Chapter 45: Red Wood Ridge Miao People

"Dodge! He's going to activate the Self-Sacrifice Technique!"

The young man with messy hair pulled the middle-aged man with long hair and wanted to leave.

"Wait!"

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man grabbed the young man's hand,

"Wait for him to chew it down!"

The middle-aged man stared fixedly at the green-robed person's movements.

Seeing this, the green-robed person's action of putting his hand into his mouth stopped immediately. His eyes stared fixedly at the two, and then a miserable wail came from his mouth. His eyes became even more fierce. He bit down hard, actually biting off the index and middle fingers of his left hand at the same time, and rushed towards the two people from Red Wood Ridge.

The older one from Red Wood Ridge pulled the young one back, neither rushing nor slow, both guarding against the toad's escape and guarding against being injured himself, grasping the distance just right.

The one from Hundred Barbarian Mountain, who should have seen no hope of survival, seemed to be addicted after chewing and swallowing two fingers, actually eating all the remaining fingers in one go!

Then, his stomach bulged and shrank, as if there was something inside.

Seeing this, the man from Red Wood Ridge should have determined that this person was bound to die, so he began to pull the young one to escape, running back along the original path.

"Hahaha, I'm going to die, and you can't leave either!"

The one from Hundred Barbarian Mountain was full of blood in his mouth. He didn't know how he could bring himself to bite, having eaten most of the palms of both hands. He roared:

"Sacrifice the body as firewood, abandon life as fuel, use blood as a guide, Asura Blood Flame!"

As soon as the words fell, a strange blood light suddenly appeared, coming out from the top of the toad's head!

That blood light seemed to be some kind of strange flame. After it emerged, it actually burned all the clothes on the toad's body at once. Immediately after, it burned away the skin of the Hundred Barbarian Mountain person, making him look like a bloody person.

"Ah—haha—"

The person shrouded in blood flames wailed, seeming to be in pain one moment and happy the next.

The bloody person stared at the two fleeing Red Wood Ridge people and chased after them, his speed more than several times faster than just now.

The bloody person raised his hand and struck out two blood flames. The blood flames were so fast that the two fleeing people couldn't avoid them at all, subconsciously raising their hands to block, and the blood flames landed on their hands.

"Ah—"

The blood flames instantly burned away the clothes and skin of the two, and continued to burn into the flesh and blood. The young man couldn't bear it and immediately cried out. He gritted his teeth, took out a short blade from behind his waist, and cut off the flesh burning with blood flames directly.

The middle-aged man's movements were even faster. As soon as the blood flames landed on him, he gouged out his skin, and then took out a red wooden stick from his bosom. The wooden stick was the size of a chopstick. He connected the wood to his bleeding arm, and at the same time tightened his arm, so the blood flowed out with a splash, landing on the wooden stick.

Seeing the bloody person approaching, the middle-aged man became ruthless and inserted the wooden stick directly into his arm.

"Ah!"

The middle-aged man screamed in pain.

"Uncle!"

The young man felt a tug in his heart, "Let me do it!"

The middle-aged man had no mind to pay attention to him, chanting in his mouth: "Use blood as a guide, Red Wood becomes a Flood Dragon!"

I saw that the wooden stick that almost pierced through the middle-aged man's arm was emitting blood light, as if there was some suction force. Not a single drop of blood on the middle-aged man's arm could flow to the ground, all of it being sucked away.

Just when the bloody person was about to grab the two, the wooden stick finally ate its fill and left the middle-aged man's arm on its own, rushing towards the bloody person like an arrow.

A flood dragon was finely carved on the wooden stick with ink, and the rest of the place was full of tiny characters. In the mid-air flight, the tiny characters and the flood dragon seemed to come alive. The flood dragon left the wooden stick, and the tiny characters stuck to the flood dragon, seeming to become the scales of the flood dragon.

The flood dragon that swam out from the wooden stick grew with the wind, becoming the size of a giant snake, and swallowed the bloody person rushing towards it in one bite!

The bloody person swallowed by the red flood dragon completely turned into a ball of blood light. That person didn't even let out a scream before disappearing from this world.

The red flood dragon didn't feel good after swallowing the blood light. It tumbled in the air. Looking closely, the original wooden stick hidden in the flood dragon's body had already begun to appear scorched black. Seeing this, the middle-aged man and the young man hurriedly struck out a few talismans, which were printed on the red flood dragon, only then allowing the red flood dragon to slowly stabilize its figure.

The red flood dragon opened its mouth and spat out a blood flame, but the blood flame had lost its fierce energy and suddenly flew away in mid-air, taking away all the essence and blood of the young man called the toad.

The flood dragon shape dissipated, and the wooden stick fell to the ground, with a scorched black spot on the flood dragon head part of the stick.

The young man helped the middle-aged man sit down, took out a medicine jar from his bosom, poured out medicine powder and applied it to the middle-aged man's wound first, then applied it to his own wound, and then quickly picked up the wooden stick, blew on the scorched black part with heartache, and stuffed it back into the middle-aged man's bosom.

The middle-aged man put away the wooden stick, grimaced, stood up, and led his nephew back to where the green-robed person had just stopped.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

The young man was puzzled.

The middle-aged man signaled his nephew not to be anxious. He looked at the position of the mountain cave where Cheng Yunqi was hiding, his gaze seeming to pass through the cover of the tree vines in front of the cave, and he said loudly:

"Fellow Daoist, it was us who disturbed your cultivation. Please come out of the cave to meet, so that we can apologize in person."

The young man then reacted, immediately staring fixedly at the cave entrance, tightening the knife in his hand.

The middle-aged man glared at him, signaling him not to act rashly.

Under the gaze of the two, a young man dressed in a blue Daoist robe with a long sword at his waist walked out of the cave, and behind the young man followed a white dog.

=9+Book_Bar

Seeing the white dog, the expressions on both their faces relaxed simultaneously. The young man even said quickly:

"Are you a Miao person? Which sect do you cultivate? Is it the Immortal Cave or the Green Dragon Cave?"

The middle-aged man glared at him again, and then smiled and nodded and bowed to the young Daoist.

The young Daoist also lowered his head and smiled, addressing the two:

"Uncle!"

"Brother!"

This made even the middle-aged man's expression much more relaxed.

"Little Brother, which mountain and which village are you from? We are from the Rongjiang Village of the Four-Ring Mountain."

The young Daoist shook his head, "This Uncle, I am not a Miao person, I have just lived in a Miao village for a long time."

The faces of the two changed slightly. The middle-aged man pointed at the white dog and said again:

"You are not a Miao person, how could you have Bai Long'er, and how could a Miao person give you Bai Long'er? Oh! You saved a Miao person's life! A child's life?"

The young Daoist didn't know that there were so many implications to this Bai Long'er, allowing the man opposite him to see so many things at once. He pointed to the wounds on the two of them and said:

"Uncle and Brother, come in and sit."

After saying that, he entered the cave first, and the white dog also wagged its tail and went in.

The uncle and nephew looked at each other and also walked in.

The three sat down, and the white dog stuck tightly to the young Daoist's feet.

The young Daoist looked the youngest, but he was the most calm and composed one.

Seeing this, the two Miao people took the initiative to report their family background,

The middle-aged man spoke first, "Rongjiang Village, Four-Ring Mountain, Red Wood Ridge, Lang Shanliu."

Then the young man followed closely, "Rongjiang Village, Hu Jinliu." ===== CHAPTER 46 =====