Since then, Meng Feifei has hardly raised ducklings, until now, seeing this group of little yellow ducks injured because of himself, Meng Feifei began to think of the duck named Xiao Huang by himself, which looks very similar to these ducks.

If these ducks weren't covered in blood and wounded everywhere.

Meng Feifei felt guilty.

So he began to raise these ducklings in the cave, exchanged some precious medicines from the students of the Alchemist Branch, and took them all to give the ducklings to recuperate.

Although it is just a flock of wild ducks, for Meng Feifei, the meaning is different.

He even remembered many memories of getting along with Xiao Huang when he was a child.

When Meng Feifei was a child, he was a little autistic and didn't like to talk, and he was isolated by the children in the same village, he always played by himself, went to the back mountain to chop firewood alone, and carried two broken woodcutters thicker than his own arms.

He is a nostalgic person, and the two woodcutters he carries on his back are the tools he began to use to chop wood at the age of seven, and he has not been willing to discard them until now, and has used the woodcutter as his own weapon.

The young and isolated teenager picked up a little yellow duck and brought it home with an injured foot and raised it as his friend.

The boy will tell the little yellow duck about his mood every day, and almost nothing to say to the little yellow duck, even if the little yellow duck can't understand his words, there is no way to give him a response, but in that time with the little yellow duck, the young man still feels that it is a very precious memory.

But such an important little friend, in a daytime, was trampled to death by the fat man next door.

Meng Feifei interrupted his memories and began to secretly raise the little yellow duck on the mountain...... It was safe and sound until this day when I went up the mountain.

The little yellow ducks are still there, but they can't hear the ducks quacking anymore, all the little yellow ducks have their necks broken, and a few have been trampled out of their entrails.

A group of fragile little lives were ruthlessly killed by others, and their deaths were extremely tragic.

The moment Meng Feifei saw the corpse of the little yellow duck, the expression on his face was very calm, and he didn't even cry or scream about his pain.

He just glanced at it calmly, and then with an expressionless face, he picked up the corpse of the little yellow duck with a piece of cloth, went out and dug a hole, buried the thing in it, covered it with dirt, and stepped on it.

In the cave, he picked up a jade pendant - something that belonged to the night moon.

Meng Feifei picked up the jade pendant, put it in his pocket casually, and went down the mountain calmly...... It's a calm before the storm.

Meng Feifei walked down the mountain and turned directly towards the Alchemist Branch.

There are many branches of Tianlan Academy, and the Alchemist Branch is only one of them, and the number is not large, only about a hundred people, all of whom are elites screened out by the nine major states.

The alchemists who can enter this branch to study, after graduation, will become the object of contention between the big family and the big faction.

This was the first time Meng Feifei had set foot in the Alchemist Branch.

He walked in with a cold face, grabbed one of them by the collar at the door, and asked in a cold voice, "Where is Ye Yuecheng?"

As alchemists, the academies are generally not very good in physical fitness, and they have the talent of alchemists, but God is fair, giving them the talent of alchemists, but also making them inevitably short in other aspects.

For example, other strengths are basically very vegetable.

With Meng Feifei's strength, it would not be a problem to single out a group of alchemists.