"Oh my god!" Mu Qingli couldn't help but exclaimed, blurting out the Chinese quintessence.
The legendary Sai Mudan, was it the fog grass field they were talking about? It appeared right before her eyes, a vast expanse. When Mu Qingli stood at the entrance of the cave and looked down, she saw that the entire valley was covered in darkness.
This kind of poisonous ingredient is a life-saving medicine from a medical point of view, but in the hands of bad people, it is a deadly poison. Obviously, these people are not good people, and this field must be destroyed!
Mu Qingli was so angry that she was shaking. These people were actually doing evil here!
Obviously, these people were not the original natives of the Wugui tribe. So, what about the original members of the Wugui tribe? It was very likely that they had been killed by them.
Yes, there are also those who were imprisoned by them. What I just heard in the high priest’s residence was: Those old guys are addicted. Should we beat them up and put them in a dungeon to sober them up?
This sentence has an explanation here. Those old guys are most likely the original members of the Wugui tribe. They were probably harmed by them and locked up.
When Mu Qingli thought of this, she stopped being polite to them.
But now, she still has to continue tracking to see who these people give these things to? Their mission must be to harvest these things and hand them over to those bad guys.
She wanted to follow the clues and catch all these people in one fell swoop.
Mu Qingli hid in the darkness and continued to lie dormant. She found a better angle, lay on a tree, took out a night vision telescope and observed every move of those people.
Those people made the torches brighter and stuck them in a circle on the wooden stakes at the edge of the field. Each of them carried a backpack and entered the field to start harvesting.
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