Capítulo 49: Wolf
Editor: Exodus Tales
In an instant, Wei Zhen Hui returned to his former seriousness, "The wind is strong. Snow must have gotten into my eyes," Saying so, he took huge strides as he held onto her and continued to advance.
Although the pain only lasted for an instant, Wei Zhen Hui knew that it was real.
When the sun was already halfway up the sky, Su Mian and the others had already reached the mountain top.
In the books, it was recorded that senkin grass liked to grow on high mountain cliffs. Its roots would be buried under the unchanging snow for the entire year while its head was exposed to the scorching sun and swayed with the wind.
"Are you familiar with senkin grass?" Wei Zhen Hui began to pay attention to the plants on the mountain.
"I haven't seen it before, but I have seen its picture in medical books," Su Mian said. Then she noticed a green herb fluttering in the wind in front of her. She knew that it was senkin grass.
Her current spiritual energy allowed her to know the appearance of any herbal medicine.
They had hastily come up the mountain to search for it, but Su Mian was only betting on her luck. Since Wen Wen did not stop her, then she thought that they may be able to truly find it.
At this time, Su Mian gazed into the distance and stopped her movements. On top of the mountain was a stalk of senkin grass, standing and swaying with the wind.
"Senkin grass!" Su Mian threw off Wei Zhen Hui's hand and broke into a run towards the top.
"Be careful, the road is slippery!" Wei Zhen Hui followed after while shouting. Originally, he could easily catch up with her speed, but he never imagined that her speed would actually be this astonishing. When he reached the top, he was still a few steps behind her.
Under the blazing sun, the lush green senkin grass was standing alone on the snow-covered mountain cliff. It had a sense of solitary beauty.
As Su Mian reached the grass and was just about to pick it, a white figure pounced towards her.
"Su Mian, quickly come back. It's a wolf!" Wei Zhen Hui quickly strode forward and sent a flying kick towards the wolf.
Su Mian had yet to touch the flower and turned around to see a white figure jump to the sky.
The white wolf appeared to know that Wei Zhen Hui was not ordinary. It dodged in midair and actually evaded Wei Zhen Hui's fatal attack as it continued towards Su Mian's neck.
Su Mian's physical quality was already upgraded. She had also learned Taiji. Seeing the white wolf pounce at her, she stayed firm on the ground and rotated. With the force of her left leg, she kicked with her right leg at the white wolf.
The white wolf was nimble and dodged Su Mian's kick. It then turned its head askew and bit onto her ankle.
"Su Mian!" Wei Zhen Hui loudly shouted. When he reached in front of her, he immediately struck the wolf's face with his fist, causing the wolf to whimper and die on the spot.
Su Mian only felt a sharp acute pain on her ankle.
"How is it? Let me take a look," Wei Zhen Hui kneeled ont he ground and rolled up Su Mian's trousers. On her right leg was two bloody holes with blood gushing out.
"Quickly get the hemostatic!" Wei Zhen Hui commanded with an even colder expression.
"No problem. It doesn't hurt," Saying so, Su Mian gritted her teeth, bore the pain, and stood up.
Wei Zhen Hui kept his expression calm as he wrapped her wound and intentionally pressed on it with his thumb.
"Ouch!" Su Mian squinted as her eyebrows wrinkled.
"Didn't you say that it doesn't hurt?" Wei Zhen Hui looked at her with discontent. His hand movements slowed down to avoid accidentally bumping onto the wound.
"Let the soldiers go take a look. There should be some senkin grass at the top," Su Mian closed her eyes while still thinking of the senkin grass. They had come up the mountain with great difficulty. If they could bring it back, then they should do so.
"Take a good rest. Leave everything to me," Wei Zhen Hui's expression was a lot better, but the atmosphere around him got a lot colder.
During that incident, he became unexpectedly scared.
As an iron-blooded man, he had never been afraid of the enemy's dagger or bullets. He was not afraid even if the enemy had them surrounded on a barren island that was 40 degrees Celsius below zero. He wasn't even afraid of having a knife at neck point when he was carrying out secret missions.
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