Chapter 32 It’s Time to Take Action

At five in the morning, Nectarine girl lay on the ground, vomiting non-stop. She had reached her limit.

"No, I have to go down the mountain..." Nectarine girl struggled to get up and left the woods tremblingly.

Ever since Li Banfeng left, Nectarine girl also had the idea of ​​going down the mountain, but whenever she saw others still picking flowers, she was reluctant to leave.

Affected by the poisonous fog, Nectarine's efficiency dropped sharply. In the past eight hours, she only picked three snake chrysanthemums in total, and spent most of the time resting.

Knowing that she was dizzy and even had difficulty walking, Nectarine always felt bad when she saw others picking flowers.

People are like this. When they see others making money, they feel that they have suffered a great loss, and they feel that the golden pond is right in front of them. They can make more money by gritting their teeth.

But now, she can't bear it anymore.

Walking along the mountain path, she vaguely heard footsteps behind her.

Nectarine was startled, covered the pocket on her waist, and turned back suddenly.

When she turned back, she turned back too hard, her vision shook, and Nectarine fell to the ground.

There was indeed someone chasing after her. It was the little girl Cao Ye.

Cao Ye went forward to help You Tao up, took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms, and gave it to You Tao: "Sister, I have a cool powder here. You can feel better if you take a bite. If you don't believe it, I'll take a bite first..."

You Tao smiled, took the porcelain bottle, took a bite, and rested for a while. She really felt much better.

"I have eaten a lot of your medicine candies and medicine powders this day. I really feel that I owe you." You Tao opened the cloth bag and took out five snake chrysanthemums. "Don't despise it. This is not much for me. Just accept it."

Cao Ye shook her head and said, "I picked more than you. I have 61 plants here. I don't want yours. Sister, let's go down the mountain together. I still need your care on the way."

You Tao pinched Cao Ye's face and said with a smile, "Let's go together."

The two walked down the mountain. Less than an hour later, a figure in front blocked their way.

Cao Ye was startled and shrank behind You Tao.

Youtao was quite calm after walking through the rivers and lakes.

She first observed the condition of the mountain road, and then shouted to the person who blocked the road: "Brother, are you looking for snake daisy? I can show you a way. It's a good place with many good flowers."

In the thick fog, the man smiled and said, "I think this is a good place. I think your two flowers are pretty good."

The voice sounded familiar.

Youtao smiled and said, "Brother, you are so sweet. If you say I am a flower, I will admit it with thick skin. How old is this little girl? At most, she is a flower bud. How can you do that?"

As she spoke, Youtao stretched out her hand to the grass leaf, motioning her to take the cooling powder.

After taking a mouthful of the cooling powder, Youtao felt a little better. She realized that she could not get around this level.

The man took two steps forward, and his shiny head was reflected in the night.

It's this bald head again!

"I won't waste my words with you two," the bald man wiped the machete, "Leave the flower behind and let you two live."

As he spoke, three of his followers appeared behind the bald man.

Cao Ye was very scared and tightly held the cloth bag around her waist.

Youtao patted her and signaled her not to panic.

Medicine cultivators can't fight, but they should be able to use medicine. I wonder if this girl has poison.

But why didn't Youtao listen to the bald man and leave the snake flower behind to save her life?

Because she has been through the rivers and lakes, she knows what kind of people are in front of her.

This is a desolate mountain, and they are two women.

Even if they really leave the flower behind, they may not be able to save their lives, and they will not die simply.

Youtao smiled softly, blinked at the bald man, and said tenderly: "Brother, look at what you said, a real man, bullying two weak women like me, are you really willing to do it?"

The bald man smiled and said: "I really can't bear it. How about this, you two serve me together, whoever serves me better, I will reward her with a flower."

"Brother, one flower is not enough! I work harder, can't you reward me more?" Youtao twisted her body, showing her charm between her exquisite curves.

Especially her voice, like a goose feather dipped in honey, brushing back and forth on her back.

The bald man's heartbeat was accelerating, and his three followers' heartbeats were also accelerating.

"Stinky woman, it turns out that you are Huan Xiu, you did it during the day!" The bald man spat, "Playing this trick with your grandfather? Grandpa will let you taste it today!"

The four people rushed up together, and Youtao pulled out two short knives from his waist.

…

In the grove, Lao Yan Pao put the last bit of tobacco in his pipe into his pipe, lit it, and took two deep puffs.

“That’s enough for me, everyone, see you later.” Lao Yan Pao picked a total of 91 snakeweeds, and he made the most money among the group.

But he couldn’t hold on any longer.

He used tobacco oil to protect his throat and filtered out a lot of poisonous fog, but after all, he was old and had spent nearly 20 hours in Kuwu Mountain, reaching his limit.

When Lao Yan Pao got up and was about to leave, Hu Kozi stepped forward and stopped him: “Old man, don’t be in a hurry, it’s not dawn yet, leave later.”

Lao Yan Pao saw that something was wrong and looked Hu Kozi up and down: “Why, do you want to go to the dark?”

Hugaozi smiled and said: "Old man, don't be so harsh. We are in a relationship. Shouldn't we take care of each other along the way? You brought so many good flowers down the mountain, and you will definitely find out something along the way. Why don't you leave it to us to keep it for you? , I’ll return it to you after we get down the mountain.”

"Leave it to you for safekeeping?" Lao Yanpao smiled, "Thank you for your kindness. We met by chance, and this is where our fate ends."

Hubaozi blocked Lao Yanpao's path: "Old man, keep your pocket, I really do it for your own good."

The old man sneered: "Little calf, I've long seen that you and the guy with glasses are not a good match.

When the bald man came just now, the two of you just said nothing but teased each other, talking about cross talk.

The battle is almost over, and if you two rush over and pretend to be good guys, you and Baldhead must be in the same group! "

This was meant for Qin Xiaopang.

Qin Xiaopang stood there dumbly, not knowing why Hubaozi and Lao Yanpao were quarreling.

Hearing what Lao Yanpao said, he somewhat understood.

Lao Yanpao continued: "When we were going up the mountain, the bald man robbed us once, and when we got to the place where we were picking flowers, he robbed us again. You pretended to be a good guy, but you actually wanted the bald man to explore our skills.

If we are not good at it, let Baldhead take the lead. If we lose the flowers, we will have to desperately go back to find them. When night comes, you can collect them all.

If our skills are good, you won't let the bald man take action. At night, when we disperse, you will deal with them one by one.

Little fat man, the one who came with you is named Baisha. He is probably dead on the way. Those two girls may also be dead. If we don't take action, we will die in the hands of these two brats. "

Upon hearing this, the little fat man quickly put away his pocket and picked up the axe.

The gold-rimmed man adjusted his glasses, looked at the two of them, and said with a smile: "Don't be impulsive, just listen to my advice.

Lao Yanpao, you have good eyesight, but you are too greedy. With your cultivation level, if you go down the mountain early, we will not be able to stop you.

But if you insist on staying up until now, you probably won’t be able to stand still, right?

I can see that you are someone who has been through the world, but this should be your first time going to Kuwu Mountain.

Do you think you can block all the poisonous mist in Bitter Mist Mountain with your puff of smoke oil? If that's the case, Kuwu Mountain will become your Yan Xiu's world! "

The old smoker laughed and said: "The smoke oil can't block all the poisonous mist, at least it can block most of it. It's still much better than you carrying it until now. If you don't mind, try it."

The man with gold-rimmed glasses sighed, took out a handkerchief and wiped his spectacle lenses: "I shouldn't talk to a fool like you, it takes too much effort."

Tiger Boy rushed out with his dagger and said, "If you do it, it's over for him. If he wants to die, how can he stop him?"

Lao Yanpao looked at Xiaopang.

Qin Xiaopang was still thinking about the right time to take action.

Unexpectedly, Tiger Boy suddenly jumped over and kicked Xiaopang in the face.

Food cultivators, when well fed and drunk, have extraordinary physical talents. They can run, fight, are very resistant to being beaten, and have a certain resistance to poisons and the like.

But if you take any talent alone, he is not the best.

Just like being able to play this talent, he is obviously not as good as Hu Gaozi, because Hu Gaozi is a martial arts cultivator.

This kick hit Little Fatty's face, and Little Fatty was unprepared. Tiger Lamb stepped forward and stabbed Little Fatty in the stomach, but Little Fatty barely managed to avoid it.

But he dodged the stab in the stomach and received another punch from Tiger Boy on the chin. The little fat man lost his balance and fell to the ground. Tiger Boy made up for it by kicking him in the face, knocking the little fat man unconscious.

Hu Gaozi was about to finish his attack when he suddenly saw a burst of yellow smoke coming behind him.

Huzizi quickly avoided the smoke, and a spark flew into his face again.

Hubaozi and Jin-rimmed Glasses both claimed to be first-level cultivators, but in fact they were just trying to scare people. Neither of them had any level, while Lao Yanpao was a real first-level cultivator.

Gold-rimmed glasses can't deal with Lao Yanpao alone, and Lao Yanpao doesn't give Hu Gaozi a chance to make up for it.

Lao Yanpao admires Little Fatty very much, because when he and Baldhead fought against each other, only Little Fatty actually made a move.

After packing up the gold glasses and tiger boy, you may encounter a bald man when going down the mountain. This little fat guy is also a good helper.

Seeing that he couldn't kill Xiaopang for a while, Tiger Boy quickly besieged Lao Yanpao with Gold-rimmed Glasses. Lao Yanpao used a pipe pot with smoke and fire. Facing the two of them, Lao Yanpao had the upper hand at first. Lao Yanpao thought he had a bag of The two of them could be sorted out in the time it took to smoke.

But when the bag of cigarettes was finished, the old smoker had not won, and his situation was not good.

Without Yan Xiu, his combat power dropped by another level.

The old man fought and retreated, his gold-rimmed glasses waving his folding fan, and his attacks became more and more fierce.

That shouldn't be the case. Gold-rimmed glasses also spent a day in the mountains. Why didn't he look like he was poisoned?

Lao Yanpao was attacked from the front and back by the two men, and with no way out, he spit out the last puff of cigarette he was holding, and the smoke rushed into his face with gold-rimmed glasses like a sharp blade.

The gold-rimmed glasses waved the folding fan and blew away the smoke.

It was useless to blow it away, the smoke was poisonous, so the old smoker sprayed out the poison hidden in the dentures.

Tiger Boy covered his mouth and nose and backed away, tears and snot flowing down his face.

The gold-rimmed glasses coughed twice but were not greatly affected.

Lao Yanpao was stunned, why didn't this puff of poisonous smoke knock him down?

Could it be that he is a poisonous cultivator?

broken!

The last puff of cigarette was used up, and the old smoker failed to get a chance to escape.

The folding fan whirred in front of him, which made Lao Yanpao smell a strange fragrance.

Not good!

His fan is poisonous!

The old smoker's vision became blurry and he realized that he was poisoned!

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