He grabbed the little tree elf in mid-air and strode out of the hall.
"Come on, little tree spirit, take me around Qingyun Peak."
Li Yu wanted to go and see the other enslaved tribesmen.
Although I have made mental preparations.
But when Li Yu looked at the tribesmen working hard in the endless spiritual herb garden.
In his heart, he still cursed Ji Yao, the rude guy.
Especially when he saw Meichuan Kucha standing by and supervising everyone's work, Li Yu felt extremely sad.
If it weren't for that group of foreign bastards who turned the Jiuli tribe upside down.
Why did his father and mother die with them?
Why would he hand his own brother over to outsiders and cause him to become like this?
Why would he let all his clansmen give up their physical bodies and possess puppets?
The trigger of all this was a group of troublemakers with bad intentions.
When he thought of this, Li Yu’s hatred for those unknown monsters became even stronger.
Little Green Hair felt the terrifying aura coming from the leader of the Jiuli tribe and subconsciously fled to Meichuan Kucha's skull.
Meichuan Kucha, who was disturbed, turned his head fiercely and looked at Li Yu, the sticky candy who couldn't be shaken off.
"Why are you chasing me here again? Even if you get my bones, you can't get my heart!"
Hearing this, Li Yu said in a hoarse voice: "Then who can win your heart?"
Li Yu was probably the first clan leader to be despised like this by his own younger brother.
The soul fire in Meichuan Kucha's eyes burned fiercely:
"Are you blind? I'm the Skeleton King! I have no heart—"
The little green-haired boy who was watching the show on the side burst out laughing.
Seeing a man and a skeleton looking at it, it said quickly: "Kuchazi, I don't have a heart either!"
Meichuan Kucha, who thought he had found the organization, looked at Li Yu proudly.
"See? Powerful people don't have hearts. But you're a bit like what the master calls a fool!"
Meichuan bitter tea for some reason.
Every time it sees the male cultivator in front of it, it can't control its mouth.
I just want to curse the person in front of me.
It clearly doesn't have a heart, but it just feels uncomfortable under its ribs.
Countless resentments arose out of thin air.
Just like now.
Looking at the deep-hidden sadness in his eyes, it felt uncomfortable in its heart.
I wanted to go up and beat him up, and I wanted to ask him...
What should I ask him?
Meichuan Kucha was at a loss, and it didn't know what to ask.
When I thought of this, the place where it already had no heart felt even emptier.
But it has never had a heart since it was born.
Why do these thoughts and feelings occur?
Could it be that its soul fire has been contaminated?
Unable to figure it out for a moment, Meichuan Kucha decided to keep this question to himself and ask the more cunning owner later.
It felt uncomfortable looking at the male cultivator in front of it, so Meichuan Kucha decided to simply ignore his existence.
Start chatting with the little green hair on the skull: "Did you and the master have fun at the place you went this time?"
Little Green Hair: "It's not fun. I'm being hunted all the time and have to hide everywhere."
Hearing this, Meichuan Kucha felt a little more balanced.
It has been in Qingyun Peak for more than a hundred years, and its bones are almost moldy.
Although usually their master would take them for a stroll in the Tianjian Sect.
But in the end, it still yearns for the world outside Dongyuan Continent.
Sometimes it wonders if there are any of its people living somewhere else.
Do they know that it and some of its people have drifted to the Dongyuan Continent?
Later it stopped thinking about it.
Following its master's instructions, it worked hard to plant high-level spiritual herbs all over the Dongyuan Continent.
Because it and its people basically have earth-type spiritual roots, it is most suitable for raising these flowers and plants.
Therefore, every year, countless spiritual herbs flow from the Wuji Sect to every corner of the Dongyuan Continent.
Under the supervision of the Advanced Spiritual Herb Protection Association, which was established under the leadership of the three giants: Wuji Sect, Tianjian Sect, and Danyaotang.
The Dongyuan Continent where high-level spiritual herbs were hard to find more than a hundred years ago is gone forever.
Although compared with the Dongyuan Continent tens of thousands of years ago, it is still a long way off.
But the master's master said that it is a blessing to be able to recover to this state now.
And all this is due to it and its army of skeletons!
Originally, Meichuan Kucha planned to report his results to his master as soon as he saw her.
But the owner seemed to be very busy when he came back this time, and it didn't find a suitable opportunity to show off.
After waiting for a long time for the master to return to Qingyun Peak, he was disturbed by this tactless male cultivator in front of him.
It's really infuriating!
The furious Meichuan Kucha crossed his arms over his chest and began to shout at the skeletons working silently:
"Hurry up, little ones! The master will be here soon!"
“Roar, roar, roar, roar—”
(Guaranteed to complete the task——)
When he suddenly heard the dry howls of the skeletons, Li Yu felt cold all over.
What exactly happened back then?
How could he actually make the tribesmen he sent to protect become speechless?
I wanted to find Ji Yao to ask her clearly, but then I remembered that she was also suffering from amnesia, and I felt annoyed.
Li Yu stood there, looking around and saw only white skeletons weeding and turning the soil in the spiritual herb garden...
After a long while, he heaved a long sigh and walked into the spiritual herb garden resignedly.
He followed the example of his tribesmen and began to tend to these rare medicinal herbs.
Meichuan Kucha looked at the scene in surprise, "Little tree spirit, is he rushing to be enslaved by me?"
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