There was indeed a burden on the bamboo bed. Guan Heng picked it up and weighed it. He didn't know whether Lu Bing's confession before his death was true or false, but now he can only treat it as a living person.?

"Paipa."

"Hey, wake up..." Guan Heng gently patted the person tied with his hand, then untied the rope for him, and fed him a small piece of two-year cream. After taking the medicine, the man spat out a mouthful of black blood again, but he woke up slowly. He looked at Guan Heng and asked weakly: "You are..."

"Don't talk anymore, let me ask you." Guan Heng asked concisely at this time: "I heard that you are from the Weishui tribe of Songguo Mountain. Do you know Binango?"

"That's right, it's my brother..." The young man surnamed Bi was helped by Guan Heng to sit on the bamboo bed next to him for a while. He gasped and said, "My name is Bi Beiqi."

"So that's it. What I said is that you brothers do look very similar, but they look a little bit apart in age. I've met your brother before. Many of them were attacked by the killers of the Mudu tribe, and he was the only one who died."

Hearing Guan Heng's words, Bi Beiqi was shocked and asked hurriedly: "Dare you ask me, how is my elder brother?"

"Brother Nango is nothing serious. He said he was ordered by the patriarch to do business and had left safely." Guan Heng quickly said, "I have all destroyed these people from the Mudu tribe who have captured you. I will take you away now."

"Uh...my body?!" At this moment, Bi Beiqi suddenly felt his heart and lungs hurt continuously. Guan Heng said, "You were fed poison pills by that old guy just now, but I couldn't get the antidote for a while. We can only leave here first and think of other solutions."

"My benefactor..." Bi Beiqi saw Lu Bing lying on the ground and died tragically, and he whispered: "Can you please take me to a place first? I have something important to take. This matter is related to the rise and fall of our Weishui tribe. Please help me."

"Well..." Before he could continue to say this, Guan Heng's ears moved and he had heard the sound of rapid water shooting outside the temporary water village. Obviously, many fast ship fires came. He shouted in a low voice: "Oh no, it is likely that reinforcements from the nearby Mudu tribe arrived. I'll carry you, you can tell me the way."

"Huh—shuh—shuh—shuh—shuh”

The next moment, Guan Heng was carrying Bi Beiqi on his back, holding Lu Bing's bag in his hand and jumped out of the window. Suddenly, three or four black-clothed killers holding guns and spears roared and came over. Before Guan Heng could open his mouth, the six ghosts had already roared and rushed over. While Guan Heng was attacking the enemy, he rose and fell several times over the bamboo wall of the water village.

Just at this moment, Bi Beiqi whispered: "Let's walk thirty feet away to the reed marsh on the left..."

Before he finished speaking, Guan Heng had already passed by quickly. The reed marsh was pitch black, and it was extremely difficult to move deep and shallow under his feet. Guan Heng called out the baby white ghost, turning the other party into a white light and illuminating the road ahead to facilitate his progress.

In this way, under the guidance of Bi Beiqi, who was drowsy, sometimes awake and sometimes unconscious, he crossed the reed marsh and came to a shallow by the river.

Bi Beiqi said at this time: "My brothers and I came out to carry out secret matters, but were ambushed halfway by those killed and killed. The rest of the brothers were killed and injured. Only I was captured alive, but before that, I buried a wooden box nearby, right next to a big rock."

"Hu, hu, hu..." Bi Beiqi almost couldn't breathe when he said this. Guan Heng said, "Okay, you can sit here for a while, and I'll dig out the wooden box for you."

After saying this, Guan Heng helped Bi Beiqi sit under a nearby tree, and turned toward the nearest shoal. "Swish, swish, swish..."

After digging for three or two, Guan Heng saw a corner of the wooden box appearing in the shallow pit in front of him. He quickly reached out and pulled it out immediately.

"What is the use of a small wooden box that is only the size of a palm?" Guan Heng weighed the object in his hand, but he didn't care. He immediately ran back to Bi Beiqi and handed the thing to him.

"Here, this is your wooden box, please put it away yourself." Seeing a hint of gratitude flashing in the other person's eyes, Guan Heng smiled slightly: "Now we can leave... Huh?! Wait!"

When he said the last sentence, Guan Heng's ears suddenly moved, and he suddenly turned around and growled, "Who is there?"

"Hehehe, the little brat has good ears and can actually hear you and me."

"Swish, Swish!" The sound of clothes breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and two rapid shadows suddenly fell in front of Guan Heng.

These two people, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, were both old men with white beards. They poked the copper stick in their palms to the ground. The old man Gao smiled coldly at this time: "Our Mudu tribe had an inexplicable opponent at some time, but they actually came to rescue the hostages. And they were still a young boy. Hehe, if it spread, people would definitely laugh out loud."

"Hmph, but this kid is not completely useless. He can actually take us to find the place where the 'Boxwood Fragrant Leaf' hidden by the surname Bi is considered a great achievement." The short old man suddenly slashed the giant blade in his palm slightly, and then said in a sequel: "Then I will let you die later, and you won't have to suffer sporadically."

"Brother Guan, be careful, these two are strong men at the peak of the crimson realm!" At this moment, Bi Beiqi struggled to get up and shouted: "I'll hold them back, I just want you to take the wooden box to Songguo Mountain, and I will die in peace..."

"Why are Brother Beiqi nervous? If you really want to fight, I may not be afraid of the other party." Guan Heng suddenly sank his face at this time, and seven ghosts around him suddenly swept across the black wind. Seeing this, the two old men narrowed their eyes at once: "Red-air ghosts? And there are seven..."

"Damn it, no wonder that the waste Lu Bing and my three brothers died at your hands. It turns out that you, a stinky brat, have such a trick!" The short old man shook the weapon in his palm and roared: "But don't think that we are the two of us chasing us here, everyone will come out--"

"Swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-swish-sw

It was a long time to speak, and then there were a rumbling sound from the low woods in the shallows. More than ten anxious figures suddenly rushed out and fell behind the two old men. Among these guys, the weakest one was the pale red realm, and they all held weapons and glared at Guan Heng and Bi Beiqi.

"Snatch the wooden box containing the bay leaves and kill it for me-" In the midst of lightning, the Seven Ghost Shadows roared wildly towards more than a dozen red-angered killers, and Guan Heng fought hard against two tall and short old men. "Swish!" The Hongyun Sword was unsheathed at this time, as if a sharp flash had been fought in the night sky, and it was wrapped in cold wind and stabbed straight into the old man in the face.
Chapter completed!