Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng smiled and said: "I heard that the Black Rock Mountains are rich in a kind of seven-flowered grass. If you can help me find a seven-flowered grass, I will let Ran Changling go."

"Seven-flowered grass, right? Tell me the characteristics of seven-flowered grass."

Chen Feng threw over a piece of paper with a pattern of seven-flowered grass drawn on it.

After Ran Yuxue glanced at it, she nodded slightly: "I'll note it down."

As she said that, she turned around, covered a distance of several feet with one step, entered the dense forest, and disappeared.

Although she disappeared, Chen Feng did not dare to neglect her at all. With Ran Yuxue's strength, it couldn't be easier to conceal her aura in front of her.

He kept on guard, and after a while, he asked in a low voice: "Ziyue, is the old witch gone?"

Ying Ziyue also lowered her voice: "I can't feel his breath anymore, he must be gone."

After hearing Ying Ziyue's answer, Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, his body softened, and he sat down on the ground.

Although he only had a few words with Ran Yuxue just now, he felt as tired as if he had played several arena matches, almost all his energy was exhausted.

There was no way, Ran Yuxue was too strong and the pressure on him was too great.

Chen Feng had always been against Ran Yuxue before, and thought he was nothing great, but now he discovered that it was because there were people around Ran Yuxue who suppressed him before, and he could not fully display his strength. But when he faced it alone, he realized that she was so terrifying. .

Ying Ziyue also whispered beside her: "Chen Feng, that old witch is too powerful. You are definitely no match for her. How about we leave quickly and don't stay here anymore."

Chen Feng shook his head: "No, I have to stay here."

"Don't worry, she cares about Ran Changling very much. With Ran Changling in our hands, there is no way she will do anything strange."

Even when Chen Feng was sitting on the ground resting, his hands were holding Ran Changling's neck. As long as there was the slightest movement, he could easily surge out Gang Qi and shatter Ran Changling's head into pieces.

In order to prevent Ran Changling from hearing their chat, Chen Feng had knocked Ran Changling unconscious just now after Ran Yuxue left.

As the night begins to rise, the surrounding fields are quiet, except for the gentle surging of the lake water, which makes bursts of sound. A bonfire was raised on the shore, and Chen Feng sat by the fire with a quiet expression.

In his hand he held an iron stick with several large pieces of meat on it, which was being stirred by the flames. At this time, the surface of the meat has shown a slight yellow color, and there is fat seeping out from the inside, which looks very attractive.

He held the unconscious Ran Changling's neck with his left hand. In front of him, with the Ziyue knife across his knees, Ying Ziyue's playful voice came out: "Wow, this meat is so delicious. It's a pity that I can't eat it. I I haven’t eaten meat for many years…”

Afterwards, his voice gradually became lower and lower, obviously a little sad.

Chen Feng comforted him: "Ziyue, don't be sad. I believe there must be a way for you to return to that body."

"As you said, your mother and your lord are all such powerful people. They must have a way."

Chen Feng coaxed her for a while, and Ying Ziyue burst into tears and smiled, saying: "Those things are too far away, now you should quickly find me some medicine that can condense the soul, so that I can temporarily condense the spirit body."

"good."

Chen Feng nodded solemnly: "Ziyue, tell me what are the medicines that can heal the soul. I will try my best to find them for you so that you can create a spiritual body as soon as possible."

Ying Ziyue was delighted and was about to speak when her voice suddenly changed: "Chen Feng, that old witch is back."

Chen Feng nodded, quickly grabbed Ran Changling and put it on his knees, put the long knife on his neck with his right hand, and pressed his head with his left hand.

Ran Yuxue suddenly appeared not far ahead. He looked at Chen Feng and said with a slight sneer: "Okay, you don't have to be so close to the enemy, I will do what I promised you."

Chen Feng was not angry and said with a faint smile: "Be prepared, why? Master Ran is back so soon. Has he found the Seven Flower Grass?"

"See if it's this one?" Ran Yuxue threw a jade box in front of Chen Feng.

The jade box opened automatically, containing a small grass about the size of a palm.

This small grass is crystal clear, like a jade carving, and the most peculiar thing is that on the rhizome of the grass, there are seven small flowers with different colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, all like jade carvings. Under the flowing moonlight. Colorful, extremely beautiful.

It's the seven-flowered grass.

Chen Feng's face was full of surprise: "Uncle Ran, you are really amazing. You found the Seven Flower Grass in just half a day."

Ran Yuxue said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, Qihuacao has also found it for you. Let my nephew go quickly."

"No rush, no rush." ​​Chen Feng smiled.

"What?" Ran Yuxue's face instantly became extremely ugly: "You don't mean what you say, do you?"

She almost said this through gritted teeth, obviously hating Chen Feng to the extreme.