I am the Envoy of the Winter

He was carrying a basket on his back, looking nervously at the mimetic plant monster in front of him, it could be seen that he was very nervous.

The main reason is that he has never fought this kind of thing before, and he doesn't know how to fight it.

And he himself regretted running to such a place alone.

But the wounded soldiers in the barracks needed sweet flowers at this time, and the barracks was relatively short of manpower, so he had to take risks.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Zhe Ping raised the sword in his hand and slashed at Dian Hua.

Unexpectedly, in a flash of lightning, that Liaohua went straight into the ground.

The surrounding thunder elements were still very active, and Zhe Ping gradually retreated to the side of a huge snake-god spine, leaning his back on the stone to prevent that Lieutenant Flower from suddenly appearing behind him.

In fact, this behavior is somewhat unwise.

Because there is a high probability that the God's resentment is related to the bone of the snake god.

Zaoyou and Tatyana are not affected because one of them is the original god with the eye of God, and the other is the transformed original demon.

As for Bai Luo... he is thankful if he doesn't harm others, but he still thinks about others harming him?

dreaming.

Holding his breath, Zhe Ping imitated Bai Luo, sheathed the saber, and assumed the posture of drawing the saber.

His body was pressed extremely low, and his hind feet also touched the snake bones.

The sloping body almost completely covered the thin edge in his hand and filled his eyes.

"Zizi..."

The arc was jumping, and suddenly exploded on the beach, and the electric flower also reappeared.

What greeted it was Zhe Ping's slash.

Almost at the moment when the thunder and lightning exploded, Zhe Ping's hind feet that were touching the snake bones also exerted force suddenly.

The thin edge in his hand was full of light and his eyes were cut out at a high speed, and the deceitful flower was broken in two by his knife.

"Huh...huh..."

After cutting out the knife, Zhe Ping's hand holding the knife trembled a little, which was already the best he could do.

If Bai Luo was here, he would definitely be surprised.

Because of his sword, he already had the embryonic form of the skill of drawing a sword quickly.

If he can maintain this speed of drawing the sword, he can swing nine swords in a row.

Then he can formally learn the Nine-headed Dragon Flash and become the successor of the Feitian Yujian style.

With Bo Yuan's eyes sheathed, Zhe Ping pulled out the pocket knife he was carrying, and began to operate on Dian Hua's body.

The elemental nectar produced by this monster is a rare material.

Not only does it taste sweeter and more delicious than the nectar of ordinary flowers, but it can also be sold to the Adventurers Association at a high price in exchange for high rewards.

Unfortunately, given the current relationship between Haizhi Island and Narugami Island, it is unlikely to be sold to the Adventurers Association, but it can still be brought back for everyone to try.

But he didn't realize how dangerous his behavior of leaning on the snake bone was.

"Delivery business..."

Ye Fuzhong, who was originally influenced by the evil god, stood on the tall snake bone, condescendingly looked down at Zhe Ping who was concentrating on dealing with the cheating flowers, and pulled out the sword in his hand.

"Try this knife!"

Ye Fuzhong jumped down from the snake bone, and the blood-stained sword in his hand also slashed towards Zheping.

Zhe Ping sensed the crisis behind him, so he was caught off guard and had no choice but to use the dissecting knife in his hand to resist.

But how can this small knife stop Ye Fuzhong's big sword.

It was only to reduce the opponent's offensive a little, but the opponent's sword still slashed hard on his shoulder.

"hiss!"

Suppressing the sharp pain in his shoulder, Zhe Ping grabbed a handful of sand with his free left hand and threw it at Ye Fuzhong's wide-open eyes.

"Damn things!"

Ye Fuzhong's eyes were already red under the influence of God, and Zhe Ping made them turn red like Jue Yunjiao, which is very scary.

Look at Zheping again.

Although he was sweating from the wound on his shoulder, he didn't panic, but took out a small glass bottle casually.

Don't underestimate this glass bottle.

When Bai Luo left, he left him a few sunset fruits.

In order to use these "weapons" rationally, Zheping deliberately squeezed them into juice, mixed them with irritating things such as lemon, pepper, onion, and made several bottles of the stuff.

When his life was in danger, it was miraculous to sacrifice it.

At the beginning, there was a person who didn't believe in evil, and said he wanted to try it.

As a result, as soon as the cork was pulled out, the gas that came out of it almost blinded my eyes, and I could not open my eyes for several days.

Since then, many people have dared not offend him.

Close your eyes and sprinkle in the direction of Ye Fuzhong...

"Ow—"

Ye Fuzhong didn't even care about the knife in his hand, covered his face and rolled on the beach.

Perhaps because he felt that this was still too painful, he jumped into the sea and buried his entire head in the sea.

And then...he's gone.

Because even if the nearby seawater is less affected by the evil god, it is not something that the body can touch at will, let alone bury the face directly in it?

Not long after, Ye Fuzhong was completely silent, just floating on the surface of the sea, and was gradually sucked into the waves with the ups and downs of the waves.

After recapping the bottle in his hand, Zhe Ping resumed breathing.

Even so, the incomplete scent in the air still made him feel sour.

Fortunately, when making these things, he has gradually gotten used to these tastes, otherwise...

He might also follow in the footsteps of that wild beast.

I tried to lift my right arm, and severe pain came from my shoulder.

It seems that this is not as simple as a flesh injury, maybe even the bones are injured.

After taking out the wound medicine he was carrying and applying it, Zhe Ping's complexion improved a lot.

"Let's go back early today."

Putting the treated Huahua on his left shoulder, Zhe Ping decided to return to the barracks first.

After the shoulder was injured, it was a trivial matter not being able to hold the sword. If it affected him to heal everyone, when there was a large-scale conflict between the shogunate and the rebels, many wounded soldiers might die because of untimely treatment.

He didn't want to see someone die in front of him anymore.

It was only after he stood up that he realized that he had been silently surrounded by a group of wild crowd.

That's right... things like Yefuzhong are originally in groups.

The one who rushed up to cut himself just now should have been acting as a striker.

Looking at the injury on his right shoulder, and then at the thin edge of his left hand, Zhe Ping sighed, and took out the glass bottle in his arms again.

He knew that if the glass bottle were to break open, not only those wild people, but he would also have an accident.

But these are no longer considered.

Sorry, Himura-san.

I'm sorry, Mr. Iwazou.

Just as he was about to smash all the glass bottles, a sidelight from the corner of his eye saw something flying over from the snake bone.

"Come on! The spinning yellow tanuki!"

Chapter 208 I Have Only One Apprentice

"Zaoyou is not a civet cat!"

The little guy who was entwined by the wind element spun extremely fast in mid-air, and then he smashed Hai Chaogui's head hard with the reasoning in his hand.

Bai Luo's strength, coupled with the inertia generated by the high-speed rotation, just sent this sea chaotic ghost into the arms of the ghost with just one stick.

To be honest, it would be too early to cooperate with Bai Luo to complete this trick.

Because Zaoyou's rapid advance of the wind will make her enter the state of the wind wheel, and this state also requires extremely fast rotation.

So only she can maintain this speed without getting dizzy.

It can't be said that he doesn't get dizzy, it can only be said that he is more adaptable to this kind of dizziness than others.

"master......"

Seeing that familiar red figure, Zhe Ping even felt that the injury on his shoulder didn't hurt much anymore.

The body is also full of strength.

"I didn't say I'd take you in as an apprentice, don't yell."

After seeing Zhe Ping, Bai Luo, who switched to the state of drawing swords, casually chopped down the wild Fuzhong next to him, and corrected his name.

He does have apprentices, but they are definitely not Zhe Ping in front of him.

She is the only one who can be recognized as an apprentice by him in the entire Tivat continent.

But after looking at Zhe Ping, his sight was attracted by the weapon in the opponent's hand again.

So familiar.

Seems like I've seen it somewhere.

It's not that Bai Luo's memory is bad.

What Bai Luo saw in the trial space was Yuyu Daoqi hundreds of years ago.

At that time, he was holding a brand-new Boyuan Manguang Tianmu, which is the real sword of Tianmu Shadow.

Now that hundreds of years have passed, time has changed, and the traces left by the years on the body of the sword are clearly visible.

Whether it is the scabbard or the sword, it has been repaired or replaced by many masters of Iwazura.

He recognized the battle-tested knife simply because it nearly cut it.

Bai Luo held grudges very much.

Zhe Ping just scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly, but he didn't feel embarrassed.

Even though Bai Luo didn't admit the relationship between the two, Zhe Ping had already felt in his heart that this was his teacher.

Under the help of Bai Luo and Zaoyou, these wild crowd can't make any trouble at all.

What's more, the leading Haichao ghost has already been treated with respect by Zaoyou, and the rest of them naturally dare not stay for a long time.

They didn't even dare to help their injured comrades, and ran away in a hurry with the knives in their hands.

After the danger was over, Zaoyou put away his clothes and persuaded him with reasoning, then very consciously came to Bai Luo's side, tugged at his red robe, and turned around to reveal the back of his neck.

"Go by yourself! I've carried you all the way, my hands are sore."

Impatiently, he tapped the opponent's head with the scabbard in his hand, Bai Luo couldn't help complaining.

Ever since Zaoyou learned to be carried away to sleep, she has become more active than usual.

"mean......"

Turning the corner of her mouth, Zaoyou embraced her chest with both hands, and after a while, there was a faint snoring sound.

"Mr. Himura, are you done?"

Zhe Ping's hands were still trembling slightly, but he tried his best to cover up this matter.

In his opinion, he would be hurt by monsters like Ye Fuzhong, it would be a shame to Mr. Badao Zhai, and it would not be a good thing to say it.

"Well, it happened to be nearby, and I happened to meet someone who was almost chopped up by a group of wild crowds. Chop it up and made dumpling stuffing for the god of evil."