The sudden good news made the atmosphere in the entire garrison relaxed.
Yang Zhao felt that his scalp was itchy and painful, but he did not dare to burn the top of his head, so he could only burn the grass off his face over and over again.
Seeing her actions, the others followed suit and also called small fireballs to roast their exposed skin.
Yang Zhao originally wanted to go back to his room and use a fireball to give his whole body a fire bath, but Zong Yan stopped him.
"We don't know how this seed spreads. The wider the scope of your activities, the wider the scope of this seed contamination. Let's sit here and wait for a while!"
There was no way for them, a group of four big straw men, to sit in a corner aggrievedly, waiting for the support of the Golden Core monks.
Speaking of which, it was mine point No. 3, which was too far away from the garrison point. They had all pushed back the golden elixir stage of the Sujin clan, but the golden elixir stage of garrison point No. 3 had not yet arrived.
However, this is also the normal state of most conflicts. The intense conflicts last for a short time every day, and it is rare for the same groups of enemies and ourselves to fight for several days and nights.
The itching all over his body, coupled with the strange green grass, and his irritable mood kept provoking Yang Zhao's newly relaxed nerves.
Lin Sushang and others also looked unhappy.
The Xiaodou people who were chanting the "Pure Heart Mantra" near the underground formation control point also came to the hall after receiving the news.
When they saw the four big straw men just now, they had no reaction.
When one of them was burned by the fire and revealed a face without eyebrows, all the little beans were shocked.
"That's a human! I thought it was the green plant ornament they brought back!"
"That's Yang Zhao?! Comrade Yang, why are you like this?"
Yang Zhao wiped the black ash from her face, and the violent emotions had swept through her entire brain.
"We are following other people's advice. Someone will come to save us later."
"You guys stay away, I can't control my temper right now."
Upon hearing his words, the other Xiaodou people also retreated and gathered around to whisper.
"She's in so much pain! Can plants parasitize the human body?"
"I only know about bacteria, fungi, viruses and parasites. Maybe my knowledge is flawed. Maybe this is the world of cultivation!"
Looking at it, some people noticed the difference between these people.
"Then why don't their eyes grow grass?"
"Maybe it's because the eyeballs are independent of other systems in the body? That's what biology teaches me anyway, but I don't know about cultivation."
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhao was also a little puzzled, because her eyelids had green grass buds growing on them, and there was really nothing on her eyeballs.
But as soon as this thought came to her mind, she threw it away, because she was too irritable now, and her normal curiosity had been suppressed.
Lin Sheng saw the situation of Yang Zhao and the four of them. He took out the formation disk from his arms, swiped twice on the keyboard with one hand, and rose from the ground. A milky white light curtain separated the four of them. Come.
Looking at the square milky white cover that covered him, Yang Zhao frequently frowned in annoyance, feeling the urge to overturn the thing.
Fortunately, she still had some sense in her heart and suppressed her impulse.
Because they were in a depressed mood, Yang Zhao and the four of them didn't even bother to take care of the grass buds on their bodies, allowing them to sprout and grow rapidly on their bodies.
In the blink of an eye, these uninhibited grasses sprouted buds.
Lin Sheng once tried to help them clean up, but he didn't expect that as soon as he used the fireball technique, he irritated Yang Zhao and the four of them.
Even Lin Sushang, who has always been calm, took out a big hammer.
No way, Lin Sheng
Yang Zhao had never felt that it took such a long time to drink a cup of tea.
Time does not change its flow speed due to human power. When Yang Zhao stood up and stood still, the golden elixir stage monk finally arrived.
The person who came was a middle-aged man, wearing a layer of armor, and his face looked calm and reliable.
Lin Sheng finished comparing the military tokens with the other party before letting the man in.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw four big straw men covered in hoods.
"Hey, is it so serious? I have to come a little later, and it will be over for these people as soon as these little weeds come to fruition."
The man didn't waste any time, took out a handful of powdered medicine from his arms and threw it into the air.
The flowering grass on Yang Zhao's body quickly turned yellow and wilted when it came into contact with the medicinal powder, and then fell off her body.
While she was marveling at the magic of this medicinal powder, the middle-aged man took out four more pills and handed them over.
"Take this medicine quickly and sit down to do your Qigong exercises after eating it, otherwise you will still get this thing on your body."
Yang Zhao hesitated for a moment, then put the medicine into his mouth and swallowed it.
After swallowing the medicine, Yang Zhao activated the Sanqing Zhengyang Meridian. Not long after, she felt severe pain all over her body. The heartbreaking pain spread from her skin to her joints.
It seemed as if her flesh and bones were being ripped away from her body.
Fortunately, Yang Zhao was used to pain, so this small pain did not make her lose her composure.
But others suffered a little. Afterwards, according to the gossip that Xiaodou and her people told her, even Lin Sushang was in pain and burst into tears, let alone others.
When the pain in his body slowly subsided, Yang Zhao suddenly felt his body weakening, and the originally abundant spiritual energy in his body suddenly became a vacuum.
The wounds on the body also started to hurt, especially the pain in the chest.
Yang Zhao then opened his eyes after running the Sanqing Zhengyang Sutra for a full cycle to restore some spiritual power.
When Yang Zhao woke up, the middle-aged man at the golden elixir stage who was guarding them was very happy.
"The little girl is pretty good, she is very tolerant."
At this time, the formation isolation around her had been removed. Yang Zhao stood up, cupped his fists and saluted, solemnly thanking her.
"Thank you, senior, for your life-saving grace."
The man waved his hand nonchalantly and asked her to sit down.
"It's nothing. On the battlefield, it's my duty to save you, but your little girl's soul must be very powerful. The three of them haven't recovered yet."
When Yang Zhao saw that the three of them were still doing their exercises, she pretended to smile shyly.
"It's possible. Now that I'm disheveled, please allow me to say goodbye and go back to the house to tidy up."
That person didn't stay with her either. As soon as Yang Zhao left, he continued to sit where he was, chatting with the circle of Xiaodou people around him, and continued to guard the remaining three people, Zong Yan.
When Yang Zhao returned to the house, he performed a cleansing technique on his whole body, as if stuffing a bowl of healing elixir in his mouth. He also took out the sunfish secretions and applied it on the injured area, then simply combed his hair and put on Come out with new clothes.
The middle-aged man almost burst out laughing when he saw Yang Zhao coming over.
Yang Zhao was a little confused, and the little bean man next to him pointed at the eyebrows on his face.
She subconsciously reached out and touched it, and then suddenly realized.
Just before the middle-aged man came, when she was still mentally stable, she once attracted a fireball to burn the tender grass buds on her face.
Her eyebrows were not made of reinforced concrete, so they were naturally burned away by the fireball technique.
In fact, the real situation is a bit worse than Yang Zhao thought. Not only is his eyebrows gone, but his eyelashes and part of the hair on his forehead have also been burned off.
Now her face and body were covered with blood spots left by the sprouting grass. This situation made Yang Zhao blush.
"Make senior laugh."
"It's not your fault, it's just that I don't look like an older person."
(End of chapter)
