Chapter 502

Qingxiao leaned against a big tree and swept the sunlight from the top of the forest. In such weather, he would still feel cold. There are often bears in the forest. Fortunately, Qingxiao knows the inner song of controlling animals, so he has not been attacked by that large group of bears for the time being.

General Mu leaned against Qingxiao and slowly rubbed the Fang Tianhua halberd in his hand. The Fang Tianhua halberd flashed cold in the sun and folded on his face with an unspeakable sense of killing. Qingxiao has nothing to do. He takes the Xiao hanging around his waist and plays with it. General Mu raised his eyebrows and suddenly asked, "how do you compare with your younger martial brother?"

Qingxiao and Qingdi came from Zhuge's school together. The Xiao in Qingxiao's hand danced like a tiger, and his posture was very good. When he mentioned Qingdi, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes: "what he is good at is not war, but writing historical records. He wrote the Hongmeng five hundred years ago."

General Mu's eyes flashed slightly, his hand was raised, the Fang Tianhua halberd in his hand attacked, and a tree fell slowly under his blow, almost pressing the small soldiers coming and going. This is a battle in the jungle, which is different from the previous battlefield battle. It is not the strength of people, but the strength of soldiers.

"The green flute is not enough to be afraid. I heard that an orphan of the Zhao family, who sat down at the head of the think-tank, escaped from the killing of the whole family and defected to Tangguo. The Zhao family should not be underestimated." Mu Zhan looked down at the fallen pine tree and thought deeply. The Zhao family is a wise man through the ages. Although it is not as good as the wise men of the emperors, it will not be too bad!

Qingxiao raised his eyebrows and said softly with a smile, "it doesn't matter. There must be a short one in a hundred. Although he is wise, his martial arts are not very good."

They looked at each other and smiled. The sun leaked on them, but they still felt cold. The forest was very close to the sea. It became colder here at night. In recent months, they were used to such a temperature.

Looking at the bright sun, Gong Zilin jumped up the cliff column towering into the clouds with the people in his arms! There was a house inside. He didn't care so much. He stretched out his foot and kicked the door open. The house looked a little shabby and leaked the wind. Gong Zilin easily pulled the quilt away. The house was full of ash and had a strong smell of dust. Gong Zilin swept his eyes around, bit his teeth, and his eyes flashed slightly.

So when Ouyang Huo Ran all the way up the cliff column with Mr. mu, he saw that on the top of the huge cliff, a bed was placed in front of the door, and the door of the house was dilapidated and dangling on the door. There was choking dust coming in front of him. People smelled that they wanted to sweep all the dust away!

Song Ningyu was lying on the slightly shabby bed. The curtain on the bed was torn clean. When he looked carefully, he could see a big hole in the door of the small room. It seemed that he had kicked it out!

What a wayward man!

Ouyang ran to the place where song Ningyu had fallen. At that moment, he didn't pull her. This time, he would never stop. Song Ningyu, he must save her!

The place where the Buddha dropped flowers were once picked has produced some small white bud like leaves. The leaves are in the shape of maple leaves. Faintly, you can see some mucus with the light of oil and water. Although it is not very similar, it is very similar to the place where song Ningyu once picked flowers. It is probably this place!

Ouyang Huo looked happy and waved to the third childe Mu: "come and see if the flower root of Buddha falling flower is this thing?" Buddha falling flower grows very fast, but it blooms very slowly. It blooms once every 500 years. It is a golden flower that stretches like a bud.

"Yes, yes, his roots are relatively slender. You should remember to dig out that piece of soil. There are clouds in the book, peanuts in the Buddha, and animals protect them. Be careful, king!" looking at the small sprouts, Mr. Mu nodded and pointed to the flowers about three meters below, looking excited.

Buddha falling flowers, he hasn't seen such precious herbs for a long time!

Looking at the newborn bud, Mr. Mu murmured, "it's not reasonable. After so many years of Buddha falling flowers, how can they still be just a few buds? Has anyone come to pick them before? If so, it's troublesome."

Buddha falling flowers are very strange. If the flowers are picked once and grow again, they will secrete a poison to prevent those people from picking again, so they will be extra careful the second time!

The third childe Mu is still thinking about it. Ouyang Huo has fallen steadily. With the lessons of song Ningyu, Ouyang Huo is extra careful this time. When his hand touches the flower path, a blue snake fiercely runs out. Ouyang Huo was ready to hold the snake's head and throw it fiercely into the sea under the cliff.

The snake wound up along Ouyang Huo's hand. Ouyang Huo didn't expect that the snake had two heads and sharp pain in his arms. Ouyang Huo was cruel in his hand, shoveled his hand into the flower and shoveled out the flower with the soil.

The whole man was dizzy because of the poison. He threw the flower in his hand. The snake rushed at the flower, asshole! Even if you pick it once, you have to pull out the root this time! This is what he has worked hard to find. How could they easily pick it!

Between the lightning and flint, a long black belt broke through the air and pulled the falling person back. Gong Zilin raised the long belt, and the blue snake was wrapped tightly and tied in the belt.

Gong Zilin glanced at Ouyang Huo, and his eyes fell on the stunned third childe mu. What's the situation? Tang emperor saved Hongmeng's emperor? Aren't both countries eager to kill each other? What is the situation now?

"Go away if you can't!" Gong Zilin's cold voice frightened Mu Jin back. He looked slightly white and coughed. He began to deal with the path, glanced at Gong Zilin standing by the bed and threw a bottle of medicine at Gong Zilin.

"The snake is poisonous. I want to save her. Thank you for saving my king." Mu Jin was not worried that Gong Zilin would tear him. He slowly began to deal with the root path of the column. It was not too poisonous, but

Ouyang Huo's whole face was blue. Gong Zilin glanced at Ouyang Huo curled up because of poison, holding the green bottle in his hand, and his eyes were sharp.

"If I kill him, it will benefit me without harm." Gong Zilin slowly approached Ouyang fire. Mu Jin glanced at Gong Zilin, who gathered Qi into a blade, threw down the medicine in his hand and ran to Ouyang fire.

"My king Hongmeng saved her with his life. Do you want her to feel guilty all her life?"

Gong Zilin glanced at the sleeping song Ningyu, held the medicine in his hand and raised his chin: "do what you should do. If you can't wake her up, I'll kill the king of Hongmeng!"

Mu Jin was unable to laugh or cry. He waved his hands and retreated: "you can solve the medicine by guiding it into his body with internal power."