After a long time, he put away all his confused expressions and returned to his usual indifferent expression.
The next day.
Before daybreak, Yun Zheng was picked up by Rong Shuo and ruthlessly thrown into a wolf den, leaving her to fight alone with twenty or thirty ferocious and brutal Fiery Blade Wolves!
He also ordered Qingfeng to take Erbai to a deeper place for training!
Yun Zheng looked at a group of fifth-level Fierce Blade Wolves that were coming at her aggressively, then looked up at the dark figure with a handsome and cold face standing in the void.
"Get rid of all the Fierce Blade Wolves within half an hour. If you fail to do so, Yun Zheng, you will face a more severe battle!" came his cold and low voice.
It was the first time that Yun Zheng saw him so cold and ruthless, and she suddenly had an illusion that the person she met before was not him!
How could she think he would like her?
Yun Zheng didn't think any more and started fighting with the group of Fierce Blade Wolves.
'boom--'
'boom--'
Yun Zheng held a flaming spear in his hand, and wherever the spear pierced, a bright red color appeared.
After a while, Yun Zheng's little face was splashed with blood, making her look much more charming.
“Ouch!”
In an instant, a Fiery Blade Wolf attacked Yun Zheng from behind. Yun Zheng was slowed down by the wolf in front, so she was a moment slower. It was at this moment that Yun Zheng's back was scratched by the sharp wolf claws!
There were several bloody scars on the back!
Yun Zheng groaned, holding back the pain, and swung his spear back, hitting the Fiery Blade Wolf right in the head with a 'swish' sound.
When Yun Zheng was about to open her blood pupils——
A cold voice came from not far away: "You can only use spiritual power!"
Upon hearing this, Yun Zheng cursed inwardly, tightened her grip on the gun handle, and charged towards the remaining Fierce Blade Wolves once again.
About half an hour later.
Yun Zheng's surroundings were in a mess. She lay on the ground exhausted, gasping for breath.
At this moment, a tall shadow blocked her sight.
Yun Zheng only saw his handsome jawline and heard him say, "You failed. It's a quarter of an hour longer than half an hour. Come with me."
"Can't I take a break?" Yun Zheng asked in a slightly hoarse voice.
"No." He refused outright.
Upon hearing this, Yun Zheng suddenly stood up from the ground. Perhaps because of excessive blood loss, she staggered a few times when she stood up and almost fell down again.
Rong Shuo's slender, bony hand raised slightly, but soon put it down again.
Rong Shuo glanced at her and said, "Let's go."
After Yun Zheng had gained her footing, she suddenly heard these words. She curled her lips and muttered softly, "Even more devilish than those old men!"
"What are you talking about?" Rong Shuo turned around and asked.
Yun Zheng waved her hands repeatedly and smiled guiltily, "I didn't say anything."
Rong Shuo glanced at her face, then moved his gaze downwards. Seeing several shocking scratches on her hands, his eyes moved slightly.
Rong Shuo said, "Stretch out your hand."
Yun Zheng looked at her hands and then stretched them out.
Rong Shuo raised his hand and flicked it towards the Phoenix Star Ring on her left hand, and a subtle force flashed by.
In an instant, Yun Zheng felt that there were some extra things in the Fengxing Ring. She used her spiritual sense to probe into it and found that there was an extra row of shelves in that corner, and on the shelves were bottles of densely packed pills.
And ointment!
Various effects, various grades...
There are almost two hundred bottles, and each bottle contains five pills.
"What is this?" Yun Zheng looked up at him with disbelief.
Rong Shuo felt her sparkling eyes and avoided them uncomfortably. His tone was indifferent but with a hint of awkwardness hidden inside, "This is also one of the gifts for becoming a disciple."
“Thank you, Master!”
Yun Zheng happily hugged his arm, then rubbed her little head against his arm with joy and said with a smile, "I like it very much. Thank you, Master!"
Rong Shuo felt the warmth from his arm, and the tips of his ears felt a little hot and uncomfortable.
His body was stiff.
"Master, you are such a stingy person, but you actually gave me these two valuable gifts. I am so happy!"
Stingy?
Rong Shuo's expression turned from sunny to gloomy, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He poked her little head with a finger and asked in a deep voice, "Who told you that I'm stingy?"
Yun Zheng noticed that his tone was wrong, and when she looked up, she saw that he had a cold face.
She got into trouble.
How could she tell him about his stinginess?
Men, in particular, care about face, especially men in high positions, who care even more about face!
Yun Zheng slowly loosened her hand and tried to cover it up with a smile.
Fortunately, Rong Shuo didn't want to argue with her about this little thing. He asked her to take a healing pill first before setting off.
Yun Zheng picked out a third-grade healing pill and took it. It melted in her mouth. Not long after, a warm air flowed through her body, and she felt much more comfortable.
However, the external injuries did not heal.
"I'm ready." Yun Zheng smiled, obviously in a good mood.
He looked at her external injuries and the deep scar on her back. If it was not treated in time, it would probably leave a scar.
He said, "Close your eyes."
Yun Zheng was a little confused, but still closed her eyes, because she inexplicably trusted him, not only because their horoscopes were compatible, but also because he was the first person she had ever released since she came to this world.
He had a bottle of ointment in his hand. He used his spiritual power to transform the ointment into a ball of ethereal spiritual medicine, and then waved it lightly. The ball of spiritual medicine automatically stuck to her wound.
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