Chapter 155: Yin Wei's flower

He raised his arm and pulled it sideways, pulling out a sturdy black horizontal line in the snowy world.
This is an unpretentious sword. It looks like an ordinary person is holding a sword, but Huang Ge’s hand is in the air, and the axe is stopped at the top of Yin’s head, even cut off. He has a small hair.
Huang Ge slowly lowered his head and saw his body, but found a line in his chest, seeing scarlet blood from that line.
He moved a little, it was such a move, his body actually went along the line, turned into two halves, the upper half fell and fell to the ground.
"No... maybe, you..." Huang Ge spurted blood in his mouth and looked at Yin Wei unbelievably. He was better than him. He also had a device. Why did he still die in his hands?
And, death is so embarrassing!
Yin Hao looked down at him, his eyes cold and cold: "The famous Huang Ge, but this is not the case."
Huang Ge was furious, holding the last breath and loudly ordering the mercenaries: "Shooting! Shooting and killing them!"
But the mercenaries, despite the guns, did not do it.
Yin Weidao: "Do you know why they don't do it? Because you are already a dead person, how can the dead pay their last payment?"
Huang Ge’s expression was stunned. Recently, Hu’s fire was robbed. The forces in his hands have been stolen a lot. The loyal and capable cadres who are loyal to them are unable to open, not to mention the special status of Yin Wei. He is in the mountains. To kill him, he did not want to fall into the real population, so he only brought these foreign mercenaries.
He had originally planned to kill Yin Yi, and he also killed these mercenaries. However, he did not expect to be self-defeating.
Yin Hao looked around and looked at the faces of the mercenaries: "How much money does he give you, I double."
The head of the mercenary was silent for a while, and raised his hand. All the people put down the gun, and the yellow brother was so angry that he couldn’t help but swallowed the last breath.
"This young man is really good." Yunxia Fairy once again admired, "There is a courage to have a mob, there is a kind of king's gas, but unfortunately it is not a monarchy now, otherwise he will definitely become a generation of Mingjun."
My forehead is full of black lines.
After solving the jaundice, the latter things were much simpler. The mercenaries were sent to the money. I gave the black spider fruit to him in half, but his eyes flashed a slap.
"If I can get this black spider fruit in the early years, maybe my grandfather is still alive now." He whispered, "My grandfather is a master of spirituality in addition to his medical skills, but he does not except the scorpion when practicing. Knowing the sea was seriously injured, and the level of mental strength fell rapidly."
He sighed softly: "We went up and down the king of medicine, all the doctors tried their best, and finally failed to save him. In just one year, he was depressed. Before he went, he was the most I can’t let go of it, it’s me and...

Having said that, he paused and sighed again and said, "Forget it, it is already a thing of the past."
I hesitated a moment and said: "You did your best in the past, you don't have to blame yourself."
I must have gotten into the water, or how can I comfort him!
He showed a shallow smile and said, "When I was in the mountains, I found a plant. I was not mature at the time. It should be almost now. Would you like to see it?"
"What spiritual plant?" I asked.
Yin Hao took out a photo, and when I saw it, my eyes immediately went straight.
This, is this not Yuehuacao? It absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon and grows in the extremely cold land. It is also an important material for Shengling Dan!
Does Yin Yin know that I want to refine the soul of the soul?
"How? Is there any interest?" he asked.
In my heart, the gods fought and finally bite my teeth and said, "Okay, I will go."
Yin Yan’s mouth with a smile, stepping on the gas pedal and going deeper into the mountains.
Looking at his smile, how do I feel the thief boat?
We drove in the mountains for a day, and the sky was dark. Driving in the snowy mountains at night was tantamount to suicide.
There are many people in Changbai Mountain, so there are many cabins. He parked the car in front of a wooden house and opened the door.
There was a strange smell in the air, dust everywhere, and it seems that no one has lived for a long time.
There are two beds in the house, pots and pans, stoves and everything else are still there. I took a basin of water, washed the pots and started cooking.
Yin Wei did a good job. There was rice and meat on the car. Even the seasonings were very complete. He found some wild mushrooms and other things around him. He took back a steamed broth.
The smell of pork and fungus floated out and echoed in the wooden house in the forest. Both of us were hungry and could not help but swallow.
For the first time, I found that Yin Wei was so able to eat and cook a whole two pounds of meat. He ate a pound and a half, and the soup also drank a lot of money, and the movement was particularly fast, like a wind and cloud.
Although Tang Mingli also had a lot of meals, the movements were very elegant, but Yin Wei was like a rough man. It was no different from eating those who dig.
He saw me staring at him and smiled. "Why, do you think I am rude?"
What are you rude and rude?
I snorted in my heart, but I didn’t say anything on the surface. He smiled and said: "I have lived in Changbai Mountain for six years. I often take materials from the ground and eat it with a pile of fire. I drink a large chunk of meat around the fire. Where is it elegant?"
As he said, he took a bottle of white wine from his bag. It was vodka. He handed it to me: "Do you have a drink? Warm up."
I took it over and drank it. It didn't taste so good, but I drank it in my stomach.
We just took a sip of me and finished the whole bottle of vodka.
At the end of the drink, I didn't even have a red face. Yin Yin was shocked and looked at me strangely: "You... really not drunk?"
"I haven't been drunk since I was a child," I said.
Yin Wei is helpless. He has already seen a bit of drunkenness in his eyes. With the back of the chair, the whole person seems very relaxed: "I haven't been so drunk once in a long time."
He took another big sip, then his head slammed and gradually slept.
I looked up at him, his neck was unprepared in front of me, and if this time he stabbed his carotid artery, he would die.
I clenched my fist. Maybe my brother didn't get it by himself, but it was because he became like that. He also covered the beast that really started.
He is my enemy!
I pulled out the mahogany dagger from my boots and slowly came to him and slowly raised the knife.
Sting down, this sword stabbed, and everything is over.
My hatred, my brother's hatred, all reported.
My hand is constantly shaking, why, I obviously hate him so much, why can't I lose my hand?
For a long time, I managed to drop my hand, as if I had exhausted all my strength.
An Yi, sorry, I can't kill him, I am too soft.
"Why don't you do it?" Suddenly his low voice came from behind him.
My heart jerked and turned back. He still closed his eyes. I was shocked: "You are not drunk."
"I am drunk," he said. "Otherwise, when you took the knife, I already shot."
I took a deep breath and walked straight outside the house. He asked, "Where are you going?"
"Do you know that I want to kill you, are you willing to be with me in the same room?" I laughed.
He finally opened his eyes and looked at me deeply. He said, "From the beginning, I knew that you want to kill me. Since I am willing to trade with you, I am not afraid of you. It is cold outside and can reach zero in the evening. A few dozen degrees, even if you are a monk, go out and die. Go to rest early, and hurry tomorrow."
When he finished, he got up and went to bed and slept. I had a lot of mischief in my heart. I didn’t know what it was like. I sat cross-legged by the fire and meditated for a night.
Early the next morning, we went on the road again. He was like nothing happened last night. It was a cloud.
I am very embarrassed in my heart. What is he thinking about? Why do you still bring me this dangerous molecule? Is he really afraid that I will find a chance to kill him?
Is he bold enough to have confidence in his own strength?
At noon, he suddenly parked his car on the side of the road and jumped out of the car. I asked strangely, "Is it there?"
He walked a few hundred meters into the woods, opened a piece of grass and found a small earthen bag inside. There was a decaying wooden sign on the earthen bag. The wooden sign had been written, but it was not clear.
He cleaned the weeds, took a piece of meat and placed it in front of the bag.
I asked: "Who is buried here?"
"It's my dark fire," he said. "When I was six years old, I found a wounded young wolf in the woods. Its mother is dead. If I don't care about it, it will soon be hungry. dead."
I was silent and asked, "How did it die?"
"To save me." Yin Wei said, "I found a 39-flower in the same year. I didn't expect a snake to be next to the flower. When the snake attacked me, it killed the snake, but it was bitten by the snake. The snake venom. The snake is a strange animal, the toxicity is fierce, and the antidote I have at hand is useless. It will not be saved in a few minutes."
He gently stroked the wooden sign and whispered: "The dark fire, I am coming to see you."
I don't know why, I actually felt some pain in my heart, and my nose was sour.
It turned out that he was so emotional, no wonder he was willing to force someone to kneel down and hurt my brother.
That person is his very important person?
Is it male or female?
I frowned, why do I care about this? Whether it is a man or a woman, I will kill him and avenge my brother.
Suddenly, I smelled a faint floral fragrance. Looking down, Yin Yin lifted a small white flower to me.