After Tu Shanshu's "good intention" reminder, Zhuge Qing'er also subconsciously began to pay attention to the look of others in her eyes, especially those who have been asking for trouble for her recently.

Sun Weiwei, the daughter of the Lord of the Mushen Dojo, has a magic weapon, Baicao Whip, and she should be the leader.

In addition, there are Ling Tu, Luo Yunbing, Zhao Hui and others.

From their eyes, Zhuge Qing'er felt unhidden hostility, some jokes, some disdain, and some cruelty.

Of course, there are still suspicions.

The source of surprise is that Zhuge Qing'er is intact today and is lively and lively.

Yesterday, Zhao Hui competed with her, but she used weapons. Her Bagua Ziwu Yue hit Zhuge Qing'er many times, not to mention serious injuries, but theoretically, it is absolutely indispensable for damage to the meridians and qi and blood failure.

At this time, although Zhuge Qing'er's face was a little bad, she didn't look hurt no matter how she looked.

Several people not far away looked at each other and saw the coldness in each other's eyes.

Since her body has recovered so quickly, I'll give her something even more ruthless!

Zhuge Qing'er didn't know why the injuries on her body healed so quickly.

When she was at home, she had never suffered too many injuries. She had her parents in her minor injuries, so she had been cured that day. But in this situation, she herself was confused.

It seems that no matter how much injury you suffer, just sleep a night and you will recover the next day.

"arrive!"

While thinking, the cold voice of Uncle Wan's ears came to his ears.

"Remember, don't stay away from this place for a hundred miles, or you will be responsible for the consequences!"

"After three hours, I will come back to check your homework. It is not considered a task to collect herbs, and I need to explain the characteristics of the herbs I have collected in detail!"

As auspicious clouds fall, here is a valley with lush grass and trees, with vines and weeds everywhere. When you step on it, you will feel soft and wet.

The deserted mountains and forests are far less quiet and beautiful than Zhuge Qing'er imagined.

After Uncle Wan finished speaking, he turned into a ray of light and rushed into the sky, leaving a group of disciples to find their own way.

Near Qingyang Mountain, there is no danger, but the action alone is still unchanged. At this moment, the disciples have been looking for friends and dispersed in groups of three or five.

Zhuge Qing'er held the stick, lowered her head, found a direction and rushed over.

She knew that no one would invite her, and leaving early could avoid those who deliberately targeted her.

Walking among the vines and weeds about two feet high, silently around. In just a moment, her trousers were dyed dark green, and her shoes and socks were already wet.

The sunlight passed through the dense canopy of the spruce, and the mottled light and shadow fell in the dense forest with heavy humidity. Zhuge Qing'er, who was walking there, had a long-lost sense of tranquility in her heart.

On the one hand, the progress of learning martial arts and literature was slow, but Zhuge Qing'er had a different understanding of the portrait than ordinary people. She could remember all the herbs on the Chinese Herbs, and even the pharmacology had been recited similarly.

It has spruce, and the shady area of ​​the back is like to grow Rehmannia ginseng. It has a dark brown color for ten years, a dark red color for a hundred years, and a white jade for a thousand years.

Turning over the giant tree, a wild ginseng that began to turn dark red quietly came to my eyes.

The joy of using knowledge to find something came to my heart. Zhuge Qing'er couldn't help but smile, took out a medicine shovel from the Qiankun bag, and carefully packed the wild ginseng.

The herbs here should have been deliberately cultivated by someone, otherwise it would not be so easy to find. In just one hour, Zhuge Qing'er had collected five herbs, each with a quantity of no less than three plants.

It's more than enough to complete the task.

"It's a pity that most years are less than a hundred years."

Finally, Zhuge Qing'er obtained a rush spirit grass, and she gave up her plan to continue searching.

Think about it, this is also a reason. How can a place where disciples are allowed to pick it at will? How can a hundred and thousands of years of precious medicine appear? Even the things she found now are a considerable asset to put them outside.

He raised his head and judged the time through the dense branches and leaves. Zhuge Qing'er began to slowly rush back along the way.

She was not in a hurry to go back, it would be better to pinch it.

However, although her pinch was good, she could not avoid someone who was interested.

"Ye..., it seems that you have gained a lot?"

Ling Tu is a thin man with triangular eyes, hooked nose, a villain-like appearance, and an eight-foot spear behind him, tied obliquely, walked out from behind the tree and blocked the way.

"Why are you here? What do you want to do? I...I will tell my uncle!"

Zhuge Qing'er took two steps back in a panic look and pressed her body against a huge banyan oak tree.

"Tsk tsk..."

Ling Tu shook his head and tsk, looking vulgar.

"What did junior sister say? I will collect herbs with you for my brother. But now you want to take over the common results of our two. This is not acceptable, right?"

"You...you are shameless!"

Zhuge Qing'er's eyes opened and she roared at the other party with an incredible look on her face.

"I'm shameless? It seems that my junior sister must give up the elixir of brother?"

Ling Tu seemed to have suffered a grievance, and took off the spear from behind with anger.

"I, Ling Tu, was born in a poor family and could not be as noble as the daughter of the deputy chief of the Feixing Sword Hall, but the things that belong to me are not so easy to be taken away."

"Let me Ling Tu come and learn Junior Sister Zhuge's tricks!"

"you……"

Zhuge Qing'er, who has never experienced the sinister hearts, has never seen such a shameless person who is so shameless, and is too flirting with others.

Before she could do anything, she was already angry with the other party, and her blood was rising, causing her dizziness.

"Check my Ling Family Overlord Gun!"

The two were several feet apart, Ling Tu was walking a little, and the gun shadows were already facing Zhuge Qing'er as a hood. The endless murderous intent penetrated into the bone marrow. Zhuge Qing'er, holding the stick in her hand, trembled all over and froze for a moment, and she wanted to move again, but it was too late.

"Bang bang..."

The spear danced wildly like a dragon tangled. In an instant, more than a dozen sticks hit Zhuge Qing'er one after another.

"puff!"

In the severe pain, Zhuge Qing'er's body flew several feet wide, hitting heavily on a giant tree, and bleeding blood on the spot.

"Tsk tsk..., it seems that it's nothing great to have a good family background? I can't handle it in one move, so I can't help but fight!"

Ling Tu shook his head with his gun and walked in front of Zhuge Qing'er in one step.

"Take it!"

With a hard pull, the Qiankun bag was pulled off from her waist.

After a little blood was stained from the ground and tried several methods, Ling Tu easily opened the Qiankun bag that originally belonged to others.

"Um?"

After looking inside, a greed appeared in Ling Tu's eyes, but after taking a few deep breaths, he still suppressed the greed.

There are excuses when I took the pill, but it is not good for him to make a big deal. It is said that Zhuge Qing'er has also been taken care of by someone in the Sword Sect.

"Senior brother is not an unreasonable person. I took all the herbs as compensation for your mistakes. I will not take anything else that is not mine. How about it? Are you righteous, brother?"

"I...I want to tell my uncle!"

Zhuge Qing'er lay on the ground and spoke hard.

"Tell me uncle? You go and sue."

Ling Tu smiled disdainfully.

"Let's take care of it, don't rely on Brother Wei if you have fewer things."

After throwing down the Qiankun bag, Ling Tu finally took a bottle of pills from it. It was not expensive, but it was better than nothing.

"Baoba...baoba..."

"People from big places are different. They can even take advantage of the situation."

The sound came from the giant tree above, and Tu Shanshu's smiling face poked out from the branches and leaves, and his forehead was slightly raised towards Zhuge Qing'er who was lying on the ground and twitching.
Chapter completed!