A day and a night have passed. Even with the spiritual power circulating and his other powers, this body is only gifted with three spiritual roots. He has not yet practiced fasting, so he is inevitably a little tired.
The little red ball in my arms was sleeping soundly, extremely peacefully, not affected by the outside environment at all.
Even that ferocious beast had been dealt with by Chu Ci several times, but he didn't react at all.
The spirit-repelling herb was finally found at the end of the second day.
In such a deep mountain forest, basically no one would come here unless a precious sword appeared or auspicious clouds appeared like the one before.
There was a strong spiritual power at the place where the Soul-Exorcising Sword was born, and the surroundings were a little messy due to being stirred up, or perhaps it was not stirred up, but there were traces of a fight.
Chu Ci raised his eyebrows slightly as he looked at the relatively fresh marks on the ground, then began to look for traces of the spirit-repelling grass.
Cha Bai was also helping to scan this area.
Finally, it was found by digging under the place where the Soul-Exorcising Sword was born.
It was probably because the Soul-Driving Sword flew out from the ground, bringing up soil that covered up the poor little spiritual grass that had been growing slowly next to it. If you don't look carefully, you really can't find it.
Moreover, this little spiritual herb looks pitiful. It is covered by the soil and has wilted. I guess it will be impossible to find it in a while.
Chu Ci carefully dug out the small spiritual herb and fed it with some spiritual power. Watching it slowly stretch out its body, it seemed very comfortable. Chu Ci blinked and looked down at Wen Jing who was sleeping drowsily in his arms.
This grass...what's going on? Is it meant to be stuffed into his mouth?
While I was holding the grass and thinking about these unreliable operations, the little ball of fur in my arms trembled slightly and finally responded.
His ears trembled slightly, and consciousness gradually returned. His golden-red eyes slowly opened with a moist and misty look, and his little paw subconsciously raised to touch the tip of his nose.
The surroundings were very warm, a somewhat unusual warmth, and it felt like there was something soft and warm leaning against me.
Wen Jing: ...
When Wen Jing realized where he was and where the soft, fragrant place he was leaning on was, his eyes suddenly widened and became clear in an instant.
He looked up and met the little girl's eyes.
The little girl's eyes were still bright, but she looked a little tired. In just one or two days, the little girl looked a lot more disheveled. There was a scar on her cheek, and blood was oozing out.
It was particularly eye-catching on the little girl's fair, tender and cute cheek. It was the scar that was accidentally scratched by a branch when Chu Ci was dealing with a ferocious beast.
Wen Jing's golden-red eyes suddenly became dangerous. His spiritual consciousness had recovered two-thirds in the previous few days. He jumped out of Chu Ci's arms, and before Chu Ci could react, a big hand grabbed Chu Ci's waist.
Pulling Chu Ci into his arms, the tall and handsome man had loose black hair and was wearing a loose white coat that he had taken out from the space after his transformation. His strong chest was exposed.
His voice held a hint of laziness and danger, his eyes half joking and half serious as he asked in a low, deep voice.
"Cibao, who bullied you?"
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