," she said as she listened.

Xin Yimian didn't say anything, and his eyes continued to stare at the movement.

For a moment, the jungle calmed down, and a small shaking emerged from a nearby place. Someone muttered, "It's been so long, and there's no wind at all. What the hell is this weather? I want to be so hot."

His words undoubtedly stirred up thousands of waves with a stone, and the hot voice suddenly rose and down. Although he deliberately lowered his voice, the man couldn't suppress it when he wanted to suppress it. The other head comforted in a low voice, "Everyone be patient. Don't be impatient."

It has not been very calm over there. How much has changed after observing for so long? Xin Yimian asked, "What should we do now?"

There are a lot of people on the other side. The two of them are determined to have an advantage in terms of quantity. Instead of wasting physical strength, it is better to spit out a word very calmly: "Wait."

"Wait?"

"Yes, when the wind blows." Although this forest is on the periphery of Wuhui Mountain, it still belongs to Wuhui Mountain after all. If you want to go wild in her place, it is not enough to have three heads and six arms!

Although he said he was full of confidence, he didn't know what to do. Xin Yimian asked, "Why wait for the wind to rise?"

"There are light blue dwarf trees with large leaves in the jungle. It is called Nihu Tree, which is very common on the mountains of this continent. There is nothing wrong with it, but if you come into contact with the powder of Mokehua, it will emit a faint smell, which will make the smelled person quickly unconscious. Red sandalwood took out a small paper bag from his arms and handed it to the person behind him, explaining.

In fact, she never takes a lot of medicine with her. Although the master is definitely a master in medicine, it is a pity that she does not have the talent to learn medicine. As soon as she saw so many drug names and large sections of relevant introductions on the drug spectrum, she had to recognize that many of them were exactly the same herbs, she had a headache and then gave up decisively. The most common medicine she has is healing drugs, followed by several poisons that may be commonly used or necessary, and the other is three Huidu pills. After all, she doesn't need any antidote at all.

Reaching out and taking the thing, Xin Yimian also knew why she was so old. Carefully note the appearance of the tree and pay attention to the size and direction of the wind. Their position is just above, so they just wait for the wind.

The sun in summer is so poisonous. Even under the cover of the leaves, the heat around the body is still not scattered. Naturally, people with strong martial arts won't feel too much, but it's not common for slightly ordinary people.

The small complaints fluctuated over there: "God, is this life-threatening? Wind, wind, why don't you come?"

The other end comforted again, "Don't be impatient. I haven't seen the wind for so long. It should come soon."

As he spoke, a cool wind blew from above, and he heard a happy voice: "Come on, the wind is coming, brothers, scratch your clothes and fan hard."

There are leaves swinging in the air in the jungle over there. Half a sound, the startling sound at the end suddenly shook and said, "Come on! Cover your mouth, don't inhale, come on! There is something wrong with this wind! We haven't smelled the stench for so long here. It's always dangerous to go back to the mountain. The wind blows out of it again. It can't be sucked!"

Unexpectedly, before he finished shouting, he heard the sound of someone falling, one after another. Even the man named Cheng's breath is weak, and it seems that it won't last long. The martial arts at that end are the highest. Although you may use internal force to eliminate it in the body when you notice something wrong, it is also very bad from the judgment of breath now.

Xin Yimian's narrow eyebrows half squinted, looked at the miserable situation on that side and said with a sneer, "They are too cooperative. They just fan the poison gas in front of them. It's hard not to get hit."

Red sandalwood pointed to the strong sunshine in the sky and said, "I can't help it. It's helping you."

Xin Yimian sneered and said carelessly, "It always sleeps with its eyes closed. Today, it's probably convulsions and opens its eyes."

Qingyuan's eyes fell on him for no reason, which made him a little uncomfortable. Red sandalwood withdrew his eyes and said faintly, "I don't care what kind of story you have, but please don't put on such a stinky posture in front of my eyes. No one in this world will always be the darling of heaven. Everyone has their own difficulties that are difficult to overcome, whether they are princes and generals or ordinary people. As long as you remember that when you are miserable, there will always be people who are as miserable or worse than you. They can live well. What reason do you have to complain? Compared with those who are luckier than you, you will always be unhappy. But why don't you see those who are not as good as you?"

Xin Yimian was a little stunned. Although this person used a question, it was just a description. He didn't need him to answer, and he didn't want to say anything more. The long and narrow eyes are a little cold. This child is only thirteen years old. How can he say such a thing?!

Looking at the jungle, I guessed that the effect of the medicine was almost exerted, and the red sandalwood fell down and dived there.

Diving to the periphery of the jungle, the person behind her suddenly pulled her and whispered, "Wait, I know him."

Red sandalwood stopped and looked back at him.

"His name is Gao Liao. Just give it to me." Xin Yimian didn't want to say more, but simply said a name and watched the movement in the jungle carefully.

Red sandalwood glanced at the man named Gao Liao, the only person who stood up at this moment. Judging from his movements of shaking his head, it seems that he has been hit.

His head is getting more and more dizzy. If he goes on like this, he will definitely be in a coma, and he doesn't know what will be waiting for them after fainting. Gao Liao gritted his teeth and pulled out the sword in his hand and stabbed him fiercely at his thigh, and the blood splashed all over his face in an instant. The pain in the thighs instantly hit the paralyzed nerves, and the consciousness reached a temporary wake-up.

Xin Yimian appreciates the blood of this man very much. Self-harm and self-help are just the same.

Gao Liao held his sword and observed the surrounding environment vigilantly. He was sure that the person who plotted on him must be not far from him, otherwise the poison would not be so accurate. He let go of his voice and shouted, "What kind of master are you? You might as well come out for a fight."

"Papa! Pa! "Papa!" The applause sounded not far away. Someone came through the flowers and the leaves. His fiery red hair swayed in the slightly weary wind. The long narrow eyebrows were looking at him, and the cold light flashed slightly.

Gao Liao did not expect that he would meet the target person in this way. The teenager not only did not die, but also plotted on his group of brothers. He didn't say that you are not like you. Since the teenager came out alive from Wuhui Mountain, he can't let him get out alive from his hands! Thinking about it, Gao Liao raised his sword and rushed to Xin Yimian, and all the moves were killing, and he was not soft.

Xin Yimian was also unambiguous. He pulled out the soft sword wrapped around his waist and greeted him with him. He did not fall behind.

For a moment, the swordsmanship of the world swept away, the surrounding vegetation was unbearable, and the jungle where the red sandalwood was hidden was not spared.

Facing the sudden disappearance of the jungle in front of him, the red sandalwood did not have any dissatisfaction. He stood up and patted his robe slowly, found the nearest tree, adjusted a comfortable posture to lean against it, and seemed to watch their fight casually.

Of course, Gao Liao also found this person who came out of thin air, but when he saw that the other party was only a 13-year-old child, he didn't pay attention to it.

After thirty moves, Gao Liao forcibly suppressed the faint force in his head. Seeing that the target was still comfortable, he had to make a decision secretly. He must cut the mess quickly!

Gao Liaoxu had enough internal strength and put all the internal forces in the body into the sword. He shouted, "Hairing!" The sword suddenly rushed out of his hand and went to Xin Yimian at a fast speed. Under no control, it was actually divided into five from the tip of the sword and broke free from the hilt and turned into five swords at the same time, and went to the five bloodlines around Xin Yimian!