Start the game with the goddess on a deserted island!

Chapter 871

The cold-faced man was studying a vintage flower at this time, and he didn't give Bi Zhi a hard look the whole time.

"Hey! It seems that you are going to drive the duck to the shelves! Forget it, I will be a duck this time. It's not that I'm cowardly. I mainly don't want to hurt Miss Zhu Chan."

Bi Zhi said firmly.

Zhao Dezhu glanced at him sideways, and said impatiently: "Don't be so stubborn, since you admit it, you should be obedient. In the future, our three brothers are in a good mood, and maybe we will share a little bit with you."

The arm couldn't twist the thigh, so we continued to follow Zhao Dezhu and the others to find a new ambush point.

Generally speaking, there is no feasible road in the ancient forest.

But it doesn't matter, we can judge which way the strong will go according to the height of the woods.

Normally speaking, humans are creatures that seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, so we must take the kind of sunny path, so we try to choose places with relatively low woods.

We walked to the left for more than ten miles, and selected a forest.

Zhao Dezhu and Bi Zhigang continued to be partners on an ancient tree, and Zhu Chan and I continued to be partners.

"What should we do? Are we going to let them take dragon blood and herbs?"

Zhu Chan whispered.

"What are you panicking about? As long as he doesn't eat the herbs right away, we'll just wait patiently. Believe me, in the end, it's all ours."

I said lightly.

"It's all yours? Do you have any good plans?" Zhu Chan asked.

"Plan? What plan do you need? When I get out of the ancient forest, I'll just grab it all back. Now it's just stored in his hands." I said.

"Could it be, didn't you see it? He's at the peak of the Guiyuan Realm?"

Zhu Chan said.

She still doesn't know that I already have the strength to easily kill Guiyuan Peak.

Even, when encountering an ordinary true martial arts realm, he has the power to fight.

If you can't fight, but use your power skills to escape, you can always escape, right?

"Forget it, it's useless to talk too much, let's read the libretto while riding a donkey!"

I said helplessly.

Time goes on.

During the daytime, the ancient forest is like a big steamer, extremely hot and stuffy.

At night, it was dark and damp, with a musty smell.

Ordinary people can't stay here for a day, they will be poisoned and die.

Fortunately, among our group of people, the weakest ones also have the power of fifty dragons, most of them have the power of a hundred dragons, so they can withstand it completely.

But still very uncomfortable.

Three days later, I suddenly changed my expression and looked under the tree.

I saw four people standing side by side under the tree.

The strength of the four people is uneven, two are innate first-rank, and one is returning to the middle stage of the original realm.

The last white-haired old man reached the late Guiyuan period.

All four of them suffered injuries of varying degrees of severity, especially one of the First Grade Xiantian, he would vomit a mouthful of blood after walking a few steps.

The least injured was the white-haired old man.

He just had a hole in his shoulder that wouldn't heal.

The surroundings of the hole were not bloody, but scorched black.

Boom boom boom...

The three of Zhao Dezhu fell to the ground at the same time.

Then, Bi Zhigang and others also fell under the tree.

Zhu Chan and I looked at each other, and we also fell under the tree.

The situation of encirclement is established.

"Ok?"

The white-haired old man stood in front of us, staring at us coldly.

At the same time, the man in the middle stage of Guiyuan protected the young man who kept vomiting blood behind him.

I took a closer look and found that the looks of these four people were five or six points similar. Could it be that they are a family?

"What do you want?" the white-haired old man asked.

Before Zhao Dezhu opened his mouth, the boy who kept vomiting blood spoke first: "Grandpa, can't you see it? They want to steal our victory?"

I nodded secretly, it really is a family.

"Hmph! Brother, you are at the peak of Guiyuan anyway, don't you have any honor? How dare you do such a thing?"

The white-haired old man said to the cold-faced man.

He should be an aborigine on a certain island. If he is a person in a civilized society, what kind of honor is he talking about?

"Don't get me wrong."

Zhao Dezhu hurriedly said: "We just saw that the four of you were seriously injured, so we want to help you keep your bags. I believe you have a lot of treasures in your bags, right? With your injuries, you can't take these things out. Why don't you hand them over to me?" We'll keep it."

Zhao Dezhu used this set of rhetoric again.

"Hmph! This is what our family fought hard to get back. My wife, my son's wife, my two grandchildren's mother and grandma, all died because of what was in it. You want our luggage It is equivalent to killing us."

The white-haired old man said.

What he said made me a little embarrassed.

But there is always someone who is kind...

The cold-faced man took a step forward and stretched out his hand: "Either give me the luggage, or lose my life, you choose."

"you?"

The white-haired old man was furious.

He threw his luggage to his son and put on a posture: "Okay, aren't you the top of Guiyuan? The two of us have a fight. If I win, you let us leave. If we lose, everything is fine." to you."

"Okay, then I'm here."

After the cold-faced man finished speaking, his figure flashed.

boom……

The white-haired old man took five or six steps back, grunted, and looked at his scorched wound.

The wound was enlarged by the cold-faced man.

This guy is also quite despicable, he specifically picks on other people's wounds.

"So shameless, here I come."

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and punched out with both fists.

boom……

The cold-faced man and the white-haired old man had an anal fight.

The white-haired old man took five or six steps back, sat down on the ground, sprayed five or six mouthfuls of blood, and his breath suddenly weakened.

The cold-faced man just took three steps back without any emotion on his face.

"How? To give or not?" asked the cold-faced man.

"Grandpa, give it to him, survival is the most important thing." The boy cried and said.

The white-haired old man squinted his eyes hard, and two turbid old tears flowed down from his eyes.

"Okay, I'll give it."

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he threw the four bags to the cold-faced man.

The cold-faced man took the animal skin bag with one hand, and glanced inside.

Soon, he grabbed a bottle from one of the backpacks, opened the bottle, and sniffed it.

"It's done, this is dragon's blood."

The cold-faced man put the dragon's blood in his backpack, and threw other unimportant backpacks to Zhao Dezhu and the others.

"let's go."

The white-haired old man finished speaking and walked towards us.

The cold-faced man hesitated for a moment, but still stepped out of the way.

He is a smart man and doesn't want to waste unnecessary energy.

Anyway, the white-haired old man is no longer worth robbery, so he might as well save his strength for the next robbery.

In the days that followed, we robbed another five or six groups of strong men.

One of the guys at the peak of the Guiyuan Realm came back with dragon blood in his beard and tail.

However, he still couldn't beat the cold-faced man, and left depressed after being robbed of the dragon's blood. The cold-faced man didn't hurt his life.

It's been two months now and my beard has grown five centimeters.

Since I haven't seen the sun for a long time, I feel that my strength seems to have dropped a little bit.

I estimated that the cold-faced man had at least four bottles of dragon's blood on him, should he go home?

"Sister Zhu Chan, go and discuss with Zhao Dezhu whether you can go home now."

I said to Zhu Chan.

"Well, fine."

After Zhu Chan finished speaking, she jumped off the tree.

She is a clean woman and hasn't bathed for two whole months. Although she doesn't smell bad due to her physique, she still can't stand it.

"Mr. Zhao, please come down, I have something to say."

After hearing what Zhu Chan said, a group of people jumped off the tree one after another, and I jumped off the tree too.

"Speak quickly if you have anything to say." Zhao Dezhu said.

"This dragon's blood, we have at least four bottles, right? There are so many herbs, I think it's time to retire now, otherwise, if we meet a real martial arts expert, we will have nothing to do in the past two months." White is busy."

Zhu Chan said.

Zhao Dezhu hesitated, and looked at the cold-faced man with a consulting look.

(End of this chapter)