Chapter 3777: 4.1377 Should I Ask? (Monthly Ticket Bonus Update 1)
"Acting alone is always better than being dragged down by incompetent teammates!" Sikong Fuling thought to herself.
Outside the courtyard, there was no sign of Crown Prince Mo and his group.
Sikong Fuling secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She already knew how much Crown Prince Mo liked to trick people; only someone crazy would invite him to travel together, hmph.
Meng Meiyou was clearly out of her mind, so she deserved what she got.
Sikong Fuling patted her chest again. After running from the small supply point, she swiftly disappeared into the Phoenixwood Forest.
As for Mo Lian and his group, they naturally found a quiet spot in Phoenixwood Forest and waited for Dou Fenghua to prepare the antidote.
They didn't care about the wasted time. As long as Dou Fenghua could produce the antidote, it didn't matter how long they had to wait. Once their strength was restored, the remaining days would be nothing but a complete sweep.
"Who were those women just now?" Mata asked curiously. "Why were their clothes so revealing?"
"Who knows, they didn't look like good people from the start," Young Master Duan Family Three said, biting on a leaf, as he squatted on the ground and snorted.
They inexplicably blocked their way and caused trouble; they deserved to be blown sky-high.
What's wrong with ordinary people? Who says ordinary people can't turn the tables?
Just because they didn't have cultivation, did it mean they couldn't have other abilities?
After these two days of frustrating training, their perceptions of ordinary people had indeed changed slightly.
This training period had brought about significant growth in their mindset.
"I wonder where Qiao Qiao is," Duan Yue muttered.
Crown Prince Mo's eyes flickered twice. He coughed lightly, turned, pushed aside some branches, and ducked behind a large tree.
Duan Yue followed, calling out softly, "What are you doing?"
"What's this?" He stopped, his gaze falling with some surprise on the glowing green paste in Mo Lian's hand.
The young man, sitting against the tree trunk, casually looked up at him with an annoyed expression. "Looking for Qiao Qiao."
Duan Yue immediately hopped over and sat down next to Mo Lian, his gaze fixed on the shimmering green paste in his hand.
"Sacred Wood Essence?" he said, lowering his voice in slight surprise.
Within this glob of Sacred Wood Essence, there was actually a constantly bouncing little figure, expressionlessly waving two small hands and continuously moving its body.
Duan Yue almost laughed. He coughed lightly, but a hint of hesitation flickered in his eyes. "How can there be a soul fragment?"
"I suspect her soul self-destructed," Mo Lian's icy voice dropped, and Duan Yue was instantly stunned.
"I haven't asked her yet," Mo Lian extended a finger and lightly poked the Sacred Wood Essence.
"Do you think I should ask?"
"Ask, of course," Duan Yue nodded. "Of course you should ask. How else would you know if there are any potential dangers?"
Mo Lian remained silent, lost in thought. He was actually a bit afraid to ask her about her past.
He could tell that almost every time he asked her about her past, the little one became emotionally unstable.
Since it was already in the past, why reopen old, painful memories?
Duan Yue naturally understood. He glanced at Mo Lian and said lightly, "Only by asking clearly can you help her."
Mo Lian's heart stirred. He turned to look at Duan Yue, then lowered his gaze back to the round Sacred Wood Essence in his hand.
He poked the little figure inside with his finger. "Where is Qiao Qiao?"
The little figure turned around, its back facing them, and raised a tiny finger, pointing forward.
Duan Yue let out a chuckle, turned to look at Mo Lian, and nudged him with his elbow.