Chapter 1625 Yellow Cattle and Green Mountains!

On the land of China.

A huge black shadow quickly passed through the clouds, and a figure was sitting on top of it.

"After Yuhan swallows the Longevity Pill, I'm afraid it will take a few days to completely refine it."

Ye Chen sat upright on Jiudiao Luan, looking at the mountains and rivers passing quickly below, and murmured: "Now we might as well take advantage of this time to find a very dark place for Lin Tai."

Lin Tai was loyal to him, died for him, and even followed him even if he was willing to become a ghost cultivator. In this case, how could he remain indifferent.

Jiudiao Luan spoke: "Master, if we go further south, we will cross the border of China..."

Now it has also entered the stage of refining, and he is extremely respectful to Ye Chen in his heart. He knows very well that if it weren't for Ye Chen, I'm afraid he would still be looking at the door for others.

"Huh?"

Ye Chen glanced at the ground with his consciousness and suddenly frowned.

Because there seemed to be a fight near the border, and there was actually a faint familiar aura in it.

"Go down and have a look."

Ye Chen gave an order, and Jiudiao Luan immediately spread its wings and flew towards the ground, like thunder landing.

The closer he got, the stronger the aura became. In the end, Ye Chen's heart trembled slightly: "Old cow?!!"

…

It was a village less than fifty kilometers away from the Myanmar border, but it was now filled with the smell of blood and strong fire.

Countless men and horses in uniform uniforms were setting fires everywhere, and there were even many leading wolves and dogs searching the mountains behind the village.

And under the foot of the mountain, a military vehicle was tightly guarded by many people with real guns and ammunition.

In that car, a middle-aged man with white skin color held a telescope and observed the mountains in the distance: "You must find that boy for me. If you want to see him alive, you want to see his body."

"Even if it means leveling this mountain!"

"yes!"

A determined voice immediately sounded on the intercom.

And deep in the mountain, in a natural cave, the light was dim, and only tiny water droplets fell from the rock wall from time to time.

On the ground, a yellow ox was lying down at this moment. The ox was extremely old and seemed to be dying.

If you look carefully, you will find blood slowly flowing out of its abdomen.

In front of scalper, there was a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old. The young man was pale, with chapped lips, and his clothes were torn and torn.

While holding the dripping water in his hands, the boy lowered his head and turned to look at the ox behind him: "Ox, are you okay?"

However, Huang Niu remained motionless, as if he had lost his breath.

The young man trembled and hurriedly knelt down to hug Huang Niu. Tears flowed out unsatisfactoryly: "Yu Niu, you can't die. You can't die."

He had never been so sad.

The boy's name is Qingshan, and he was born in a small mountain village in southern Yunnan near the Myanmar border. His parents died when he was young, and he was raised by his second uncle's family.

Not only did the second uncle not regard him as his nephew, but instead asked him to do all kinds of farm work, let alone go to school.

Therefore, Qingshan has been very sensible since he was a child and has always been submissive. Until he was almost an adult, his second uncle was caught smoking cigarettes.

From then on, he was left to live independently. One night in the middle of the night, he heard the sound of a cow braying from outside the house.

Qingshan pretended to be brave and opened the door, only to find a ox standing outside the door.

The ox was very old, and almost all its teeth had fallen out. It seemed that it had walked a long way, and its limbs and hooves were worn out with shocking blood.

He would never forget the moment when the ox saw him, it barked extremely happily, as if it saw an acquaintance, and gently nudged him with a pair of horns.

Qingshan initially thought that a cow had escaped from some family in the village, but after asking door to door, he found that there was no such thing as a missing cow.

Since the scalpers couldn't drive them away, he had no choice but to let the scalpers stay at his home, where one person and one cow depended on each other.

Although the ox is old, it is very smart and diligent. Every time it plants crops, it does not ask Qingshan to ask. It takes the initiative to put on a plow to plow the fields and plow the soil.

Unexpectedly, just three days ago, a group of Burmese mercenaries broke into the village, seemingly searching for something, and killed many people.

Only Qingshan rode the ox and fled into the back mountain, and finally hid in this slightly narrow natural cave.

"Scalper, wake up, wake up..."

Qingshan shook Huang Niu's body violently and cried: "I promised to take you to the city to see, you can't die!"

Yellow Ox twitched, seemed to have regained some consciousness, opened his eyes and looked at him reluctantly.

"Owner……"

This is the first time it speaks.

But Qingshan was so frightened that he sat heavily on the ground, looking at it with fear in his eyes.

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

The scalper uttered human words and was very weak: "If I die, you can peel off my skin and put it on your body. It will save your life."

"No……"

Regardless of fear, Qingshan hugged its neck tightly and cried: "I don't allow you to die, I don't allow you to die..."

At this moment, he didn't know why he was so sad, as if what was in front of him was not a cow, but an old friend who had been passing away for many years.

"There's a sound in here!"

Suddenly, a sound of exclamation came from outside, and then the sound of rustling footsteps came quickly.

"No, they found us."

Qingshan's expression changed, he was very scared.

Huang Niu roared with all his strength and seemed to be trying to get up and take Qingshan away, but it was to no avail.

It now lives for more than seventy years.

It's old!

In addition, when he fled with Qingshan, he was shot, and the loss of blood hastened the end of his life.

Suddenly, a tall and strong black-faced man walked to the entrance of the cave, looked at Qingshan and sneered: "So you are hiding here!"

"Tell the adults that I found someone!"

He turned around and said, and then looked at the man and the cow with a ferocious face: "Boy, do you come out by yourself, or do we come in to catch you?"

Qingshan's face was pale.

The yellow cow neighed, as if unwilling.

The black-faced man ordered without turning his head: "Come, a thin man, go in and catch that boy for me!"

After he finished speaking, there was no movement behind him. He subconsciously looked back and saw a black-haired young man staring at him expressionlessly.

And the dozen men he brought with him were all lying on the ground, their eyes wide open, as if they had experienced some fear before they died.

The black-faced man subconsciously wanted to draw his gun.

"Ah!"

The next moment, he screamed, and one of his arms exploded, splashing blood all over his face.

He ignored the pain and looked at the black-haired young man with horror: "You... who are you?"

"Bang!"

Ye Chen reached out and took it in his hand, and used his arm to grind it to pieces.

Qingshan in the cave was extremely scared after witnessing all this.

He couldn't understand why those robbers who killed people without blinking an eye in his eyes would be so fragile in front of the young man in front of him.