In that split second, he thought of many things …
Why did the brat Jiang He run off to Mount Helan in the middle of the night?
Were the Sky Demon Cult elites here to kill him?
It made perfect sense. In less than a month, the Sky Demon Cult had suffered severe losses at Jiang He's hands. Leaving aside their plans and the elite cultists who died, Jiang He had killed five rank-seven Heavenly Generals!
Jiang He had killed two Decans!
Even one of their Elders had died by Jiang He's hand.
After all, ever since the Sky Demon Cult surfaced ten years ago and clashed with every nation in the world, none of their Elders had ever fallen!
There was no way the Sky Demon Cult would not go after Jiang He.
"No!"
"Though I don't know how the brat managed to kill Kun of the Left, Sixth Elder of the Sky Demon Cult, Jiang He's ability cannot be measured with common sense. Could it be an Elder of the Sky Demon Cult ranked higher than Kun of the Left, who could force him into a corner and even detonate a nuclear missile in mutual destruction?"
Pudgy Jiang's eyes were red.
And yet, soon …
He was utterly dumbstruck.
A martial artist who ran out of Mount Helan vividly recounted everything that had happened on Mount Helan to him …
Of course.
The martial artist was merely rank-three, and it was dark and too far for him to see clearly. Even so, who did not know how to exaggerate and make up stories?
"I was sleeping at the time when I heard the commotion outside, so I ran out and heard someone cursing the Sky Demon Cult for being bullies and whatnot, and the Sky Demon Cultists addressed him as Jiang He …"
"That swordsman called Jiang He is really powerful in martial arts. He fought three against one, killed one instantly, and then killed another with a single shot, scaring off the last one …"
"By the way, I vaguely heard something about Bound Star, Guilty Star, and Third Elder."
Pudgy Jiang grabbed the martial artist by the collar, his eyes bulging like bells as he yelled, "Are you messing with me?!"
…
By the mountain stream.
Beside the stream.
Mu Wanqiu's face was pale. She was huddled inside her tent, her entire body shaking.
Just now …
A Feral had attacked her.
Even though the beast had already been killed by her flames, it was still the first time she had killed a beast with her own hands, so it was inevitable for her to feel a lingering fear … But this was nothing.
Mu Wanqiu was born into an aristocratic family and had seen much of the world.
However, after setting the Rank-3 Ferocious Beast ablaze, a caterpillar happened to pass by!
Although that fellow was not a ferocious beast, its body had undergone some changes in the environment of the Spirit Qi Revival. It was 17 or 18 centimeters long, as thick as a baby's arm, and there were hairy barbs on it. It was simply disgusting.
Right at this moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard.
Mu Wanqiu breathed a long sigh and felt her entire body relax. She flung open the tent flap and ran out, scolding coquettishly, "Where the hell have you been, Jiang He? Do you know just now … how worried I was for you! "
She had wanted to say how scared she was, but she changed her words when they were on the tip of her tongue.
He was a dignified B-class fire-type Awakened, his father was a major general in the army, and his grandfather was one of the founders of the Superpower Research Department. Would he be afraid of a caterpillar?
However …
It was only after she spoke that Mu Wanqiu realized that the atmosphere was not right.
Jiang He's eyes were staring straight at her.
After staring for around seven seconds, he frowned and said, "Did you run into my tent, Mu Wanqiu?"
Mu Wanqiu breathed a sigh of relief.
Being stared at by a man as handsome as Jiang He was really frightening. She felt as if her thoughts were in a mess, and her little heart was pounding incessantly like a fawn.
"I just …"
She was about to speak when Jiang He snorted coldly and barked, "Do you even have common sense, woman? Setting up camp out in the wild without food and water is one thing, but you didn't even bring a tent? "
"My tent is a single person and can't fit two people. You'll have to settle it yourself tonight!"
Yawning, Jiang He crawled into the tent and zipped it up from the inside.
"…"
Mu Wanqiu was left gaping and speechless just then.
She only came to her senses after a long while, gritting her teeth and stomping her feet in indignation.
"Hmph!"
"Isn't it just a tent? What's there to be proud of? "
Inwardly, she felt aggrieved.
What was he doing?
Was he really that iron-willed as a man?
According to the normal script, shouldn't he be the one to give up his tent and keep his gentlemanly demeanor by sleeping outside in the wilderness while letting me, a beauty, sleep inside?
Mu Wanqiu was even a little suspicious …
Was she imagining things when she looked into the mirror every day?
Was she, Mu Wanqiu, not a beauty, but an ugly one?
It was September, and autumn had arrived.
It was autumn in the mountain forests, and the night breeze was a little chilly.
Mu Wanqiu's fingertips twitched. Whoosh …
A cluster of flames erupted in front of her, and the atmosphere around her heated considerably.
She then crouched outside the tent, playing with fire in frustration and boredom.
Unbeknownst to her, inside the tent, Jiang He was feeling even worse than she was.
It was too much!
The side effects of the pepper had yet to wear off, and he did not notice it before. After all, all he saw was the black panther and the willow tree after he killed the Third Elder of the Sky Demon Cult with two cannon blasts and returned to Mount Helan.
Though he found the black panther suddenly enchanting at the time, and even the willow tree was pleasing to the eye …
Still, Jiang He could suppress it.
Still, he felt a little upset when he saw Mu Wanqiu.
Her tight-fitting tracksuit completely accentuated her figure.
"Damn it!"
"I shouldn't have sold her the corn if I knew this would happen!" Jiang He cursed inwardly, even considering if he should force a few eggplants on Mu Wanqiu. He guessed that a few eggplants would reduce the swelling … and it would flatten Mu Wanqiu.
Soon …
The side effects of the pepper were gone.
Jiang He sat up, an idea forming in his mind …
Perhaps he could consider improving the pepper or come up with other crops that would improve combat ability without side effects. Of course, his mind must be active, and he could not just focus on crops.
If he could plant vegetables and fruits, he could definitely plant Chinese medicine as well.
"By the way, if Chinese medicine could be planted, could western medicine be planted as well …" Jiang He pondered. For example, if he really planted an anti-inflammatory medicine like Amoxicillin and strengthened it with some Mysterious Soil, what would it grow into?
Listening to what was going on outside, Jiang He quietly said, "Don't play with fire. I heard from the elders in my village that playing with fire makes you wet your bed at night."
"Bleh!"
Outside the tent, Mu Wanqiu cursed and seethed through clenched teeth, "Pervert, why do you care?"
Pfft.
Jiang He unzipped the tent and dragged Mu Wanqiu inside, saying, "I'm in a good mood today, so I'll squeeze in with you. Still, I'll be frank — if you dare to take advantage of me while I'm asleep, don't blame me for kicking you out!"
After all, it was inappropriate for a little girl to sleep outside, so he had to put up with himself.
Jiang He quietly gave himself a thumbs up inwardly.
He yawned.
"Alright, I'm going to sleep."
He lay down and turned around.
Then, he turned his back to Mu Wanqiu and suddenly asked, "By the way, you don't have the habit of snoring and grinding your teeth, do you?"
(PS: Good night, everyone.)
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