shock!After the abandoned concubine cheated on God of War, she just wanted to farm

Chapter 9 What is the herb?

Under the big tree, Han Jinyan silently watched the two masters and servants in the training ground.

This time back to the barracks, Chen Xiaowei from the Equipment Battalion reported that more than 100 swords had been inexplicably lost in the warehouse.

The big warehouse also reported that it lost several carts of jerky, rice, seasonings, etc...

Even the Huzhu courtyard where they lived, several rooms were ransacked, not even a single chair was left.

The entire military camp was vigilant and thoroughly investigated, but no clues could be found.

But he just decided that the only abnormality was the wind grass.

That is wrongful kidnapping, why did she steal supplies?How to transport the effort of a few days?
…………

Another two days later, dawn broke and the sky was full of red clouds.

Feng Ranhua at the gate of the courtyard narrowed his eyes slightly, and stood with his hands behind his back, looking towards the deep mountains and jungles. It was time to gather the medicine and prepare to leave.

"Miss, there are poisonous snakes and ferocious animals in the deep mountains, it's too dangerous." Qing Ling said worriedly, "Why don't I ask Brother Gu to send someone to look for it in other medical centers."

"The mist-beard grass can be refined to make a potion that conceals the skin color. Back then, Aunt He saved an old man. She accidentally learned of the folk prescription, and the general medical center understands it." Feng Ranhua shook his head and said.

After returning to the house, she changed into a good outfit, tied up her ponytail, and rode a black horse into the deep mountains and jungles.

Qingling climbed up to the observation deck, feeling uneasy. In the past, the dumb uncle went to the mountains to find medicine, and every time he came back, he was injured.

Inside a newly built blue brick house.

"My lord, Miss Feng has gone to the back mountain." Mo Yin reported.

Snapped!Han Jinyan threw down the paper, picked up a sword, and leaped into the mountain.

Uncle Dumb said that Misty Beard Grass grows in cold wetlands.

The wind-dyed painting stops and starts, bends down from time to time, picks up a handful of soil, rubs it, and observes the humidity.

Han Jinyan followed far behind calmly, and the vigorous girl in front of her shuttled through the jungle at an extremely fast speed.

In the deep forest, the howling of wolves and leopards continued, and the dangerous atmosphere permeated everywhere. She was like a fish in water, always able to avoid all kinds of wild animals living in groups.

When encountering a lone poisonous insect and ferocious beast, without blinking her eyes, she drew out her sharp long sword and under the glaring sun, it was ferocious and sharp, causing an afterimage to split the beast's body in two.

He had other things to do when he returned to the barracks this time, and he specially sent someone to investigate the origin of the wind grass.

After a thorough investigation, there is no family with the surname Feng in Wuzhou and Yizhou.

No one knows the origin of the girls who accompanied them.

An iconic big black face, logically it is extremely easy to detect.

The shadow guards in Wuzhou sent back news, but they did not find out that the big family had an outstanding black-faced girl.

She is keen on political affairs, well-informed, superb in martial arts, and has a natural aura of arrogance, which would be the boudoir girl of ordinary people.

An hour later, Fengranhua came to the bottom of a cliff following the dampness of the mud, and looked up and around.

"Sure enough!"

Her eyes lit up, and on the cliff, there was a bunch of mist-whisker grass, about two fingers wide, with slender, translucent green leaves.

Without thinking, she jumped into the swamp, walked a few steps, stopped her feet vigilantly, arched her body, and looked around.

This place is weird.

You can hear needles falling in the air, and you can't hear the sound of birds and insects around.

hiss……

A hissing sound came from the green grass in the swamp, and within a breath, a giant python as thick as a bucket emerged. It was black all over, covered with cloud-like markings, and had a thick chloasma spot on its back.

fear!
In an instant, Feng Ranhua's face was pale, and his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't move.

The big wind demon who fears neither the sky nor the earth, she is only afraid of giant snakes in this life! ! !
Han Jinyan on the tree soon realized that something was wrong with Fengran's painting, and his eyes were puzzled.

Half a quarter of an hour ago, she met a lone wolf. She raised her sword and fell like a ghost, tearing the wolf's body into pieces.

The killing spirit permeated his body, proudly to the bone.

Now, crumbling, why is it so weak all of a sudden?

The boa constrictor in the swamp is twisting its snake body and moving forward, staring at the deep and terrifying black eyeballs, despising the wind-dyed painting.

The python is getting closer.

Fengranhua understands that this is a violation of its territory and natural hostility.

She bit the tip of her tongue with her teeth, and there was a taste of iron embroidery in her mouth. Her fingers fluttered, and a ball of fire formed in her palm, and she threw it at the giant python.

fire!
Han Jinyan was surprised!
A ball of flame came quickly, and the giant python turned its giant eyes in disdain.

Unexpectedly, the flame penetrated the snake's body and scorched a piece of snake skin, and the air was filled with the smell of meat.

The giant python was angry, twisting wildly and ferociously, and approached Fengranhua with a bloody mouth.

It's too late, it's too soon.

A burst of sword energy pierced the wind, the giant python took a blow on its head, and its flesh and blood flew. It quickly twisted its body and retreated a few steps.

Then erected the snake's head, spit out the snake's core, and let out a roar.

It's Han Jinyan.

Feng Ranhua breathed a sigh of relief, and in an instant his whole body was filled with a fighting spirit ready to go, "You entangle it!"

Looking in the direction of the mistbeard grass, she raised her strength, put her toes on her toes, climbed to the cliff, and picked off a few mistbeard grasses.

The giant boa constrictor frantically shook its tail, and with its big mouth it called towards Feng Ranhua.

Gale had a foul smell, Feng Ranhua jumped straight to the bottom of the cliff on the right without hesitation.

No one touched the ground.

... Halfway, hanging on the tree fork, Feng Ranhua was annoyed, this broken body was not half as strong as when she was in her prime.

She couldn't breathe, but she suddenly felt that her waist was locked, and then the world spun, and she landed safely on the grass.

As soon as she landed on the ground, Feng Ranhua pushed Han Jinyan away. She was really weak, and she didn't realize that this scumbag was following her all the way. She hummed twice and glanced at him:
"You followed me all the way? Do you like watching theater?"

He squinted his fox eyes slightly, with a haughty and furious expression.

The meaning in Han Jinyan's eyes was unclear, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Otherwise, how would we know that you have such extraordinary abilities."

This refers to her fire ability, she rolled her eyes, she shook her toes pretending to be stupid, and her tattered clothes slipped to both sides.

Without knowing it, a whole white and glistening right leg was exposed, fluttering in the wind.

Suddenly, a figure encircled her in his arms, with a coat behind her covering her body, frowning and about to curse.

Uh, following the weird gaze down below, a pair of long, smooth, snow-white legs are shaking.

Feng Ranhua rubbed the tip of her nose, feeling a little embarrassed as a lonely man and a widow.

"thank you."

"It's cold, don't catch a cold."

His voice was already a little hoarse, but at this time he deliberately lowered his voice, his voice was sizzling, almost reaching the apex of his heart.

Feng Ranhua was in a trance, didn't notice for a while, sprained his foot, and the two of them couldn't touch each other to avoid collision. Their faces were already very close, and their lips brushed lightly, only to separate in an instant.

The next moment, the two automatically distanced themselves.

On the way back, the atmosphere was delicate.

Feng Ranhua has been distracted, always knocked to the ground by the inexplicable tree fork, and stably sprung to Han Jinyan who is beside him in mid-air.

or hug.

or knead.

or support
Various postures.

She looked embarrassed, and muttered: "Is this old lady suffering from early dementia?"

Han Jinyan in front of her moved her ear tips, and her thin lips curled up slightly, expressing a deep meaning.

He kept it calm and calm, the instigator - the feet under the robe.

Thinking of her leaving the day after tomorrow, Han Jinyan's eyes calmed down a little bit, many doubts have not been found out, who is she?Why do they seem similar?

(End of this chapter)