Chapter 172 Dangerous Night (4)

"Owner!"

Seeing this situation, Xiao Wu couldn't help being anxious.

"Is there a way to crack it?!"

Although Liao Qingcheng was looking at Ouyang Alchemist and asking, but from the corner of his eye, he kept paying attention to the situation on the beach. If they lost, he would rush out immediately!

"No."

Ouyang Alchemist said quickly.

He only saw it once when he was a child, and he didn't even know what the ingredients of the medicine were.

How can there be a solution?

"you and……"

Liao Qingcheng glanced at Jun Mo.

"You and him stay here to protect Xiao Li'er, and the rest will follow me to help!"

Apothecary Ouyang and Jun Mo were left to protect Jun Moli, who was unarmed, while the rest, including Liao Qingcheng, rushed to the beach and extended a helping hand to the three of them.

"Master?" The three of them were very excited to see Liao Qingcheng personally attacking.

The master is here to rescue them!

However, relying on them alone is not enough!

There are too many mutated villagers, and their numbers are too far apart, so they can barely avoid being killed, but it's not an option to keep procrastinating like this.

"ah one one"

Jun Mo, who was standing behind Jun Moli, shot suddenly and knocked the lid of a large vat away in the yard.

From inside came the scream of a child.

"Don't hit, don't hit, it's my prince!"

It turned out that it was Shichen, the Fourth Emperor's palace who had been following them all this time, and somehow hid in this big vat.

Just now he had been carefully holding the wooden cover, peeking inside to see what was going on outside, because his feet were numb for too long, and the cover made a sound when he squatted down.

So Jun Mo felt it!
Jun Moli stepped forward and patted his brother's hand comfortingly.

"Why are you here?"

Jun Moli came to the tank and looked at Gong Shichen who was squatting inside.

It turned out that he was not the only one in the tank, but two other people!
One was Li Qingzhu who had always regarded Liao Qingcheng as a benefactor, and she didn't know the other one.

It was a thin girl with two pigtails, looking at her in horror with those big watery eyes.

"Don't be afraid, Afu, she won't hurt you."

Li Qingzhu felt the little girl beside him trembling gently, and touched her head soothingly.

It didn't take long for the little girl's mood to gradually stabilize.

She kept looking up at Jun Moli with those big eyes, seeing that she really had no intention of hurting herself, so she opened her mouth cautiously.

"They're afraid of fire," she said.

Only four words, and after finishing speaking, she snuggled into Li Qingzhu's arms.

"Are you afraid of fire?"

Although there were only these four words, Jun Moli understood the meaning of her words.

She meant that those werewolves were afraid of fire!

This is easy to handle, isn't there a ready-made one here?

Jun Moli looked at Ouyang Alchemist with scorching eyes, and was so frightened that a gust of wind seemed to blow through his back.

"You...what do you want to..."

Because Ouyang Alchemist didn't come over, and the little girl's voice was very quiet because of fear, so he didn't hear it.

It was just that he suddenly saw Jun Moli staring at him.

How come there is a feeling of being counted?
"I remember, you are an eighth-level pharmacist?" Jun Moli asked.

If she didn't remember wrongly, of course how could she remember wrongly?

"The eighth-level pharmacist level, so you must be the eighth-level fire system and the eighth-level water system spiritual practitioner." Jun Moli calculated.

(End of this chapter)

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