After a while, the monk Ku and Lu Da had an agreement. Both of them nodded and smiled with satisfaction. Xiang Yang watched them look at him and Yuanbao from time to time, and his hair stood up. Could it be that he would not have thought about anything bad?

"Xiao Xiang, you have also seen the current situation. I want to go and chase the master of the Demon Sect and Song Zuwu. You and Master Yuanbao stay here to protect the three injured. Is there any problem?"

Lu Da said with a smile. Xiang Yang always felt something was wrong when he saw it, but it was good to stay here. Although he might not be able to complete the task released by Tianshu, he won the safety of his victory. He nodded and agreed.

Lu Da and Master Ku were both thunderous and decisive people. They left as soon as they were told, and used their light skills one after another, and the field was suddenly deserted.

At this time, the valley was silent, and only the sound of a waterfall rumbling hitting the rocks came. Xiang Yang shrank his shoulders and felt a little uneasy. He wanted to say something to Yuanbao, but he saw the fat monk competing with the green fish in his hand.

It’s strange that the first fish just now was killed in three or five times, but now the second fish was chewed slowly and sucked off one piece of fish meat, and it was eaten fine.

Xiang Yang ignored Yuanbao and walked towards the three wounded men. While walking, he took off the burden on his back, came to the three men, and looked at them carefully.

Luo Qi and Peng Xuan both dressed in black like Lu Da. Luo Qi is more mature and steady, and has a much handsome appearance, although it is a little worse than Xiang Yang.

Peng Xuan was much more ordinary, and was seriously injured, his face was very pale and looked like a sick person.

The last Du Yuanhui, the seventh elder of the Iron Bone Sect, looked as thin as a skinny person, with exposed skin and black skin and disheveled hair. His specific face was hard to see clearly, and only a pair of cold eyes were exposed.

"Three people, Xiang Yang, the detective from Anyuan County, is here. This time, he followed Captain Lu up the mountain. Please take care of him. Come and eat a bun to replenish his energy."

Although the three of them were all lying on the ground, when they saw Xiang Yang approaching, they immediately sat up like a spring, staring at Xiang Yang coldly, as if they were guarding against something, which made Xiang Yang, who was holding the bun and smiling, a little embarrassed.

It was obvious that although Xiang Yang followed Lu Da, the three of them obviously couldn't trust him, and they wouldn't eat the buns in his hand.

At this time, the fat man who had eliminated the grilled fish saw the bun in Xiang Yang's hand, with round eyes glowing. His short and fat body jumped to Xiang Yang with a whizzing sound, and reached out to grab a bun. He stuffed it straight into his mouth, regardless of whether it was poisonous or not. Seeing Xiang Yang's lips trembled slightly. No wonder he was so fat, he was really a foodie.

Luo Qi, who was sitting cross-legged, frowned and wanted to say something, but when Yuanbao moved quickly, he stuffed the buns all over his mouth, shook his head speechlessly, and suppressed his patience, but he still stared at Xiang Yang coldly, with a face full of defense.

Xiang Yang was a little unhappy. Grandma, I'm kind-hearted and kind, it's fine if I don't appreciate it. What does this attitude of guarding against thieves mean? They also have self-esteem.

After extinguishing the plan to get close to the three of them, Xiang Yang still smiled. He reached out and picked up a bun and took a bite. He turned around and walked to a flat ground more than ten meters away from the threesome, sitting down, eating and watching the scenery.

The waterfall splashes, and the water droplets reflect colorful light in the sun. The cliffs are blue and black, towering into the clouds, and the scenery is beautiful.

Yuanbao glanced at the warning look of the three of them, looked at the buns in Xiang Yang's hand, and touched his belly, which was round and bulging, but was much shrier than before. He muttered in a low voice, then came to Xiang Yang again, showing a pleasing smile.

This made Xiang Yang feel comfortable. It was not for this smile, but for Yuanbao's attitude. He trusted himself and was not afraid of harming him. Although he was a little novice and less vigilant, he was very friendly. I am very happy to invite you to eat buns.

There was nothing to say, the two of them chewed buns around the buns spread on the ground. You one, me one, not long after, the thick-skinned and thin-filled buns were gnawed. Xiang Yang stretched out and inserted the Yanling knife into the land beside him. He lay flat on the ground with his head in his hands and closed his eyes to rest.

Yuanbao burped in satisfaction, closed his eyes cross-legged, and somehow made a string of Buddhist beads, fiddled with them and chanted the scriptures in a low voice, wondering if he was repentant for breaking the precepts he had just broken.

Exhale, breathe, breathe, breathe, Xiang Yang looks like he is asleep, his tongue curled up and presses against the lower jaw gum, his breathing is continuous and regular, his lower abdomen is fluctuating, his body is fully real internal force, refined essence into qi, and he flows and grows stronger bit by bit. He was surprised by the fat man and the three wounded people ten meters away.

"Elder Du, Lao Luo, look at that kid's sleeping position, it's not like that, but his breathing is regular, and he is actually practicing in this posture. Aren't you afraid of getting into a devil?"

Peng Xuan frowned and asked in a low voice. His martial arts skills were not high, but he was also better than Xiang Yang, and he saw some tricks.

"This is Taoist internal strength. Although it is fundamental, it looks extremely pure.

You didn't notice just now that he was walking and speaking, and he was actually secretly breathing and exhaling essence. He cooperated with the internal energy to practice martial arts all the time. I wonder which master created such a wonderful skill."

Du Yuanhui's eyes were full of admiration. He had experienced many experiences and had unique and experienced eyes. He had long seen that what Xiang Yang learned was extraordinary. Perhaps he was a little bit inferior in fighting, but the essence of internal strength can be seen by the constant operation of practice.

The little monk Yuanbao also quietly stopped chanting, stared at Xiang Yang practicing in his sleep with his round eyes, full of envy. He would have been so happy that he could practice this way. He ate and ate every day, and his martial arts could continue to improve, and the master could no longer force him.

Time passed by bit by bit, and the monk Lu Daku who had gone away still did not return, and there was no sound of fighting around, which made Xiang Yang, who was sleeping, always wonder how they tracked Song Zuwu and the master of the Demon Sect?

Logically speaking, although the ambush and attack and pursuit trio almost succeeded, they eventually failed with the intervention of Monk Ku. Whether it is Song Zuwu or the master of the Demon Sect, the wisest choice is to escape immediately. But after Lu Da and Monk Ku said, they are still hiding in this black mountain. Why is this?

Xiang Yang was empty-minded, and after thinking about it, either there was a secret or treasure in the Black Mountain that made the two reluctant to leave, or they were unwilling to give up and felt that they could destroy the hunting trio, so they hid in the dark and waited for the opportunity.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yang suddenly woke up, sat up from the ground, touched the Yanling Knife beside him, giving him a lot of security.

Regardless of whether what he is thinking is true or not, it is always good to be wary, especially when only he and Yuanbao have combat power.

However, he didn't expect that his actions scared the injured trio and almost thought that Xiang Yang was going to be unfavorable to them. When he saw that Xiang Yang had no other actions, he breathed a sigh of relief and cursed secretly.

"Yuanbao, get up, be careful, I feel something is wrong. Did Captain Lu and Master Ku fall into the trap of luring the tiger away from the mountain? Why haven't you come back for such a long time?"

Xiang Yang's words made Yuanbao who chanted scriptures a little confused. What is the lure of the tiger away from the mountain?
Chapter completed!