Qi Jingyun frowned slightly, but after glancing at Gu Qingheng and seeing no worry on his face, he cald down. Simultaneously, he sighed inwardly, thinking if he had so many experts by his side, wouldn’t everything beco much easier?
After hurriedly crossing three mountain peaks, the four finally stopped.
"I’m starving to death, if you don’t give food soon, I really won’t be able to run anymore." Dao Xuzi clutched his belly and wailed, "Why did I have to follow you, you brat? I miss Xinxin. If Xinxin were here, there’d definitely be food in her bag..."
Gu Qingheng scratched his head helplessly. He’s been disliked before, so he was already used to it, but he still had to appease the old man: "Once we’re out of here, you can go back to find Xinxin." Calculating Xinxin’s pregnancy was already over three months, and he was uncertain if he could make it back in ti for the child’s birth, but perhaps if Dao Xuzi was around, it would be better.
"Okay, when I go back this ti, I’ll leave; otherwise, this old man will definitely starve to death." Dao Xuzi didn’t refuse this ti since with Changyangzi and his wife here, he has already developed the potion to curb the herbalists, but how to administer it is not his concern anymore, and since Xinxin is due in a few months, it’s safer to return.
Qi Jingyun’s face turned pale, drenched in cold sweat a long ti ago. After being imprisoned for so long and suffering severe injuries, despite dicinal care, it’s still not a miracle cure. Thus, enduring until now relied solely on his willpower.
Although Gu Qingheng made a fool out of him, he had to admire his endurance. However, there’s still so distance to the military camp, so he can’t let him fall. He then took out a piece of ginseng and handed it over: "Take a bite." Realizing that not biting directly would avoid saliva, he took out a dagger to cut a large piece and handed it over.
Qi Jingyun, as a favored son of heaven, had seen all sorts of valuables at a glance. This was a Hundred-year Ginseng, and Gu Qingheng said, "Take a bite?" How imnsely wealthy could he be?
But now wasn’t the ti to delve into it; he accepted the ginseng and started chewing on it—this thing could replenish energy.
Although it’s a good item, eating too much of it wouldn’t be beneficial.
Ran Lei’s eyes flickered; he could increasingly not see through this man.
Gu Qingheng was unconcerned, calmly putting away the remaining ginseng.
"Oh my goodness, I’m exhausted to death." At that mont, Ming Guang dashed over, plopping down on the ground with a leaf in his hand fanning himself, "Those creatures sure can run."
Ran Lei’s mouth twitched; no matter how fast they ran, it couldn’t compare to this old man’s speed, right? But still curious, he stood and looked behind: "Senior, where are they? They won’t chase us, will they?"
"How would I know?" Ming Guang shrugged.
Ran Lei was speechless.
"We’d better hurry out of the mountains." Gu Qingheng knew Ming Guang was right; he was just faster than those creatures, and the dication should have worn off, so naturally, they wouldn’t pursue relentlessly. But if they delayed, there’s indeed a chance they might catch up.
Everyone agreed without objection.
At this mont, Gu Qingheng didn’t let Qi Jingyun manage on his own but had Ming Guang carry him, and Qi Jingyun did not protest since his condition didn’t allow any pride.
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