A Good Romance
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Ling Han walked around and quickly caught another goat. He handed it over to Summon Snow to handle.
Before long, the fragrance wafted over again.
Ling Han's appetite was piqued. He immediately tore off a piece and ate it.
The little pink pig also whimpered and opened its mouth, looking like it wanted to eat.
Summon Snow gently fed the little pink pig.
Although the pig wasn't big, its appetite was astonishing. It ate mouthful after mouthful of meat as if it couldn't be full.
Its belly was very fat and round, but no matter how much meat it ate, its belly didn't bulge. It was like a bottomless pit.
Delicious and lecherous.
In a short period of time, Ling Han had already discovered two "characteristics" of this pig. In summary, this pig was a good-for-nothing.
The goat was quickly divided up. Ling Han ate nearly half of it, and the little pink pig also ate about half. The rest was finished by the little servant girl.
This pig was indeed a foodie.
At night, Summon Snow was afraid that the little pink pig would freeze, so she stuffed it into her chest. The pig was so happy that its eyes were shining.
In the middle of the night, as expected, the pig began to snore.
He really wanted to kill it.
The next day, Ling Han and Summon Snow continued on their way to the waist of the mountain.
There weren't any formations here to suppress them, but the natural mountains and rivers were dangerous. It was also difficult to advance. Moreover, there were powerful demonic beasts here. There were many at least ten meridians, and there were even some at the Blood Transformation realm.
There was no other way. The terrain here was too dangerous. It was difficult for the four banners to enter. How could a true expert come here?
Therefore, there were no traces of people here.
However, the existence of Nine Flame Grass here was only a legend. As early as 20 years ago, when Hidden Tiger City had just been established, a large number of experts had been sent to sweep the surrounding area. Someone had found Nine Flame Grass here.
It had been more than 20 years. Who knew if there were any Nine Flame Grass left? It might have gone extinct due to the great changes in the environment.
This place was too big. Although Ling Han and Summon Snow tried their best to find it, it would take at least half a month to go around this area.
It was too long.
"Cuckoo," the little pink pig cried out.
"What?" Ling Han glared at him. This kind of lecherous pig should be slaughtered and made into roast suckling pig.
"It's hungry." Call Snow said in a low voice. In just one or two days, she was already very familiar with Little Suckling Pig, no, Little Pink Pig.
"Eat, eat, eat. All you know is to eat." Ling Han wiped his mouth. "Why don't we butcher it and eat a roast suckling pig?"
"No, no!" Summon Snow hurriedly shook her head.
Little Pink Pig also glared at Ling Han angrily and howled as if it was facing an enemy of the same class.
"You only know how to eat and how to be lecherous. If you don't eat, what else can you do?" Ling Han said.
"Woo, woo," the little pink pig barked at Ling Han, as if it could understand human language.
This pig was indeed interesting.
"Little piggy, you must prove that you are useful. Young Master doesn't like useless things." The little maid rubbed the little pink pig's head and said earnestly.
The little pink pig was hurt. It wasn't a thing.
It raised its head proudly and looked as if it could do anything.
"Hey, Little Piggy, can you really do things?" Call Snow asked in surprise.
"Gu, gu." Little Pink Pig nodded vigorously.
Damn, this pig had really become a spirit.
"Little piggy, Young Master is looking for Nine Flame Grass. Do you know where I can find it?" Call Snow asked.
Little Pink Pig revealed a thoughtful expression. After a while, it cried out and jumped out of Call Snow's arms, running in a certain direction.
Hey, this fellow really did know where Nine Flame Grass was!
Ling Han and Call Snow followed, but they only walked a few steps before they saw that the little pink pig had stopped moving. Its limbs were spread out, and it was lying on the ground.
"What is it doing now?" Ling Han asked.
"It's tired," Call Snow explained.
It's tired?
Ling Han looked at the distance that the dead pig had walked. It couldn't have been more than three hundred zhang. Damn, it was already tired?
What a lazy pig.
"Let me carry you." Call Snow picked up the little pink pig.
"Gu." Little Pink Pig let out a comfortable cry and rubbed its fat head against Call Snow's chest. Its lecherous appearance made Ling Han want to beat it up.
However, this lazy pig wasn't completely irresponsible. It extended its fat hoof and pointed forward.
Call Snow carried it and walked, while Ling Han followed behind.
The damn fat pig didn't just blindly point forward. Sometimes it pointed to the left, and sometimes it pointed to the right. The road was extremely difficult to walk.
After about two hours, the fat pig finally stopped making any more sounds.
"Eh?" Ling Han was startled. A blade of grass had appeared in front of them. It was about a foot long and completely scarlet red. Moreover, there was a large area around it that didn't have any weeds growing.
Nine Flame Grass
The Nine Flame Grass had a very special characteristic, and that was that no matter how tall it grew, no other grass or trees would grow in the area where it was nine times its height. This was because in such an area, the ground would be scarlet red, and nothing else could grow.
This damn fat pig really did find Nine Flame Grass!
Apart from being able to eat, sleep, and be lazy, it could actually do something useful.
"At least it's somewhat useful. I didn't eat my food for nothing." Ling Han nodded.
He picked up the Nine Flame Grass and put it into his luggage.
"Let's go back."
He smiled slightly. This time's operation had gone surprisingly smoothly. In just one trip, he had already found Nine Flame Grass.
"What breed is this pig? It's pretty capable." Ling Han smiled and reached out to grab the fat pig.
"Wu!" The perverted pig let out a squeal and burrowed into Call Snow's chest.
But how big was the chest? How could it possibly hide?
It was caught by Ling Han.
The perverted pig continuously sprayed saliva at Ling Han. Although it was small, the amount of saliva it spat out was extremely shocking. It was like a torrential downpour. Ling Han wasn't on guard and was immediately sprayed all over his face.
"F * ck, you damned pig, I'm going to kill you!" Ling Han was enraged, and his fist shot out.
"Gu …" The little pink pig hurriedly struggled, but how could it possibly struggle free? Ling Han's punch landed squarely on it. However, this pig's guts weren't small. Not only did it not cower, its saliva actually grew even fiercer.
Bang, bang, bang. Ling Han repeatedly punched. The little pig was also constantly spitting saliva.
In the end, Ling Han stopped.
He tossed the pig to Call Snow, a look of shock on his face.
At the start, he hadn't used much strength. But in the later few punches, he had increased his strength a bit. But when his punches landed on the pig's body, it was like he was punching cotton.
He had been constantly increasing his strength, but he was unable to injure the pig in the slightest.
Strange, extremely strange.
No wonder this fellow was able to live so comfortably in Mount Daqing despite being so fat. It hadn't been eaten by any wild beast. Even a Blood Transformation Realm Demonic Beast wouldn't be able to do anything to it.
"Perverted pig, I really did underestimate you."
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