Chapter 43: Bloodletting

Chen Qingqiu looked at the cave in front of him and pulled the corners of his mouth. This hole doesn't look half a meter high, she just lies down, and can only barely climb into it, this dog has such a happy expression, do you want her to climb in?

"What's in there?"

The dog was stunned, whining and howling with Chen Qingqiu, making her stunned.

Zi Ying seemed to sense something, and the vines hurriedly stretched out towards the mouth of the cave. The dog immediately got up from the ground and jumped on the vine to bite and stop it from rising into the hole, but Ziying remained unmoved.

The vine stretched in for a short while, and then slowly retracted to the outside, and even the dog lying on the vine was startled, and kicked the ground several times before jumping down.

Chen Qingqiu was made to laugh by its antics and wanted to laugh, but Ziying's face was calm, and he didn't know how heavy his mood was.

Slowly, I saw the vine retract from the small hole, and at the very top, a few vines formed a rough disk, and on the disk was a pinch of dirt, and in the middle of the dirt were two small pointed leaves that opened.

At this time, even Bai Mao raised his eyebrows with interest, looking at the soil and leaves at the end of the vine. Ziying burst into tears, but she was still holding on steadily, Chen Qingqiu stared at the two leaves for a long time before asking:

"Yes...... She? ”

There was no demon answering her, and the little yellow dog leaned over happily and circled around the young shoot.

A gust of wind blew, and the thin leaves trembled, as if they were about to break off in the next second. Before the vine could reach them, the leaves withered and yellowed at a visible rate, and they were about to die.

"Hongying!"

Zi Ying screamed, twisting her eyebrows to break the vines that had turned out. The clump of dirt and buds fell to the ground, but it still couldn't stop it from withering.

The yellow dog jumped in front of it, its eyes like black glass beads widened, and it was so anxious that its two front paws kept grasping the ground, and it was like a force on the two buds, and with a "woo" sound, a small cloud of white mist erupted from its mouth.

The white mist fell on the yellow leaves, and the yellow retreated a little, keeping the tender green in the center.

But then, no matter how hard the little yellow dog exerts his strength and how he jumps around the young shoots, he can no longer spray white mist and stop the leaves from withering and yellowing.

Zi Ying's hands trembled with excitement, seeing that the dog couldn't save the sprouts. She immediately knelt at Bai Mao's feet, and Bai Mao withdrew her gaze from watching the play, and turned a deaf ear to the howling of the dog:

"Have you figured out what to pay?"

"Anything you want!"

Bai Mao slowly flicked his sleeves:

"Your Demon Pill ......"

"I'm here to save her!" Chen Qingqiu lowered his head and didn't look at Bai Mao's Ziying's face, and walked angrily to the young bud, and the little yellow dog saw her coming, happily flicked his tail and circled around her feet.

She crouched down and pulled a sharp knife from her pocket. The white light flashed on her forearm, and her scarred arm was separated again, blood flowing down the knife and dripping onto the clumps and shoots.

It didn't take long for the blood beads to condense on the leaves, and they disappeared without a trace, and at the same time, a larger area of yellow faded, and the leaves became all green, green even more energetic than before!

Zi Ying knelt and was stunned, even Bai Mao, who was speaking, was stunned, her eyes fell on Chen Qingqiu's scarred arm, and her brows seemed to be furrowed.

A faint smell of blood wafted from the air, and the little yellow dog looked at the red and black blood stains in the soil and licked his tongue.

Chen Qingqiu neatly took out the bandage roll from his pocket, bandaged the wound for himself, and immediately put down his sleeve. If it weren't for Bai Mao and the others who witnessed the whole process of Chen Qingqiu's bleeding with a knife, I am afraid that they would not have been able to find Chen Qingqiu's wounds!