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"Feng Zong, it's bad! Several newcomers have already had adverse reactions to the God's Domain environment, their faces are blue, their consciousness is blurred, and they are about to die. Have you found a way?" A person hurriedly came out of the camp and shouted at Feng Zong.

Feng Zong's attention finally moved away from An He, and he replied: "Wang Mian has achieved a lot today, I will take her to exchange herbs, and I will keep a share for Wang Mian, and give the rest to me." They use it."

Wang Mian was startled: "Wait, there is another copy for Mr. An!"

When he was in Xueyuan Medicine Field, An He introduced his surname to Wang Mian.

Feng Zong frowned and glanced at An He, and his words were righteous and selfless: "This person is not abnormal at all, and he seems to be able to last for a while, but some people are about to fail, of course they are more important , the life-saving medicinal herbs should give priority to them."

Wang Mian disagreed: "Mr. An helped me a lot in the medicine field. Without him, my workload would not be so much. The herbs are what he deserves."

"The work of maintaining the medicine field is very delicate. What can the disabled help?" Feng Zong didn't believe it. He said that An He was disabled with malicious intent. He comforted himself by belittling An He. "Wang Mian, there are priorities. The life-saving herbs are given to those who are in critical condition first. Those who went to work in the medicine fields have not yet come back. When everyone comes back, there will be extra herbs after the replacement. It will not be too late to give this person."

The work in the medicine field is not easy to do. Usually they try their best, and the herbs they exchanged are almost just right for the elderly and children. Occasionally, if they do well, they will have a few more herbs. Today, more than 20 people suddenly came, and the resources are tight. It is impossible to have extra for An He.

Those who yearn for beauty will be hostile to An He, and Wang Mian is worried about them.

Wang Mian: "Can't we ask the herb spirit to intercede? Today is a special situation, and the spirit may give us more life-saving herbs."

Feng Zong was full of dissatisfaction: "Given the God of Beauty hates us, will He let the herb spirit take care of us?"

He didn't want to disturb Beauty God.

What if God of Beauty thinks they are troublesome and hates them even more?

Thinking of the figure of the Goddess of Beauty that he glimpsed once, Feng Zong fell into a daze. Human life is not important to him anymore. In order not to cause trouble for the Goddess of Beauty, so as not to deepen the Goddess of Beauty's dislike for them, Feng Zong is willing to do anything.

An He reminded: "The God of Beauty doesn't like your behavior like this."

Bewitched by beauty, loses reason, shows ugly appearance.

Feng Zong was furious: "Have you seen the God of Beauty, what do you know!"

"Are you arguing?" A strange, sweet and soft girl's voice sounded.

As the night darkened, most of the star rings in the sky dimmed, leaving only the magnificent and complicated regular patterns flowing with a faint brilliance.The light source on the surface, apart from the flames ignited by the human camp, is the halo of countless medicinal materials, rendering the endless medicinal fields like a dream.

A medicinal herb exuding clear light was approaching them.

When we get closer, we can see that the medicinal herb grows on the top of a girl's hair. The material is like ice crystals, which is exactly the same as most of the medicinal materials in the snow field. It is wilted and has black spots on the surface.Every strand of the girl's hair was carved out of ice and snow, revealing a light blue color, and the herbs on the top of her hair swayed slightly with her steps.

Feng Zong immediately bent down: "Noble elf, why are you here?"

"I'm looking for him." The ice-blue herb spirit came to An He, who was about the same height as An He who was sitting in a wheelchair. Arrived at Beauty God?"

An He smiled and shook his head: "It's not me who quarreled."

The medicinal herb elf couldn't help but gave him a lovely smile back, then turned to look at Feng Zong, with a restrained smile: "Are you looking for faults unilaterally?"

"No!" Feng Zong subconsciously smeared An He, "The life of a newcomer to God's Realm is dying, and this person is fine for the time being, I can persuade him, he is not willing to give up the life-saving herbs first, he is selfish!"

Wang Mian said angrily: "Feng Zong, you are talking nonsense!"

Feng Zong's defense, the herb spirit didn't listen to it at all, and came to a conclusion on its own: "Anyway, it must be your fault."

Feng Zongru was struck by lightning, and his hand pointing at An He kept trembling: "Spirit, why do you favor him?"

An He asked softly, "What do you want me for?"

"Today, you took good care of the medicinal materials in Xueyuan. They are all my compatriots. They told me about you." The bright smile of the medicinal herb elf bloomed again on her face. The intimacy from the soul, "At the beginning, after the ruins of God's Domain fell, our god was heartbroken, and it seemed that something very important to him died. The goddess of the earth who came back from the lower realm talked to him, and the god's mood was not much better , depressed all day long."

The elf looked at the medicine field under the night: "This is the domain of the god of medicine. The god's heart is full of haze, and our state will also go wrong. The medicine field is cloudy all day long, raining and thundering. I’m here to thank you for your meticulous care.”

From An He, I can feel that he cherishes the medicinal fields from the heart, which is a bit like the god of medicine. This is an emotion that other human beings who have to work and take care of medicinal herbs like errands do not have.

The god of medicine has always attached great importance to his own medicine field.

It can be seen from the fact that his dreams are all medicine fields.

An Hetu, the goddess of the earth, told the god of medicine that he would come back, but the god of medicine was still hit, and even ignored the medicine field.

Wang Mian blurted out: "Wasn't Xinshen Star Ash that fell in the 34 galaxy event?"

"I don't know Star Ash, but I know the God of Disease, and our God has mentioned him many times." The herb spirit said, "When the God of Disease was found to be revived, the God resolutely descended to the lower realm regardless of his physical condition, and became weaker after returning. But I was very happy and talked to us a lot. That was the happiest time I have seen Him since I was born. God also said that there is a chance for us to meet the God of Disease." The herb elf sighed melancholy, "But, There has never been a chance, our God still..."

"What's wrong with the God of Medicine?" An He asked, "The mood of the God of Medicine is projected into the field, affecting the environment of the medicine field, at best it will cause the herbs to be listless, and many medicinal materials in Xueyuan have grown black spots of corruption. Even your The main body has it, which proves that his condition has become worse." An He glanced at the top of the herb elf's head, "Many humans have come to God's Domain, this is not a small matter, but the God of Medicine has never shown up, and the God of Beauty lives Come in, what happened?"

Wang Mian looked surprised, and felt that An He really knew Shenyu very well.

"It's not radical yet—"

The longer we spend with An He, the stronger the intimacy from the soul, the herb spirit can't help letting go of his guard, and wants to tell the truth.Halfway through the speech, the herb spirit suddenly came to his senses, covered his mouth in a hurry, and muffled his voice from between his fingers: "I can't talk about God's affairs casually, let alone tell outsiders."

An He didn't make things difficult for her and stopped asking.

From the few words revealed by the herb spirit, An He has already guessed.

It seems the gods of the radicals have done something to the moderates.

The herb spirit thought back and realized how many things he had said about the God of Medicine, and he was about to cry: "Please, can you forget my words? When our God wakes up and knows that I have said about him and the God of Disease He won't be happy about it."

An He hesitated to speak, and the herb spirit leaked another piece of information.

She said that when the God of Medicine wakes up, doesn't that mean that the God of Medicine is in a state of unconsciousness?

It's better not to remind the herb spirit, lest she feel more guilty.

An Hewen said: "I will try my best to forget."

The herb spirit twitched her red nose: "Thank you, that's very kind of you."

An He said, "Come on, I'll heal your body."

The herb spirit touched the top of his head and stroked the black spots on the leaves: "My own herbs are different from those in the medicine field. If you can't handle them with tools, the God of Medicine can."

"I have a solution." An He drew out the long sword on his lap, and stabbed straight at the body above the head of the herb elf.

An He moved too fast, and the herb spirit had no time to react immediately. Based on her trust in An He, she was even more slow and did not move.

When the sword tip was half an inch away from the ice crystal herb, it did not continue to touch the herb, but sank into the void, cutting off the corruption of the herb from a conceptual level.Ripples appeared in the void, and regular lines appeared on the black spots of the herb, and then the lines shattered one after another, fading away along with the black spots.

The original limp body on the top of the herb elf's head protruded, and An He withdrew his sword.

After being dazed for a long while, the herb elf's eyes lit up, and he chattered excitedly: "You are so powerful! I heard that the first galaxy is the strongest in the lower realm, and it is also the hometown of godslayers, but the humans there are not very good. , Even the maintenance of the medicine field is not good enough, and there are people who have the cheek to ask me about the God of Beauty. Seeing you, I found that there are still excellent humans in the first galaxy!"

Wang Mian felt that many people had been hit by an arrow.

From the failure of the experiment to explore the realm of the gods, the council was unable to clean up the mess, and they lost all face.

What happened in the 34 galaxies has proved that the mighty power comparable to the gods is their wishful thinking.

The matter of the first galaxy just made the proof stronger.

A flash of inspiration flashed in the herb elf's mind: "Because the first galaxy dug up the Godslayer Sword, Beauty God is in a bad mood. You are as good at swordsmanship as the legendary Godslayer, and Beauty God may be interested in you."

The authority of the God of Beauty will also affect the herb spirits. When the God of Beauty is sad, the herb spirits will also be sad. Besides, the God of Beauty and the God of Medicine are good friends. They hope that the God of Beauty will get better and help the God of Medicine.

At the same time, the herb spirit also wants to repay An He and help him show his face in front of the God of Beauty.

She felt that no human being would refuse such a precious opportunity, and other human beings were looking forward to it day and night, but they couldn't hope to see the Goddess of Beauty again.

"I'm going to ask the God of Beauty if I would like to see you." The herb spirit said with a smile, "Maybe the God of Beauty will be in a better mood when I see you, just like me."

Hearing this, Feng Zong, who was stunned next to him, was shocked, the matter of beauty and gods instantly took the top spot in his heart, and the special things that An He showed were put behind.The jealousy and hatred that had been suppressed all the time broke out, pulling out an extremely ugly expression on Feng Zong's face.

An He nodded and agreed: "Okay."

"Also, more than 20 new humans have arrived today, can you give them life-saving herbs?"

The herb spirit directly took out thirty herbs: "Are these enough?"

An He smiled and said, "Of course."

The herb spirit was in a good mood and left happily.

Feng Zong gritted his teeth, and his cheek muscles twitched slightly: "Human beings are all humble, and it is impossible for the God of Beauty to see you."

"It doesn't matter." An He said.

If the god of beauty didn't come to see him, he went to find the god of beauty.

These human beings will not have any accidents in the field of the God of Medicine, and An He should find other missing people as soon as possible.

Solve the problem of the God of Medicine directly, and then leave.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-10-2216:33:14~2021-10-2519:43:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Shuishan and Sugar Knife Double Love are also struggling with one today;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：雪笙31瓶；史上最强混沌恶30瓶；北冥有鱼11瓶；云韵10瓶；紫荆9瓶；闻星8瓶；492174425瓶；糖刀双爱今天也在纠结3瓶；喵了个咪的、秋烨、陌小黎?、池寒溪1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!