The Fantasy Mist Forest is shrouded in a dreamlike mist all year round, quiet and yet somewhat mysterious. The tall and dense ancient trees block out the sun, and the sun shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves with difficulty, casting tiny spots of light. In the open space in the forest, Meiko sits on the ground, wearing a plain white long dress, the hem of which flutters gently in the wind, like a fairy who has strayed into the mortal world.

At this moment, her whole mind was focused on the magic grass in her hand. The magic grass was only the size of a palm, with crystal clear green leaves, and a faint light flowing between the veins. The stem was slender but tough, and the flower bud on the top had not yet fully bloomed, like a pearl wrapped in jade, emitting a faint aura of spiritual energy. Meizi knew very well that this magic grass was rare. It was the only hope to save her beloved, and it was also the ray of hope given to her by this dangerous Misty Forest.

Meizi took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes, and mobilized the immortal power in her body. At first, the immortal power flowed gently from her palm into the immortal grass like a trickle. As the immortal power was injected, the immortal grass seemed to tremble slightly, and the originally weak light began to gradually brighten, like an elf awakened from sleep, gently stretching its "body".

Time passed quietly, and fine beads of sweat gradually oozed from Meizi's forehead, and her face turned pale from the initial rosy color. It was not easy to continuously output immortal power, which required a high degree of concentration and precise control of one's own strength. Moreover, this immortal grass was like a bottomless pit, absorbing immortal power but without any obvious effect. Meizi felt that the power in her body was receding like a tide, and every trace of immortal power was accompanied by a trace of fatigue and weakness, but she bit her lower lip tightly and never stopped.

From time to time, the roars of strange beasts could be heard in the forest. The fog seemed to have life, sometimes gently rolling, sometimes so thick that one could not see the scenery five steps away. Miko seemed not to hear it, and was completely immersed in the process of nourishing the magic grass. Suddenly, a cold breath came from behind her. Although she did not open her eyes, she was keenly aware of the approaching danger. A monster covered with spikes and shaped like a hedgehog rushed out of the fog and pounced on the magic grass in her hand with its fangs and claws.

Meizi suddenly opened her eyes, a cold light flashed in them, and before she could think, she dodged to the side and gathered her immortal power into a barrier. With a "puff", the monster hit the barrier and was blown away, howling in pain, but it obviously did not give up. It paced back and forth not far away, greed and ferocity flashing in its eyes, waiting for an opportunity to attack again.

Meizi was extremely anxious. On the one hand, she had to resist the harassment of the monsters, and on the other hand, she could not interrupt the immortal power to nourish the immortal grass. She clenched her teeth, separated a small part of the immortal power to maintain the barrier, and most of it continued to be sent to the immortal grass. At this time, the light of the immortal grass had reached its peak, and the flower buds began to slowly bloom, revealing a touch of gorgeous colors, as if to repay Meizi's efforts.

Seeing that the attack was fruitless, the monster suddenly curled up into a ball, spinning at high speed, turning into a black whirlwind, and rushed towards Meizi again with a whistling sound. This time, its target was not only the fairy grass, but also Meizi's death. Meizi's face was solemn. She knew that she could no longer passively defend like this. At the moment when the monster was about to hit her, she shouted, removed the barrier, and floated back several feet like a ghost. At the same time, she pinched a spell in her hand and gently waved it towards the monster.

A stream of immortal power slashed at the monster like a sharp blade, hitting its abdomen. The monster screamed, blood splattered, and its offensive collapsed in an instant. It rolled on the ground for a few times, as if it knew that it had encountered a tough opponent today, and it didn't dare to fight anymore. It flashed and disappeared into the mist.

Meizi had no time to care about the monster's escape. She quickly returned to her original position and sat down again. She was more and more eager to output the immortal power in her hands. At this moment, her face was as pale as paper, and her body was shaky, but the determination in her eyes never wavered. With the last ray of immortal power injected, the immortal grass finally bloomed completely.

In an instant, the light shone brightly, illuminating the entire clearing in the forest. In the dazzling light, a few drops of crystal clear spiritual liquid overflowed from the stamens of the fairy grass, exuding a rich breath of life. Miko's eyes were filled with tears of joy and fatigue. She carefully put away the fairy grass and prepared to run to her lover with this precious achievement. Even if the road ahead was still full of thorns, she had the courage and hope to overcome them.

When she stood up, Meiko swayed and nearly fell. The long-term overdrawn power made her extremely weak, and her legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. But she just took a short rest and forced herself to move forward. Just after taking a few steps, she felt dizzy and the scene in front of her became blurred. Meiko shook her head vigorously, trying to wake herself up.

At this time, a melodious flute sound came from the depths of the forest. The melody was ethereal and seemed to contain the power to heal people's hearts. Miko looked in the direction of the sound and saw a white-haired old man slowly walking out of the mist. The old man had a kind face, wise eyes, and held an ancient flute in his hand.

"Child, are you sacrificing yourself like this just to save people?" The old man's voice was low and gentle, blowing away the fatigue in Meizi's heart like a spring breeze. Meizi nodded slightly and briefly told her story. After hearing this, the old man sighed slightly, raised his hand and gently wiped it in the air, and a pill emitting a warm glow appeared in his palm.

"Take it, it can help you recover some strength. I'm afraid you'll have many difficulties along the way." Meizi felt warm in her heart and took the pill gratefully. After taking it, she really felt some strength in her body.

After taking the old man's magic medicine, Meizi suddenly felt a warm current slowly spreading from her lower abdomen, as if the warm spring sun had dispelled the coldness and fatigue around her body. Her originally pale face gradually regained some color, the paleness from blood loss faded, and her cheeks were lightly flushed, like a red plum blossom just blooming on a branch.

Her eyes were full of spirit again, no longer dull, tired and haggard. Her legs, which were originally heavy as if filled with lead, became light now, and every step she took was firm and powerful. Her body, which was previously shaky due to weakness, was stabilized, and her posture became more upright, as if injected with new vitality, and once again exuded a sense of agility and elegance, just like a fairy who had mistakenly entered the mortal world and washed away the lead and returned to the immortal path.

She bowed to the old man and thanked him for saving her life.

The old man waved his hand and smiled, "Go, I hope your wish comes true." Meizi bid farewell to the old man again, carrying the magic grass and full of hope, and strode out of the forest. She knew that there might be unknown challenges waiting for her, but as long as her lover could be saved, everything would be worth it...

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