Although he read the map more than once, Shen Xiu still paid attention to dangers on the way and observed the terrain of the surrounding mountains and forests, confirming them one by one with the memorized routes on the map in his mind.
Soon, Shen Xiu passed through a forest of leaves.
The sky suddenly lit up, and not far away, a bare, red and gray stone forest appeared.
Entering the stone forest, Shen Xiu found the location marked on the map and searched around. He dug through a pile of dead grass and finally saw a hidden cave.
In the hollow, a short dwarf tree stands in the gap between a stone with some dead vines hanging on it.
Green with red.
A crystal clear fruit hangs on the branch.
Judging from the appearance alone, this fruit is no different from ordinary wild fruits. The only difference is that there are a few wisps of light white mist around the green fruit.
The end is mysterious and abnormal.
After a slight sniff, there is still a faint aroma.
This was the beauty-retaining fruit he was looking for, and it was indeed very different from ordinary medicinal herbs.
Now it seems that it is not yet mature, but it is obviously just one step away, so Shen Xiu plans to find a place to wait.
Also at this time.
Not far from the stone forest, there was a sound of slight footsteps.
Just as Shen Xiuxuan turned around, a strong man with a shoulder strap on his back, a hard bow in his hand, and a short sword at his waist came into view.
They turned around and looked at each other.
Chen Xiu was a little stunned and a little surprised.
This Scarlet Blood Peak is a relatively remote place with few people. He didn't meet anyone on the route he came here just now, but he didn't expect that he would meet him now.
Looking at the other party's attire, it is obvious that he does not look like the herb gatherers who climb mountains and rivers at the foot of the mountain, but looks like those hunters who hunt for wild food.
Obviously, the other party was also surprised. He didn't expect to meet other people suddenly on the mountain.
At this time, the strong man also noticed the abnormality in the hollow. When he saw the extraordinary-looking fruit, his eyes suddenly glowed with strange light.
"Little brother, that's great. You can actually find such a magical elixir."
The old ghost lowered his voice and felt incredible in his heart.
He had seen this medicine fruit before, and a medicine farmer in the town used it to get hundreds of taels of silver, and sent his son to a martial arts gym in Taixi City some time ago.
If this spiritual fruit helps, maybe his son can do it too.
It's a pity that someone just missed the opportunity and this elixir was discovered first.
The old ghost head looked at Shen Xiu with his eyes.
"You must be a medicine farmer at the foot of the mountain. You are so lucky. With such a magical medicine, I'm afraid I won't have to worry about food and clothing for a year. Alas, I am an old man who is not lucky. I can only go to the front to take a look... "
The old ghost shook his head and sighed, then turned around helplessly and walked back, as if he was ready to go and see other places.
Shen Xiu just held the knife in his hand and looked at his back without saying a word, "I am not a medicine farmer nearby, I am a disciple of the Jinhong Martial Arts School in Taixi City."
The other party seemed to regard him as a medicine farmer at the foot of the mountain, so Shen Xiu explained that it was not just a rebuttal.
After all, he had heard a little about the cruelty at the foot of the mountain. It was not necessarily a good thing for two people seeking survival to meet in front of a precious elixir.
Shen Xiu mentioned that he was a disciple of Jinhong Martial Arts School at this time, just to nip the problem in the bud and prevent the herb picker from having other thoughts.
He is not afraid of trouble, he just dislikes it.
It is better to do less than to do more. He just wanted to collect medicine.
Jinhong Martial Arts School has one of the best strengths in Taixi City, and everyone will give it a thumbs up.
But he wasn't sure if it would still work in this remote Yangjia Town, especially in the mountains surrounded by no one, but it was better than nothing.
Hearing Shen Xiu's voice, the old ghost figure paused slightly, but only for a moment, and then continued to move forward.
I don’t know if I heard it or not.
It seemed that what he said was effective, but Shen Xiu still wasn't relieved.
Sure enough, just as the old ghost figure disappeared into the stone forest and was about to disappear, he suddenly turned around.
A stiff bow in hand.
An arrow was nocked at just the right moment.
Ejaculation instantly!
The somewhat amiable face just now became cold and murderous under the shadow.
"hehe!"
"This old six!"
Even though Shen Xiu was wary, his heart skipped a beat at this moment.
The strong man revealed his identity and said he was a disciple of Jinhong Martial Arts School, but he still killed him in pain.
Money attracts people's hearts. It seems that the power of a Jinhong Martial Arts School in Taixi City, which is fifty or sixty years away, is still too small.
Fortunately, he had been paying attention to the movements of the man collecting herbs, and the moment he turned around, he immediately stepped out of the way.
After avoiding the vital point, the sharp arrows grazed the upper part of his arm, causing a bloody mouth. Shen Xiu's expression did not change, and he looked at the man opposite him with a cold expression.
Without saying a word, he raised his knife and rushed forward.
One arrow missed, and the old ghost just felt a little pity. Seeing that Shen Xiu was still calm, he decisively pulled out another one from the quiver at the back, quickly set up his bow and shot the arrow.
Arrows are like a rainbow!
This arrow came with such force that the opponent had no way to avoid it.
Seeing this fatal arrow shot out, a cold sneer appeared on the corner of the old ghost's mouth, as if he would see the prey fall to the ground and die in the next moment.
He has seen many scenes like this.
A young man who caught a young spirit fox, an old man who picked red spirit fruits, and Gua Wazi, who brought money to the town and said he wanted to buy medicine for his father.
Too much too much……
The next moment, the smile on his face suddenly solidified.
Because the arrow missed again, the young boy casually picked up the blade in his hand, and the cold light shot out directly.
Almost strangely, he bumped into the sharp arrow, which suddenly hit his eyes and fell to the ground.
Is that boy so good at swordsmanship?
The old ghost looked a little dumbfounded at this scene.
He used his special skills, and his archery skills were ranked among the best in the town below the mountain. Let alone people, he could hit even the fastest fire bat in the mountain with one arrow.
The previous arrow only damaged a little of the opponent's fur, and this one didn't touch even a hair.
What the hell is this?
Is the other party really a disciple of Jinhong Martial Arts School, or a martial artist who has entered the country?
Thinking of this, the old ghost's face suddenly turned black.
There is naturally no problem with Old Guitou's arrow technique. The only problem is Shen Xiu himself.
The strength of the second-level warriors, whether it is physical fitness or speed, can completely crush ordinary people.
Old Guitou's archery skills were second to none in the town, and his speed in shooting arrows was very fast, but for Shen Xiu, it was only very fast.
He avoided the first arrow.
He has adapted to the second arrow.
Facing the archery attack of an ordinary person, the warriors of the second realm were so unreasonable.
However, the old ghost head opposite had no way of knowing all this. Shen Xiu took advantage of the opponent's dazed moment to speed up again, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura like a ferocious beast.
Old Guitou woke up in a cold sweat. At this moment, he had no time to think about whether the other party was a martial artist. Liang Zi had already accepted it, and the next step was to decide between life and death.
There was no hesitation in his eyes, and he shot out another arrow with a fierceness, heading straight for the opponent's head.
"You little bastard has had enough!"
He didn't believe that the other party could be so fast.
This arrow came in a hurry and was naturally not accurate. In addition, Shen Xiu had been prepared for it and easily dodged it with a slight sideways movement.
The imagined scene did not appear.
The old ghost's face became even more ugly, and he regretted it at this moment. At this moment, Shen Xiu was already close, with his big white teeth open, and the cold light of the short knife in his hand was raging.
One stroke at a time in mid-air.
It's like a thin moon falling into the world.
The old ghost saw a glimpse of the moon, which was very slender and seemed to have a blood-colored light.
Suddenly, he blinked.
He felt as if his neck had been bitten by a mosquito. When he subconsciously touched it with his hand, the world started spinning. What did his hand catch without touching his neck?
He suddenly realized that it was his head.
The old ghost's body suddenly became cold.
In the last moment of his scattered consciousness, he had no time to regret. His last and only thought was that his mother, He Laojiu, had tricked him.
