Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages

"I… might not be qualified to look for her now, but one day, I'll let her know that I'm the person who loves her the most!"

THUD

Collie punched the wall with all his might, followed by heavy panting. Slowly, there was no more movement.

Fang Ping continued to pack his things. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old, this was probably his youth.

There was wonder, disappointment, struggle, and helplessness.

Unlike him, who was a salted fish.

By the time he finished packing and was about to climb into bed, Qing Niao had just returned.

"Qing Niao, you're back so late. How's Andre?"

"It's quite good. I feel that my fur has disappeared a lot. I feel that I'm about to fully recover.

By the way, Fang Ping, I heard that you were the one who brought Lingling and the others into the Flower Garden? Not everyone can live in the Flower Garden. How did you do it?"

Ivan probably didn't tell them that Lingling was an Innate Awakened.

Since Ivan did not say anything, he must have his own thoughts. Fang Ping did not want to interfere.

He shook his head. "Actually, it's also because of Ivan. He was willing to let Lingling and the others stay."

"That Ivan is doing quite well. Lingling and the others just lost their homes. Fortunately, they met you and saved them. With the place Ivan provided for them to live and work, it's really good."

"Yeah."

Fang Ping nodded. No matter what the goals of the various parties were, the outcome was still good.

Qing Niao began to pack his things, while Fang Ping climbed into bed and began to sleep.

He did not need to cultivate and quietly waited for tomorrow.

He was waiting for the second order for tomorrow and the new journey ahead.

…

"Master, Captain James is here."

William stood up. A blond man walked in from the door. He was tall and wore blue full-body armor, looking especially mighty. However, his appearance did not match his young face.

"James, what are you doing here?"

James saluted. "Greetings, Young Master. Tomorrow, the Elite Team will go to Goby Highlands with our Lord's guards. I specially came to see you."

"Come, sit. Serve the tea."

"Yes."

James sat down without touching the teacup beside him. "Young Master, what's the matter?"

"There's no need to be so nervous. Tell me, what's the situation this time?"

"The Elven Princess Sif was captured by the army of Ice Snow City. This doesn't seem like Grand Duke Dewey's actions. We suspect that there's something else going on. We sent a letter to the commander of Ice Snow City, Claude, but there was no reply."

"Sif, I haven't seen her in so many years. I wonder how she's doing."

"Princess Sif's identity is special, so she should be fine. However, this trip will probably not be peaceful one. Young Master, please be careful."

William picked up his teacup and took a sip.

James stood up and bowed again. "If there's nothing else, Young Master, I'll leave first. There are still many things to deal with in the army."

"Sure."

William continued to sip his tea. When James left, someone leaned over.

"Young Master, the letter to Miss Snow White has been written."

"Send it."

William put down his teacup and stood up. "Prepare the energy fragments. I want to break through to the peak of Tier 1."

"Yes, Young Master."

He woke up in the dark and carried his big backpack with Qing Niao to the north door of the team.

The cold morning wind howled. Even though he was drinking hot water that he had just filled from the Gushing Spring, Fang Ping was still shivering.

Qing Niao beside him was feeling much better.

"Fang Ping, you have to train more. Your health is still too low. Look at your body. It's still too weak."

So, with higher HP, he won't afraid of the cold anymore?

Fang Ping took another sip of hot water. Early in the morning was the coldest time of the day. It should be fine when the sun came out.

On the side, they also encountered some people walking towards the north gate. The sky was dark, and their faces could not be seen clearly. However, all of them were carrying large backpacks. They should also be from the Elite Team.

There were already many people at the north gate. Fang Ping walked over and waited for Elsa to arrive.

"Why isn't Andre here yet?" someone suddenly asked. Fang Ping looked over. It was Red Camellia Snake. Beside her was still the huge snake.

"He—"

"Line up."

Elsa's voice rang out, and everyone immediately gathered. Fang Ping did not say anything else. He carried his bag and walked over to stand in position.

"Let's go."

As Elsa spoke, she walked out of the north gate. The team behind her followed neatly, but there was an extra seat in the first row.

Not far from the north gate, he saw a row of carriages in the distance and soldiers riding armored warhorses.

"We will follow the Lord's Guards of the Elf City and set off together. However, they are not nannies. You will have to solve all the problems you encounter on the way."

Fang Ping had thought that he could take a carriage or put his backpack aside, but it did not work.

As soon as the Elite Team approached, the carriage began to move forward. It had no intention of stopping and waiting for them to get on.

It seemed that he still had to walk on two legs.

There were not many Lord's Guards, only a few hundred at a glance. However, all of them rode tall horses and were well-equipped. They did not look weak.

Following the team, this journey would take a long time.

Fang Ping had mentioned this to Moon Bell. She said that it would take about ten days to arrive.

This was still a smooth journey. If he encountered other things along the way, the time would be even longer.

After walking for ten consecutive days, the kind that did not stop to rest, in addition that the people of this world were not slow. Based on an hour and five kilometers, it was 60 kilometers a day. 600 kilometers in ten days. Just thinking about it was exaggerating.

Therefore, there was no marathon in this world. 42 kilometers was really nothing to them.

As he walked, Fang Ping saw yellow melons for the first time.

Walking past the field, many people were busy harvesting yellow melons in the large farmland.

The ones planted in the ground looked like papaya trees, but their leaves had already fallen off. They had only dug out their roots. There were huge balls hanging below, about the size of two fists.

It was a little like plucking peanuts, but the size was much larger than peanuts.

"Rest here."

The sun hung overhead. It was already noon. The Lord's guards in front stopped and lit a fire to eat.

"Fang Ping! Are we going?" Upon hearing the order to rest, Qing Niao was rather excited. He pointed at the field not far away.

"Go? Go where?"

"Haven't you eaten it before? It's a freshly dug yellow melon. Really, it's super delicious!"

"Well …"

Before Fang Ping could react, he was pulled into the field by Qing Niao. However, other than Qing Niao, a few working students were also walking into the field.

Many farmers were sitting on the ridges to rest. Suddenly, a group of people wearing armor walked over with weapons. They seemed a little nervous.

"You… What are you doing?"

"Let's buy some yellow melons."

"No money, no money. There's plenty in the fields."

Mai Wen walked in front and threw a bronze horn over. "We're students of the Elven team. We won't eat your food for nothing."

Hearing the words "Elite Team", their attitude changed drastically. "It's a student from the Elite Team!"