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Chapter 145 Deceived?

The other side of the mountain is completely different from the outside, and the trees have become scarce. Countless flowers and plants of different colors make this place colorful, and even many butterflies can be seen.

After retracting his gaze, Fenghun looked at the countless flowers and plants on the ground again, scanned his eyes slowly, but still did not find the so-called seven-color grass.

Looking at the endless grassland, Feng Hun knew that this was obviously not possible, if he searched for them one by one, he would be exhausted before he could find them by himself.

He looked around his eyes again, and after making sure he didn't find anything, Fenghun walked towards the direction with the most trees.

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After walking for about a few minutes, Fenghun still found nothing. With more and more trees on the road, Fenghun had a bad premonition.

It has taken nearly an hour to come here. For the sake of unnecessary trouble, Fenghun controlled the speed to be the same as that of a normal person, but there was still no trace of the seven-color grass.

"save……!"

Fenghun looked around, and suddenly heard a small voice, the direction of the voice was right in front.

"Help……!"

Fenghun frowned, how could there be people in this place?It can be heard from the voice that the owner of the voice is an old woman in her sixties.

After hearing the sound clearly, Fenghun quickened his pace and rushed towards the direction of the sound.

"Help!"

"Help... someone help me!"

"Help……"

"..."

The voice became clearer and clearer, and when Fenghun saw it clearly, there was indeed a sixty-year-old woman in front of her.

The old woman's thighs were bleeding profusely, and the two clear teeth marks were obviously attacked by something.The distressed old man kept calling for help.

"Young man... can you save me!"

Fenghun walked towards the old man quickly. When the old woman saw Fenghun, it was as if she had seen a life-saving straw. She was overjoyed and begged Fenghun.

"What happened?"

Fenghun glanced at the old woman's leg dripping with blood, and said in doubt.

"I was bitten by a poisonous snake! Young man, can you help me fulfill a wish before I die!"

The old woman's breath was a little weak, her lips turned white.The voice of speaking seemed a little weak.

"Speaking!"

Feng Hun frowned, somewhat helpless regarding the state of the old man.

"I came to this place to find seven-color grass. My son is sick and is still lying on the bed unconscious. Now that I am in this state, I am afraid I will die soon! I hope you can help me fulfill this wish!"

The old man said in a low voice, and his tone became lighter and lighter.

"Seven-color grass? Where can I find seven-color grass?"

Wind Soul murmured in a low voice.

"It is said that the seven-color grass grows only once in a hundred years, and it is on the edge of the cliff in front! Little brother... are you here to find the seven-color grass... If you have more important things, this seven-color grass will be given to you! "

The old man looked at Fenghun again, and sighed in a low voice.

"Don't say that! Your life is at stake!"

Seeing that the old man's breath was already very weak, Fenghun said in a deep voice.

After finishing speaking, Fenghun fell silent. If there is only one seven-color grass, then obviously only one person can get it, he and the old man. If it is given to the old man, it can save her life or her son.But it might be impossible to fulfill the entrustment of City Lord Cangyue in this way.

The current Fenghun is undoubtedly caught in a dilemma between two sides, one is a life, and the other is a very important entrustment.

"You support it first! I will help you find the seven-color grass!"

Fenghun clenched his teeth and said in a deep voice.Now I can only let the old man hold back, maybe he can find other ways to save her.

Although Feng Hun is not a good person, Feng Hun would not refuse to save him, otherwise he would not help the impoverished village to eliminate the Qinglong Gang.

Standing up, Feng Hun took one last look at the old man, increased his speed, and instantly disappeared into the forest in a stream of light.

The old man glanced at the direction where the wind soul disappeared, and remained silent.It can be found that the injured leg of the old man is as if nothing happened, and he slowly stood up.

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"Is this the seven-color grass?"

Fenghun's gaze was attracted by a seven-leaf grass on the cliff. After carefully looking at it, Fenghun said subconsciously.

This grass has seven leaves with different colors, basically the same as what Cang Qingtian described, looking at the distance between the seven-leaf clover and him, Fenghun felt a little headache.

This grass is located on the opposite cliff, and the cliff is almost 20 meters long. It is impossible to pick it by hand, unless it has wings.

"wing?"

When Feng Hun thought of wings, he couldn't help but think of something, he froze for a moment, and then said.

After opening the pet space, Fenghun released the little villain.Although he is not big, picking a blade of grass should not be a big problem, Fenghun can only pin his hopes on him.

"Chirp!"

As soon as he came out, the little villain glanced around, and there was a look of panic in his eyes. After making two noises, he disappeared in an instant, apparently running into the pet space.

"..."

After seeing this scene, Feng Hun seemed a little at a loss. Recalling the strange appearance of the little villain when he came here two months ago, Feng Hun had a bad feeling. Could it be that the so-called fairy beast was so powerful that he could Can't beat it?

I am no longer the previous self. I was unable to defeat a 99-level fairy beast before, but now I am enough to defeat a fairy beast, or even a divine beast, without any effort.

After summoning the Wind Spirit Beast again, Feng Hun glanced at the latter's frightened look, stared at it with wide eyes, and said, "Go and pick that grass!"

Who knew that the Wind Spirit Beast ignored the words of the Wind Soul, disappeared again, and appeared in the pet space.

"..."

Fenghun is really about to cry now, even it refuses to help him, is it really going to return in vain?

"Hee hee! The father of the wind spirit beast is the fairy beast here! The reason why it refuses to come out is because it doesn't want to leave you!"

Just when Fenghun was wondering, suddenly Xin'er's voice sounded, making Fenghun stunned.

After hearing this sentence, Feng Hun didn't know what to say, and suddenly remembered that the pet egg given to him by the man in black had written on it that it was from the Valley of the Wind, if the little villain's father wanted to keep the little villain Yes, I will definitely not agree, after all it has been with me for so long and has developed some feelings, how could I be willing to let it go.

After making up his mind, Fenghun released the little villain from the pet space again, and said to the latter: "Don't be afraid... No matter what, I will not let you leave me!"

"Chirp chirp... chirp chirp chirp!"

Seeing what Feng Hun said, the little villain was overjoyed, muttered twice, and flew towards the seven-color grass.

After a while, the little villain flew towards Fenghun, and his bulky body was holding up a seven-color grass that was bigger than his body, which seemed a little difficult.

After getting the seven-color grass, Fenghun turned around without saying a word, and walked in the direction he came from.

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"Young man...you are back!"

Seeing Fenghun coming back, the old woman looked at the seven-leaf clover in Fenghun's hand, and said in surprise.

"Look...it seems that my son...is...saved! Young man...thank you!"

Seeing Fenghun approaching, the old woman said tremblingly.

It can be found that the old woman is very weak at this time, her voice is also very small, her lips are white, and her face is bloodless.

"You can use this horse chestnut for yourself! I can't just watch you die..."

Fenghun threw the seven-leaf clover into the old man's hand and said softly.

"You...you are not an old woman, who are you?"

Seeing that the old woman suddenly picked up the seven-color grass, Feng Hun slanted the corner of his mouth and revealed a wicked smile. Feng Hun quickly called out the star chasing sword, took two steps back, and looked at the latter with a wary face.

(End of this chapter)