Seeing how happy they were, Qin Luo didn't want to spoil the mood.
The winner of this competition was selected fairly, justly, and transparently.
Qin Wuhua, Qin Zaizai, because of his own advantages
The mushrooms found were not only non-toxic and delicious, but also of a very rare variety.
So they deservedly won the championship, and no one else was disappointed.
Instead, they agreed to continue the competition on the mountain trails for the next two days.
After hearing this, Qin Luo was already considering whether or not to change their clothes.
Anyway, there are still two days until the competition, and maybe my clothes will be even more worn out by then.
But while we may think about it, we can't actually let the children...
Go to sleep like this, all dirty and tattered.
She dutifully washed all four little ones, and in the end, she didn't even spare Mao Mao and Xu He.
They were all rinsed, but Mao Mao was alright, being a little imp to begin with.
Xuhe is different; although it is currently in its original form...
But its actual age is over a thousand years old.
Being scrubbed and washed repeatedly is always a little embarrassing.
Fortunately, it didn't know Qin Luo was a girl, otherwise it would have turned into a red peacock on the spot.
After doing all this, it was already 10 PM.
Qin Luo was so tired that she fell asleep immediately, and neither Dai Dai nor the others disturbed her.
Instead, they all found places to lie down, with Qin Jia taking over the first half of the night watch.
Mao Mao was in charge of the second half, and I thought I could finally get a good night's sleep.
Unexpectedly, a mistake occurred when the two demons switched shifts at mid-heaven under the moon.
A sudden gust of north wind swept up weeds and brushed past withered branches on the ground.
From the dark and eerie depths of the mountain forest came a faint, rustling sound.
Qin Jia stepped onto the moss-covered boulder, each step creating blooming frost flowers.
The torch he held in his hand suddenly emitted a deep blue, icy mist.
He seemed to be in a daze for a moment, then shook his head vigorously.
Looking in the direction where Mao Mao was resting
"Didn't we agree that the shift change would be at midnight? Why isn't Mao Mao here yet? Is he fast asleep?!"
After Qin Jia finished rambling, he was about to go over and take a look.
A swaying willow branch suddenly fell onto his shoulder.
He was instantly terrified and was about to open his mouth to warn them.
The delicate leaves of the willow branches rustled gently, carrying with them a peculiar fragrance.
Qin Jia's gaze immediately became unfocused, fixed on the ancient willow trunk not far away.
Mao Mao was entangled by countless willow branches, feeling as if he were being torn into countless pieces.
It felt like it couldn't breathe anymore; it thought it was about to die.
He then decided to take someone down with him even in death, and immediately used all his demonic power.
Tiny yellow flowers bloom among the cattail stalks, and a large amount of green sap oozes from the stalks and leaves.
Only then did it manage to break free of the willow branches that bound it, and with great difficulty, it escaped its confinement.
It had just raised its staff when it saw Qin Jia holding up the Snowflake Blade.
The stab was aimed at Qin Luo and Wu Hua, who were fast asleep, but the two were completely unaware of it.
Lying motionless on the ground
"Qin Jia, no..."
Mao Mao was completely unaware that this was an illusion cast by the willow tree spirit. If it had sensed its surroundings backward...
Then one could sense that the willow branches behind them were shimmering with a faint purple glow.
Each willow leaf reflected a distorted image, mirrored in Qin Jia's eyes.
Mao Mao was using a leaf to curl up the half-burnt thorn whip and lash it at himself.
What Mao Mao actually saw was that Qin Jia manipulated a blizzard to freeze all his friends.
"I considered you a friend, yet you wanted to destroy my demon core."
After Qin Jia roared, the Frostflower Blade sliced through the night sky and shot straight towards Mao Mao.
Unable to dodge in time, Mao Mao could only create a fog of light around himself to defend himself.
It didn't know why it had become like this, based on its understanding of Wu Hua's strength.
Qin Jia could never recall memories that had been erased.
Qin Luo and Wu Hua were attacked, so it was impossible for them to be frozen obediently.
The more it thought about it, the more something seemed wrong, but there wasn't time for it to think about it further.
Qin Jia attacked it without hesitation, and it could only use the mist to fight back.
The two demons fought fiercely, while the willow tree demon hid deep in the shadows of the trees.
Seeing that the two of them had started fighting, he couldn't help but smile happily.
Withered, twig-like fingers twirled two intertwined strands of light—the chilling essence Qin Jia had left behind in the demon realm.
Mixed with a wisp of demonic soul torn from Mao Mao's original body, it was thrown into the illusion, where the two collided.
The entire forest trembled as Qin Jia's snowflake blade pierced the lush cattail bushes.
A beam of green light suddenly burst forth from its leaves.
That was the life force left behind when Wu Hua healed it, and it was now attacking the illusion woven by the magic.
But the thick fog had already pierced Qin Jia's right arm, and clear blood stained the snow.
Transparent ice flowers bloomed, and the willow tree spirit's hoarse laughter echoed in the tree hole.
The drooping branches greedily drank in the spilled demon blood.
When the last illusion was shattered by Wu Hua's vitality...
Qin Jia and Mao Mao could only then see each other's blood-stained faces and the fact that they were ten paces apart.
The thousand-year-old willow tree demon, who was truly transforming into human form, had its gazes fixed on her at the same time.
I glanced around and realized I was no longer where I was resting.
Instead, it was the cold pond he had passed by half a month ago; Mao Mao felt both afraid and relieved.
I'm afraid I'll lose this demonic life tonight, and never be able to again.
I traveled the human world with Qin Luo and Wu Hua, thankfully...
The willow tree spirit only captured it and Qin Jia, which means the other companions are safe.
The willow tree spirit shed its true form and transformed into a highly alluring woman.
Its eyes were icy as it stared at Qin Jia, its tone filled with anger.
"I didn't believe it when Hu Ling said it, but I never imagined it really was you..."
As it spoke, it suddenly lashed out with a willow branch, its voice as cold as a thousand-year-old ice crystal.
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