The green mountains and fields are full of green, the flowers are shaking, emitting a pleasant fragrance. The forests are hidden, and the figures of a man and a woman walking together add a little more vitality to the vast forest.

"Ren Jianfei, thank you for being willing to accompany me to pick herbs." Ling Yaoqing held a bamboo basket on her arm and showed a quiet smile to Ren Jianfei beside her.

"If you think of me, it means you have regarded me as a friend. I should thank you!" Ren Jian flew back and smiled. The mottled tree shadow hit his face, but it would not weaken the brightness of the corners of his lips and eyebrows at all.

During this period, the relationship between the two became much closer. Ren Jianfei gradually learned that Ling Yaoqing had to go up the mountain to pick a large amount of poisonous weeds to raise insects every once in a while.

There have always been many large poisonous snakes and beasts where poisonous weeds are lush, which is really too dangerous for her, a girl.

In Group B, the only person who knows that she practices witchcraft is herself, so the only person who can accompany her is herself. Even if she doesn't take the initiative to ask for help, Ren Jianfei is definitely indecisive.

"Ren Jianfei, why are you so kind to me?" Ling Yaoqing seemed to hesitate for a while and spoke gently, "In this team, you are the only one who is willing to talk to me, but is it worth it for someone like me?"

Ren Jianfei thought about it and replied, "Maybe it was because when my family was making the most public opinion, I was chased and scolded by a group of people who didn't know the truth. I understand the pain that was hard to tell."

"It's really easy for the onlookers to destroy a stranger who has nothing to do with them."

"Jian Zhiheng said that warmth is transmitted between people, and I also realized this. If Ye Shuo and the others had helped me before, my family would not have been able to overcome the difficulties so quickly."

"I think even a person with strong looks will have times when he needs help. So I want to accompany you through this trough."

This is naturally Ren Jianfei's true feelings. But there are still some words that he did not say.

When they were working with Ling Yaoqing to guard Gengcheng, the two were just ordinary cooperative relationships and rarely had any intersections. But they didn’t know when it started, perhaps after knowing her situation in the team, they saw her again, and such a lonely but pretended to be strong figure suddenly touched a soft aspect in Ren Jianfei’s heart. He began to long for help, eager to use his own strength to care for her and warm her.

As for why this happens... Ren Jianfei once discussed it with Jian Zhiheng and others. He heard that if you fall in love with a girl, your heart will be beat faster when you get along with her. Her every frown and smile will make you worry about gains and losses.

But Ren Jianfei asked himself, he didn't feel that way. If it were not Ling Yaoqing who was isolated today, but any other girl, he would still help. And if it were a "goddess"-level figure who was full of stars, he would consciously stand aside.

These abnormal emotions made Ren Jianfei even feel that because he was rebellious since childhood, the more his father refused to let him do anything, the more he wanted to do something. So now there is a girl who is rejected by everyone, the more he wants to get close to her?

"Then, if I do something I'm sorry for you in the future, will you forgive me?" Ling Yaoqing was silent for a while, and suddenly asked again without thinking.

"You..." Ren Jianfei raised his eyebrows, "What will you do to be sorry for me?"

Ling Yaoqing forced a smile and said unintentionally: "Everyone makes mistakes. If I make a mistake, will you give me a second chance?"

"Make a mistake," Ren Jianfei thought seriously, "I think it should be divided into intentional and unintentional. The mistakes made knowingly are not worth forgiven." As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the atmosphere around him suddenly became tense, and he couldn't help but smile again: "But even if A Qing makes a mistake, he must be unintentional. So of course, I won't be angry with you."

Ling Yaoqing's eyes flashed, and the wisps of temperature filled the foundation of her eyes little by little, covering the silent gloom.

She was like a fallen angel shaking off the dust. Ren Jianfei was a little stunned for a moment, but then his knuckles suddenly hurt. It turned out that he was so sensible that his fingers were accidentally cut by the barbs of the poisonous weed, and blood beads had already bleeded out of the wound.

Ling Yaoqing also noticed his abnormality, rushed forward worriedly, held his fingers back and forth, and kept blaming him: "Look at you, just watching Shale, these grasses are highly poisonous, and they cut their fingers. What if they get poisoned? After going back, go find Yan Xuemeng to ask for an antidote, remember?"

Before this, Feng Qiwu made a special trip to refine many poison pills and detoxification pills as reserve materials for the team. Although he is not an alchemist, as a high-level poison pill, it is still easy to naturally condense the toxins into pills as a high-level poison pill.

At that time, Yan Xuemeng asked to help keep it, but Feng Qiwu rarely opposed it. According to him, these troubles were left to the people in Tianxiao Pavilion. If they did it well, there would be no reward. If they didn't do it well, it had nothing to do with him.

"But, in theory, I will not be exposed to poisonous weeds," Ren Jianfei nodded and realized that there were other hidden dangers. "If you want the antidote so rashly, will it involve you? Otherwise, I'd better use my own energy to drive away the poison."

Ling Yaoqing said helplessly: "Silly, wouldn't you say that you accidentally fell into the poisonous weeds when you came out to hunt monsters? How could Yan Xuemeng even asks you to take off your clothes and confirm your wounds?"

Looking at his stupid and silly look, but he was serious about trying to keep him from the wind and rain, Ling Yaoqing only felt that he was really a fool, just like his brother Ye Shuo. However, when she thought that he was just because he cared about him, she was so stupid that he was cute.

"By the way," Ren Jianfei giggled for a moment, then sat up seriously, "You asked me before if you would like to give you a drop of blood," he raised his finger with blood beads, "Then, don't waste it now."

Seeing that he looked like he was joking, Ling Yaoqing hesitated for a moment before asking softly: "If you give me blood, it also means giving me your life. Would you still be willing?"

At this time, the two of them squatted and got very close. Even their breathing, accompanied by the faint cold fragrance of flowers and plants, gently patted each other's face, directly into the nerve endings, mobilizing every most sensitive cell in their bodies, and the atmosphere quickly turned into ambiguity.

Plop, plop!

Ren Jianfei felt that his heart was beating quickly.

"I do!" After a while, he blurted out. He stared at the pair of eyes that were close to him, and his smile gradually spread on his face, "I believe that you will keep my life well."

Ling Yaoqing looked at him for a long time, and the spiritual sense that he had penetrated into the storage ring was taken back, and then took out an exquisite small bottle. The crystal blood beads flowed into the bottle mouth, colliding with a crisp "ding" sound on the wall.

...

After returning to Jicheng, Ren Jianfei went to find Yan Xuemeng himself, while Ling Yaoqing returned to his room, spread the collected poisonous weeds on the table, sorted them out, and prepared before eating.

According to the current progress, if the blood of a master of his level like Ren Jianfei can be mixed into the poisonous weed, Ling Yaoqing can be sure that the Gu insect will definitely evolve to the next stage.

But... in fact, Qiao Xiying said it was right last time. With this drop of blood, it was equivalent to holding the host's life in his hand. Ren Jianfei knew this and was willing to hand over the blood to himself. If one day he knew his true purpose, Ling Yaoqing would not even dare to think about how disgusting he would look at him.

She could be sure that she had no special feelings for him. The only thing she had was the first time meeting someone who really cared about her. She... didn't want to let him down.

Facing the table of poisonous weeds, Ling Yaoqing thought about it and finally took out the bottle. But she did not pull out the bottle plug for a long time, but instead tightened her fingers and held the bottle in the palm of her hand.

She still has a task...it is much more important than this trial and the grudges and rifts with others. She will never miss the big thing. She will continue to collect the blood and energy needed, but only this drop of blood... This is the kindness that a person entrusted to herself, and only this time, let her keep it as a souvenir.

At this moment, the closed door panel was suddenly pushed open by someone, and the dazzling sunlight filled the entire room.

Ling Yaoqing turned around in shock, and the one who walked slowly in with a cold face was Feng Qiwu, the lord of Jicheng. He was always covered with a dark aura. Where he passed by, it seemed that even the sun could not penetrate, and it automatically deviated from the angle of the sprinkling.

"City Lord..." Ling Yaoqing stood up with a little cramped attitude, raising her chin slightly, showing her last stubbornness, "I remember I locked the door."

Feng Qiwu looked at her coldly, her gloomy eyes, and a cold tone, making her heart feel cold.

"Okay, why are you locking the door?" He looked around and emphasized his tone with some meaning, "Is there anything shameful here?"

Ling Yaoqing thought about the electric shock and subconsciously wanted to clean up the herbs on the table. However, Feng Qiwu thought of a place with her and grabbed her arm.

"These are all highly poisonous herbs. Why do you pick up so many?"

Ling Yaoqing barely kept calm and bowed slightly: "I saw the city lord performing poison skills before, and his style was outstanding, which made me yearn for it, so I am learning poison skills myself recently, so I started by learning to recognize herbs."

Although these words were not so credible, they could not find any obvious problems. Ling Yaoqing was waiting nervously, hoping that this hype would make her escape.

Feng Qiwu still had a cold face. Except when facing Feng Boliang, she seemed to never find any other expression on his face. The two of them were stalemate for a while. He let go of Ling Yaoqing, but he stretched out his hand, picked up a herb from the table, and brought it to her nose.

"What kind of herb is this?"

Ling Yaoqing knew nothing about this and could only remain silent. And in her heart, a sudden feeling of "not good" arises.

Feng Qiwu pulled the corner of her mouth lightly, bringing a bit of mocking coldness: "This is a flower-centered vine, which looks like a dry grass and has a very poisonous inside. It is also the favorite feed for Gu Master when raising poisonous gu."

When he talked about "Gu Master" and "Poison Gu", he deliberately increased the pronunciation, and at the same time he had a different meaning in his eyes. But Ling Yaoqing still maintained a decent smile: "Thank you for your advice from the city lord."

Feng Qiwu then picked up another plant: "What about this one?"

As if he had expected Ling Yaoqing to be unable to answer, Feng Qiwu turned to ask and answered: "This is Zimanluo. The color of the petals has gone from light to dark. The darker the color of the flower center, the stronger the toxicity."

If he continues to ask, it will only reveal more of his flaws. Ling Yaoqing can only retreat and advance: "The city lord is indeed profound. I have just started learning and have limited knowledge. I will ask the city lord for advice in the future."

Feng Qiwu looked at her coldly, finally put her lips close to her ear, and then said softly:

"I will give you a piece of advice, but I don't learn all kinds of things. Since you are practicing physical skills, don't think about it or think about it. In the end, you may achieve nothing."

After he said this, he turned around calmly. Ling Yaoqing looked at his back, her stiff body was still moving, and she didn't know what she was thinking. But her palms were already covered in sweat.

...

Late at night that day.

Feng Qiwu was practicing in the room, and the thick dark purple mist was like a singular hurricane, floating around him.

The entire room was filled with whistling poisonous gas, and the sizzling sound of repulsing with the space was like turbid oil bursting at the bottom of the pot. Just this extremely shocking scene was shocking and the soul was full of shock.

Feng Qiwu's cultivation process seemed to be as sinister as his personality, and he was more arrogant and arrogant.

When his cultivation reached its peak, suddenly, another kind of evil energy from different sources came in from every corner through the crack of the door. After a closer look, the poisonous gas was wrapped in the poisonous gas, which were actually ferociously-faced Gu insects!

As soon as Feng Qiwu noticed it, his closed eyes suddenly opened. Under the locking of his spiritual sense, spiritual power shot from all directions, and each strike accurately penetrated the target. In the silent explosion, balls of black air quietly collapsed. All the invading insects were shattered and smoked.

Only the last insect attached to Feng Qiwu's shoulder in the break of the explosion. After a while, it crawled into his body.

Although Feng Qiwu had a sense of the situation, he didn't care at all. Playing poison attacks in front of him was really a show of his avatar. He just regarded this kind of small poisonous insect to supplement himself with some nourishment.

However, in just a moment, Feng Qiwu, who had always been calm, suddenly changed his face. As blood surged, a sealed barrier formed, completely enveloping the poisonous insect and pushed it out of his body.

He was completely unable to refine this insect from some unknown origin, and there were signs of sucking blood!

"This is..." Staring at the small ball of light on his fingertips, the narrow eyes filled with shadows had a slight fluctuation for the first time. If even he could not refine it, then only-

"Four Evil Gods?!"
Chapter completed!