Sending away Hongluan and Luo Wei, he was really little relaxed, and when he whistled, he saw a little black-haired poisonous wolf with two bald backs and a swollen face like a pig, crying and crying out of the forest.

The fist surnamed Luo is so heavy, that's a bad lewd! Woooooooooooooooo

"Little black hair, I've wronged you." Touching the head of the little poisonous wolf, Zhen Xiaoxiao stuffed the Zhu Guo that Luo Wei had shown before into its mouth.

Bald wolf hair, which immediately regrows at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The little black hair that had been beaten with chicken blood re-erected, raised his head and carried the real small and small porridge, and marched towards the Baize war zone.

Stepping into the Mizusawa woodland, the breath of war in the air immediately became thick.

From time to time on the road, you can see the corpses of low-level spirit beasts, and the matching swords left behind by the Qiye disciples in a hurry.

The real little finger told the little poisonous wolf to leave first. Pulling a small porridge porridge began to look for Zhong Zixing's whereabouts in the reckless forest.

The deterioration of the situation in the forest caused the Seven Leaf Elders, who were waiting outside the Black Forest, to foam on their mouths and sores on their buttocks.

There was a large basket in front of the old man, which was used to collect the medicinal herbs picked by the retreaters from the forest. Now there are so many wounded people on Elder Wu's side who need to be taken care of that they can put up bunk beds, but what is the elixir...... Don't say that there are years, and even the seedlings with the thickness of the thumb have not been brought back.

"I said a long time ago, this forest can't be defended!" Elder Hu Er was worried and hurried.

Many years ago, the elders noticed that there were too many spirit beasts in the black field, but the lack of elite disciples meant that they had never launched a thorough purge.

This time, I thought that Luo Wei, Zhong Zixing, Hongluan, and Tong Zhan would be dispatched...... Even Ji Qingyi, the pinnacle combat power of the condensation realm, is bound to be ashamed and kill a group of beasts back to before liberation.

However, what people never expected was that more than 20 days had passed, and the wounded had been returning in a steady stream, and the medicinal herbs were still out of harvest!

The old man is dripping with the pill! The old man has a good future!

This time, the valley master has been away from the sect for so long and has not returned, didn't he go to invite a new pharmacist, right?

Tearing his messy hair, Huang Yao's old expression was crazy, the last time he made the pill, he spent all his net worth to buy the heart of the peak spirit beast of condensation in the Evil Dragon Sect, this time he was poor and white, if he couldn't get the Spider Emperor, where would he go to find the main medicine of the Huansheng Pill again?

In the Kuroda Medicinal Forest, Xiao Porridge followed Zhen Xiaoxiao back to the edge of the woodland.

"That blue-eyed eagle, I seem to have seen it three or five times today."

Really little stopped and looked up at the sky in confusion.

In the past few days, she has been looking for Zhong Zixing's whereabouts, but unfortunately she has found nothing.

There was no strongest person to take the lead, only the four disciples of Elder Wu San served as the mainstay, and the remaining Qiye disciples had zero chance of breaking through the defense line of the beast herd and entering the medicine field.

Therefore, Zhong Zixing's absence made Zhen Xiaoxiao particularly concerned.

It's like losing a son in a game of chess, and the person who loses is the biggest variable.

She chased the eagle as it disappeared into the clouds, always feeling danger approaching her.

Just when Zhen Xiao Xiao was looking at the sky and was distracted, a large orange net suddenly buckled diagonally from behind her!

Boom!

There was no time to do any struggle, and Zhenxiao and Xiao Congee were tied together.

"Xiaoxiao, you stepped on my face." Xiao Porridge muttered dissatisfied.

Sand, sand, sand, sand!

Someone approached the two of them on the withered leaves, and he raised his head with a little effort, and his eyes immediately reflected Zhong Zixing's face with a narrow expression, as well as a wolf on his shoulder!

Under the eyes of the really small people, a wave of madness suddenly rose, wasn't that the little black hair who used to carry her and Xiao Congee Porridge and run around?

At this moment, it was covered in broken bones, its fur was completely gone, its mouth was half deflated, its skull had been lifted, and there was a faint forbidden light swimming in its meridians.