Rebirth of the sickly loli with special hobbies

Song Yiche stared at her, her hands full of brains and blood, holding a monkey brain and standing there quietly. But she just looked up in a certain direction, sneered, and threw the monkey brain to the ground with a "pop" sound.

surface.

The monkey's brain, with its brain matter bursting out, rolled around beside the dead little yellow monkey, with bright red and brown colors entangled, leaving a trail of erosion.

Just as Song Yiche opened his mouth, a sharp scream sounded in the sky.

"Roar!" The echo lingered in the narrow valley.

When the group of yellow monkeys heard the scream, they reacted quickly and retreated while howling. After a few "dengdengdeng" sounds, they climbed up the rock walls on both sides and gradually disappeared into the morning mist.

The speed was quite fast, leaving the group of people looking at each other in bewilderment.

Amid the corpses of humans and animals on the ground, an unusually loud female voice suddenly rang out: "Why didn't those yellow apes attack you just now!" A petite and lovely woman in green clothes walked out of the Liandao League team, looking at Song Yiche and others with anger on her face.

"What's going on?" an old man walked out from behind her, frowned and asked the shouting woman.

"Sir, I saw it! Those yellow monkeys didn't attack them at all!" The woman stared at Song Yiche unwillingly, demanding that Ye Cheng give an explanation.

The old man looked at Song Zhi, the third in command of Yecheng, but Song Zhi looked at Song Yiche.

Seeing that everyone was looking at them with gloomy faces, it was obvious that many people had noticed their situation. Song Yiche said calmly: "I don't know why they didn't attack us."

"Oh, do you think we are fools? You say you don't know, so you really don't know? When the monkeys attacked, you were the only one who suffered the least casualties. Most of those lying on the ground are our people. I can't help but wonder if this is Yecheng's conspiracy!" The woman was aggressive and hostile.

The topic has escalated to a power struggle, and everyone can't help but push the question in this direction. If other forces are weakened, Yecheng will have more people and more power, and it will be possible for them to take all the spiritual plants.

The more they thought about it, the more it made sense to them, and they all looked at them with caution and suspicion.

When Song Yiche and the others heard this, their eyes immediately darkened. At this time, Song Zhi looked at Song Yiche and asked unhappily: "Che'er, what did you do?" The people from Yecheng also looked at their second young master in disapproval.

Song Yiche felt even more depressed.

He waved his hand to signal them not to move, then walked out and stood in front, gently flicking the yellow flower in his hand. Before he could say anything, the old man from the Refining Dao League blurted out, "Young man from Yecheng, show me the flower in your hand!"

Song Yiche curled his lips calmly, then handed the flower over and asked in confusion: "Master Yao, is there anything wrong with this flower?"

Yao Lao stroked his beard, frowned and fiddled with the ordinary little flowers.

The people around him waited obediently for Yao Lao to speak, standing in place respectfully. Everyone had to give some respect to the master of alchemy. People with power dared not offend him, let alone those without power, so of course they had to be careful to treat him well.

I saw Yao Lao frowning again and again, repeatedly observing and fiddling with the flowers, and it took a long time before he finally relaxed his brows. It took a long time to finally relax 7 weeks

"Master, how is it?" A tall and graceful woman behind the old man looked at him with concern.

Yao Lao held the yellow flower in his hand and sighed: "It should be correct." Then he looked at Song Yiche with a relieved expression and said: "Young man from Yecheng, where did you get this flower?"

Song Yiche thought to himself, Sure enough, it seems that Ye Youran is also a pharmacist, but I don't know what level she is. Seeing that she can identify spiritual plants so easily, is it possible that...

Although the purple-clothed young man thought so in his heart, he replied: "I just passed by a field of flowers and grass, and I picked a few flowers to play with because they looked pretty. Yao Lao, is there anything wrong with these flowers? Is it related to my not being attacked?"

"You are lucky, boy Yecheng. You can easily pick the Quman flower." Yao Lao chuckled, and it was unknown whether he was really sighing at his luck or suspecting that he was lying. He couldn't let go of the gently shaking yellow flower and continued: "This flower is called the Quman flower. It emits a unique scent that can disperse the surrounding monsters. Of course, humans can't smell this smell. Only animals with a keen sense of smell will stay away from it. That's why the group of yellow monkeys deliberately ignored you, because in their eyes you smell bad, haha." The old man laughed humorously, and the people around him laughed along.

"Master, could you let me have a look at it? I have never seen the Qumanhua before." The beautiful woman chuckled and asked for the Qumanhua to study it carefully.

Seeing this, Song Yiche said, "If Yao Lao likes it, I will give it to you as a small toy to make you happy. If Yao Lao had not been knowledgeable and came forward to help, I would have been accused of conspiracy. The Qu Manhua is not of much use to me. In Yao Lao's hands, it will surely play a greater role."

These words were spoken earnestly with a hint of gratitude,

He smiled and nodded, praising the boy.

The old man sighed in his heart, if Ye Cheng was not born weak, he would surely be a genius of his generation. This appearance and demeanor can match Qin Er, but it's a pity...

Yao Lao glanced at the woman who was fiddling with the Quman flower beside him. If they could find the Qinxue Magic Herb and cure the boy from Yecheng's stubborn illness, these two people might really have a chance.

"Haha, Qin'er, the boy from Yecheng gave you this flower." The old man stroked his beard and tapped the woman's forehead lightly.

The woman blushed, two blushes appeared on her cheeks, she lowered her head embarrassedly, and said softly: "Thank you, Mr. Song." Her shy look made the men present swallow their saliva and sigh at the beauty of the woman.

Song Yiche chuckled: "Miss Fang, you're welcome." But he cursed in his heart. Anyone could see what Yao Lao meant. Although he felt a little aggrieved, he couldn't say anything. He could only nod politely and continue.

Everyone looked envious. Did Yao Lao have his eyes on Yecheng's second young master? Yes, the second young master was young, talented, handsome, and managed Yecheng in an orderly manner. It was said that the heir to Yecheng had already been decided to be the second young master. Although he was weak and sickly, with Yao Lao around, he would be able to recover sooner or later. So, he would definitely be a big shot in the future.

Fang Qin'er, Yao Lao's beloved disciple, is also a beauty of her generation, and has a high talent for refining medicine, otherwise Yao Lao wouldn't have loved her so much and kept her by his side. The two of them look really good together!

Everyone was so envious and sighed.

But Song Yiche looked at the woman in green clothes who had suspected him before with a sullen face, and said coldly: "Conspiracy? Miss, I have to doubt whether your provocation has any intention."

Everyone's attention was immediately focused on the petite and lovely woman.

This woman must also be from the Liandao League.