Chapter 49 There Are Wolves

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In just a split second, Wei Zhenhui returned to his former sternness, "The wind was strong, and snowflakes got in my eyes." After speaking, he stretched out his long legs and pulled her up to continue walking.

Although the pain just now was only for a moment, Wei Zhenhui knew that it had happened.

When the sun rose in mid-air, Su Mian and the others immediately reached the top of the mountain.

It is recorded in the book that the golden grass likes to grow on the cliffs of high mountains, rooted on the snow that does not melt all year round, and the scorching sun above its head swaying in the wind.

"Do you know Qianjincao?" Wei Zhenhui began to pay attention to the plants on the mountain.

"I haven't seen it before, but I've seen the picture of it in the medical book." After Su Mian finished speaking, a green herbal herb appeared in front of her, and she knew it was Qianjincao.

Her current mental power can completely let her know what any herbal medicine looks like.

They rushed up the mountain to look for it this time, and Su Mian just took a chance. Since Wenwen didn't stop it, maybe they could find it.

At this time, Su Mian raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and suddenly stopped. On the top of the mountain, a thousand golden grass was standing against the wind.

"Qianjincao!" After Su Mian finished speaking, he broke free from Wei Zhenhui's hand and ran to the top of the mountain.

"Be careful, the road is slippery!" After Wei Zhenhui finished speaking, he also ran up. He thought he could easily catch up with Su Mian's speed, but he didn't expect this girl's speed to be astonishing. He ran to the top of the mountain and was a few steps behind her.

Under the sun, the verdant grass is isolated on the edge of the white cliff, and there is a kind of beauty of independence.

Su Mian took two quick steps and stretched out her hand to pick something, when a white shadow rushed towards her.

"Su Mian, come back quickly, there are wolves!" Wei Zhenhui took a few strides and flew towards the wolf.

Before Su Mian could touch the Qianjincao, her body froze, and the moment she turned her head, she felt a white shadow covering the sky.

The white wolf seemed to know that Wei Zhenhui was very skilled, so he jumped in the air, avoiding Wei Zhenhui's fatal blow and going straight to Su Mian's neck.

Su Mian's physical fitness improved, and she practiced Taijiquan again. When she saw the white wolf rushing towards her, she resolutely spun around on the ground, exerting force on her left leg, and kicked the white wolf with her right leg.

The white wolf dexterously dodged Su Mian's kick, tilted his head and bit Su Mian's ankle.

"Su Mian!" Wei Zhenhui shouted loudly, and when the person approached, he slashed at the face of the white wolf, and the white wolf whimpered and died on the spot.

Su Mian only felt a piercing pain coming from her ankle.

"How is it? Let me see." Wei Zhenhui knelt on the ground, rolled up Su Mian's cotton trousers, and the two blood holes on his right leg were bleeding out.

"Get the hemostatic medicine!" Wei Zhenhui ordered, his face even colder.

"It's alright, it doesn't hurt." Su Mian gritted her teeth.

Wei Zhenhui bandaged her with a cold face, and pressed his thumb on the wound on purpose.

"Ah, it hurts!" Su Mian narrowed her eyes, her eyebrows huddled together.

"Isn't it not painful?" Wei Zhenhui gave her a dissatisfied glance, and the movements of his hands were much slower, for fear of touching the wound again.

"Let the soldiers take a look, there should be a thousand golden grass on the cliff." Su Mian closed her eyes, still thinking about the golden grass in her heart.

"You have a good rest, and I will take care of the rest." Wei Zhenhui's face was not healed, and the temperament exuded from his body became more deserted.

At that moment, he was actually scared.

As an iron-blooded soldier, he was not afraid of the enemy's bayonet and steel gun, and he was not afraid of the enemy's siege on a desert island with a temperature of minus 40 degrees. He was not afraid of the opponent's knife against his neck when he was carrying out a secret mission. Pass.