Chapter 118 Misunderstandings Zhu Hui: "..." Of course...
Zhu Hui: “…” Of course it smelled good. He and the caravan members killed so many people that they didn’t know how many were killed. It was just weird. The smell of blood and flesh surrounded the caravan and could not dissipate for a long time.
In addition, there were many strange foods in their caravan, and Zhu Hui couldn't even imagine how delicious his caravan would smell to this little white mink.
As soon as Zhu Hui opened his mouth, Ji Ge'er realized that they were in the wrong, and his hand that was touching the little white mink became much heavier.
The little white mink played dead, not moving, and let him touch it.
Ji Ge'er looked at the people in front of him. Some of them looked familiar, but most of them were strangers. Although he was the small owner of the Putao Mountains, the Zhuhui Caravan did not come to the Putao Mountains very often, and the transactions were not important enough for him to come out, so he just looked familiar.
It was precisely because of this familiar look that Ji Ge'er didn't dare to recognize him rashly.
Now I am in the wrong.
Ji Ge'er pondered for a moment about how to apologize. After all, the little white mink was his good friend. Then, he heard a questioning voice with a chuckle from the person on the other side.
"You must be the young mountain master Lan Ji!" Although Zhu Hui asked in a question tone, it was actually an affirmative sentence.
When Lan Ji heard his full name being called out, he instantly felt terrified. He hugged the little white mink in his arms and prepared to run away. This person actually knew his name! !
Could it be that traitor? This was the only thought in Lan Ji's mind.
Run away! !
"Hey, hey, hey... wait? Wait? Don't run. How can a kid who just awakened run so fast!" Zhu Hui still wanted to see the surprised expression on young Lan Ji's face, but unexpectedly, the other party ran so quickly and neatly, and just turned around and ran.
I wasn't planning on chatting with him any more.
Zhu Hui's face fell, and he activated his strange power. He floated in front of Lan Ji like a phantom, blocking his way. Then Zhu Hui looked at the defensive boy and said with a headache.
Lan Ji said nothing and held the little white mink tightly in his arms.
The little white mink stared at Zhu Hui with its amethyst-like eyes. Perhaps it sensed that its owner was nervous, so it bared its teeth threateningly at Zhu Hui.
Zhu Hui was in a good mood. This kid couldn't escape anyway. As for the reaction of the little white mink, he simply ignored it.
"Yes, Ji Ge'er. The little mountain master of Putao Mountain is Ji. The master of Putao Mountain is also called Ji Ge'er. Your pupils should be the awakening of the bloodline of Putao Mountain. This is very similar to the old mountain master."
"As for the white mink in your arms, it should be a strange beast with the lowest Qingyou bloodline. Judging from its appearance, speed, and these eyes, it should be a Qingyou-level strange beast - the Wild Spirit Mink." Zhu Hui, as the leader of the caravan, has a deep understanding of strange beasts. He recognized the little white mink the moment it appeared.
"It's a mutated purple-eyed wild spirit marten. Unfortunately, it's too young and its foundation is insufficient. Otherwise, it would have a chance to become a blood-grudge-level monster. Of course, if you still have the support of the Pu Tao Mountains, you might be able to help it in the future by relying on a variety of strange foods." Blood-grudge-level monsters are different from Qingyou-level monsters.
"......." Lan Ji still didn't say anything, but just gently stroked the back fur of the wild spirit marten.
The little white mink's identity was exposed as soon as they disagreed, and his temper became even more violent. It was only after Lan Ji calmed him down that he did not go up to attack.
"Wow, the wild spirit marten really has a bad temper. If no one comforts it, it will swallow me in one bite, right?" Zhu Hui said with a squinting smile, not afraid of the little white marten's temper at all.
After all, this is just an underage mink.
The adult wild marten has the terrifying power to swallow mountains and seas, but this little marten does not have any of that. At best, it can only swallow monsters.
By the way, the wild marten is one of the few strange beasts that likes to eat strange flesh and blood.
"But then again, the only person who could allow this young wild marten to get close to me is, no matter how I think about it, the bloodline of the master of the Putao Mountains can be the only one." Zhu Hui changed the subject and turned the topic to Lan Ji.
Lan Ji finally moved at this time. He looked up at Zhu Hui, and the pair of eyes on his dirty face, as clear as a stream, also appeared in front of Zhu Hui.
"Why do you say that?" Lan Ji asked calmly.
"A young wild marten is still a wild marten. Its bloodline is considered top-level among all strange beasts. Ordinary humans are nothing but ants in its eyes. Even strange warriors who have just awakened are almost the same. Only strange warriors of the same level can be taken seriously by it. Yet, you can touch its fur, which is a shocking thing in itself." Do you really think that because a wild marten looks cute, its personality is also cute?
If this were placed in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains in the south, the leader of the four famous disasters would be a top-level wild spirit marten of the Blood Grudge level.
This time Lan Ji was silent again.
"......." Zhu Hui looked at the young mountain master in this state and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. What kind of sin had he committed? If the master of Putao Mountain was still alive, how could the young mountain master have fallen to this point.
The Putao Mountains have always been a force with a special way of inheritance. They rely on the blood inheritance of the mountain master. It is rumored that the talent of the Putao Mountain master's lineage is called "beast spirit", which can also be called the spirit of all beasts. They are naturally able to get close to wild beasts and strange beasts. As long as there are some spiritual beasts, they will be very pleasing to the eye.
Perhaps it is precisely because of this talent that the awakened talents in the lineage of the Lord of Putao Mountain have always been of good character, gentle and polite.
It is rumored that those with high talent can even get the attention of blood-grudge-level monsters. Outsiders may think it is nonsense, but Zhu Hui is from Shizhu Village. He has an extraordinary background and knows a lot of inside information. For example, the blood-grudge-level monsters can really be created in the Putao Mountains.
This is also why when the news of the destruction of the Putao Mountains reached Shizhu Village, Xue Qi immediately concluded that it was an internal traitor, because if a frontal attack was launched, no one knew who would be sacrificed.
From this we can see that the young mountain master has good bloodline. Even though he is born with deficiencies, he can still get a young wild spirit marten to follow and protect him during his escape. If he had complete talent, Zhu Hui would not dare to imagine how powerful this young mountain master would be.
No wonder the old master of Putao Mountain has been looking for a gifted monster food for healing. A young monster warrior who can summon a blood-grudge-level monster, and a natural disaster monster at that. Only a fool would not cultivate him.
"So you are going to hand me over to those traitors?" Lan Ji said in a calm tone.
This time, it was Zhu Hui's turn to be stunned.
"When did I say I would hand you over to the Stone Servant?" Zhu Hui couldn't help but protest. He could guarantee that he had good intentions from the beginning to the end. Didn't he see that he was not angry when he saw his caravan being turned into this state by the Wild Spirit Marten?
"I'm just an ordinary caravan leader. How could I possibly get involved with Shi Shi and his gang?" Zhu Hui said with a gloomy look on his face, his tone full of disdain. That's right, no matter how unreliable and a prodigal Zhu Hui is now, strictly speaking, he can be considered a child of destiny.
This is probably the first time someone has linked him to something like the Stone Servant.
"Hmm?" Lan Ji also made a puzzled sound and asked, "Then why do you keep exposing my identity?"
Only then did Lan Ji suspect that the other party was a traitor. He had been exposing his identity just to make him die in shame and fear. Only a group of traitors would do this.
When Zhu Hui heard this, he covered the corner of his mouth with one hand and a look of embarrassment flashed across his face. He just saw this kid running so fast and he finally stopped him, so he had to show off.
He just couldn't help it. Who would have thought that such a misunderstanding would occur.
"I'm really not." Zhu Hui felt good showing off, but it took him more time to explain. While explaining his identity, he also had to make it clear why he came: "I'm the leader of the Zhu Hui caravan, and I'm here to bring you the strange food as agreed."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
