Sheng He looked at the palm of his right hand and found that the red feather mark there had disappeared at some point.

The three little rascals who witnessed the whole thing said: It’s too scary, Great Demon King Sheng He is really too scary, no matter how they pulled Great Demon King Sheng He’s hair, even if the youngest one used his own body to detoxify, it was useless.

They watched helplessly as so many animals and spiritual beasts suffered at the hands of the great devil Sheng He, and were beaten to the point of falling all over the place and foaming at the mouth.

Woohoo, the great devil Shenghe is so scary.

Sheng He pinched his brows tiredly. It must be a problem with the red-gold feather. It was a pity that he couldn't find any trace of the red bird now.

Fortunately, although she was unconscious at the time and the affected area was quite wide, it should not have caused serious casualties to the animals in the forest.

After running around for more than half a month, Sheng He suddenly woke up and felt sore all over.

After dragging his tired body to help the stupid roe deer that kept hitting the tree to change direction, and after fishing out all the animals that had just been accidentally knocked into the Lanyue Lake, Sheng He collapsed to the ground exhausted.

"call!"

Sheng He let out a long sigh and looked at the blue sky. The fatigue in his body was slightly relieved, and suddenly a beautiful face appeared in front of him.

"I am Song Jinzhi, thank you for saving me, fairy."

Sheng He tilted her head and tried hard to recall: Did she hit this person just now?

It looks unfamiliar, so I guess you haven't fought with him, right?

Sheng He's eyes fell on Song Jinzhi's tattered robes, and for a moment he began to doubt his memory.

Didn't he fight? Then why did his clothes become like this?

Seeing that Song Jinzhi was still bowing, Sheng He quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "I am Sheng He."

"you……"

Song Jinzhi's eyebrows curved, "I am a formation cultivator. Just now those casual cultivators wanted to kill people and steal treasures. Thanks to Fairy Sheng for saving me, the Song family of Jinzhou is deeply grateful to Fairy Sheng for her kindness."

Oh, it turns out there was no fight.

Sheng He breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand casually.

"Don't worry about it."

After Sheng He finished speaking, he lay down on the grass again. Just as he was about to close his eyes and take a nap, a shadow suddenly fell in front of him.

Song Jinzhi sat next to Sheng He, rubbing the corners of his clothes nervously with his hands.

"Um... Fairy Sheng... I... I have all my spirit stones and elixirs... I wonder if Fairy Sheng could give me some."

"I swear in the name of the Jinzhou Song family that I will repay you double when I get out of the secret realm!"

"Sure, how much do you want?"

Sheng He flipped through his storage ring and was about to take out some spirit stones and pills when he heard Song Jinzhi's calm voice.

"Not much, not much. Just over a hundred high-grade spirit stones, a few bottles of Qi Condensation Pills, a few bottles of Yuan Hui Pills, a few bottles of Heart Purification Pills, and a few bottles of Purple Yuan Pills. It would be even better if we could get the Spirit Stabilization Pill."

Sheng He's hands froze, he looked up and saw that Song Jinzhi's face was very serious and he didn't look like he was joking at all.

Sheng He chuckled a few times, took out a bottle of Huiyuan Dan and a bottle of Juqi Dan from his storage ring and threw them to Song Jinzhi.

"That's all, love or not!"

There are only about 700 mid-grade spirit stones in her storage ring, which equals to about 70 high-grade spirit stones. This person comes up and says "only needs about 100 high-grade spirit stones", why doesn't he go and rob them!

Sheng He held his storage ring tightly, took a Huiyuan Pill, and when he felt he had more strength, he turned around and left, as if he was afraid of being entangled by Song Jinzhi.

Sheng He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he had walked a long way away and no one was following him.

It would take some time for him to find Zhao Yanran, and there was still half a year before the appointment at Yuehan Mountain. Sheng He thought for a moment and decided to return to the swamp forest.

The swamp forest is the place with the most concentrated spiritual energy in the entire Jingyue Secret Realm. That is why spiritual herbs such as the green wood vine grow there.

In the past half month, although she killed animals in two forests while she was not conscious, her swordsmanship has improved significantly.

Especially, she had been in seclusion for a year and had not been able to perform the eighth move of Qingyun Sword Technique, but she succeeded in this situation.

Instead of looking for Zhao Yanran aimlessly, it is better to consolidate one's own cultivation and wait for the future.

Sheng He made up his mind, took out the Aoshuang Sword and prepared to fly to the swamp forest.

When passing by Lanyue Lake, Sheng He heard a noisy quarrel below and glanced down inadvertently.

Song Jinzhi was seen tied tightly with a spirit rope to a large rock beside Lanyue Lake. His feet were filled with treasures. Three scattered warriors were quarreling over the uneven distribution of the spoils.

Sheng He didn't want to care at first. She really didn't like people like Song Jinzhi who asked for too much. But after flying for a long time, she finally turned a corner and returned to Lanyue Lake.

The reason is simple: these wandering cultivators will really kill him.

Although Sheng He didn't like Song Jinzhi, his crime did not deserve the death penalty.

"stop!"

The three stopped what they were doing and looked at Sheng He with displeasure on their faces: "Who is it? We three brothers were the first to see this fat sheep. It's first come first served, do you understand... understand... ah..."

"Ah! It's you, the fairy!"

The moment they saw Sheng He's face clearly, the three of them changed their expressions greatly. The feeling of being thrown into the sky by the sword energy was still vivid in their minds. The three of them felt their stomachs churning. They immediately softened their tone, bent over and said flatteringly:

"Fairy, why are you here? We are ignorant. You choose first, you choose first!"

Sheng He glanced at the treasure on the ground, picked up Ao Shuang's sword and cut the rope that bound the immortal, then raised his head and pointed at Song Jinzhi with his chin.

"I'm protecting this guy."

The three of them were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats. They nodded quickly and said, "Understood! Understood! We were blind and didn't recognize the great man. Let's go now! Let's go now!"

After the three of them finished speaking, they looked unwillingly at the treasures scattered all over the ground, then glanced at Sheng He with a cold face, and ran away in a hurry.

Song Jinzhi untied the ropes on his body and did not rush to get the storage bag. Instead, he looked at Sheng He with sparkling eyes.

"You saved me again."

"You were robbed again."

Song Jinzhi smiled with eyes curved: "Then I owe you another favor."

Sheng He turned around, raised Ao Shuang and waved it behind him: "I hope there won't be a next time."

Song Jinzhi picked up the storage bag and caught up with Sheng He in a few steps.

"Fairy Sheng, my favor is very precious. You can think about what you want. I will definitely help you get it when we get out of the secret realm."

"No, just stop following me."

"But I don't have any spirit stones. Without them, I can't set up the formation. I'm powerless now. Are you going to leave me here alone again?"

Sheng He didn't say anything, walked forward a few steps, turned around and looked at Song Jinzhi who was standing a few steps behind him.

He was all dirty, perhaps because he had just fought with the three wandering cultivators, and his face was covered with mud. At this moment, he was standing under the tree holding a storage bag, looking at Sheng He eagerly, like a poor puppy.