The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 725 Now, Should I Go To Dabai?
Cangli looked at the soul-returning grass in her hand, heaved a sigh of relief and couldn't help reminding her, "Mother, that's great, we finally caught the soul-returning grass! Now, should we go to Dabai?" gone?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dahei, who was coiled under the pine tree not far away, immediately spat out a bright red letter, making a hissing sound, as if responding to his words.

Feng Qingcheng glanced in the direction of Dahei, nodded and said, "Okay, let's put away the returning soul grass first, and now we will find a way to find it at the bottom of the valley under the cliff. Dabai is so smart, when it falls, maybe Wrapping your tail around the rocks on the edge of the cliff, etc., there is always a possibility of being alive."

Murphy raised his arm and responded loudly, "Okay! Let's go!"

Although she was very afraid of big boa constrictors before, but Dabai is a good snake, not only leading them the way, but also hunting hares for them to eat, such a good snake has fallen off the cliff now, they can't just ignore it!
Nan Linghan glanced at the Soul-Returning Grass in Feng Qingcheng's hand, and said, "The Soul-Returning Grass is something we have gone through all kinds of hardships to get it with great difficulty. Let me keep it."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand in the direction of Feng Qingcheng.

However, before his hand touched the Soul Returning Grass, the other hand was already faster than him, taking the grass from Feng Qingcheng's hand.

It's Cang Yanli.

After he got the Soul Returning Grass in his hand, he called out to the people behind him, "Cang Jin!"

"Yes!"

Cang Jin understood, strode over, and carefully took the Soul Returning Grass from his hand.

Then, he took an agarwood box from his baggage, and put the soul-returning grass in it.

Just as he was closing the lid of the agarwood box to put it in his bag, suddenly an invisible force hit him, Cang Jin felt his hand was empty, and the agarwood box flew up out of thin air.

"Sure enough!"

Feng Qingcheng's eyes darkened, and the next moment her toes touched the stone beside her feet, she jumped up, flew into the air, and stretched out her hand to grab the agarwood.

Just when her hand was about to grab the wooden box, the wooden box flew up again, even higher than before.

A look of coldness flashed across Feng Qingcheng's eyes, his hands quickly formed seals, and silently recited the witch spell.

She put her index finger and middle finger together, pointed in the direction of the wooden box, and shouted, "Back!"

The wooden box seemed to have received an order, and moved towards her, but after only moving a distance of more than ten centimeters, the wooden box stopped suddenly, and then moved in the opposite direction to her.

Everyone standing on the edge of the cliff raised their heads slightly, watching the wooden box being pulled by two invisible forces in mid-air, moving to this side for a while, and moving to that side for a while, it was very hard to watch.

Cang Jin felt that the wooden box was robbed from him, and it was his responsibility to take it back.

So, he glanced at Feng Qingcheng, and said loudly, "Princess, I'm here to help you."

After saying this, he jumped up and flew straight towards the wooden box.

"do not come!"

Feng Qingcheng wanted to stop it, but unfortunately it was too late.

Cang Jin's hand had already grasped the wooden box, he was overjoyed, and was about to take the wooden box over, but suddenly there was a demonic purple light on the wooden box.

When Cang Jin was hit by Ziguang, he felt a pain in his chest, and he flew out heavily.

'Boom! '

With a muffled sound, he fell to the ground, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

"Uncle Cang! Are you okay?" Cang Li was the closest to him, and rushed to check on him.

Cang Jin raised his hand to wipe off the blood foam from the corner of his mouth, shook his head, "I'm fine."

　One more!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)