"It looks like someone chose to rescue!"
Meng Jing murmured to himself as he looked at the group of red fireworks blooming from the sky.
According to what the Alchemist Alliance Association says, whenever you encounter danger, you can release rescue fireworks immediately.
The Alliance Association will come to rescue as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, just after reaching the fourth level, someone had already released rescue fireworks.
But the next second, there was another whooshing sound, and not far away, another group of fiery red fireworks bloomed in the sky.
"Another one?"
Meng Jing was a little startled.
If he just said one thing, he could understand that something terrible might have happened to the other party.
However, now, the release of two consecutive rescue fireworks is enough to explain one thing.
It's possible that something terrible happened to them.
As for what it is, Meng Jing doesn't know.
But as the former fireworks were released, Meng Jing saw a huge figure suddenly appear in the sky in the distance.
"I didn't expect that this time, even the flying mounts would come in handy!"
Meng Jing was a little surprised.
If you use a flying mount, you will at least consume a lot of spiritual energy and resources.
Is it cost-effective to hold such a medicine refining competition at such a high cost?
However, it is worth noting that the latter's fireworks did not lead to rescue as quickly as the former.
It seems that there is only one flying mount that can be used by the Alliance Association.
"Old guy, it looks like you owe me another favor!"
Meng Jing smiled helplessly, swept his body, and ran towards the place where the latter's fireworks were blooming.
In just a moment, Meng Jing arrived at the place where the fireworks bloomed.
There, there were several figures of Warcraft, and on the other side, there was an old man who fell to the ground with a tragic look on his face.
The figures of the monsters looked at the old man lying on the ground with disdain.
"Haha, you old guy actually dares to trespass into our Warcraft territory by yourself. You are really not afraid of death!"
"Old guy, who gave you the courage? We haven't come to trouble you humans yet, but you, an old guy, have come to our door."
The old man with a sad face and serious injuries sneered, with no fear on his face.
But just as he closed his eyes, he was ready to die.
The next moment, he saw a burst of sharp sword light flashing in front of his eyes.
Countless sword lights were flying directly on the monsters not far in front of him.
Those monsters all fell into a pool of blood before they even had time to scream.
The old man's eyes were widened, and he was a little surprised when he saw this scene.
He, a small spirit master at the peak of his realm, would find it difficult to fight against those few magical beasts, but the other party wiped them out so easily?
This... what is the background of the other party!
It's so powerful!
While feeling shocked, a voice sounded from behind.
"Old sir, we meet again!"
Meng Jing smiled, walked up to the old man, and pulled him up.
The other party was also stunned, and soon he realized who the young man in front of him was.
"Thank you very much, you young man!"
The old man clasped his fists in thanks.
Meng Jing also cupped his fists and returned the greeting. The old man in front of him was the same old man who saw the same medicinal plant in the third wave circle before.
What he didn't expect was that he actually met the other party here.
The old man glanced at the corpses of the dead monsters on the ground and smiled helplessly.
"Little guy, your strength is really not simple!"
"I am over-flattered!"
The old man patted Meng Jing's arm, then waved his hand, took out a lot of medicinal materials from the space ring, and handed it over.
Then, he pushed it and handed it to Meng Jing.
"Old sir, what do you mean?"
Looking at the old man holding a lot of medicinal materials in his hand, Meng Jing also asked aloud.
At the same time, I couldn't help but admire the old gentleman's collection speed. He managed to gather so many medicinal materials in such a short period of time.
Moreover, although most of these medicinal materials are third-grade medicinal materials.
However, judging from the medicinal materials given by the other party, at least one can be refined that is close to the peak of the third grade and close to the fourth grade level.
The old man had a wry smile on his face, "Hey, young man, you must have seen it just now!"
"I have already released the rescue fireworks, so I have lost the chance to continue participating in the competition."
"So, I just want to give these medicinal materials to you."
"Although these medicinal materials are a bit low-level, I am telling you that the deeper you go, the more difficult it becomes."
"If you don't want to encounter any danger, it is enough to refine such a third-grade elixir."
As he spoke, a huge black shadow descended on Meng Jing and the old man's head.
Meng Jing looked up and saw that the flying mount that had just rushed to the rescue in the distance had already arrived above them.
Immediately afterwards, a figure fell from the flying mount.
When the figure fell down, he clasped his fists and apologized to the old man.
"Brother, I'm so sorry."
"I just rushed to support that side..."
The figure said these words, took out a pill from the ring, and quickly handed it to the old man.
The old man hummed, took the elixir handed over from the figure, swallowed it, showed a bit of a wry smile, and looked at the other person.
"President, you old guy!"
"If I were one step later, I would be eaten by those guys!"
"You asked me to come over and give you a chance, but you didn't say there was such a dangerous thing!"
A somewhat embarrassed smile appeared on Furukawayama's face, and he nodded sheepishly.
"Yes, yes, thanks to you, the pressure on my side can be relieved a lot."
The old man snorted and gave up a position.
"If it weren't for this young man, my life would be over!"
"You old guy, when you get back, you have to thank me properly on my behalf."
After finishing these words, Meng Jing's voice sounded immediately.
"Old sir!"
Meng Jing smiled and looked at the figure of another old man.
He never thought that the old man who got off the flying mount was actually Gu Heshan.
Furukawayama also had a rather surprised expression on his face, "How come it's you little guy!"
The old man was also stunned, "How come you don't know each other?"
Furukawa smiled and patted the old man's shoulder and pulled him to him, "This little guy is the one I told you about..."
