Chapter 1617

On the land of China.

A huge dark shadow passed quickly through the clouds, and above it was a figure sitting upright at the moment.

"Yuhan swallowed longevity pill, I'm afraid it will take several days to refine it thoroughly."

Ye chenduan sat on the nine Diao Luan, looked at the mountains and rivers passing quickly below, and murmured: "now you might as well take advantage of this time to find a very shady place for Lintai."

Lin Tai was loyal to him and died for him. Even if he was willing to become a ghost monk, he would follow him. Therefore, how can he be indifferent.

"Master, if you go further south, you will cross the border of China..."

Now it has also entered the period of practicing emptiness. His heart is extremely respectful to Ye Chen. He is very clear that if it is not ye Chen, he is still showing people the door.

"Eh?"

Ye Chen suddenly frowned as he swept the ground.

Because there seemed to be a battle near the border, and there was a faint sense of familiarity among them.

"Go down and have a look."

Ye Chen ordered a word, nine Diao Luan immediately spread his wings toward the ground, just like a thunderbolt landing in general.

The closer you are, the more intense the breath is. At last, ye Chen's heart trembles slightly: "old cow!"

……

It was a village less than 50 kilometers from the Burmese border, but now it was full of blood and fire.

Countless uniformed men and horses set fire everywhere, and many even led wolf dogs in search of the mountains behind the village.

At the foot of the mountain, a military car was closely guarded by many people with real guns and ammunition.

In the car, a middle-aged man with white skin was holding a telescope and observing the mountain in the distance: "I must find that boy. I want to see people alive and dead to see corpses."

"Even if it is to flatten the mountain!"

"Yes

The voice of firmness was heard in the walkie talkie.

Deep in the mountain, in a natural cave, the light is dim, only small drops of water fall from under the rock wall from time to time.

On the ground, there was a yellow cattle lying on the ground. It was very old and seemed to be dying.

If you look at it carefully, you will find that its abdomen has blood flowing slowly.

In front of the yellow cattle, there was a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old. His face was pale, his lips were dry and his clothes were torn and rotten.

The young man was holding his hands to try to use the dripping water drops, while he looked down at the Yellow Cattle behind him: "yellow cattle, are you ok?"

However, the cattle did not move as if they had no breath.

The young body a shudder, quickly squat down to embrace the cattle, tears do not strive to flow out: "cattle, can't die, you can't die."

He had never been so sad.

The boy, named Qingshan, was born in a small mountain village in southern Yunnan near the border with Myanmar. His parents died when he was a child and was raised by a second uncle.

Second uncle is not, but does not regard him as a nephew, but let him do all kinds of farm work, let alone let him go to school.

As a result, Qingshan was very sensible since he was young, and he was always submissive. Until he was about to grow up, his second uncle was arrested for smoking.

From then on, he was left to live on his own. One night, he heard a cow cry outside the house.

Qingshan bravely opened the door and found a yellow cow standing outside.

Cattle are very old, almost all teeth fall off, it seems that they have walked a long way, limbs hooves have been grinding out shocking blood.

He will never forget the moment when the Yellow Cattle saw him, he cried very happily, as if he saw an acquaintance, and gently arched him with a pair of horns.

At first, Qingshan thought it was the cattle from the village who ran out. After asking from door to door, he found that there was no cattle lost.

In addition, the cattle could not be driven away, so he had to let the cattle stay in his home, one man and one cow depended on each other.

Although the cattle are old, they are very smart and diligent. Every time they plant crops, they don't need to open their mouths. They take the initiative to set up plows for themselves to plow the soil.

Just three days ago, a group of Burmese mercenaries broke into the village and killed many people.

Only Qingshan, riding a cattle, escaped into the back mountain and finally hid in this slightly narrow natural cave.

"Cattle, wake up, wake up..."

Qingshan shook the body of the Yellow Cattle violently and cried, "I promised to take you to the city. You can't die!"

The Yellow Cattle twitch under the body, seems to have recovered a trace of consciousness, opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Master..."

This is the first time it has spoken.

But he was so scared by the green hill that he sat on the ground and looked at it with fear in his eyes.

"Master, don't be afraid..."

Cattle mouth spit words, is very weak: "I am dead, you will pick off my skin to put on the body, can protect your life.""No..."

Qingshan didn't care about his fear. He hugged his neck tightly and cried, "I don't want you to die, I don't want you to die..."

At this moment, he did not know why he was so sad, as if he was not in front of a cow, but an old friend of many years was about to die.

"There's a sound in it!"

Suddenly, there was a cry outside, and then there was a rustling sound of footsteps.

"No, they found us."

Qingshan's face changed and he was afraid.

The Yellow Cattle roared hard, as if to struggle to get up and take the green hill to leave, but it did not help.

It is now more than seventy years old.

It's old!

In addition, when he fled with the castle peak before, he was shot, and the flow of blood accelerated the end of its life.

Raised, a tall black faced man walked to the entrance of the cave, looked at the green hill and sneered: "so you boy hide here!"

"Tell your Lord, we found someone!"

He turned around and said, "boy, are you coming out by yourself, or are we coming in to catch you?"

The green hills were white.

Yellow cattle neigh, as if unwilling.

The big man with black face didn't return to the command way: "come on a thin person, go in and catch that boy for me!"

After saying that, there was no movement behind him. He looked back subconsciously and saw a young man with black hair staring at him without expression.

The ten or so of his subordinates were lying on the ground, staring round, as if they had experienced some fear before they died.

The black faced man subconsciously takes out his gun.

"Ah

The next moment, he screamed, an arm burst open, fresh blood splashed on his face.

He didn't care about the pain. He looked at the black haired youth in horror: "you Who are you? "

"Bang!"

Ye Chen reaches out with one hand, takes it in the hand, the arm is exerting force, it is to wear out hard directly.

After seeing all this, the green hill in the cave looks very scared.

How could he not understand that the robbers who killed in his eyes would be so vulnerable in front of the young man.