Chapter 951

Putting his arm around Qing Mei's shoulder, Chen Ang said softly, "Don't worry, I will protect her. Her strength is not weak, she won't hold us back."

With Chen Ang's words, Huang Xiaoyao then nodded.

The three set off on the road in the morning sun, rushing all the way to the forest behind the Tree-Man Tribe.

Seeing the lush green, Chen Ang pointed his finger.

"It should be this place, Patriarch Huang, you go and scout the path first."

Understanding what he meant, Huang Xiaoyao nodded and walked in first.

After testing repeatedly with his aura, he waved at Chen Ang.

"Sect Master, come over, it's very safe here."

After hearing his words, Chen Ang then took Qing Mei's hand, and the two walked over together.

Sensing the aura inside carefully, Chen Ang let out a sigh of relief.

"It seems the Tree-Man Tribe has really been cut at the root by us, there is no aura here at all."

Hooking the corner of his mouth, Huang Xiaoyao nodded.

"It should be like this, but this is exactly what I want. The more miserably they die, the better!"

Seeing his appearance of seeking revenge, Chen Ang was a bit dumbfounded.

Yesterday he was still saying that he couldn't get over this hurdle, but today he was seeking revenge, he was really fickle.

Retracting his gaze, Chen Ang began to look at the weeds on the ground.

After searching carefully, he stopped beside a small grass.

Pulling Qing Mei to squat down, he pointed to the small grass and asked, "Qing Mei, do you know what this is?"

After identifying it carefully, Qing Mei said, "Is this a Throat-Sealing Sword?"

Hearing her crisp and neat answer, Chen Ang was a bit surprised.

"You know it?"

"I know it. I have some knowledge in terms of herbal medicine. After all, I am the Sect Master of the Butterfly Tribe, I should know some of these things."

"Then what about this? Do you know this one?"

"This is... Red Frost?"

"That's right, exactly! It seems you know a lot about this aspect, because Red Frost is hard to see, not everyone knows it."

Hearing his words, Qing Mei blushed slightly.

"I only know a little bit, I don't know too much."

"Your 'little bit' is already much stronger than others. Qing Mei, you really made me look at you with new eyes today."

When saying this, Chen Ang's eyes were full of unmasked appreciation, his eyes falling straight on Qing Mei's face, making Qing Mei blush and her ears red, her cheeks a bit hot.

Being stared at until her cheeks were even more rosy, Qing Mei hurriedly squatted down to pick the herbs.

"Chen Ang, these herbs are rare, let's pick some back, Master Teacher Xing Tian should be able to use them."

Looking at her red ears, Chen Ang nodded with a smile.

"Fine, listen to you."

As soon as his voice fell, Huang Xiaoyao said with a smile on the side, "People all say the Butterfly Tribe is proficient in herbal medicine, now it seems it's true. There are some herbs here that I can't distinguish, but you can see them at a glance. Sect Master Qing Mei, if you switch to this field, you will definitely have great achievements in the future."

For some reason, after hearing these words, the movement of Qing Mei's hands paused.

Looking up, she asked seriously, "Patriarch Huang, do you really think so?"

Being asked like this, Huang Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, but he still nodded seriously, "That's right, I really think so."

Getting such an answer again, Qing Mei hooked the corner of her mouth gently, a thoughtful expression on her face, and continued to pick herbs with her hands.

After picking many rare herbs, the three continued to move forward.

The sun rose slowly, and the dew in the herbs became heavier and heavier.

After walking for a while, Qing Mei stopped again.

"Chen Ang, do you have any empty porcelain bottles on you?"

Hearing this, Chen Ang nodded.

"Yes, do you need it?"

"Yes, the dew on the sparrow leaves is an extremely rare medicine primer. Only the dew on these leaves has medicinal value, others don't. And this dew is extremely delicate, it only appears for about a stick of incense's time. We happened to catch up, so let's collect some, many medicines can use it."

Understanding what she meant, Chen Ang hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from his waist.

"Qing Mei, I'll help you collect it together."

Hearing this, Qing Mei hurriedly waved her hand.

"No, your movements are too heavy, it's easy to knock the dew off. This thing is too precious, I don't want to waste a drop. You just stand there, try not to move, just wait for me for a stick of incense's time. After a stick of incense, these dews will disappear automatically, and we won't be able to collect them even if we want to."

Learning that time was limited, Chen Ang and Huang Xiaoyao stood still immediately, even their breathing was lightened, just to avoid disturbing Qing Mei and not getting these medicine primers.

For a full stick of incense's time, only Qing Mei was moving among the three, and her movements were extremely gentle.

Looking at the movements on her hands, Chen Ang and Huang Xiaoyao knew why she didn't let them move. Such gentle movements were really not something that rough men like them could do. Just shaking slightly was something they couldn't do.

Looking at Qing Mei, a look of infatuation appeared in Chen Ang's eyes.

The longer they spent together, the more he felt that Qing Mei was a treasure, making him like her more and more, and more and more fascinated...

Thinking about things in his heart, Chen Ang's gaze also became a bit unmasked.

Being stared at like this, Qing Mei started to get distracted, and two drops of dew were knocked to the ground by her in a row.

In anger, she looked up and met Chen Ang's eyes, glaring at him forcefully.

Suddenly being glared at, Chen Ang came back to his senses instantly, touching his nose in embarrassment.

After rolling her eyes at him, Qing Mei turned slightly to the side, doing her own things, and didn't look at him anymore.

Knowing that his gaze just now was a bit too exposed, Chen Ang touched his nose and turned his gaze to the side weakly.

Shaking the bottle in her hand, Qing Mei finally smiled.

"Chen Ang, look, a full half bottle!"

Looking at her through the sunlight, Chen Ang's gaze fell straight on her face.

"Not bad, really amazing."

Saying this, he reached out to her head and rubbed it gently.

Looking at the two of them, Huang Xiaoyao pretended to cough and hurriedly turned his head to the side.

Blushing, Qing Mei patted his hand.

"The sky is about to brighten, hurry up and find the antidote."

"Yes, yes, yes, Sect Master Qing Mei is right. Sect Master, we really should do serious business."

As soon as Huang Xiaoyao said this, Qing Mei blushed even more, and without paying attention to him, she walked forward on her own.

After searching for a full hour, the sun hung high.

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Qing Mei said, "Chen Ang, it seems there is no such herb as you described here. Why don't we go back and find Master Teacher Xing Tian."

Looking at the green in front of him, Chen Ang said softly, "To deal with the Tree-Man Tribe's poison, my Master probably has no way either. I think the bell must be untied by the person who tied it, we should still think of a way here."

Seeing him so persistent, the two could only express support.

Moving forward to probe, they walked into a patch of grass.

The wild grass here was extremely tall. As soon as Qing Mei stepped in, the wild grass submerged her head.

Just when Chen Ang was worried, Qing Mei sent her aura with the Dragon-Phoenix Bracelet.

Understanding what she meant, Chen Ang hooked the corner of his mouth, didn't speak again, but let his gaze fall on the ground.

After searching carefully, he couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, the sun had moved to the due east, and the wild grass was about to wither. After searching for so long and not finding anything, it seemed there was no hope.

In despair, Chen Ang kicked over a stone next to him casually.

When his gaze swept over, he was stunned.

Looking at the grass under the stone again and again, he ran over excitedly.

Touching the grass leaves with his hand, then smelling it under his nose, after confirming the smell, a pleasant cheer came from his mouth.

"Qing Mei, Patriarch Huang, I found the antidote!"

Hearing this, the two hurriedly walked toward him.