They agreed to rest for two days, and two days later, the two set off for Mengyang Valley.
Before setting off, Xia Huan wanted to ask Futan: "Should we go directly to Mengyang Valley at the fastest speed, or should we go slowly?"
Fu Tan said: "There is no hurry."
They had almost half a month, and the actual location of the Shangyang ruins was in the west of Mengyang Valley, so Futan planned to go directly to the west of Mengyang Valley without taking the main road.
Xia Huanxiang expressed his understanding and quietly entered the village without shooting.
As for the reason, Xia Huanxiang probably has a lot of enemies in Futan, so he wants to keep a low profile.
So when leaving Leideng City, Xia Huanxiang borrowed money from Futan again and bought some melon seeds and pastries, planning to satisfy his cravings on the way.
When it comes to spending money, I have to say that Futan is very self-conscious about cash machines, being generous and not verbose.
After leaving Leiden City, the two of them walked slowly.
After about seven or eight days, we finally approached Mengyang Valley.
Mengyang Valley is an abandoned valley. It was still inhabited hundreds of years ago, but then it disappeared for unknown reasons. The terrain on all sides of the valley is different, just like the road Xia Huanxiang and Futan chose turned out to be a canyon.
As he walked, Xia Huan wanted to look up the canyon. In ancient times, leading troops in battle encountered this kind of canyon, which was the most troublesome. He didn't know if there would be an ambush in the canyon. If he launched an attack, it would be a narrow escape.
Just after thinking about it, Xia Huanxiang suddenly saw a dark shadow above the canyon in his eyes.
Almost at the moment when the black shadow appeared, Xia Huanxiang's heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously grabbed it with his right hand and summoned the Baisuo Sword.
Fu Tan also noticed it, and immediately stood still, on guard.
"Boss, it's a human, it's a human!" As soon as Aiguo finished shouting, a figure hit Xia Huanxiang two or three meters in front of them.
Xia Huanxiang looked at the human figure in front of him and raised his eyebrows slightly.
If he fell from such a height, he would normally be reduced to a pulp and his limbs would be separated, but judging from the situation, it seems that he is still intact.
However, Xia Wanxiang thought about it and turned to Futan: "How about we withdraw and take a detour?"
Fu Tan also thought about it, and then said, "I'll go take a look, poor monk."
"Oh." Xia Huan tried to make way for him.
Fu Tan glanced at her and then walked forward, Xia Huanxiang followed behind with his sword in hand.
Of course she wouldn't let him go alone.
The two of them approached the humanoid figure that fell from the sky, and immediately discovered that it was indeed a human being.
Miraculously, the person who landed on his face had his head intact and his limbs and body seemed to be intact.
Xia Huanxiang noticed that there was no blood around him, so he took a step forward with confidence and walked half a circle around the man.
To be precise, this person landed on his side, so half of his face was exposed for recognition.
He has long eyebrows and a sharp profile. He is a good-looking man. Wearing a white corset with dark lines on the background, the shoulders are wide and the waist is narrow, and with half of the profile, the word "beautiful man" is confirmed.
"Is he a monk?" Xia Huanxiang calmly withdrew his eyes and asked Futan.
Fu Tan shook his head, squatted in front of the man, stretched out his hands to help the man lie down on his back.
The two of them saw that the man's left chest was stained with blood. Judging from the location, it seemed to be on his heart.
Futan's hand was also covering the man's heart, and Xia Huanxiang had to remind him: "Be careful, if you get too close, I won't be able to save you in time."
Hearing this, Fu Tan gestured for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Xia Huanxiang, his eyes and expressions were all calm. After one glance, his hand moved again, this time covering the man's chest.
Xia Wanxiang thought to himself, he never expected that he could watch a monk touch a man's chest in broad daylight.
Stimulate.
However, this irritating feeling soon ended. With Futan's long fingers, Xia Huanxiang saw a slit in the fabric on his chest. He then plucked two or three more layers until he reached the inside. Then Xia Huanxiang saw it. There is a bloody hole in the front.
Fu Tan retracted his hand and checked the man's pulse instead.
Xia Huanxiang wanted to ask Yu whether he was dead, but Futan answered first, "There is still one breath left."
All right.
"This man fell from the sky and survived. He's so powerful. Do you know his identity?" At this time, Xia Huanxiang was about to ask Patriot.
Patriot emmm, I don’t know if I don’t know, or I am looking up information.
But there was no need to talk about it immediately, because Xia Huanxiang just watched helplessly as a silver-white long tail appeared out of thin air under the body of the man lying dead.
At first glance it looks like a snake's tail, but upon closer inspection it's not.
Instead, it looks like a dragon or a dragon's tail.
At this time, I heard Futan say: "He is a dragon from the heavenly realm."
It turned out to be Dragon Tail.
Xia Wanwan bent down and looked at the dragon man carefully again.
Except for some demons and demons, the appearance of the heavenly realm is almost the same as that of humans. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to distinguish. When it can be clearly distinguished, either the opponent has automatically formed the prototype, or it is too weak to maintain the prototype.
It's clearly the latter.
"I heard that dragons are very powerful, with rough skin and thick flesh, and are difficult to be hurt. Has he gone through a fierce fight? Is he going to die?"
Futan fumbled around for a while, and then said: "He lost the dragon crystal, and he is indeed not far from death."
Monks have inner elixirs, and dragons have dragon crystals.
Once the monk's inner elixir is broken, death is not far away. The dragon loses the dragon crystal, and the result is the same.
Xia Huanxiang said "hmm", indicating that she understood.
Then he curiously asked, "Will a dragon body and a dragon head appear after he dies?" I don't mean anything else, I just want to see it.
Futan replied: "I should be able to."
Xia Huanxiang was about to ask the next question when the dragon who was lying dead suddenly opened his eyes half-open.
To be honest, even though he is a dying dragon, his eyes are quite sharp.
If Xia hadn't been afraid of everything, he would have been frightened by this dragon.
But no matter how fierce he is, he is still at the end of his strength, and he has no dragon crystals. He is the same as Futan, oh, maybe worse than Futan.
At this time, Fu Tan was taking out a jade medal from Long Nan's waist.
The dragon man saw the jade plaque in Futan's hand and wanted to reach out to grab it. Unfortunately, he just raised his hand a little and then dropped it. He didn't have the strength to raise his hand.
Futan frowned after carefully looking at the jade plaque. Then when he looked up at Xia Huanxiang, he changed his calm attitude and said, "Donor Xia, please save him."
Xia Huanxiang: "..."
"Boss, this is a member of the Dragon Clan." Aiguo finally spoke again.
"Don't talk nonsense. Baldhead already told me."
"Boss, this jade plate belongs to the Yin family of the Heavenly Dragon Clan, just like an ID card. There is a status symbol on the jade plate, and this one belongs to the Yin family." Aiguo was finally able to tell something that Xia Huanxiang didn't know, "Heavenly Realm There are eight branches of the Dragon Clan, and now the Silver Dragon rules the entire Dragon Clan, so this dragon from the Yin family must be an important figure."
Oh, that’s it.
After Xia Huanxiang listened to the patriotic explanation, he asked Futan: "How do you want me to save him?"
