"Who are you?

I haven't seen you before."

Yan Qingwu paid attention to the tungsten steel bow of the boy opposite.

She was born in Baihu Pass and grew up in Baihu Pass. She knew the weight of the tungsten steel bow very well.

It is not easy to pull it away, but it is even more difficult to hit it in four consecutive times.

It's almost impossible for a teenager.

Unless you are specially trained, you will take various body refining pills every day.

Yan Qingwu thought about it and then, but she didn't even remember which deputy general in the Eight Fortress had such a child.

"Little man."

Jiang Yi threw down the tungsten steel bow and began to take off his top.

"What are you doing?"

Yan Qingwu immediately took two steps back with caution.

"Put it on, I'm developing."

Jiang Yi threw his shirt to Yan Qingwu.

Yan Qingwu looked down and saw that she was just rushing to escape and fighting. Her clothes were messy, and her sharp claws were torn apart behind her, and the front collapsed. The beauty inside was clearly seen.

She exclaimed, quickly wrapped her clothes, and stared at the boy in shame and anger.

What does it mean that you have developed?

Jiang Yi was inconvenient to put the tungsten steel bow into the bronze tower while guarding Yan Qingwu, so he carried it on his back and held the tungsten steel short knife and walked back.

Yan Qingwu took a healing pill and caught up with Jiang Yi: "How old are you?"

"Thirteen years old."

"How can you pull the tungsten bow?"

“Just exercise every day.”

Jiang Yi walked in front, his bright eyes alerting the dim forest around him, and occasionally stopped and stared at the beasts lurking in the dark.

"You often go to the Great Wilderness?"

The more Yan Qingwu looked at her, the more strange she felt. This man seemed to look like a child, and his aura and expression were more like those casual cultivators who licked blood from the blade.

“It’s been many years.”

"May I have your name?"

"unimportant."

"You saved me, I should thank you.

Tell me the name, I can let my father take care of you more in the future.”

"I saved you because I respect your father."

"You are very familiar with my father?"

"I'm not familiar with him, but respect him."

The two of them walked around together and stopped talking soon.

After a while, Jiang Yi frowned slightly and felt dizzy.

"Wait first, I'm tired."

Yan Qingwu suddenly staggered a few steps and held the big tree next to her. She shook her head, but after just a while, the scene in front of her became blurry.

poisonous?

Jiang Yi immediately became alert and felt a strong sense of weakness.

At this time, the firebirds in the sea of ​​Qi actually woke up, raising flames to form vortexes, pulling the spiritual power in the meridians to swallow poison gas, and the blood in the blood vessels began to flow faster, eliminating the feeling of fatigue.

Does the Holy Spirit Pattern have this effect?

Instead of running away, Jiang Yi stopped weakly and slowly sat down with the stone beside him.

There is no poisonous miasma on this road, and there is no poisonous weeds. There is only one possibility of sudden poisoning, and there is ambush around! If it weren't for Yan Qingwu, the target would be him.

He has always been very alert today, but when he just saved Yan Qingwu, he might have made some noise and was stared at him.

"Little waste, we're meeting again."

A cold voice came from the woodland ahead.

"Jiao Kui?"

Jiang Yi pretended to be weak and raised his eyes and saw clearly the person coming.

Jiao Kui was thick and fat, with a fat face full of flesh. When he saw Jiang Yi, his face was distorted.

"You...you...have poisoned in the air?"

Yan Qingwu sat weakly under the old tree, feeling uncomfortable all over and unable to exert any strength, which was obviously a symptom of poisoning.

"Miss Yan Qingwu, I'm lucky to know."

Jiao Kui just ambushed Jiang Yi, but he didn't expect to meet Yan Qingwu, a beautiful genius from Baihu Pass.

"What do you want to do?"

Yan Qingwu tried hard to stand up, but the more she struggled, the weaker she became, and the more she was, the more blurred the scene in front of her.

“What do I want to do?

Haha, I want to kill this trash.”

Jiao Kui's chin was kicked and his jaw was not healed, and he was still wrapped in a bandage.

Every time he said a word, he felt a tingling pain, which made his expression even more ferocious.

“It is less than thirty miles away from Baihu Pass.

If someone discovers, Jiao Shengyong can't protect you."

Yan Qingwu warned Jiao Kui weakly, but was surprised that this child had a deep hatred with Jiao Kui.

"You look down on me Jiao Kui too much. Since I have taken action, how could people discover it?"

Jiao Kui said, and a man and a woman gradually walked out of the woods behind him.

The woman is graceful and plump and beautiful. She holds a jade plate in her hand, and a faint blue mist is emitting on it. After it floats into the air, it quickly becomes colorless and tasteless.

The man was majestic and mighty, two meters tall, and carried an ugly shield on his shoulders, which was pitch black and heavy, and must be at least five or six hundred pounds.

"Young Master Yi, I've been lucky to know."

Both of them stared at Jiang Yi.

"Young Master Yi?"

Yan Qingwu doesn’t remember what Young Master Yi is in Baihu Pass, wait, Jiang Yi?

Could he be the adopted son of King Jiang, the one who defeated Jiang Ren and challenged Bai Hua in Fengyuntai?

Yan Qingwu looked at the boy in front of her in disbelief.

Jiang Yi suddenly growled and supported the tungsten steel bow beside him, but staggered a few steps and pounced on the ground again.

"Stop struggling, you can't escape."

Jiao Kui sneered, but his eyes were repeatedly swam on Yan Qingwu's convex body.

Jiang Yi raised the heavy tungsten steel bow and swayed to aim it at them.

"At a young age, it's not easy to pull a tungsten steel bow."

The majestic man came over and swung the shield in his hand slightly, hitting Jiang Yi's tungsten steel bow to the ground.

"Stop it, the eight fortresses made an agreement with the Prince Jiang's Mansion, no one can kill Jiang Yi."

Yan Qingwu was anxious, but she was weak and gasped violently when she spoke.

“Is it unclear?

No one knows I did it.”

Jiao Kui's attention was all on Yan Qingwu. He was originally planning to torture Jiang Yi, but the more he looked at Yan Qingwu's eyes became more and more intense, and an evil fire broke out in his heart.

This messy look is so tempting.

"Miss Yan, you are unlucky and you can't blame others."

"I've left Jiang Yi to you, don't let him die too easily.

Yan Qingwu, leave it to me to deal with it.”

Jiao Kui came to Yan Qingwu, pinched her chin, grabbed her arm and lifted it up.
To be continued...