Ye Yuxi looked at the thing in her hand. It stands to reason that in the stream, the blood stains would disappear quickly. The fact that it did not dissolve in the water only meant one thing. This piece of cloth had not been in the water for a long time!
upstream…
Ye Yuxi paid attention to the direction of the stream.
"We have to go and take a look." Ye Yuxi handed the blood cloth in his hand to Bai Jinyi.
Bai Jinyi nodded, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
"Fire Spirit."
Ye Yuxi called out the fire spirit and asked him to conduct aerial reconnaissance.
"Master, there is someone in front." Huo Ling's voice came.
"how many people?"
"Just two of them, they seem to be dead."
Ye Yuxi and Bai Jinyi looked at each other and walked up the stream.
Only a few hundred meters away, Ye Yuxi saw a little bit of blood, and two people were lying beside the stream.
When they came closer, the two men were dressed in the same clothes. One of them had torn clothes. It seemed that the bloody cloth should be on him.
"This man is not dead." Bai Jinyi used his mental power to explore the situation of the two of them, then leaned over and turned the man lying on the ground over.
Seeing the look of the man in front of him, Bai Jinyi stopped talking.
Ye Yuxi came over after hearing this, and when she saw the man's injuries, her pupils shrank. What kind of injury was this!
The man's shoulder bone was pierced, and pus and blood were constantly oozing out around the wound, and it was constantly corroding the surrounding skin.
"Hey, well! Save, save the young man..."
The man struggled to speak, but mid-sentence, his head tilted and he lost his breath.
"There should be someone else nearby." Bai Jinyi put the person on the ground.
"Separately look for it." Ye Yuxi looked at the somewhat disgusting wound. The wound felt very similar!
…
On a mountain not far from here.
"Xing Ziming, you can't escape. If you hand over your things, I might be able to spare your life!" Three men in gray cloaks surrounded a young master and a follower-looking man in the center.
"Hmph, you're going to lie to a three-year-old child with this kind of thing. I, Xing Ziming, would rather die in battle!" Xing Ziming tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand.
"Young master, you go first, I will hold them back." The attendant beside him was loyal. He did not run away from the battle, but vowed to protect the master to the death.
"Xing Ziming, you are also a talented person. As long as you hand over your things, I will not kill you." The gloomy voice came from the cloak again.
Xing Ziming said nothing and wiped the edge of his sword with the lapel of his clothes.
"It seems that you are not going to drink the wine as a penalty, so take action!" The three people took action at the same time, each holding a long whip in their hands, and headed towards Xing Ziming.
Xing Ziming smelled the faint fishy smell in the air and did not dare to be careless. He dodged left and right and dodged two whips in succession, but was caught in the sword by the third whip.
Hiss.
The sound of corrosion immediately came from the long sword.
"What a powerful poison! It can corrode even iron tools instantly." Ye Yuxi stood not far away and looked at the people fighting in the field.
Just after the fight, Xing Ziming was at a disadvantage.
Ye Yuxi shook her head and floated out.
Xingzi in the field clearly saw that his weapon was corroded and did not dare to be careless. He threw the sword directly. A flash of inspiration appeared in his hand, and another weapon appeared in his hand.
However, during this slight daze, the enemy's whip behind Xing Ziming swung again.
"Young Master!" The follower's expression changed, and he threw himself on Xing Ziming's back.
Snapped.
The long whip was wrapped around the attendant's neck, and a burst of spiritual power emitted from the long whip. In an instant, the attendant's head fell off.
The gray cloak wanted to take action again.
boom!
A ball of green flames hit his feet.
"Who!" The gray cloak's momentum changed and he looked around.