After Tu Shanshu's 'kindness' reminder, Zhuge Qing'er also subconsciously began to pay attention to the eyes of others, especially those who often troubled her recently.

Sun Weiwei, the daughter of the master of the Wood God Dojo, has a magic weapon in her hand, the Hundred Grass Whip, and she should be the leader.

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

From their eyes, Zhuge Qing'er felt unconcealed hostility, banter, disdain, and cruelty.

And, of course, there are surprises.

The place of surprise comes from because Zhuge Qing'er is intact and alive today.

Yesterday, Zhao Hui competed with her, but she used the blade, and her gossip meridian hit Zhuge Qing'er many times, not to mention serious injuries, but theoretically the meridians were damaged and qi and blood failure were absolutely indispensable.

At this time, although Zhuge Qing'er's face was a little unsightly, she didn't look like she was injured.

Several people not far away glanced at each other, and they all saw the coldness in each other's eyes.

Since her body is recovering so quickly, let's give her something more ruthless!

As for why the injuries on his body healed so quickly, Zhuge Qing'er didn't know the reason.

In the past, when she was at home, she had never been seriously injured, and the minor injuries were with her parents, and she was fine on the same day, but now she is at a loss for the situation.

It seems that no matter how many injuries you have, as long as you get some sleep, you will be back the next day.

"It's here!"

While thinking about it, Uncle Wan's cold voice came into his ears.

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

"In three hours, I'll come back and check on your homework. It's just that picking herbs is not a complete task, you need to explain the characteristics of the herbs in detail!"

The auspicious clouds fell, and here was a lush mountain col full of vines and weeds, and the feet were full of soft, wet and soft feeling.

The desolate 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 to the sky, leaving a group of disciples to find a way for themselves.

Approaching Qingyang Mountain, the danger is not enough, but the action of a single person is also very unchanged, and the current group of disciples has already found friends, and they dispersed in groups.

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

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

Walking among the vines and weeds more than two feet high, she was silent, but in a few moments, her trousers were already stained dark green, and her shoes and socks were already soaked.

The sunlight passed through the dense canopy of the spruce, and the dappled light and shadow fell in the humid dense forest, and Zhuge Qing'er, who walked in the middle, although he stumbled under his feet, had a long-lost sense of tranquility in his heart.

On the one hand, Yu Xiwu's progress is slow, but Zhuge Qing'er has an unusual understanding of portraits, she can remember all the herbs on the Hundred Herbs Sutra, and even the pharmacology has been almost memorized.

Long spruce, in the shade of the land bone ginseng, ten years of black brown, a hundred years of dark red, a thousand years of white jade.

Turning the giant tree, a wild ginseng that began to turn dark red quietly came into view.

The joy of using knowledge to find something welled up in her heart, Zhuge Qing'er couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, took out the medicine shovel from the Qiankun bag, and carefully put away the wild ginseng.

The herbs here should have been deliberately cultivated, otherwise they wouldn't be so easy to find, but in an hour, Zhuge Qing'er had already collected five herbs, each of which had the number of no less than three.

Accomplish the task, more than enough.

"Unfortunately, most of the vintages are less than 100 years old. ”

In the end, a wick spirit grass was obtained, and Zhuge Qing'er gave up her plan to continue the search.

Thinking about it, this is also the right reason, where the disciples are allowed to pick at will, how can there be a hundred years and thousands of years of precious medicines? Even these things that she finds now are a lot of wealth in the outside world.

Raising his head and judging the hour through the dense branches and leaves, Zhuge Qing'er began to slowly rush back along the way he came.

She wasn't in a hurry to go back, it was better to pinch a little.

However, although her pinching is good, she can't hide from someone with a heart.

"Roar...... , it looks like a lot of gains, huh?"

Ling Tu was a thin man with triangular eyes, hooked nose, and a villain appearance, and behind his back was an eight-foot spear, tied diagonally, and walked out from behind a tree, blocking the way.

"Why are you here? What do you want to do? I ...... I'll tell Uncle Shi!"

Zhuge Qing'er looked flustered and took two steps back, leaning against a huge banyan oak tree.

"Tut-tut......"

Ling Tu shook his head lightly, looking obscene.

"What did my sister say, I collected medicine for my brother and you, but now you want to monopolize the common fruits of the two of us, how can this not be justified?"

"You...... Shame on you!"

Zhuge Qing'er's eyes widened, and she roared at the other party with an incredulous expression.

"I'm shameless, it seems that my sister must be the elixir of my brother?"

Ling Tu seemed to have been wronged by himself, and took off the spear from his back with an angry face.

"I, Ling Tu, came from a poor background, and I can't compare to the nobility of the daughter of the deputy hall master of your Flying Star Sword Hall, but what belongs to me is not so easy to be taken by others. ”

"Just let me Ling Tu come and learn the tricks of Senior Sister Zhuge Zhuge !"

"You ......"

Zhuge Qing'er, who has never experienced the sinister heart, has never seen such a brazen person, turning the world upside down, framing and framing, don't play too slippery.

Before she could do it, she herself had been accelerated by the other party's anger, and her blood was surging, causing her to be dizzy.

"Take me the Ling Family Overlord Gun!"

The two were separated by a few feet, Ling Tu stepped a little, and the shadow of the gun was already facing Zhuge Qing'er as a hood, and the boundless killing machine penetrated into the bone marrow, Zhuge Qing'er, who was holding a stick, trembled, and froze for a moment, and wanted to make another move, but it was too late.

"Bang Bang ......"

The spear danced wildly, like a dragon, and in an instant, more than a dozen sticks were whipped on Zhuge Qing'er's body one after another.

"Poof!"

In the severe pain, Zhuge Qing'er's body flew several feet sideways, slammed into a giant tree, and spurted blood on the spot.

"Tsk...... , It seems that it is not a big deal to have a good family background? I can't take a single move, so I can't help fighting!"

Ling Tu put away the gun and shook his head, and came to Zhuge Qing'er step by step.

"Bring it!"

With a hard tug, the Qiankun bag was torn off her waist.

After staining some blood on the ground and trying a few methods, Ling Tu easily opened the Qiankun bag that originally belonged to others.

"Huh?"

Looking closer to the inside, there was already a sense of greed in Ling Tu's eyes, but after taking two deep breaths, he still suppressed this greed.

There is still an excuse for taking the pill, and it is not good for him to make a big fuss, it is said that this Zhuge Qing'er is also taken care of in the Sword Sect.

"Senior brother is not an unreasonable person, I will take all the herbs as compensation for your mistakes. I won't take anything else that isn't mine, so how about it?

"I ...... I'm going to tell Uncle Shi!"

Zhuge Qing'er lay on the ground and spoke with difficulty.

"Tell Uncle Shi, go and sue you. ”

Ling Tu smiled disdainfully.

"Oh, take good care of it, don't rely on your brother if you don't have anything. ”

Throwing down the Qiankun bag casually, Ling Tu finally took a bottle of elixir from it, which was not expensive, but it was better than nothing.

"Bang bang...... Bang bang ......"

"People from big places are different, and they can take advantage of robberies and robberies. ”

The voice came from the giant tree above, and Tu Shanshu's smiling face poked out of the branches and leaves, and bowed slightly towards Zhuge Qing'er, who was lying on the ground twitching.

"Do you want to help? ”