Chapter 125
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After sending Hong Luan and Luo Wei off, Zhen Xiaoxiao felt relaxed. She whistled and saw a black-furred little wolf with two bald patches on its back and a face as swollen as a pig's. It was crying as it walked out of the forest.
That Luo guy's fists were so heavy, that was a pervert! Woo woo woo woo!
"Little Black Fur, I'm sorry to trouble you." Rubbing the little wolf's head, Zhen Xiaoxiao stuffed the red fruit that he showed Luo Wei before into its mouth.
The bald wolf's fur immediately grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Little Black Fur, who had been injected with chicken blood, stood up again, puffed out its chest and carried Zhen Xiaoxiao and Small Gruel, and headed towards the Hundred Lake Battleground.
Stepping into the Water Marsh Woodland, the air was immediately filled with the smell of battle.
From time to time, they could see the corpses of low-level beasts and the swords left behind by the Seven Leaf disciples.
Zhen Xiaoxiao ordered the little wolf to leave first. He pulled Small Gruel and started to search for Zhong Zixing's whereabouts in the dense forest.
The worsening situation in the forest caused the Seven Leaf elders waiting outside the black forest to have blisters on their mouths and sores on their buttocks.
There was a big basket in front of Huang Yao Lao, which was used to collect the medicinal herbs that were picked by those who left the forest early. Elder Wu's side already had so many injured people that he had to set up a bunk, but as for the spiritual herbs … not to mention the old ones, not even a seedling the size of a thumb was brought back.
"I've said it before, this forest can't be guarded!" Second Elder Hu was worried.
Many years ago, the elders had noticed that the beasts in the black fields were multiplying too much. However, the number of elite disciples was insufficient, so they had never launched a complete purge.
This time, they thought that with Luo Wei, Zhong Zixing, Hong Luan, Tong Zhan … even Ji Qingyi, who was at the peak of the condensing qi realm, they would definitely be able to wipe out the beasts.
However, what they did not expect was that after 20 days, the injured people kept returning, but the medicinal herbs were still not harvested!
My Life Revitalization Pill! This old man's future!
This time, the Valley Master had left the sect for so long. Could it be that he had gone to find a new medicine master?
Tearing at his messy hair, Huang Yao Lao had a crazed expression on his face. The last time he refined the pill, he had spent all his wealth to buy the heart of a peak Qi Condensation beast from the Evil Dragon Sect. This time, he was completely broke. If he couldn't get the Spider Emperor, where would he go to find the main ingredient for the Life Renewal Pill?
In the Kuroda herb forest, Small Gruel followed Zhen Xiaoxiao back to the edge of the forest.
"That green-eyed eagle, I seem to have seen it three or five times today."
Zhen Xiaoxiao stopped and looked up at the sky in confusion.
She'd been searching for Zhong Zixing's whereabouts for the past few days, but she'd come up empty handed.
Without the strongest expert leading the charge, Third Elder Wu's four disciples were the mainstays. The chances of the remaining Seven-leaf disciples breaking through the beast horde's line of defense and entering the herb field were zero.
That was why Zhen Xiaoxiao was particularly concerned about Zhong Zixing's absence.
It was like a chess game that suddenly lost a chess piece. The person who lost it was the biggest variable in the current situation.
Her gaze followed the young eagle as it disappeared into the clouds. She kept feeling that danger was approaching her.
Just as Zhen Xiaoxiao was lost in thought looking at the sky, a large orange net suddenly came from behind her!
Bang!
Without any time to struggle, Zhen Xiaoxiao and Small Gruel were tied together.
"Small Gruel, you're stepping on my face." Small Gruel muttered in dissatisfaction.
Sha, sha, sha, sha!
Someone stepped on the withered leaves and approached the two of them. Zhen Xiaoxiao raised her head with great difficulty, and her eyes immediately reflected the mischievous expression on Zhong Zixing's face, as well as the wolf he carried on his shoulder!
Zhen Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly surged with madness. Wasn't that Little Black Feather that often carried her and Small Gruel everywhere??
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