章節 1041: Trap

"What's wrong martial brother Xiaoma?" Qingyi stopped and asked.

Ye Mo hadn't been with them for long but he knew a lot. Whenever there was a problem, martial brother Xiaoma would be right about it.

Even Qinghan and Qingyue looked at Ye Mo in confusion. The Season Wheat was very precious to nascent soul state cultivators, but they'd been with Ye Mo for a while. They all believed that Ye Mo wasn't someone who would want to take the Season Wheat for himself.

Ye Mo signaled for Qingyi to take a few steps back and then pointed at the Season Wheat, saying, "Scan that with your spirit sense. The earth next to it seems to have been disturbed and then covered with grass. This means that not long ago, someone dug away a spirit herb next to the Season Wheat."